YOG angelamo saw such a battle for the first time.


    The original kehol elite lineup, which was like a strong wall, was completely destroyed after four rounds of bombardment with 24 pound guns. The dead knights rushed into the enemy line without obstacles. After that, endless skeleton soldiers also flocked.


    Until the end, she still couldn''t understand. In angelamo''s view, the power of the 24 pound artillery was not great. Although the momentum was amazing, the actual lethality was not as direct as a high-energy magic.


    In fact, it is true, but the thinking of the dead is completely different from that of the living. They are unaware of the 24 pound gun. Human beings are different. The psychological pressure on soldiers is amazing.


    The kohor army did not expect that the undead would have weapons such as "magic guided cannons" in advance. It was elite enough to stabilize the front under three rounds of bombardment. The fourth round of shelling killed by the undead knights at the same time made ordinary soldiers completely lose their desire to resist. Although the commander tried his best to recover the situation, many soldiers still collapsed because of fear - no one knows, Whose head will the next shell fall on.


    Defeat will infect. When the tide swept the shield soldiers on the whole front line, Baifu knew that the situation was out of control. He had to give up some soldiers and withdraw back. Otherwise, if he fought like this, the army would be buried here. The dead are not afraid of loss.


    It''s not that he didn''t think about breaking into the enemy''s line and beheading, but angelamo has grown a lot. He is no longer the reckless man who took the lead in the past. The corpse dragon shrinks very deep. The Dragon Hunter companions who used to worship him no longer exist. He doesn''t think he has the ability to rush to the end in the sea of dead bones with several Knights around him.


    The soul fire in angelamo''s eyes is burning and shares the vision of the dead knights. She can vaguely feel that the war of the black wing empire will become very different in the future. She knows her father Caesar tangrian. With such powerful weapons, the Black Dragon Emperor can no longer rely on the sharp teeth and claws of the monsters to fight.


    Do you want to hide it?


    The idea came out of the corpse dragon''s mind. She didn''t like such a change. Sword, claw and Magic were the main melody of Aladia. For these weapons that were not driven by magic, angelamo had an inexplicable disgust and even... Fear of the future?


    The war ended with the enemy''s retreat. The dead searched the battlefield for weapons, armor and living people. The sun gradually disappeared into the mountains. Angelamo looked at the bloody sky and the crows in the distant woods. He rarely had emotional fluctuations and felt a trace of bleak.


    As a core member of the black wing Empire, she knew the manufacturing process of these artillery very well, and because of this, she felt more and more resistant, because the manufacturing process of these weapons was extremely simple and easy to mass produce, and an ordinary person could quickly become familiar with and operate them after a short training.


    In this way, is there any difference between the strong and the weak?


    ……


    Jon Arthur hasn''t recovered yet.


    He didn''t understand how he was defeated. It was clear that skeleton soldiers were as weak as mole ants. They could cut down a piece with only a light sword, and there was no particularly powerful caster to fight together. However, the soldiers fled like seeing the fear demon king. He couldn''t even blame others, because it was the legendary soldiers and Baifu who gave up the command.


    After discovering that the soldiers thought it was chaos, byff immediately ordered a retreat, which was nearly ten miles.


    It was not until night came that they chose a place close to the river bank to camp, and the separated knights and crossbows gathered along the torch. However, most of the people and horses were still missing, and less than 4000 of the 6000 soldiers responsible for defending the dead came back. This was the result of Baifu''s timely judgment and accuracy, otherwise the loss would be even worse.


    But there is no denying that this is still a disastrous defeat, and now they have to face the difficult situation of being attacked from both sides.


    In the largest tent in the camp, the commanders gathered together and looked at Jon Arthur with a pale face. The latter''s face was not much better.


    "Who can tell me how the undead possessed the magic guided cannons? Where did they get such things? Even in the trading city states, the magic guided cannons are strategic weapons that can''t be easily used, and they can''t flow outside. Did the north make them themselves? Or did the zedi dwarf sell them?"


    Then he looked at byff: "you were in the front line. How many magic guided guns did they have?"


    "I can''t tell if there is no caster peeping." byff held his head. "But according to the roar, there are at least twenty."


    "Impossible."


    Jon Arthur frowned and said, "even if you search the whole city of kohall, you can''t gather so many magic guided guns. They deliberately amplify the momentum and want to put psychological pressure on our soldiers - it has proved to be very effective."


    "No."


    Byff shook his head and denied: "I''m not fooled by these little tricks. At least 20 magic guided guns bombard our array, but those magic guided guns are somewhat different. Jon Arthur, I think you have to have a look."


    The Dragon Hunter signaled several soldiers to come in. They took a huge iron ball, which seemed to have been dragged back from the battlefield. It was still stained with soil, viscera and blood. The smell filled the whole camp, and Jon Arthur''s eyebrows frowned deeper.


    "What''s this?" he asked.


    "I don''t know, but the other party''s magic cannon seems to launch this thing for bombardment."


    "Are you sure?"


    Jon Arthur looked up and down with hesitant eyes. The magic guide cannon is a weapon that takes the magic core as the hub and relies on runes to activate to attack the enemy. Therefore, the caster needs to maintain and recharge after each war, and what it launches is an energy body, which will burst at the scheduled target, so it is impossible to leave any iron ball.


    "OK."


    Byff showed the broken hand guard. At that time, a shell rushed at his face door, but he raised his hand and blocked it in a defensive posture. Although this thing was very fierce, a single artillery attack could not cause too much damage to the legendary soldier. At most, it made his arm sour.


    Next, byff described in more detail the scene of the enemy camp when the "magic guide gun" bombarded.


    "Iron ball, red light and smoke."


    Jon Arthur thought, shook his head and said, "this is not a magic cannon at all, but an alternative weapon based on the magic cannon as a template. You have been cheated."


    "But its power is equally amazing."


    Byff said, "no matter what weapon it is, we have lost. What are you going to do next?"


    Jon Arthur looked at him displeased. The word "failure" sounded particularly harsh to him: "we haven''t failed yet." he stressed: "although we are caught in the situation of being attacked from both sides, these disadvantages can''t change the final battle situation, and the forest of elves can''t survive."


    He said to Baifu, "build another line of defense to block those waste undead. This time I will return the legendary caster to you. Don''t worry."


    "Here, when the news from Darrow comes, we will launch a general attack on the spirit forest. The black dragon dares to send a minion to deal with the affairs here. I want him to know that he despises our end. The war will win. Queerkzad protects us."