Chapter 1040

Duanjieshan fortress, the fifth day of the siege, in the evening.

Reinforcements were delayed.

Maybe it's because the crazy bloody battle for several consecutive days consumes too much and the casualties are too heavy; The offensive and defensive sides had a very tacit understanding and chose a "truce" that afternoon.

Flames are burning and snow is flying - there is a dead silence on the battlefield with corpses everywhere, revealing the mysteries of unknown origin; Not only in the fortress, but also outside the city, the Azores were too quiet; In addition to searching the bones of paoze on the battlefield, there was no intention of night attack or attack.

Only a small number of troops from both sides fought between the trenches under the fortress city, which ended in a disastrous defeat of the Empire, but the "victorious" Elven Warriors also drew revenge from the catapults and arrow rain on the city wall.

As for the significance of such "revenge", God knows.

After arranging the officers and soldiers on duty on the beacon tower, dreisis, who was physically and mentally tired, walked down the wall down the stairs with a straight face; Before leaving the first defense area, he met the same exhausted Sally Ka Jonah under a corner.

The female Archduke of machete, who was hurt all over, sat on the side of the corner, with her legs open, a broken saddle under her, half open her eyes, and bored polishing a saber full of gaps with the grindstone she carried with her.

The boa Hussars gathered around her were also in a state of malaise; Either stand against the wall or squat, look at the sky without saying a word, and drink the horse milk wine with you; When I saw someone coming, I didn't even have the strength to stand up and squeak to my grandfather. My eyes were full of confusion.

"The battle is going to be over."

This kind of decadent speech is that dreisis will stand up and quarrel loudly with Sarika, reprimand, and then make a speech of "the Empire will win and the Azores will lose", so as to boost the morale of the soldiers who are still fighting.

Change to normal

Tired dreisis didn't want to quarrel with her at all. He knew that compared with himself who commanded logistics and rescue on the wall, the machete female Archduke who stood on the front line outside the wall and fought with the elves was the one with the greatest pressure.

They didn't try, but every attempt failed - forced breakthrough, scattered breakthrough, sneak attack, wall charging, machete attack... Sarika really tried all the available tactics.

But the Azores outside the city seem to be completely afraid of death. They can strangle their hopes every time with the most cruel tactics and the most direct way!

They can withstand the casualties of 2 to 1 or even 3 to 1, and let the elf warriors wielding long knives launch a "counter charge" against the cavalry with equal strength;

It can make the soldiers in the long gun array bear the alchemy bombs and igniters falling from the sky, and the stone guns maintain a dense formation;

This kind of thing is actually simpler than it seems. It's easier to find death on the battlefield than imagined; But it's a terrible thing to make thousands of soldiers scale and treat death with discipline.

Dreisis could see that fear in the tired eyes of the brave and scarred Hussars.

Sarika didn't lie. If the war continues, it will not be a collapse of morale, but if the soldiers continue to die. If they can't see the reinforcements and hope, they will mutiny!

In this war alone, dreisis was able to really put himself in the right position - in his eyes in the past, Loren Turin was a little smart, good at opportunism, cautious and lucky.

Now it seems that it is a miracle that can't be described and described in words to be able to stick to eboden for 30 days in front of 100000 Azores!

To what extent should we accurately judge, calmly and cautiously face it, so that we can use half of the enemy's troops to wait for almost impossible reinforcements in a city that can't organize defense for a whole month?

Dreisis doesn't know. He only knows that if the war goes on like this, he will completely live up to his Majesty's high hopes and trust in handing over all command to him before the war, and admit his failure and incompetence!

"I'll send another messenger tomorrow to hurry up."

Dreisis said weakly. He didn't know whether he was comforting Sally card or himself: "the civil war in East Saxony is over. Byrne should have received the news."

"The two reinforcements are mainly heavy infantry legions. Calculate the time. Maybe they are already on the road... Almost there!"

"Yes."

"It's possible... Arles has also received news that he is sending troops north; maybe it's to wait for them, so he delayed Byrne's army for a few days."

"It's possible."

"Of course, we can't place our hope on the reinforcements; I'll urge the alchemists in the fortress to speed up the production of more alchemical weapons; and the oath Knights... Tomorrow, I'll ask them to fight side by side with you."

"Thanks."

Machete female Archduke nodded weakly, which was supposed to be reconciled. In fact, if she hadn't been seriously injured in the Centaur war, she would have asked Boyi messengers for reinforcements.

With a somewhat tired look, dreisis took a few steps forward, pushed away an hussars, sat half on the side of Sarika, and took the horse milk wine from the other party:

"It's been five days... There's still no news from the blood skeleton Valley, not to mention the reinforcements, not even the messengers; do you think it's Loren Turin, they..."

Sarika silently shook her head.

"Why?"

"There's no reason - you won't understand if you haven't fought with that bastard." Sarika sighed. "This bastard... Is like an eye on his head. He can always see what you can't see and know what you don't know."

She said and gestured: "how to say - it's like when you go to cut people, you should only think about cutting people; this bastard may even think about what to do after cutting people, and what to do before cutting them."

"So if he doesn't come back, it will prove that he thinks it's most correct not to come back and not to negotiate with us - of course, it may also be that his messengers were slaughtered by the enemy and didn't contact us."

"But... In a word, this guy can't die; as long as he doesn't want to die, no one can kill him!"

Dreisis frowned slightly and did not understand where Sarika's "confidence" came from.

"I said, you won't understand." Sarika spread her hands and looked like "I knew it." anyone who hasn't fought with that guy can't understand. "

Looking at her clear look, dreisis, who was already full of doubts, got up to ask, but was stopped by the flag officer next to her.

"Lord dreisis, there's something... You may need to ask yourself."

"Is it important? It's not important. I'll talk about it later; I don't know..."

"My subordinates think it's better for you to get to know it immediately." the flag officer insisted, with an ugly expression: "the two flag leaders of the baggage team are waiting to see you."

"Baggage team... Engineers?" dreisis, with a puzzled face, raised his eyebrow and suddenly changed his face:

"You, you should not say..."

The flag officer nodded hard, his eyes trembling:

"In the five-day battle, the reserves of our army's kerosene, alchemical bombs and kindling agents... Have been exhausted!"

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"Boom --!!"

The thunderous dragon roared and tore the dark clouds with the dark shadow - the wide wings that block out the sun, the unimaginable body, the high and ferocious head, the sharp claws and fangs as sharp as swords and spears

But it belongs to a "giant dragon" with only bones and gray blue flame in its eyes.

Shocked, Lucian looked up at the shadow in the sky - yes, he remembered the dragon; When he broke into the Dragon King City with the black haired wizard and Isaac, he almost burned the "skeleton dragon" to ashes.

Why, it appears here

No, this is not the time to care about this!

The grey pupil boy, who forced himself to regain consciousness, finally grabbed his throat before being bitten by the rotten corpse devil, turned it into pieces and kept running:

"Charge, charge! Follow me - don't stop!"

Yes, no matter what, you can't stop, or you'll be dead - cavalry who lose speed and have too big targets are excellent living targets among thousands of rotten corpse demons.

Anyway, Lucian absolutely didn't believe that the enemy would let the skeleton dragon avoid the position of the rotten corpse demon for the reason of "cherishing the soldiers".

"What's that? Is it a dragon?"

"It's impossible, Dragon... It's not only the de sallion royal family that can become the Dragon controller. Why do evil gods and Demons also have dragons in their hands?!"

"What's going on?"

But... Even if he can overcome it, it does not mean that all Byrne knights can understand; When they were still in a daze, the huge shadow had spread its wings and fell from the sky.

"Boom --!!"

The roar of loud noise, explosion, scream, wail and hiss... The air waves mixed with the face attacked from behind, almost overturning Lucian from his horse's back to the ground.

damn! damn! damn!

Listening to the scream behind him, Lucian didn't even dare to look back to see how many of his knights and demon hunters had disappeared.

He also knew that the "old acquaintance" was staring at himself with his blue eyes behind him. Maybe he had opened his bloody mouth and was ready to spit out Longyan - if that thing could be called Longyan.

So he charged, just charged, kept stepping on the city fragments of the rotten corpse devil in front, and did his best to complete the task entrusted to him by Loren Turin

Charge, then... Try not to die!

As long as you are alive... As long as you are alive, Lord Loren must have a way to defeat this big monster; As long as he told himself so, it means that he must have figured out a way. As long as he tries to do his best to complete the task, he can win the victory.

Sure!

"Rush --!"

"Boom --!!"

At the moment of shouting, a completely different "thunder" sounded in the sky - the angry red dragon roared down from the sky and rushed towards the skeleton dragon.

There was no meaning to say hello at all. Glum directly opened his mouth to the figure on the ground, and the pillar of fire dragon came with a roar.

Aware of the "threat", the giant dragon also raised its head, and its open wings rolled up billowing waves around; Almost all the rotten corpse demons close to it were forcibly torn into pieces, mixed with snowflakes and scattered around.

Bang -!

The skeleton dragon soared into the air and left a very regular hemispherical pit in place. The burst of air directly "bumped" the gray pupil boy, man and horse out.

"Lord Lucian --!"

Several demon hunters gathered around quickly.

"I'm fine!"

Struggling to get up, gasping heavily, Lucian frowned and looked up at the battle in the sky that had nothing to do with himself.

Two wild beasts soaring in the sky spread their wings and wrestled under the lead gray clouds with their sharp fangs and strong claws; The huge bodies kept going up and down, rushing towards each other with the strong wind.

The smooth body shape, rough but full of strength, the collision between limbs... Flip, cross, flip, cross, constantly yell and roar at each other

It seems that they are not fighting, but dancing. The sky of blood skeleton Valley is their dance floor... But they all want to kill their "dance partners" desperately.

"Lord Lucian, what the hell is going to happen..."

"Where are we now?"

The grey pupil boy coldly interrupted his subordinates: "how many cavalry soldiers rushed down together who didn't disperse or die in battle?"

"This..."

The demon hunters who clenched their teeth looked around on their horses: "we should... We should have rushed to the lowest part of the valley - but the avalanche covered all the original gentle slopes, and we couldn't see the road or the top of the mountain!"

"As for the cavalry, I can only see the people around me, about a third of them when they came... Er?"

"Then go and assemble them, assemble them all! Regroup, assemble as many people as possible, and then launch another charge. We rush back towards the valley and highland!"

Lucian turned on his horse and looked very firm: "our task is to defeat the first round of attack of the demon army as much as possible. Now the task has been reached and it's time to retreat."

"Don't forget the Duke's words. Trust your comrades in arms, protect your comrades in arms, and carry out every command and step... Do you understand?!"

"... I see."

Although unwilling, the demon hunter knew that Lucian was right - if all the cavalry were killed in the valley, the infantry would have to face hundreds of thousands of demon armies alone.

"Then follow me!"