Chapter 95

Somewhere on the battlefield, on an old and mottled large stone arch bridge, the sound of shouting and killing was loud, and a large-scale battle for the bridge was going on fiercely.

"Your Excellencies, the two captains, the three joint heavy infantry squadrons who served as the vanguard were wiped out again! The three squadron leaders are dead!"

On the bridge with a width of more than 20 meters, a blue-patterned armored messenger with a sky full of magic and arrows staggered all the way, ran in front of two middle-aged Holy Night commanders, both with beards, and shouted report.

"His grandma, Your Excellency Viscount Pumice, the losses of our two brigades are too serious. I don't think we should withdraw first."

One of the bearded commanders wiped the blood on his face, looking quite embarrassed.

"Hey, Lord Baron Honggen is right, that's all there is to it. The lethality of the opponent's heavy crossbowmen is indeed extraordinary, and their commanders are also two third-tier marksmen with perfect accuracy."

Another short-bearded commander with an arrow wound on his left shoulder spat, a little bit unwillingly said: "If these two people hit the vitals at the same time, even us who are both third-tier powerhouses, I'm afraid we will be killed on the spot. !"

"Notice, the whole army will retreat!" Immediately afterwards, the two commanders of the Holy Night Army said to the messengers around them one after another.

"Decree!" I saw a young orderly soldier who had just raised his bowed body.

In the next second, a sharp arrow pierced through his battle helmet, and in an instant, blood spattered everywhere, nailing him fiercely to the bridge rail not far away.

...

In this way, the two retreated to a safe place for a while with the rest of the troops.

Not far away, dust gradually rose and scattered in all directions.

Not long after, a new army appeared in front of the two of them.

"It turned out to be His Excellency Baron Yess."

Seeing the person coming, the two commanders stepped forward to say hello.

"Your Excellency Viscount Pumice, Your Excellency Baron Honggen, you two have worked hard."

Looking at the two long-established third-tier aristocrats in the holy night country, Baron Yess bowed politely and said: "The next battle for the bridge can be left to my brigade.

The two seniors should take a good rest for a while. I will leave the priests behind to help the two soldiers recover their strength as soon as possible. "

After speaking, Baron Yess smiled confidently, and led the people towards the bridge without looking back.

"Wait! The method on the other side is very vicious, it's better for the three of us to work together..."

Before the short-bearded commander could finish speaking, Baron Yess had disappeared.

Shaking his head helplessly, the short-bearded commander said: "Oh, young people nowadays are always so ignorant, even if they want to take credit, they have to weigh it. How much do you have?"

"Your Excellency, the Viscount is right. Even our two brigades can't capture the bridge. What role can he play with an understaffed brigade?"

On the other side, the bearded commander showed a look of disdain, and chuckled lightly: "Hehe, it seems that it won't be long before that kid will be crying and begging us two uncles for help."

After speaking, the two began to laugh.

Just when the two were secretly complacent, it didn't take long before several scouts in light armor galloped from the direction of the bridge one after another.

I saw the leader get off his horse and trot all the way to the two of them, and reported: "Your Excellencies, the two captains, the mixed magic warfare team led by Baron Yess successfully captured the bridge and killed the enemy. Fang's two third-tier commanders beheaded!"

"What?!"

Hearing this, the long-bearded commander who was pouring down a cowhide water bag spat out all the water in one gulp, coughing violently, with an incredulous expression on his face.

Immediately, the short-bearded commander, who was also stunned on the spot beside him, began to stare wide-eyed.

...

In this way, with the help of Lei Xiao, the mixed magic warfare brigade led by Baron Yess and female knight Kara can be said to be in full swing.

Just as Lei Xiao had predicted at the beginning, with his strong intervention, the delicate balance that had been maintained between the two armies was gradually being broken.

On the huge battlefield, the balance of victory has begun to slowly tilt to the side of the counterattack Holy Night Army.

Just in response to the old saying, one hair can move the whole body.

...

Somewhere on the battlefield, there is the base camp of the Lengyan Army and the large tent of the Chinese Army.

I saw more than a dozen unremarkable black tents surrounding this large handsome tent.

Inside each black tent, there is a group of magicians sitting together, closing their eyes and concentrating, continuously supplying magic power to the magic crystal suspended in mid-air.

Judging from the breath, the strength of these magicians is above the second rank, and even a considerable part has reached the peak level of the second rank.

Looking carefully, there are strange light blue lines all over the ground around the magic crystal, leading directly to the central handsome tent and other black tents.

Indistinctly, a gigantic shield flickered over the large tent of the Chinese army and more than ten black tents.

This is a large defensive magic circle.

In the handsome tent in the center, an old man with white beard and hair, with his eyes closed, sat cross-legged in the top position.

On his body is a set of pure white heavy armor weighing at least a hundred catties. Judging from its splendor, it is obviously much better than the rare third-tier equipment.

And in his lower head position, there are two rows of fully armed and astonishingly strong men standing respectively.

Among them, the weakest ones also have Tier 3 levels, and the two leading ones have even reached Tier 4 levels that most strong people can't touch in their entire lives.

Although compared with other people, there is no energy fluctuation around the old man.

But it is not difficult to see from the respectful eyes of everyone that he is the absolute leader here.

"Master Bai, the situation on the battlefield seems a little weird."

I saw a middle-aged Tier 3 powerhouse with scars on his face and wearing leather armor. He stood up and said, "My subordinate just received a report that the powerful Holy Night Army brigade has killed our side again. Two third-tier captains."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged Tier 3 powerhouse unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of spit, and continued: "After the bridge, the opponent once again captured a key stronghold of our side, and the defending soldiers are all wiped out!"

"What?"

Hearing this, all the powerhouses began to whisper to each other.

"In this way, the opponent's brigade has already killed seven of our third-tier commanders in total, right? The two brats who have just advanced to the third-tier not long ago have such strength?"

"Could it be... that the opponent's Tier 4 powerhouse is dispatched?"

"Impossible! All the internal and external lines were not reported, and the opponent has a fourth-order powerhouse appearing on the battlefield!"

"Furthermore, the strength of the fourth-rank and above powerhouses of the enemy and us is evenly matched. There are three of them, and they are in a delicate state of check and balance. As long as one party dares to dispatch a single fourth-rank powerhouse, the other party will definitely attack in groups. .”

"That's right, therefore, the other party is naturally the same as us, and will not dispatch fourth-order powerhouses at will!"

"If that's the case, then what's going on with all this?!"