Chapter 1375 Despair-1

Amidst the reverberation of the heavy artillery, all the Aotian warriors in the first row were reduced to ashes. Their huge shields had been burned red by the artillery fire. No matter how powerful their bodies were, they could not withstand the continuous baptism of the divine cannons. The smoke and dust billowed, covering the sky. The sun was blocked, and the sound of killing could be heard in the distance, and the tribesmen behind them began to attack even more crazily.

"Block!"

Huaqiang and a jug of wine carried a spear, turned on the divine form and flew in the air, loudly ordering the Autumn Harvest Army outside the city to organize defense. All the heavy shield soldiers in the front row set up their shields, and the spearmen in the rear held up long spears of at least three meters long. The spear protrudes forward and touches the ground. This is the only way they can think of to stop it.

"Aotian sets out to bring peace to the world!"

A giant warrior covered in blood rushed over madly, his legs were quickly shot with arrows, he knelt down with a "plop" and crawled forward, waving the broad sword in his hand to sweep away a group of heavy shield soldiers. came, but his abdomen was quickly stabbed by more than a dozen spears at the same time. A long-sword soldier of the Autumn Harvest Army flew a knife. The abdomen of the proud warrior was completely cut open, and his intestines and blood flowed out. The scene was incomparable. cruel.

But more defense zones have been slowly broken through. The giant warriors of the Aotian tribe brandished their weapons and rushed into the crowd of the Autumn Harvest Army. They faced the firepower of many long-range players in the city and charged back and forth until They fell to the ground and died after running out of energy and blood. It seemed that these Aotian soldiers had no fear of death at all.

"crazy!"

Yan Zhao Wushuang frowned and held the sword tightly. He suddenly transformed into his divine form and flew out. Almost coincidentally, Wan'er, Dongcheng, Li Mu and others also transformed into their divine form and rushed over. Behind the giant warrior of the Aotian Clan, We all know that their eyes are their only weakness, and shooting their eyes out is enough to make them kill each other.

On the city wall, Lingluo held a long bow and shot a giant warrior's left eye with a "whoosh" sound. He quickly shot another arrow and successfully shot again. He also blinded his right eye while shooting at a group of dark moon spirits behind him. The archer said: "Shoot their eyes, don't attack the rest of them!"

The Dark Moon Spirit girls are all naturally gifted archers with extraordinary archery skills. Suddenly, arrows were flying across the city, blinding the Aotian warriors who arrived at the city area one by one. Coupled with the roar of heavy artillery, I actually saw it faintly. There is hope of holding on.

"puff!"

The light of the Butterfly Sword directly penetrated the neck of a blind Aotian warrior. He raised his swords and quickly struck a few more times. The head of this Aotian warrior fell sideways. I actually finished it. Beheading.

Not far away, Lin Wan'er and Dong Chengyue cooperated to kill an Aotian warrior. A little further away, Matcha activated her god form and flew in an S-curve in the air to swim among the five Aotian warriors. Continuously launching attacks to contain the opponent, but being able to perfectly miss the opponent's attacks is so skillful. Xiaoyao's technical and tactical operations are indeed unparalleled in the world. Even top players such as Wenjian, Fang Geque and I have this point. Have to admit.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise in the distance, and I turned around quickly: "What's wrong?"

Yan Zhao Wushuang said loudly: "It's not good, a giant opened a big hole near the east city gate. Xiaoyao, please take people there quickly. There are at least 30,000 troops of the Aotian tribe over there. They can't hold it anymore!"

"Um!"

I flew away quickly and shouted loudly: "God-level dragon-slaying player, follow me!"

Behind us, Lin Wan'er, Dong Chengyue, Matcha, Li Mu, Wang Jian, Death Elegy, One Second Hero and others flew over one after another. A large group of people followed the edge of the city wall and rushed eastward. When we arrived, we saw a few The fierce warriors of the Aotian tribe were wielding their battle axes to chop down the city wall. Every time the ax hit, huge rocks flew out, and large holes quickly appeared on the city wall.

"Fight in!"

An Aotian warrior holding a long sword sank down and smashed through the city wall!

"Peng!"

He rolled and crawled inside the city, roaring and waving his long sword and chopping a group of unprepared Sky Army soldiers into pieces. I flew over in a hurry and said loudly: "Wan'er, Dongcheng, you lead people to guard the outside of the city, inside Leave this to me!"

"good!"

Everyone flew outside the city to intercept and kill the giants who were trying to attack in succession, while I rushed into the city with my sword in hand, volleyed in the air and slashed violently with the wind. The sword light penetrated directly into the giant's neck, bringing out a swarm of waves. The blood in a blink of an eye knocked out his energy and blood. Once again, he was beheaded by riding a thousand horses. The blood spattered and flowed like a stream. A group of Sky Army soldiers looked on dumbfounded. Soon, He knelt down and said, "His Royal Highness King Xiaoyao!"

"Continue fighting."

I said simply, turned around and rushed outside the city, only to see that nearly 30,000 Autumn Harvest troops outside the city were about to be wiped out. In addition, in order to prevent the giants from approaching the city wall, many players jumped out of the city to fight and were killed. , there are so many corpses, this ghost town may really become a ghost town.

"Bang!"

There was another loud noise, and a gate on the east city wall was blasted open again. It was a giant warrior holding a heavy war hammer. A soldier of the Aotian clan, his individual combat effectiveness is more than ten times that of ours!

There was a feeling of powerlessness in his heart, but he still carried the long sword and fought over to fill the gap for the defenders of the Royal Forest Army. On the city wall, Song Han quickly led a large group of Melting God cavalry to kill them, and jumped off the city wall one by one. Acting as a mt outside the city to hold back the Aotian tribe's troops, preventing them from continuing to attack the city wall. The walls of this ghost city are already riddled with holes, and I'm afraid they will all collapse if there is another attack.

If we didn't have the advantage of the city wall, we would have been wiped out if we fought on the ground.

The Aotian tribe has too much advantage in ground combat. The era when the Chinese cavalry was the best in the world has actually passed. Now the strongest ground combat force is undoubtedly the Aotian tribe. Not to mention their powerful cavalry, their infantry alone is enough to dominate the continent.

Amid the sound of the drums, the Aotian cavalry appeared again in the distance. As a last resort, we could only continue to order the heavy artillery to lock and attack remotely, and not let them get close to the city wall.

At this time, the city gate suddenly opened, and a group of cavalry players rushed out.

"What's going on?" I asked loudly.

Ye Lai flew in the air with a battle axe and explained: "They are from a famous family. They don't want to be trapped in the city like this. They would rather choose to fight to the death outside the city..."

"Damn it, this is suicide!" I cursed, but there was nothing I could do. Everyone has their own ambitions, and I could only watch them die.

Lei Lifengxing is indeed a man. He led about 30,000+ cavalry players from famous families to rush out, bypassing the infantry of the Aotian tribe and heading straight for their cavalry. He saw the opportunity. The cavalry of the Aotian tribe was not large. There were no more than 100 cavalry in the east. Although they were cavalry riding war beasts, their combat effectiveness should be very average, right?

The next moment, the facts slapped us in the face. 200+ cavalry players from famous families surrounded an Aotian war beast cavalry and attacked fiercely, but were killed by the opponent's war beast with continuous roars and attacks. In a blink of an eye, all 200+ players died, but the Aotian war beast cavalry still had 40% of its health!

I was soaked in icy despair, and my voice was trembling: "What the hell is this?"

Wan'er shook her head and said: "There is definitely no chance in close combat. We must use the dragon crystal cannon to kill them remotely. I just saw that the heavy artillery's armor-breaking attack has an additional damage bonus to the war beast cavalry. One shot will do at least 400w attack damage, and about 15 hits can kill one, which is much more efficient than the player's death in battle."

"Yeah."

I nodded heavily and said: "The heavy artillery focuses fire and only aims at the war beast cavalry to attack. Don't waste shells!"

Jingyin clasped his fists: "Yes, Your Highness!"

...

Soon, several gaps were broken in the south wall, and the situation became precarious.

Fortunately, the Aotian tribe also suffered a lot of losses. At least more than 50,000 Aotian tribe warriors fell under the city, and piles of corpses were beginning to smell rotten.

The siege lasted for nearly 5 hours before it ended. The conch horn sounded in the distance, and the Aotian tribe's army dispersed like a tide. They gave up the attack on the city.

But our losses were too great. The four walls were full of the bodies of players and NPC troops. The war damage had reached an unbearable level.

…

Yan Zhao Wushuang held the bloody long sword and sat on the bluestone in the city in a daze. He almost took a few puffs of dry tobacco to relieve his worries.

"How many people do we have left?" he asked silently.

I stood aside and said, "There are less than 150,000 players left, and about 300,000 NPC troops left. The total number has been reduced to less than half."

"Oh..." He murmured in response, his eyes a little dazed, and said, "I didn't expect that after I took over your position as the Great Swordsman, I would fight so badly in the first battle. This is a miserable defeat..."

I laughed: "Facing an unknown opponent, it's okay to lose. It's nothing. Just don't let everyone die here."

"Well..."

In the city, there are wounded soldiers everywhere. We still have 300,000 NPC soldiers left, but there are many wounded soldiers among them. We must let them recover their combat effectiveness as soon as possible, otherwise we may not be able to resist the next wave of attack from the Aotian tribe.

Han Yuan, Xiao Li, Jing Yin, Long Yan, Xia Ye and other generals of the Imperial Guards stood on my left and right, waiting for my orders.

"Your Highness, we have sent people to remove the huge stones of the cathedral to repair the damaged city wall, but it will take time, at least two days to completely repair it." Jingyin was a little worried: "I am a little worried that the Aotian tribe may not give us this time."

I nodded: "It's okay, just do your best to repair it."

"Yes!"

I asked again: "How is the reserve of heavy artillery shells?"

Han Yuan said: "There are more than half left, Your Highness, don't worry."

"Well, that's good..."

I thought about it and said: "Send half of the remaining War Eagle Cavalry Scouts out to find an exit on the northern border. We must rush out and leave here as soon as possible, instead of being trapped here."

Xia Ye clasped his fists: "Yes, Your Highness, I will do it right away!"