The Etiquette of the Soldiers is To Meet Up

　　 The roar of artillery fire, the loud noise of collapse, and the meaningless roar of Warcraft turned into a messy symphony on this vast battlefield.

　　 An endless wave of magic comes, with hysterical madness, as if everything has been abandoned, there is no reason, no autonomy, everything is to break through the immediate obstacles, and bring the death of death to this place.

　　 "Replace the cannonball and use the magic dust cannonball immediately."

　　 "The steam giant crossbow uses enchanted arrows."

　　 "The third battalion immediately went to the 12th defensive port of the fort, and must not let the monsters come up."

　　 "……"

　　'S loud voice also became hoarse at this time, becoming dry and tired, but there was unparalleled firmness and solemnity in that voice.

　　 The legion commander standing at the top of the wall is commanding, while holding a shield in his left hand. With a dull wind sound in the air, the wide-bladed sword with a height of people smashed a frenzied beast down the head of the city.

　　 "Baker, can you know when the reinforcements will arrive?"

　　 The legion commander's face looked solemn and composed, motionless, guarding the most dangerous position in a posture of one man in charge.

　　 But in the mind network of a few people, his tone is not as calm and calm as he looks.

　　 "It should be fast, the magic power airship should have arrived around 5 o'clock this afternoon."

　　 "However, they should also find that we have no routine notifications. It is estimated that there will be a certain acceleration, but it depends on how soon they find out."

　　 Baker held swords in both hands, smashed a silver-tiered demon wolf that had just climbed the city wall, and then panted heavily and replied.

　　 Taking this opportunity, Baker also stepped back a little to rest.

　　 The demon wolf just now was too cunning. It was hidden in the group of ordinary beasts that were siege to the city, but dirty took advantage of his inadvertent attack.

　　Because Baker has gone through such a long period of high-intensity fighting and has not received enough rest, he almost broke his stomach without notice.

　　 After Baker retreated, he shouted directly into the distance, "Where are the medical soldiers, come here."

　　 Then, after briefly dealing with the injury on his chest, Baker returned to the front line again and began to fight endlessly without knowing it.

　　On the battlefield, this situation is not an exception. It is even said that Baker's situation is still good.

　　 After all, not everyone has the combat effectiveness of the Silver Tier.

　　 Looking down from the sky, the black and purple fog became denser, as if the entire space had become blurred and strange.

　　 The continuous Kuroshio as a tide will never stop attacking the city wall, stepping on the stairs made of the flesh and bones of the dead companion, and constantly rushing to high places, impacting the steady high wall like a mountain.

　　 They seem to have lost their self-awareness, without the slightest fear, even if it is death in front of them, they are not shaken in the slightest.

　　 Baker looked at these numb and crazy eyes, his eyes were full of coldness and killing, and the heavy sword that smashed down like a giant hammer smashed a mad tiger that had just climbed the city wall into a pool of mud.

　　 "Huh." But in the heavy breathing, in the heavy gasp, Baker's eyes are cold and sad.

　　 Without self-consciousness, without independent wisdom, such a life is far more frightening than death.

　　 Even now he is facing a mortal enemy he has been facing for so many years, a natural disaster that mankind has feared and feared for hundreds of years, and a race that is fundamentally different from mankind.

　　 But now, he is sad for them, because their selves are dead, and only meaningless walking dead are left here.

　　飒!

　　 There was pity and sorrow in his eyes, but the big sword in Baker's hand became more and more violent and domineering, slashing it down like thunder as swift and heavy.

　　 Although he has been seriously injured, it does not seem to affect his combat effectiveness.

　　 Baker's pale blue eyes were already covered with dripping bloodshot eyes, and his majestic heavy armor was also covered with mottled marks.

　　 Beast claws, rodents, magic beams... Various attacks left marks on his armor. The thick blood dyed the armor red like a dye, but it was not just the blood of the beast.

　　 Baker felt the smell of rust in his mouth, swallowed blood, and then laughed wildly at the monster in his sight.

　　 "Come on, bastard."

　　 The sound is not huge, it seems a bit weak on the battlefield where the artillery fires, but the suffocating aura in it, the beasts that have lost their sanity within ten meters of Baker's position can't help but stagnate.

　　 corpse mountain and blood sea, at this moment, it is not an exaggerated description, but an obvious statement.

　　 Even in a sense, there are still shortcomings.

　　 On the long fortress front, countless warriors gambled everything on their own to fight and fight for their lives.

　　 A shooter in leather armor suddenly drew out the long sword on his waist after the Warcraft boarded the wall where he was stationed, and began to fight with the opponent for his life.

　　 The severely wounded soldier rushed forward with a deadly posture, and fell down the city wall with several monsters, leaving only a violent roar.

　　 Death, sacrifice, this is not an accidental overture of sadness, but a continuous hymn that resounds here.

　　 Human beliefs, human will, and all the humanity that humans can show shine here.

Everyone is afraid of death, but what they fear is that their relatives are wailing under the claws of Warcraft. It is the cause of their life that they have been struggling for a lifetime to silence. It is the natural disaster-like Kuroshio going south without any scruples, bringing the empire into war and chaos. Famine.

　　 "Fred, can your people still fight again?" Fred suddenly heard a familiar voice, the voice of the legionnaire.

　　 Fred, who was holding a staff like a sword on the wall on the side, narrowed his eyes and slightly raised his sight, which was disturbed by sweat and blood.

　　 "Aren't our people always there?"

　　 At this time, this man who is shining like the sun can no longer maintain his demeanor, his right hand hangs down, his sword is like a crutches, and he replied tiredly.

　　 The same hoarse and dry voice, as stagnant as a dry dead wood, fully lived up to the sunshine before.

　　 "I mean, can you once again unify the legal division and use war spells."

　　 Hearing the legion commander’s question, Fred could not help being silent for a few breaths, still casting spells in his hand, killing the beasts that rushed to the head of the city.

　　 But thinking began to seriously consider the other party's proposal.

　　 War spells, as the name suggests, are spells developed for the sake of war. They are powerful and have a wide range of effects.

　　 But most of the time it exists as a compound spell, because if you need to release a war spell separately, you need at least the strength of the golden rank.

　　 In this era when silver is the highest, this method has long been abandoned.

　　 However, although compound spell warfare can also achieve the power of independent spellcasting by golden-level spellcasters.

　　 But there is a very difficult point. If you need to lead the wizard team to cast spells together, then the difficulty will rise linearly, and the accuracy will drop to varying degrees.

　　Although Fred has successfully cast a war spell [The Earth Fall] before, it is almost impossible for him to perform miracles again.

　　Because at this time ~www.readwn.com~ either he, the wizards he brought, or the original wizards of the Frozen Fortress, are all exhausted.

　　 In this case, reluctantly cast a spell, and it must end up with a magical hedge and mental damage.

　　If this is the case, not only did he fail to get rid of the immediate predicament, but instead he would abandon his martial arts and reduce his own combat effectiveness, and he would become a sinner.

　　 "No way."

　　 The legion commander couldn't help but sighed when he heard the words that had been predicted. Although he had already predicted it, he was still a little disappointed when he really heard the answer.

　　 Boom boom boom!

　　 The huge roar resounded across the sky like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, like a punishment from the sky. The huge bomb was thrown out and exploded outside the fortress, setting off a violent mushroom cloud, and the originally messy and crazy battlefield was silent for a moment.

　　 The legion commander raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound, and the huge airship showed its shape in the clouds.

　　 Click!

　　 A clear sound resembling broken glass sounded in the air, and the huge black-purple mist mask shattered in an instant, like the light of a sword falling from a high altitude, expelling the gloom and darkness on the battlefield and bringing long-lost light.

　　 The legion commander turned around and shouted at the excited crowd: "Reinforcements are here, kill."

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