Chapter 862 Battle Song
After withdrawing to the inner city, the night saw a rapid change in the defense system on the outer city. Many holographic magic guide turrets used for the ground sank and hidden in the underground fortifications. What rises from the original position is the long-range missile towers specially used for the Lonely City for air. These missile towers can rotate 360 degrees. The two missiles launch muzzle facing the sky at a 45-degree angle, which can identify the enemy air force within one kilometer, and then automatically launch missiles processed by using the goglin engineering technology of Lonely City. A missile tower can launch two missiles at the same time. It can be said that the air-to-air power of a missile tower is comparable to that of two human arrow towers.
The silent order spread in the air, and the troops of the undead and the human army flocked forward. After the Hate Legion and the Human Knight Legion, which were used as meat shields in front, attracted firepower, the air forces of the two empires wrapped the lonely city with a siege and poured out anger from the air.
Seeing that the lonely city decisively made another shrinking turtle, the corners of Yi's mouth smiled faintly. At the same time, he sent a voice to the cute cat next to him and said, "Let everyone do their best to launch a soul-making array. After this battle, the people here will die. It's enough for us to repair the innate spirit of the cross-border teleportation array."
Uncle Dong Zhong looked at it coldly on the side. Why didn't he know what B thought? It's just that he didn't open his mouth to stop it.
In this way, the lives of so many creatures at present, in Uncle Dong Zhong's opinion, are actually nothing... What's the difference between the blood rain in the air and the drizzle? Anyway, it's not his blood.
Hum!
is the figure of the death knight who pulled out the sheath of the sword. On the battlefield of the undead army, the death knight always charged in the front, and the army stepped on a neat pace, followed, slowly accelerated and charged forward.
Even without B's order, this group of killing ghosts on the battlefield can stimulate their natural killing instincts, move forward bravely and never retreat.
As they moved forward, they sang the battle song of the army of natural disasters and undead.
The ice and snow blade of sadness, wrapped around the top of the frozen.
Break through the limits of reason and write the oath of depravity.
Put aside the absurd mission, embark on regretless persistence, and look for the distant guidance of the soul-shifting dream.
Tear off the hypocritical ugly face, and the promise of death shows the most real side of strength and perseverance.
Faith of death and loyalty to say goodbye to the mourning and mourning attachment.
Singing from the undead from the abyss of hell.
Talk about the eternal obsession and ideal. The cold wind blows away the hesitation.
Frozen residual broken faith.
Life prayer and blessing is helpless and melancholy.
Singing the chapter of parting melancholy.
Pull out the strange and familiar face of the magic sword.
The glory of the past.
Penetrated yesterday's chest.
Tears flashed in the curse.
Talk about the sadness of frost.
Frozen the withering of lonely blooming.
Burning indifferent and entangled frost ice.
The hazy night is coming.
The spread of depravity and erosion.
Say goodbye to the past and fate.
Listen to the voice of the contract silently.
Enjoy a moment of silence in the soul.
Feel the guidance of the frozen call.
Look for the deep voice in your heart.
The sunset shines against the past. The cold wind wakes up from the dream.
Loneliness crawls to the temples.
Hold the sword and the desolate figure. A song of heroic loyalty to the dead.
How heavy does the lonely cloak contain?
In the pace of progress, the indelible pain. Say goodbye to the epic eulogy, break through the cage of fate, and pursue the ice peak of the throne on the other side of the dream.
The darkness under the blood sacrifice obeyed, and the dark tide abyss surged, completely frosting the life of the previous life.
The sad cry of frost awakens the short and pure night sky...
Space-time transformation... The alternation of fantasy and reality.
On the other side, in the east of the lonely city, there is also this group of respectable people on the battlefield. Although their rulers are incompetent and their commanders are ignorant, as warriors, they have the glory they cannot deprive.
The knight pulled out his two-handed sword, drove a war horse with full-length chain armor in both hands, and commanded the war horse to move forward and make the final charge. Behind them, the sword and shield infantry roared and struck the shield with a big sword. The neat and powerful voice seemed to drive away their fear and give them the power of contempt for the terrible wall in front of them.
The priest began to sing ancient magic, blessing the fire of the soul to the warriors who were about to charge, so that they could be supported by the flame of courage inherited by their ancient ancestors and move forward bravely.
The broken warriors, who were all wrapped in blood, took the lead in singing and sang the song of the Human Alliance.
The ancient storm castle.
Witness the breaking and vicissitudes of life.
The ruthless baptism of war has faded, and the brilliance and glory of the peace era.
Sir Evie's broken gun.
Polish the immortal faith.
Lead the alliance to resist foreign invasion and end the final struggle for brutal killing.
Lost in the sinking earth.
The last miracle of Lodanlun.
Put the infinite magical dream into the last bit in your heart.
Always remember.
The priest with his hands folded silently read the prayer scriptures away from the smoke.
The four-wall light passes through the empty air and connects the asymmetrical cross shape.
He waved the sword in his hand, and the blood blurred his eyes.
Whistling through the hurricane and lightning, guarding the attachment of his hometown.
Defeat evil and lies, and glory and peace reappear.
Strong will to come forward and support eternal faith.
Recite triumphant poems and pluck the strings of praise.
Following the change of the dynasty, it reflects the aspect of history.
Blessings are sheltered forever, singing over and over again.
With the help of Kajia Changxiao's supreme power.
Quietly recall the past of the dust.
The once cruel and heroic sacred battle.
The out-of-control noble soul distortedly vented the arrogance of brutal killing.
The death of the battle axe cuts through the vicissitudes of history.
War tramples on the sacred medal of peace.
The bloodthirsty shock tore apart the boiling battlefield under the evil totem.
The elemental spiritual power is exhausted, and the mount laments.
The lonely army fought until the Holy Shield was broken and blood stained with the sun.
Get rid of mental confusion and awaken the belief in life.
Wipe the blood and compose a war song.
The dawn of the gods descending to the earth ignited the struggle of the soul.
A thunderbolt blow and the hammer of the storm fly in the wind.
Broken blade and blood are sprinkled with barren soil thousands of years ago.
The flames rushed, and the blizzard in tears roared through the open air.
The Holy Light in the monograph prays for the resurrection of the ideal.
Waiting for the rain to fall, smoothing and washing away all the unbearable wounds.
Ignite the depths of the heart, the turbulent firelight of sleep.
Banish the fallen people, the lost soul image.
Nirvana was reborn and spread its wings, soaring after bathing in the holy light.
Excitement and solemn farewell, all sadness and sadness...
The sky is the sky of destroyers, frost dragons and griffins knights. Their powerful splash attacks are not afraid of layers of defense towers, because as long as they attack one, the defense towers next to them will suffer the same attack. Moreover, the number of their partners in the air is completely greater than the number of defense towers in Lonely City. In addition, they have powerful companion Dragon Eagle Knight around them, and their cloud skills can invalidate most of the defense towers. Although the stone ghosts at the forefront of the charge were weak in attacking the city, they still blocked a large number of bullets for their comrades behind them with flesh and blood.
The Lonely City did not make any counterattack, which is insurmountable in the eyes of the human race and the undead warriors. The wall that attacked all night yesterday actually collapsed in less than ten minutes. The flowing metal melts quickly in the scorching sun like ice and snow, covering all the traces on the ground.
Without the command of the king of the battlefield, the soldiers of the two countries have rushed forward and attacked the enemy's last line of defense, and their king did not stop them. Victory will always give people strength to destroy the enemy's outer city, especially the outer city known as the first strong city of the mainland. It is a great honor for the soldiers of the Celestial Empire and the local empire.
Under the mask, Yi smiled and thought to himself: I hope the ink people in the lonely city will die more, otherwise I'm afraid the number of dead souls will not be enough!
Half a minute later, the smile on her face solidified. Her eyes were frightened and desperate, and her body kept trembling, but she did not dare to close her eyes, as if what she saw in front of her was the arrival of the Lord of Death they believed in... She could only use all her strength to fear the death in front of her.
In front of her, five different lights confused her, and she knew what colorless confusion was.
Arrow rain!
Crazy sand!
Venom!
Thorns!
Flams!
The existence of five different colors filled her eyes in less than a second. And this is just the beginning. The arrow rain turns into a frenzy of sharp blades, the sand into killing meteorites, poison liquefaction into devouring swamps, thorns into man-eating beasts, and flames into a sea of fire in the world.
As soon as she wanted the hero inheritor to use the few remaining group to restore the scrolls, a large number of weak ghouls and sword and shield infantry had been killed. She wanted the hero inheritor to launch the scroll back to the city, but the forbidden demon boundary condensed into real pressure came to the air. It was eight boats on the other side casting spells together, cutting off all spells and interrupting the scroll back to the city.
She found that she was unable to command, because the army on the ground was in chaos and there was no room for command. Now, she pins all her hopes on the air force in the air, hoping that they can directly attack Huanglong and destroy the last defense line of the enemy's inner city.
At this time, the counterattack of Lonely City had already started. When all the magic of the Destroyer was exhausted, the helicopter legions on standby in the north and south of the city began to dive in the direction of the inner city, and the dwarf warriors on the helicopter completely released the anger of the anti-aircraft guns. Over the inner city, a group of angry fuel bats rose up and crossed meteors in the air.
They released the punishment of death to the enemy in the name of death.
Boom... Boom... Buzz!
Until all the explosions gathered densely into a buzz, there seemed to be a gorgeous fireworks in the sky, but the people who watched it did not have the slightest mood of joy. This is true whether it is the side that makes fireworks or the side that is burned by the loneliness of fireworks.