Chapter 1628 Raiders (Ⅱ)

Baron Laval is worthy of being a new generation of famous generals born and bred in the empire's colonies after Lord Custis. He accurately grasped the opportunity of the chaotic situation of Master Fei and ordered "Snake Hand" Sharman and his two partners-"Nine-Headed Giants" The Demon "Skala" and the orc chief "The Ripper" Culkin - led the fearless orc mercenaries, using the front row of wither monsters as a cover to resist the hail of bullets, and continued to advance towards the front of the real man Fei.

Baron Laval himself, surrounded by the "Blue Lancers" of the personal guard, led the 3,000 cavalry to reinvigorate the morale, and followed the "Black Ax Mercenaries" to launch a full-scale counterattack—as if the tide that had just retreated was surging again , rushed to the embankment.

Seeing that the formation of his own troops was about to collapse, General Cornwallis could no longer maintain his calm and gentlemanly demeanor. He hurriedly urged his horse forward and personally supervised the battle to stabilize his position. At the same time, he ordered his adjutant, Major Mark Smith, to dispatch the army of mages to fight against it. Wither monster, get rid of this group of unexpected troublemakers as soon as possible.

"Army mage group" is just an inaccurate term. In fact, in this team composed of hundreds of arcane spellcasters, there are more warlocks than mages.

Especially in the current situation, warlocks known as "arcane turrets" usually have more spell slots than mages of the same level, and they don't need to prepare spells in advance, so they are more suitable than mages to play the role of providing fire support for troops.

A hundred arcane spellcasters followed Major Smith on a horse, passed between two adjacent infantry matrices, and arrived at the front line of the position.

Major Smith sat on the horseback, gave an order, and the followers on the left and right dismounted quickly, and erected tower shields on the spot, forming a row of thick shield walls to resist the flying needles shot by the Dry Needle Monster from the opposite side.

Relying on the defense provided by the shield wall, the group of hundreds of mages calmly recited incantations, made spell-casting gestures, and collectively blasted out the 3-ring "fireball technique"!

Hundreds of fireballs streaked across the air with shining trails one after another, hitting the group of wither monsters approaching within 200 yards, and the burst of flames enveloped the ground and dyed the sky red.

Wither monsters have outstanding advantages and disadvantages. They are not afraid of arrows and bullets, but like most living plants, they have the weakness of fearing fire. When attacked by fire magic, they suffer double damage, and dry branches and leaves are easily ignited. , continue to burn until reduced to a pile of ashes.

The fireball bombardment dealt heavy damage to the Blight, but it did not stop this group of evil plants that had no mind at all, let alone fear.

Some wither monsters were crushed by the fireball, but more wither monsters ran over the corpses of their companions, dragging burning branches, like many large torches, and continued to approach Master Fei's position.

"emission!"

Major Smith swung his saber, and the group of mages behind him unleashed the "fireball technique" collectively again.

The target of this round of attack was not only the wither monster, but also included the orc mercenaries following the wither monster within the bombing range, trying to use flames to create a "isolation zone" in front of the position, forcing the human troops on Midgard's side to attack. Retreat in the face of difficulties and give up the counterattack.

Joan observed the latest changes on the battlefield through the "Eagle Eye Technique", and couldn't help feeling anxious.

"My lord, if there are no other variables, most of the wither monsters and orc warriors of the Black Ax mercenary group may be wiped out during the march before they have time to engage with the enemy."

Lord Custis nodded, and looked at the young mage calmly: "There will inevitably be casualties in war, we can only try to avoid meaningless sacrifices, and it is worthwhile to exchange appropriate casualties for a victory, otherwise we will still be killed." What can I do?"

Qiao An vaguely felt that what Sir Alex was implying, but couldn't figure out what he meant for a while, so he simply gave up trying to figure out what the other party was thinking, and directly expressed his own plan.

"My lord, if I rush to support Sir Laval's troops now, at least I can restrain some arcane spellcasters of the enemy army, forcing them to have no time to cast spells to attack our army, and reduce our casualties on the way back."

"Dr. Vader, it's too dangerous for you to go to the front line alone." Heimdall couldn't help dissuading him, "You might as well wait a little longer, maybe Laval's troops can win the victory without your own action. "

Joan glanced at Heimdall, and an uncontrollable thought came to mind.

Of course he knew that Master Heimdall's persuasion was entirely out of good intentions, but considering that the other party was from the Volsung tribe who hated Baron Laval and the "Conqueror Order", it was hard to believe what he said Always stand in an impartial position.

Lord Custis seemed to be aware of Joan's concerns, and patted him on the shoulder, showing a gentle smile.

"If you have to go, I won't stop you, but you must remember to be safe."

"My lord, don't worry, I will take care of myself, please take care of yourself."

"Okay, kid, let's go, Heimdall and I look forward to seeing you shine on the battlefield."

The situation on the battlefield became more and more urgent. Joan had no time to delay, and hurriedly transformed into the form of Jotunheim Eagle, rushed out of the tent, fluttered his wings and flew into the air, blessed himself with the 4-ring "advanced invisibility", and the whole person blended into the A cloudless blue sky.

Heimdall watched Joann's figure disappear into the air, frowned his thick eyebrows, and turned to ask his master for instructions: "My lord, is this really okay? How about we follow to avoid accidents to Dr. Vader."

"Don't worry, Heimdall, that kid is born with luck. He is definitely not a short-lived person, but those who try to block his way will probably not end well."

Lord Custis asserted with conviction.

Heimdall half understood what he heard, but he knew that his master was the chosen one of the goddess of fate, Dimoss, and it was not surprising that he could see the changes in someone's fortune.

"My lord, even if Dr. Vader's safety is guaranteed, you shouldn't let him leave—this is different from what you planned in advance."

"Heimdall, I originally planned to take a spectator's position. Anyway, Laval is capable of defeating Cornwallis' troops without us taking action. It's just a loss of some mercenaries hired with money."

Lord Custis smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Although I am very clear that my thoughts are despicable, and I am a little sorry for the black ax mercenaries who live on the battlefield and do their duty...but frankly speaking, I really hope that those cultists who worship demons will die with the Fizen invaders. "

"Since this is the case, why don't you tell Dr. Vader your thoughts truthfully, and persuade him to wait patiently for the cultists and the invaders to lose both?" Heimdall looked at Lord Custis inexplicably, "With Dr. Vader's clever mind , I must be able to appreciate your painstaking efforts."