Chapter 653 655. Superman Phobia
“Arrows! Have the arrows been delivered?! The archer unit will change for another five shifts, and the bow and arrow reserve will be used up!”
Vezmir is here Contact the affairs officers for material distribution and support.
He stayed up all night and was anxious again. Now he has ulcers at the corners of his mouth.
The cloudy eyes were staring blankly, but in the anxious situation, he had to force his old and tired body to cheer up.
Foltest is mainly responsible for the frontal battlefield affairs.
"How many warlocks are still fighting?"
He looked at the waves of people fighting on the hill in the distance and asked the secretary on the side.
The clerk's data came from the collection of many observers who observed the battlefield with monocular telescopes.
“There are still ten warlocks fighting, but their mana is obviously declining.”
The speed at which Nilfgaard's defeated troops are weakened is also significantly reduced.
Up to now in this encirclement and suppression battle, Nilfgaard's 30,000 defeated troops have only 20,000 left amid the indiscriminate bombardment by the warlocks and the interception and fighting by the Northern Allied Forces.
In normal times, even gods would not be able to withstand this kind of battle damage. The legion should have collapsed long ago.
But the Nilfgaardians were already in a state of collapse.
They are not fighting now, but surviving!
The situation of complete siege is before us. Everyone knows: the northerners don't want you to leave. If you want to go home alive, you have to fight out!
So the Nilfgaardians' fighting will persisted despite such exaggerated battle losses.
This is why Lan En thinks that the two king commanders are too reckless and inexperienced.
They believed that the arrangement of the dragnet had stimulated the Nilfgaardian army's will to survive.
Foltest is now so anxious that he breaks into a sweat in the middle of winter.
If the efficiency of killing enemies cannot keep up, the front line responsible for containment will be under more intense pressure.
Unable to bear it, the defense line collapses, and these veterans who were killed from Shura Field will smoothly return to the Nilfgaard-occupied area.
You can form a regiment again in less than a week of rest!
As for mental illness, the military in this era is inherently a high-pressure environment internally and cruel externally. You can suffer from mental illness even if you are in a normal situation. Who cares about this?
At this moment, an observer put down the monocular in his hand with a strange expression, walked into the camp of the command post, and whispered to the secretary.
Then, as if it was contagious, the expressions on both people's faces became equally weird.
The clerk looked at the observer with an expression of 'You can't be joking now'.
Foltest was upset and anxious at the moment. When he saw the two people muttering, he simply raised his head and scolded them.
"If you have something to say, just say it! Which warlock have we lost?"
"No, we have not lost anyone, Your Majesty. But there is an army on the Umbrella Mountain against Xint. Pulling the flag on a rampage"
Before the clerk could finish speaking, Foltest waved his hand impatiently.
"80% of them are Sintra guerrillas who are here to join in the fun. Tell them to behave themselves, or else get away! This is a large-scale battle, not a guerrilla fight!"
"If they still If you dare to run rampant in our line, then..."
"But, Your Majesty." The clerk licked his lips nervously and interrupted the king who was obviously not very friendly. "They are not rampaging in our lines, but among the Nilfgaardians."
".Huh? How many people are they?"
"Only a few dozen."
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Foltest was obviously stunned for five or six seconds, and then took the monocular away from the observer. , walked outside the camp.
The armor on his body clicked due to his anxious pace. Outside the camp, he almost hit the single tube of the telescope into his eye sockets.
The distant scene was shown to his eyes through the lenses, and then his mouth opened unconsciously and his pupils shrank. This was both because he was shocked by what he saw and because he saw an acquaintance of his.
"Lane of Cintra? Demon hunter!?"
——
"Bang!!!"
Like a cathedral The sound of the bell resounded throughout the roaring and screaming Shura field.
This sound is too penetrating, too discerning, and too suppressive.
So much so that the soldiers, whose eyes were red with murderous intent in mind, couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound!
Immediately, the expressions of these people were the same as those of Fortes in the distance.
Lan En has completed the development of his bones and muscles. In terms of body shape alone, even after a full set of surgeries, there will not be much change.
He is two and a half meters tall and wears the master-level heavy armor of the Bear School.
His height and dimensions were extremely highlighted in this dense battlefield of ordinary people!
The tall winged helmet of the Nilfgaardians only reached his chin, and the top of his head only reached his chest!
Two people may not be as wide as him alone!
This is how a space warrior with all-round physical enhancement looks like in the eyes of mortals.
And now, this warrior, who was so tall and tall that he was unusually tall, was holding a sword in his hand that looked like it would make one's legs tremble.
Sweep with one blow! The seven or eight people in the fan-shaped area are directly divided into two parts!
Everyone who saw this scene looked as if their brains had not yet reacted, and their expressions were stunned.
This is another form of expression different from the lethality of spells.
And now it seems that there is no doubt that it is even more terrifying!
Phobia of Superman.
Lan understands how these people feel, because in the human interstellar empire, people there also suffer from this symptom.
This symptom will always appear wherever the Space Marines pass by.
A Space Marine looks like this: taller and stronger than a human being can possibly be, clothed like a demigod.
The purpose of this trait is self-evident, the Space Marines were designed by the Emperor to fight and kill.
Just seeing these creatures approaching a target with murderous intent will make onlookers feel horrified.
And after the Space Marines really move at high speed, this feeling will be doubled!
The movement of the Space Marines never matches their bulky appearance.
Their generally extraordinary muscle control and muscle efficiency make their movements unimaginably delicate, powerful and precise.
An object that is huge, warlike, and as efficient and fast as an attacking poisonous snake appears in front of ordinary people
Those ordinary people sometimes describe it this way: You will understand that gods exist, and His demigod is walking among mortals!
Now, in this medieval world with magical powers, for the first time, people on the battlefield are suffering from the same diseases as ordinary people in the interstellar age.
The instinctive fear of the existence of Superman.
Lan En lowered his center of gravity and held [Turbid Current] by his side.
The eyes with [Spiritual Vision] turned on swayed rapidly in their sockets, and the neural responses captured a large amount of information.
Then, this information is processed, analyzed and output on the retina by Mentos in the brain.
When the battle plan was formulated on the spot, the stumps and broken arms that Lan En chopped into the sky had not even had time to hit the ground.
"The position is determined. Follow up."
The huge body cannot be captured by these people when it is activated!
Only the ‘Embers’, who were slightly adapted to Lan En’s combat rhythm, clamped the horse’s belly tightly at the same time.
Lincoln raised the lance in his hand: "Follow! Charge!"
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