Just as the soldiers were shaped into neat square formations and advanced steadily, a few moving figures were faintly exposed in the rugged wasteland in the distance.

The first person to discover these figures were the cavalry parades of the Principality.

The leading cavalry kicked the war horses under their crotch hard. No matter what kind of battlefield, some local natives would mistakenly enter it. They were either unintentional or were detailed works sent by the enemy. For these natives who accidentally entered the battlefield, many soldiers would choose to massacre on the spot.

A dozen soldiers waved their whips quickly.

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is not just the preferences of the natives, but many humans also like to do such things.

But an accident happened suddenly. It seemed that in just a blink of an eye, people appeared one after another on the ground, and more and more people appeared.

"Xiangshuai, we were discovered!" Someone in the crowd muttered in a low voice. As he was talking, his hands had already leveled Gu Li Fire Tong and he tilted his head to the sight. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, he pressed the muzzle with one hand.

"We are a sneak attack this time, don't cause too much noise!" Xiang Shuai shook her head.

As she said that, Xiang Shuai took out a willow leaf dagger from behind her waist. She spread her palms and turned into three more. With a gentle movement of her fingertips, the three willow leaf daggers were thrown out with a bang. The three soldiers fell to the ground and rolled down from the war horse.

Just when the scout cavalry were still unable to figure out the situation, the half-elves hiding in the grass suddenly attacked and rushed out of the hidden underground. They held the crossbow in their right hand, and the sight of the sight was placed on their left arm, and the trigger was pulled repeatedly. The sound of the wind passed by, and the remaining scouts fell to the grass. The whole process was flowing, and there was no sign of slackness.

After a while, after confirming safety, one after another half-elves came out one after another.

After a closer look, it was authentic.

A few days ago, Xiang Shuai discovered this secret passage from Brokeback Mountain. The edges of the tunnel were built by stone slabs, which did not seem to be formed naturally. It was probably left by the former owner of Brokeback Mountain. He took a group of people to drill the secret passage. It was not until he came out of the exit that he realized that he had arrived on the plain less than twenty kilometers outside the war fortress.

Therefore, this time, Xiangshuai used this secret passage without hesitation.

Although there are not many three thousand half-elf slaves, they will be seen by the scouts of the public team when walking on the wasteland. Until now, no one knows that there is a surprise soldier less than two kilometers away from the battlefield and is quickly approaching here.

Just as Xiang Shuai was supporting, the war fortress, one of the protagonists of the war, did not stop.

The open spaces in the territory are undergoing large-scale troops.

One hundred human slaves wearing jackets were ready, their eyes were cold and sharp, like blades that had not been unsheathed for many years. This was the only air cavalry in the territory. Although the number was only about one hundred, their equipment was indeed the best in the entire territory.

Yang Dashuan is also among them.

The shameless Yang Dashuan acted as the air force for a while, holding the Gatlin Fire Order he had just played with. However, it was a little different from other slaves. The slaves' mount was the Thunder Griffon, and Yang Dashuan rode a frost dragon whose consciousness had been erased.

The griffins were restless and restless. If the knights hadn't been trying hard to calm their emotions, they might have already flown into the sky.

The strong smell of blood around was stimulating everyone's nerves, and even the hundreds of air cavalrymen couldn't help but get nervous. They had no weapons in their hands, and they only fell two huge baskets on the wings of the Thunder Griffon, which contained three-ball-sized pyramid-shaped lumps. This thing was the "magic bomb" that Old Duke had been studying all his strength some time ago.

Each "magic bomb" weighs ten pounds. Not only is it filled with magic bone powder, but nearly a hundred steel balls are also stuffed into the hollow cone. This is what Yang Dashuan remembers. The bone powder in the "magic bomb" can only cause damage equivalent to an intermediate group attack magic at most.

Although the momentum is huge, its power is unsatisfactory.

Yang Dashuan had watched many war movies in his previous life. The power of a "magic bomb" is almost similar to a grenade. The power generated by the explosion is not only causing considerable damage to the crowded crowd, but the rest is nonsense. So Lao Yang asked the slaves in the arsenal to add steel balls to the bomb, and used the thrust generated by the magic bone meal to shoot these steel balls out like bullets. Although it would not have the accuracy of the Guli Fire System, the damage was indeed unquestionable.

However, the output of magic bone powder is limited, so the number of magic bombs is also extremely limited.

In the entire territory, only about ten "magic bombs" can be created every day. Until now, there are only two or three hundred inventory in the warehouse. Almost every air force will allocate two magic bombs.

"Be careful, these things must not be collided!" Before leaving, Old Duke reminded these slaves more than once or twice. "When seeing people gathered, throw these things down. Remember, you must keep a certain distance. When the 'magic bomb' explodes, the thrust generated can at least shoot the steel balls for a distance of 500 yards."

"I have to add a few more words!" Yang Dashuan turned over the back of the Frost Dragon and glanced at the ready air cavalry. "It's not only us who have air cavalry, remember that the other party has too. And they have a total of soldiers in a regiment. The number is more than thirty times that of us, so after we throw out the 'magic bomb', we can return immediately. Moreover, if we encounter the opponent's blockade, remember not to panic."

"Don't forget that you are riding the mutated Thunder Griffon! Within a distance of three hundred yards, you can release at least three single intermediate magic - Thunder Warhammer. Three magical assistance can help you successfully escape the threat!"

Govelad added another sentence without forgetting.

The slaves nodded.

As the frost dragon swelled its wings, the cold air containing frost suddenly caused the surrounding temperature to drop to a freezing point.

Accompanied by the roar of dragons, the frost dragon and nearly a hundred thunder griffins rushed into the sky.

After a noon brewing, the second wave of attack from the Public** team was ready. The soldiers of the three regiments were the first to advance as advance troops, and the soldiers of the three regiments were also used as reserves. Once the front line had something to do, they would push their bodies up without hesitation.

The advancement infantry held tall shields in their hands. Each shield was not much worse than the kite-shaped shield in the hands of the dwarfs, but seemed to be even bigger. Each shield was lifted by at least three or four warriors, which could perfectly hide their bodies and avoid being seen by the elves on the mercenary.

Even the ogres on the wall were helpless, and their mental power could not cover more areas, so they could only watch these warriors advance under the wall.

Grand Duke Peter clasped his hands excitedly.

He seemed to have seen the beauties on the city wall moaning under his crotch. If he could not get those women, he would probably not be interested in the bed in his life.

At this moment, black shadows suddenly emerged from the fortress of war, and the hurricane brought up made the bodies of the soldiers under the city wall sway. Grand Duke Peter blinked and hurriedly took out the "Hawkeye Sleeve Mirror" and put it on his eyes.

It doesn't matter if you look at it. After reading it, Grand Prince Peter was stunned immediately.

The one who caught sight was a huge frost dragon, waving its wings and rushing into the sky. There was a figure standing on the back of the frost dragon, who was his incompetent son! Behind the frost dragon, there was a hundred griffin knights following, following like a hundred birds paying phoenixes.

After seeing this scene, Grand Duke Peter's eyebrows kept jumping wildly.

"Adminton, where is our Air Force? Send them to me quickly. I want to defeat this idiot!" Grand Duke Peter roared angrily.

"Your Excellency, but those air forces are not affiliated with us... They will have the courage to deal with it..." The adjutant swallowed, and he felt his throat dry. After chewing for a long time, he could not spit out the word "dragon".

"Bastard, this is their duty!" Grand Duke Peter grabbed the adjutant's clothes and pushed it away vigorously. "Tell them, get me up and take it off."

"But Grand Duke, they had rejected my request just now." The adjutant swallowed his saliva and his face was pale. "They said that Emperor Caesar was just asking them to come as a reconnaissance army, and did not let them fight against the enemy's air force."

"Damn it, how could he have an air force? How could he have a frost dragon!"
Chapter completed!