Chapter 699: Difficult Siege Battle

"What the hell is going on?"

The Alliance Army was shocked. No one expected that Field, who had been retreating, would suddenly do this.

"Swoosh~"

The shadow attacked like a ghost, and the two cavalrymen on Swarro's left flew backwards. Screams were heard from the front. Half of a soldier's body was broken. The soldier next to him was so scared that his pants were wet in a moment.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Swarro blushed: "It's evil magic. It would be better if there was a blessing from the Holy Light. The whole army is pressing forward. The enemy's evil magic can't defeat us. Kill."

Although the artillery was extremely terrifying, the soldiers had also seen magic, and they still barely maintained their formation, pushing the battering ram and killing towards the city wall.

"My Lord, we should retreat. The enemy has used unprecedented magic." Donovan, the chosen one of the family, blasted away the incoming shells with his bare hands and frowned, saying, "We don't have enough siege equipment. If we rush in..."

"Enough, bring the troops to press on." Swarro was furious.

This feeling was like an adult challenging a kid in public, and was beaten to tears by a punch.

The strong sense of humiliation made him want to explode on the spot.

"Attack, I will occupy this fortress today."

"Boom boom boom!"

The soldiers on the wall fired wave after wave according to the command.

Although the novice artillery made many mistakes and the aiming was a mess.

But the enemy was so dense that even a wrong shot could cause casualties. Under the repeated bombings, corpses were everywhere under the wall, and screams were everywhere.

After advancing three or four hundred meters, the city defense catapults and magic towers on the city wall opened fire.

More intensive firepower came from all directions.

The serfs could no longer bear the fear and casualties, and ran around in panic, some forward, some backward, in great chaos.

"Don't run, whoever runs will be killed."

The supervisory team hacked wildly in the rear, and the slave soldiers were completely desperate. Both the enemy and us were killing them.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh~" The soldiers on the city wall shot out a continuous rain of arrows like locusts.

Some of these arrows were equipment from the border arsenal, and some were made of corrupted trees in the Night Territory. Once scratched, ordinary people would be infected immediately.

Under the dense firepower network of artillery, catapults, magic towers and arrows.

The alliance army fell down almost like wheat being cut, and fell to the ground one after another, and couldn't even touch the corner of the city wall. The soldiers on the city wall who were ready to smash stones and pour boiling manure water had sore hands, and they didn't have a chance to throw them down.

Swarro's mind buzzed, and he immediately recalled his past memories.

At that time, 30,000 to 40,000 people of the Shadow Church besieged the border fortress and were killed in a sea of ​​blood.

After he took the credit, he subconsciously thought that he was in charge. Then he remembered that the Shadow Cult was defeated by the Night Army, not him!

Donovan led a team of 300 elite soldiers, and with the cover of three huge battering rams, they just passed through the fire network.

The little fox couldn't help it: "Leave this cannon to me, let me try the overloaded cannon. Second-level divine skill, clever overload!"

The fox artifact merged the cannon, and a fox cannon the size of an off-road vehicle was slowly set up on the wall, emitting a terrifying divine pressure.

"Buzz~"

The artifact-quality cannon instantly drained the surrounding divine power and the little fox's divine power.

The terrifying orange-yellow shells fell, and the frontmost battering ram was blown up to the sky with people and vehicles, and a large number of soldiers in the car were directly blown to pieces. The power of the artifact cannon did not decrease, and it blew a battering ram behind it 20 to 30 meters away.

The remaining battering ram was frightened and stopped. The soldiers inside jumped out one after another, without any hesitation, and immediately fled.

As soon as Donovan showed his head, various stones, arrows, and magic bullets fell, and his divine power consumption soared.

He quickly used the artifact short axe to block the original annihilation blasted by Feiluominai.

Feeling his scalp tingling, Donovan did not dare to show off, and turned around and ran. The firepower of the enemy fortress was a bit exaggerated.

As soon as the chosen retreated, the soldiers attacking the city were relieved and turned around and ran.

The tragedy was that they were bombarded when they advanced, and they were also bombarded when they retreated. The barrels of the artillery were fired hot.

"Humph, this is it, and he is still a famous earl of the empire." Field nodded with satisfaction and quickly ordered, "Cool the gun body, Black Feather leads the infantry and cavalry artillery to the river to set up."

"Snow Lion Knights, follow me to chase and kill the fleeing soldiers!"

The artillery only destroyed the morale, and the pursuit still depended on the cavalry.

At this time, the Svaro coalition had completely collapsed. Everyone was running back frantically, and the unfortunate slaves or free people were knocked over and trampled to death by their own knights from time to time.

Swarro wanted the troops to evacuate in an orderly manner, but there were cries of crying everywhere, and no orders could be heard at all. Swarro could only let his guards lead them away.

The dense crowd had just escaped the range of the artillery, and everyone was still in shock.

Don't give them a chance to calm down.

"Enemy attack, the enemy cavalry is chasing us!"

"Mom, everyone run."

Hearing someone wailing in the back row, Swarro turned his head and almost got scared.

With the low and terrifying horn sound of the Night Army, the gate of the fortress opened, and they rushed out of the fortress in a black crowd. The armor was more complete than the elite of the empire, and the neighing of the war horses was extremely terrifying.

Almost as long as it took to drink a sip of water, the plain was full of the galloping Night Army cavalry, and the roar of killing was deafening.

"So many cavalry?"

Swarro was dumbfounded. As an earl, he had gathered all the cavalry, including the entourage and scouts, and there were only more than 800 people.

The night cavalry in front of him, a casual glance, were all fighting knights.

"Despicable Ross family, shameless Serge, we have been deceived, this is a trap."

Swarro almost vomited blood. He gave a lot of money to Serge, the eldest son of the Ross family, but he didn't expect him to break the contract. With so many fighting knights, the Ross family must have done their best.

"Quick, set up a long spear formation to block the cavalry." Swarro almost shouted.

However, the soldiers who were stunned by the explosion felt the sound of horseshoes like an earthquake. Blocking is bullshit, just run away.

Field drove the warhorse and raised the lance in his hand.

The cavalry regiment behind him immediately swept in, like the two wings of a bird, and set up a cone attack formation: "Attack!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The iron cavalry exploded, and all the cavalry were charging.

The night led the cavalry, like a flood that broke through the dam, fiercely chiseled into the chaotic crowd of the coalition army from the rear, splashing countless blood waves.

Just one charge, the coalition army collapsed again and again.

Like a flock of sheep, they allowed the cavalry to chase and kill them.

Field could easily draw his gun or swing his sword to easily harvest heads. Anyway, the enemies all had their backs to him, so he just followed them and killed them all the way, which was very comfortable.

The swords of the Snow Lion Cavalry Regiment flew up and down, leaving corpses everywhere they passed.