Red Maple's city-level shield closed.

A misty and thin energy barrier enveloped the plain city. The powerful magic power was drawn from the magic focus of the city's underground, and was projected through the guidance and projection of the rune array, and turned into a barrier that was stronger than rocks. While the barrier closed, artillery fire from the plain area also fell towards the city wall like rain.

The harsh roaring sound seemed to be a banshee in midnight. The metal warhead wrapped in a light green air ball drew bright arcs in the air, continuously bombing the shield of Red Maple City. Large areas of explosion flashes lit up continuously on the surface of the shield, like a storm of sky fire - the shield of this city was trembling violently in the explosion impact, and layers of ripples continued to spread out from the attack point, but in any case, the shield still successfully resisted the first wave of attacks of the Cecils.

It stood above the city, blocking all shellings, and a low buzzing sound echoed in the outer city, which was the sound of the underground magical facilities after they were fully activated.

On the city wall, a commander of the Crystal Cluster showed an expression that seemed to have survived the disaster. He looked at the shield that was emitting a large number of flashes, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Stop it!"

However, Heaton glared at the commander: "Idiot, the battle has just begun!"

The Dark Priest did not relax at all because the Red Maple Shield blocked the Cecils' "Sky Fire". On the contrary, he knew that the battle had just begun - he even knew that the fall of the Rock Fortress began when their city-level shield blocked the Cecils' attack.

After this period of understanding, he has mastered many characteristics of the Southern Legion. He knows that the devices that can project explosions and beams are not like traditional magic props. They do not require the help of mages to recharge. They can operate continuously. Their costs seem to be quite low, so that damaged equipment can be replaced and supplemented in a very short time. Their disadvantage is that they are rigid and single, and can only release fixed spells. However, the Cecils made up for this disadvantage by creating massive and different types of devices...

Faced with such an enemy, the traditional "fortress tactic" is a dead end.

The Red Maple Shield blocked the Cecils' first round of attack. For Heaton, its greatest significance was to give himself a chance to continue fighting.

"Call the evil forces from the south immediately and let them return to the Red Maple to attack the rear of the Cecils," Heaton turned his head and said to his subordinates beside him, "Let Colod come back immediately and destroy the Cecils' positions from the east..."

Heaton quickly arranged the order, but before he could finish his words, a few other strange screams suddenly came from the west sky-

The scream was louder than the ordinary "Sky Fire", and there was a creepy buzzing sound in the middle. In the moment of a brief moment, he felt that several particularly strong impacts hit the barrier on the west side of the Red Maple!!

Boom, boom, boom!!

The shield above the west side of the city instantly burst out with a dazzling bright light, and the entire city wall trembled in front of this powerful impact. After these huge impacts, a continuous, terrifying low buzzing sounded, as if some powerful energy flow was focusing, washing the barrier on the west side of the city.

They are the Cecilian warships!!

They actually moved to Red Maple? When was it?

Heaton was furious because he clearly remembered that the warships were still in the lush woodland area when the last time the information came. How fast were those ships driving?!

"Immediately notify Grime and ask him to find a way to stop the ships! Even if he stuffs his head into the 'magic cannon' of those ships!"

"yes!"

After the new order was issued, Heaton did not feel relaxed at all, because he suddenly realized that the Cecilian army seemed to be completely different from what he expected.

This army is not a kingdom army or aristocratic corps in the east. It has no intention of following any war rules - those chariots are attacking the red maple from the front, and shelling from the Gorgon River is constantly bombing the barriers on the west side. At the same time, the attack method from land and water is never thought of. It is like a plier that is constantly clamping, which has strangled the neck of the city.

This was not a tentative attack, and the Cecilians aimed to completely destroy the city in a short period of time.

...

In the eastern part of the Red Maple, in the huge rock city that had completely turned into ruins, the blood had dyed red the collapsed walls.

The fierce battle day and night made the ancient city look thick and bloody. The knights and soldiers of the mountain legion built a temporary defense line based on the remaining city walls and the main castle in the castle area, repelling another enemy attack.

Countless twisted and swollen monsters died on the courtyards and stairs of the giant rock castle, and countless brave and fearless knights fell in front of the shrinking defense lines. The two sides of the war no longer care about any gains and losses. They fought inch by inch for the increasingly narrow land in the castle, and now, even the bravest warriors are on the verge of limits.

The shouts of killing in the castle area gradually became weaker. The surviving soldiers and the last knights were relying on the broken wall to guard the defense line of the castle inner courtyard. Inside their crumbling defense line, the mage group that had already exhausted mana and the shooters who had exhausted arrows had already picked up their protective swords and prepared for the final hand-to-hand combat. In the end, Victoria, who still had a small amount of mana, was standing in the center of the inner courtyard, paying attention to the situation outside the wall through the eye of the mage.

Countless huge shadows are wandering among the ruins, and the twisted monsters are regrouping their men and preparing to launch the next round of attack - or perhaps the last round of attack. Her tired warriors have reached the limit of human physiological structure.

She even saw the commander of the monsters, an extremely tall crystal cluster monster - the monster had never personally gone to the battlefield before and showed great caution and caution, but now it appeared in the castle area, which is a sign of confidence.

Those monsters have determined that victory belongs to them...and it seems that this is true.

Victoria shook the platinum staff in her hand hard, slowly calming the chaotic aura caused by excessive casting, and seized the time to recover a little mana. She calculated that the monsters would attack in a few minutes, and how much strength she could recover in just a few minutes.

But suddenly, an unexpected chaos spread from the monsters.

Victoria saw the swollen and twisted giants at the same time, pushing each other in chaos, then raised her head and looked in a certain direction outside the city. The particularly tall monster with a look of shock and anger (although it was incredible, those monsters actually retained the expression of humanity). She climbed up a nearby wall surrounded by a group of subordinates and looked towards the direction of the Gorgon River.

After a few seconds, the monsters gathered together so quickly and retreated from the castle area!!

The movement outside the inner court quickly attracted the attention of the knights. A knight who was watching the tower looked at the movement between the inner court and the fortress in shock, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Those monsters have retreated!!"

The same shout came from another post: "Those monsters have retreated, they have really retreated!"

Victoria walked out of the crowd in a daze, unable to figure out what was going on for a moment, but after a brief thought, she suddenly woke up—

Someone is attacking Red Maple!

In addition to this reason, she could not imagine why those monsters gave up the castle that was about to be captured at such a critical moment.

After realizing this possibility, Victoria's heart was not only about waiting for reinforcements, but also about one thing she should do:

She couldn't let these monsters in the Rock City return to help Red Maple - she had to find a way to keep these monsters, at least the most elite part of them, even if it was temporarily delayed.

She didn't know who successfully entered the polluted area, she didn't know who was attacking Hongfeng, and she didn't even know whether the other party was a reinforcement, but with no choice, she had to believe that it was a reinforcement, and then on this premise, do everything possible to cooperate with the other party's actions.

Victoria held her platinum staff and then took out a light golden snowflake-like amulet with a unique shape from her close body.

A faint stream of light floated on the surface of the amulet, and the light and shadows flickered, as if an frozen world was bound to the surface of the amulet.

She originally thought she could not use this, but she didn't expect that she would wait for an unexpected turnaround. In order to seize this small turnaround, she thought it was necessary to use the power of her ancestors-

The sharp corners of the amulet pierced the palm, and the blood of the Wilder family was stained with the surface of the light golden snowflakes. Victoria exhaled softly and spit out a word:

"Cold disaster."

Outside the castle area, Corod was gathering its Crystal Cluster Legion. The emergency orders from Red Maple City and the constant destruction of telepathy made the transformer upset--it was only a little short, maybe only a few hours, no more than one day, it could take the small castle and crush the stubborn "Queen of the North" and her poor mountain legion. However, at this moment, he had to give up the results that were at hand and dare not even delay at all.

Because the situation in Hongfeng is critical, it is even so critical that it may break the city at any time.

If the Red Maple falls, if all the high-level priests in the city are killed, Corod and his subordinates will not be able to escape the ending of losing their minds. The plan at the headquarters of the sect has not been completed, and the "final disobedience" ceremony of the Grand Priest is still in progress. All the evil individuals of the gods, including Corod, can only be regarded as unfinished items. If there is no superior node sharing the pollution from the will of the gods, transformed individuals like it cannot survive independently.

So it must rescue Hongfeng and rescue the Minister Heaton who did not know how to fight.

"Let you take a breath," Colod looked back at the castle in anger, "I will soon..."

Its movements and thoughts were still in this moment of turning back.

A light white halo spread quietly along the castle area, and wherever the halo goes, everything quietly freezes.

Including the Mountain Corps, including Victoria, including the Rock Castle, including Colod and its Crystal Cluster Legion.

The entire castle area turned into a piece of ice crystals.

...

The main forces of the Cecilians completely entered the battlefield—there were more chariots than expected.

One after another, they appeared on the horizon like a swarm of steel worms. They arranged into loose attack arrays, firing continuously as they marched, and steadily approaching the walls of Red Maple City.

The shelling from the Gorgon River had been temporarily suspended, but it exploded again ten minutes ago. The troops ordered to block the warships had obviously failed. In a series of loud bangs, the high-level priests who died in the end were watching the hellish scene-

The chariots were advancing forward, there was no cavalry brigade of yelling and charging, no infantry phalanxes ordered to die, and there was no chaotic slave corps. Heaton could not see any battlefield element he knew, he could only see the cold steel pushing forward - marching, firing, continuing to move, continuing to fire...

All three troops who left the city to fight were destroyed, and fell under the continuous shooting and burning of flames, while the Cecilians' offensive was still maintaining a steady advance.

They are like some kind of machine, like some kind of tight and unwavering gear. They run, advance, crush all the things that block this machine, nothing to do with glory, nothing to do with aristocratic righteousness and bloodline mission. The only reason why this machine is moving forward is because "promotion" is its mission.

Heaton suddenly remembered what he once said-

The evil spirits are cold war weapons.

However, compared with the steel released by the Cecils, this weapon is probably too gentle.

"Master," a priest exclaimed loudly, his voice almost drowned in the continuous explosions, "The shield is almost unable to hold on!!"

"Use all the magic reserves, hold on for a while, and Colod will arrive soon," Heaton said quickly. "When Colod and his elites arrive, everything will be fine. They will attack the Cecilians from the east..."

"Master, Corod..." Another priest holding the crystal ball spoke hesitantly, "Corod's mind disappeared..."

"Damn!" Heaton cursed in a low voice. He felt his voice tremble, but he still tried to maintain rational thinking. "Don't worry, the shield can still hold on, let all the casters charge the shield - we can persist until the southern legion returns to help, and they will attack the Cecils from the rear..."

Yes, there is still a turning point. Although the "Sky Fire" of the Cecils is powerful, it cannot destroy the city shield in a short time. Including the three powerful warships, they seem to be able to attack the Xicheng District of Hongfeng. They can simply give up that area and shrink the shield projection range to the main urban area... In this way, Hongfeng City can hold on for a long time, enough to persist until the army of evil spirits in the south return to the rescue...

Heaton comforted himself, but suddenly, an indescribable palpitations surged into his heart, interrupting all his thoughts.

Along with this palpitation, there was a low and terrifying sound coming from the sky

"Come and get it with express delivery-"
Chapter completed!