My little country

Roar!Roar!

As the abyss monsters roared, they began to move forward.

The princes' coalition army also took action.

With the help of auxiliary witchcraft, the phalanx spearmen with colorful rays of light on their bodies held a one-man-high tower shield in their left hand and a five-meter long spear diagonally in their right hand. The centurion’s commands also sounded. Down, keep the rhythm, and move forward at a fast pace.

Xiao Yu touched his chin and watched both sides on the battlefield start to move. He whispered:

"This is really a big scene. The rebels of the Sini Empire plus the abyss monsters are at least two hundred thousand."

"On the princes coalition side, there are as many as 170,000, and there are many wizards and masters from various regions of the mainland. The scene is not inferior!"

After thinking about it for a while, Xiao Yu whispered: "Think about it carefully, right now is the soundtrack missing?"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Xiao Yu put on the headphones and chose a very popular epic soundtrack. While listening to the music, eating skewers, while leaning on the visual sharing of the Andean Condor, he watched the blockbuster of the ongoing war in this little country .

This feeling is much cooler than in the movie theater, I don’t know how many times it!

Just being able to have an extra big beauty rubbing her shoulders beside her, oh... that would be even better.

On the battlefield...

The military formations on both sides also officially collided.

For a time, the blood and lives of thousands of people swayed on this land.

The coalition soldiers assisted by witchcraft have an advantage over the abyssal shofar. In this collision, the long hairs in the hands of many soldiers can pierce the bodies of several rows of these shofars, and use tower shields to easily block the opponent's horns. With short spear.

However, when encountering a one-horned evil spirit, it is often swept by the opponent's mace that does not distinguish between enemy and us, and flies into the air along with the hapless shofar.

Seeing the killing sound in the middle of the battlefield, the main forces on both sides just approached slowly, without the intention to continue sending troops.

Whether it’s the rebels or the coalitions, their combat mode is still the same as in the textbooks, they all consume the cannon fodder of both sides first.

Seeing that the cannon fodder can't stand it, then mobilize the elite, even the master.

And if one party can't hold up the master first, it will naturally fall into the disadvantage, after all, this will give your opponent's masters a chance to attack first.

In addition, even if it is a pseudo-level three powerhouse, it will inevitably consume a lot of physical and mental power while destroying a large amount of cannon fodder.

And dealing with a tired powerhouse, how would you think it would be easier?

Therefore, until the two main forces are close to the range.

The two sides began to exchange fire remotely.

In this exchange of fire, the princes' coalition forces have obvious advantages.

After all, there are enough wizards to take advantage of it!

In the sky, all kinds of big fireballs, small fireballs, ice storms, and ball-shaped lightning flew out, directly overwhelming the phalanx of the rebels.

The simple projection equipment of the rebels, such as ballistas, can’t compare to the magic of the wizards. What's more, the war machines such as ballistas and catapults are also the princes' coalition supported by the Thousand Feathers Empire. They have a clear advantage!

A rebel ballista position had just fired more than a dozen crossbow arrows, and dozens of stone bullets thrown by the catapult were seen flying over.

Several abyssal unicorns roared and blocked these stone bullets with their own shields under the guidance of the wizard, but they also wailed and fell to the ground with a dull loud noise.

At this time, the next wave of witchcraft attacks came.

More than a dozen large fireballs formed by hundreds of formal wizards collectively cast spells on this position.

Suddenly, the flower of destruction formed by more than a dozen flames bloomed here, burning all the ballista and the manipulator.

"attack!"

The rebels were obviously aware of their own shortcomings and had to order the entire army to attack.

The generals of the princes' coalition laughed at this scene, it seems that the abyss coalition is nothing more than this, they have already occupied the first hand advantage.

"Listen!"

An old general in the princes' coalition took a step forward on a horse in golden armor and began to issue orders according to the changes in the enemy's formation.

Under his order, the coalition soldiers pressed the past and gradually formed a C-shape, and began to double up the rebels.

A squadron of the Thousand Feathers Imperial Knights formed a turf cavalry regiment which also blessed the storm surgeries, and circled behind the rebels.

Seeing that the siege will be formed, the situation is about to turn good.

Suddenly, the phalanx soldiers who were killing the enemy in the middle of the battlefield had already gained the upper hand after receiving support.

With a bang, the soles of the feet suddenly sank into several large deep pits, which swallowed no less than a thousand soldiers in.

"Is it stuck?"

"Don't panic, these are all expected things!"

The wizards on the coalition side reacted quickly, using detection techniques to watch them.

But all of a sudden, I found that countless demon birds flew out of those sunken pits, and they began to frantically attack the surrounding coalition soldiers.

"what!"

An extraordinary officer in the coalition army just split the body of a demon bird, and was rushed by dozens of demon birds, and suddenly fell to the ground.

The extraordinary aura was consumed by a large amount of corrosive immediately.

When his men rushed over and drove away the demon birds, the officer had only half of his body left to be eaten.

The appearance of the demon bird plunged the coalition soldiers into a brief panic.

The hunters of the Hunter Guild are now on the stage. Each of the more than 200 hunters they dispatched is a sharpshooter, and the bows and arrows they pull are not ordinary, faintly carrying the power of lightning.

Every second, these hunters can shoot at least three arrows, and every arrow can hit a demon bird so that it can no longer fly.

A demon bird that falls on the ground is often eaten by other demon birds.

However, the devil birds that hit the arrow would cause the devil birds that rushed to turn into coke in the thunderstorm that suddenly erupted after seven or eight seconds.

As a result, the surprise soldiers sent by the abyss in the pit were quickly reduced by half.

However, as the demon bird appeared, more and more powerful monsters in the abyss also ran out and joined the battlefield.

The princes' coalition forces are naturally not to be outdone. The strong knights of the Thousand Feather Empire and the half-dragon guards of the Black Dragon King have also shown their respective styles on the battlefield, making people remember the names of these killing machines.

"Look, that was the top powerhouse of the Sini Empire who became famous two hundred years ago. Magistrate Crenville? His name was engraved on the moon tree. Isn't it rumored that he has long been reclusive? Fight the abyss here!"

In the coalition army, a certain witch disciple who came to see the world curiously looked at a white-haired old man wearing a white cloak, wearing a silver armor and holding a silver hammer in the battlefield.

The witch whispered: "Perhaps it is because everyone is responsible for crusade against the abyss."

"But it's a pity. This once strong man had the opportunity to join us and get a longer life."

"But now it seems that the magistrate has already decayed to the limit. It won't be long before his limit will come."

"Participating in this battle, is it to not die on the couch?"