Chapter 220 The True Ruler [Subscribe]

The sound of metal clashing, every sound seemed to hit everyone's heart.

It was like the footsteps of the god of death, following step by step and pressing step by step.

This kind of uneasy moment is often more frightening than the real bloody fight.

The unknown wait did not last too long, in fact, everyone already had the answer in their hearts.

"Bang!"

The black wooden door reinforced by steel beams was suddenly broken open.

The thick steel beam twisted instantly, and the wood chips flew back into the castle hall.

The first to break in was a drooling, crazy bear goblin warrior.

It was covered with wounds, and it fell down after taking the first step.

But what followed was a larger number of monsters!

The body of the bear goblin warrior was soon trampled into a pool of meat by his companions.

The Minotaur holding the broken log slapped his bleeding chest with one arm, and charged with his head down with red eyes.

Behind it, there are more minotaurs trying to squeeze into the gate with brute force. The broken door is knocked away by their strong arms. Fortunately, the castle has enough height, otherwise these guys would have a hard time squeezing in.

Facing the bull-headed demons charging, the garrison in the front row is under great pressure.

The body sizes of the two sides are completely unequal.

The height of the minotaurs is generally more than three meters, not only taller than humans, but also stronger.

The garrison holds a spear and shield, with a two-meter-long spear in their hands tilted, with the end against the ground, posing a chevaux de frise, and standing shields in front. There are 24 people on each layer, and a total of three layers form a line of defense, just blocking the position of the gate facing the castle hall.

This is a typical anti-shock battle formation, suitable for the current situation of defending.

There are crossbowmen and spellcasters on standby in the back.

A sufficiently strong counterattack can be launched in a smaller defense zone.

These crossbowmen are all elites trained by Bangcheng.

They all hold rune-enhanced stepping steel crossbows.

This steel crossbow is a standard military product of the Kingdom of Duroya and is also a controlled product of the kingdom.

It is extremely powerful and can easily penetrate the rune armor of the same level.

When shooting at a rider, it is even possible to achieve the effect of "both the rider and the rider are crushed".

There are only more than a hundred such steel crossbows in Magtan City, which can barely arm a squadron of elite crossbowmen.

At this time, most of them are concentrated in the castle to participate in this crucial defensive battle.

The crossbow is much easier to use than the longbow.

In the ancient Middle Ages of Blue Star, it once threatened the high-ranking knights.

The Knights had repeatedly asked the church to ban the use of this weapon, but in the end it did not stop the pace of the times, and the crossbowmen gradually became an independent branch of the army.

A farmer who grows crops has the opportunity to kill a knight in heavy armor with a crossbow after only a few days of training. This is simply a naked insult to the knight class.

Of course, Naroa is not completely equivalent to the Middle Ages of Blue Star.

But the well-made standard military crossbow is still an absolute controlled product of the kingdom.

The powerful steel crossbow achieved impressive results at this moment.

The thumb-thick crossbow arrows became more penetrating after being attached with magic elements, and the concentrated shooting in a cramped position could break the defense of the minotaur.

The first round of attack was easily blocked, and the minotaur fell one after another before they rushed to the spear and shield formation.

But this was just the beginning.

The monsters' offensive was like a wave, and they almost came one after another.

And the places that were attacked were not just the front door.

Whether it was the back door next to the castle garden or the side door where the maids often walked in and out, they were invaded.

Those petite monsters did not even let go of the windows.

Although the castle had already blocked these loopholes in advance, they were still invasion points after all.

In the direction of the hall, the second wave of monsters that launched the attack were two-headed ogres and minotaurs.

This time the minotaurs learned their lesson, and they blocked the broken logs in their hands in front of them to cover the two-headed ogres.

When the front row of minotaurs were beaten into sieves by steel crossbows and magic.

The strong and powerful two-headed ogre suddenly jumped up again.

They came to the front of the spear formation and stomped on the ground!

The stone castle ground shook suddenly, and the chaotic magic turned into a black shock wave and rippled out.

This made the first team of spear and shield garrison unstable.

After falling to the ground, the two-headed ogre took advantage of the situation and rushed in, stepping hard on the shield.

The garrison who was trampled was immediately injured and vomited blood.

The next moment, his arm was torn off.

One of the heads of the ferocious two-headed ogre bit the arm that was still spurting blood, and the other head smiled and waved the tree stick, and the surging brute force broke the body protection magic, and the head was blown up like a blood gourd.

The second team quickly stabbed out the spear, but the damage it could bring was very limited.

And with just a slight delay, the third and fourth waves of monsters poured into the hall.

The dozens of crossbowmen guarding here had no time to re-string their crossbows, and the chanting of spells could not keep up with the rhythm of the monsters pouring in.

The direction formed by the three teams of garrison spear and shield warriors was too weak to face the impact of the monsters.

In addition, the minotaur and the two-headed ogre were both third-level monsters known for their defense. If they did not care about losses and were fearless of death, it would only be a matter of time before they broke through the defense line.

If they could hold out for one more round, they would have taken advantage of the terrain.

Seeing the first team being broken through, the warriors were ruthlessly slaughtered.

Baron Besos was determined to live and die.

He lowered his eyes, his expression became indifferent.

In the face of an absolute life-and-death crisis, status, wealth, women and other desires and pursuits became unimportant.

After years of pampering, he almost forgot his past glory.

Born in a poor noble family, Bezos has shouldered the mission of revitalizing the Chibman family since he was a child.

For this reason, the young Baron Bezos studied hard and practiced hard, and had a silver-level magic element cultivation early on.

And he successfully won the heart of Miss Finley, Zuzana Finley.

Magtan City is the dowry given by the Finley family.

You must know that the Chibman family was very poor at the time and had lost the barony long ago.

After obtaining Magtan City, the Chibman family finally restored its glory.

All of this is due to the efforts of Baron Bezos.

It is undeniable that his rise is inseparable from this bowl of hard-earned soft rice.

But it must be admitted that being able to eat soft rice also depends on ability.

Otherwise, how could he stand out from so many competitors?

After all, the Finley family is not stupid, and the selection of future sons-in-law is also checked by the head of the family.

In fact, Baron Bezos is not a fool among the nobles of the human kingdom of Naroa.

In recent years, Magtan City has been very successful under his management.

Baron Bezos, whose fighting spirit is ignited in his heart, is no longer afraid and has no pressure.

He roared with his sword, strode forward with his head held high, and blocked the front line.

He swung his two-handed sword in a circle, and his whole body burst with magic, and he swung the sword vigorously without considering the consumption.

Such a desperate posture temporarily forced back the two-headed ogre who rushed to the front.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that the burst cannot last.

This is just the last spark of Baron Bezos's life.

Influenced by this, the garrison troops were like chicken blood, with an inexplicable flame burning in their chests.

Nothing can motivate subordinates more than leading by example.

Under the influence of Baron Bezos, the resistance in the hall became much more intense.

In just one or two minutes.

One by one, the garrisons fell down in blood, and there were fewer and fewer comrades around them, but more and more monsters.

At this moment, Baron Bezos's vision was blurred, and the magic in his body was being consumed violently.

His left arm was twisted abnormally, and there was a gap in the sword in his hand. The dark and sticky magic blood flowed along the sword and dripped on the ground.

The fierce fight caused the sword to be worn out seriously.

He turned sideways to avoid the hook of the poisonous tail scorpion, and then he was hit by the tree stick of the two-headed ogre.

After being attacked many times, the magic in his body was finally exhausted.

This stick hit him against the wall.

The strong impact made him spit out large mouthfuls of blood.

Next to him was a mural that fell from the wall, on which he was wearing a lord's uniform.

Baron Bezos smiled bitterly, and the blood flowing from his forehead blurred his eyes.

Through the corner of his eye, he saw the ogre walking towards him.

There was no resistance, no impassioned last words, he just felt very tired and closed his eyes calmly.

Just as he was welcoming the arrival of death, a melodious horn sounded.

"Woo woo woo!"

This horn sound was continuous, both a charge and a dirge.

Before he died, he was hurriedly helped up by the garrison who came from the corridor.

At this time, the hall had already become a hell on earth.

Broken limbs and various colors of blood mixed together, wetting the soft carpet.

It became particularly noisy outside the castle, as if thousands of people were shouting at the same time.

The influx of monsters seemed to be curbed.

The garrison that was supposed to be guarding the second floor all rushed to the hall and barely resisted the invasion.

"What's going on?"

Baron Bessos retreated to the second floor with his men.

"Reinforcements! Our reinforcements have arrived!"

"Mrs. Zuzana asked us to go downstairs to support the defense of the hall!"

The garrison sergeant who was responsible for supporting him said excitedly.

But Baron Besos frowned, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked with some doubts.

"Reinforcements?"

"Is it reinforcements from the second circle of defense?"

After the defense line was divided, the limited manpower of the garrison had long been stretched to the limit.

The sergeant shook his head and answered with a sigh.

"Most of the rats...are street rats."

"And the adventurers and mercenaries who had withdrawn from the temporary defense line and volunteered to join the war."

"In addition, the president of the Magic Association also led the tower guards to support."

"She seems to have been promoted..."

At this point, the sergeant paused for a moment before adding.

"Oh, sir, the Blacksmith Association has also sent those big iron carts for support!"

"The total number of reinforcements has exceeded 50,000!"

"And a large number of civilians who originally lived in the third circle have also come to support spontaneously!"

The sergeant was excited, and Baron Besos was dazed.

The long-term class isolation made him almost forget that there were street rats and civilians in Bang City.

As the Baron of Bang City, he rarely took these two forces into account when considering many things.

Only Chen Xuan would advocate uniting all forces when Magtan City encountered a crisis.

Now, his integration has finally shown results.

The Baron Castle was attacked, and the second circle of defense was facing the invasion of monsters from the outside.

The two major black street forces, the Broken Finger Gang and the Coolie Mule, decided to support the castle decisively.

In addition, the adventurers and mercenaries who had fought in the temporary defense line before and rested after retreating formed a huge support force.

In addition, the Blacksmith Association and the Mage Association also took action.

The modified tanks, chariots and bulldozers formed a horizontal convoy.

Led by the president Iron Maniac Wormish, he led the blacksmiths of all levels in the association to kill in groups.

Anqila Lord, who successfully broke through to the fourth-level spellcaster, also led dozens of tower guard mages from the Magic Association to come to support.

It was said before that the support of the garrison was just a delivery, because there was no advantage in quantity or quality, but the situation was different at this moment.

The black street rats and urban civilians, as well as those adventurers and mercenaries, were not as strong as the garrison in terms of per capita strength.

But the number was much larger.

There were more than 30,000 members under the two major black street forces alone.

In addition, there were more than 10,000 adventurers and mercenaries.

Among them, all major ethnic groups are present.

They are used to fighting in small teams, which is suitable for harassing attacks from the outside.

This level of numbers is enough to constitute the conditions for a preliminary counterattack.

Baron Besos was in a complicated mood. He found that he seemed to have never really ruled Magtan City.

After being sent to the second floor, the warlock who mastered the healing technique hurried to his side.

Baron Besos staggered to the window while enduring the pain in his body.

Through the window of the castle, he saw a large number of Magtan citizens fighting bloody battles outside.

Those street rats wearing simple leather armor and holding short blades flexibly divided and attacked the monster groups outside.

The light of magic shone in the crowd, and different magic skills were performed at this moment.

They were like sponges, successfully sticking to the back of the monster group!

In one direction, the people of the Blacksmith Association were relying on those magic-modified chariots to advance steadily step by step.

The magic-modified tanks fired forward from time to time.

The smoothbore cannon spewed out gunpowder and light, and each time it could explode a ball of fire in the monster.

The bulldozer with the added solid rune was like an iron rhino, driving steadily in the front.

Not afraid of the two-headed ogre's tree stick,

the track made a "rumbling" friction sound, the diesel engine roared and spewed black smoke, and it pushed forward firmly against the monster.

The machine gun of the wheeled armored vehicle fired with it, plowing a bloody road.

In this case, the blacksmiths only needed to make up for the knife around.

However, the most eye-catching thing at the scene was the north direction of the castle.

There was a rain of fire falling from the sky, falling on the monster group and burning a large area of ​​black smoke.

The people of the Magic Association and thousands of scattered adventurers formed a temporary team and rushed to the castle from that direction.

The horn was still blowing, and Baron Besos had already burst into tears.

Don't worry, the protagonist is not in hiding, it's just a two-line operation, the timeline is superimposed, it's normal to have a plot without the protagonist, there are only about 30,000 plots before and after, and even if the protagonist explodes on the spot, the world will continue to turn, rough words but true.

Even if the protagonist does not personally participate in this plot, the plot line and context are closely related to the protagonist.

The protagonist is not Sun Wukong, who can split a bunch of monkeys and grandchildren to handle two worlds simultaneously

Preview, the protagonist will be back in the next chapter or the next two chapters.

PS: The above is still explained to a certain reader