Chapter 163

It all seemed like a long time, but in fact, it took less than a minute from the first shell hitting the coalition army outside the city.

Weiwei aimed at Anqi who was about to evacuate and directly released the bowstring.

The bow was like thunder, and the string was like thunder.

A seventh-level warrior who practiced both magic and martial arts, plus this magic longbow made by a demigod.

This arrow may not have the AOE effect of a rocket, but in terms of single-target lethality, it is much stronger than these rockets and shells. Even an adult dragon has to temporarily avoid the edge.

Not to mention Anqi.

Anqi, who was about to retreat after helping the priest, felt like a thorn in her back the moment Weiwei shot the arrow. The seventh-level warrior's foresight of danger saved her life again.

At the moment Weiwei shot the arrow, Anqi abandoned the monster mount under him and dodged to the side.

Cry~!

The shriek of the air being torn apart was like the cry of a phoenix, and the monster mount hit by this arrow froze in place.

The next moment, it exploded into a blood mist, and not even a complete bone could be found.

An Qi was shocked, and at this time he could not care about his gentle and dignified image.

He rolled again before he could stand firm, and dodged another arrow.

Weiwei on the wall was not in a hurry.

Although the longbow made by the demigod in her hand was powerful, she was only at the seventh level after all, and the Anqi on the opposite side was also at the seventh level.

If she wanted to kill the opponent with this bow without other means, it would be a bit short.

Her shooting was just to delay time and not give An Qi a chance to escape.

The large-scale AOE was still behind!

An Qi obviously guessed Weiwei's plan, but under the suppression of this longbow, she could only dodge continuously and was restricted to the spot, and had no time to escape.

Otherwise, if she was shot with an arrow, she would be seriously injured if she didn't die.

Sure enough, when Weiwei shot the fourth arrow, dozens of rockets accompanied by the whistling of the air hit An Qi directly.

Weiwei's arrow just happened to interrupt Anqi's action of taking out magic props.

Because she was notified in advance and knew that this was a big guy, after shooting the last arrow, Weiwei didn't think twice and directly hit the city wall with a defensive magic.

Several other high-level magicians on the city wall also cast the same magic.

The next moment, the first two big guys landed.

Out of respect for the powerful people in the magic world, the command post used the 750mm rocket with the largest caliber that the 191 rocket launcher could launch to attack such high-level strongmen, and the warhead carried was a fuel-air bomb weighing more than 500 kilograms.

Because people had been arranged on the city wall to use laser guidance, the error of these two rockets was extremely small.

Almost all of them hit less than one meter away from Anqi.

Boom~!

Even though there were several defensive barriers set up by high-level magicians, the entire city wall was shaking continuously after the explosion, making some soldiers even unable to stand steadily.

Two mushroom clouds slowly rose from the explosion site.

Ten meters behind An Qi, the elite elves and goblins who had not yet evacuated were torn to pieces in an instant.

These people started as warriors or magicians above the fourth level, but they could not even withstand the aftermath of such weapons.

Weiwei looked at the two huge mushroom clouds and swallowed her saliva:

"This may be a bit painful."

However, this was just the beginning.

The flames of the explosion had not yet dissipated, and then there were rockets and shells raining down on the position where An Qi had just been.

It was a minute later when the last shell landed.

There was gunpowder smoke in front of the city wall, and in the smoke, you could vaguely see that there was no flat place on the devastated land.

This was just in front of the city wall.

The troops farther away, facing the firepower of these three thousand howitzers and one thousand rocket launchers, had become a purgatory on earth.

The ground was full of corpses torn apart by high-explosive bombs and fuel-air bombs.

The rain of fire from the white phosphorus bombs that exploded at high altitudes covered the entire battlefield.

The coalition soldiers who were lucky enough not to be killed by the shells had to watch out for the rain of fire when they fled. Once they were touched, the burning white phosphorus would burn everything it touched like a maggot attached to the bone.

Even if they jumped into the water, they could not put out the fire.

The bombing range was not limited to the army that An Qi had gathered at the city gate to prepare to take down Mengchuan City in one go, but also included the endless coalition camp outside the city.

At this moment, the burning of the camp was no longer a story that the people of Kyushu had seen since childhood, but a realistic one.

The morning sun was obscured by the smoke, and the entire battlefield presented a doomsday scene.

It was not just Weiwei who was stunned.

There were also the defenders on the city wall.

Some people had previously been puzzled by the princess's attention to those weak outsiders, and even a little indignant.

But after seeing this scene, all the previous imbalances were balanced.

What level 7 and 8? Compared with the strangely dressed people in the city, their fighting power is just for fun.

"I'm afraid that the forbidden spell released by the God of Magic can only have this effect."

An eighth-level magician couldn't help but sigh.

Anyway, he certainly couldn't do it. Even if his magic power was drained, he could only release an attack with a coverage range of several hundred meters.

It was just a little more powerful than the two rocket launchers loaded with fuel-air bombs just now.

"With the help of this group of people, Mengchuan City can be defended." Another seventh-level warrior sat on the battlement tiredly and said.

"Just defend Mengchuan City?" The eighth-level magician suddenly showed an inexplicable smile and turned his head to look behind.

Or... the south.

The warrior understood immediately, and didn't know what he remembered, and his heartbeat accelerated.

They have been with Weiwei for a long time. If this thing can be done, they will definitely get a loyal minister in the future.

Don't look at them as either seventh-level or eighth-level. To put it bluntly, they are just stronger in personal strength.

Compared with those real imperial dignitaries, they are too far behind.

Even demigods like Xinghen are still discriminated against because of their bloodline in this world, let alone them.

The top bloodlines, such as Weiwei, the descendants of the royal family of the Chiyang Empire, and several royal families of the elves, are basically descendants of the ancient gods of law and martial arts.

Others can't pretend to be.

But there are explanations for the inferior ones.

As long as you stay in the circle of the rich and powerful for long enough, no matter what your origin is, you can find a chance to find your ancestors and attach yourself to a noble bloodline.

After a long time, even if it is fake, it can become true.

This is also the reason why this group of people turned to Weiwei.

Before, they did not think that Weiwei could compete for the throne. They just wanted to follow Weiwei to mix into the circle of the rich and powerful in this northern border, and completely separate the identity of the local minor noble bloodline from the previous civilian origin.

Now it seems that there is hope for bigger pursuits!

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