Advent of the Archmage Chapter 412: ‘Wonderful’ demon princess (4/4)
"Duke, what's going on, how did you withdraw your troops?" Rylta, the dwarven mountain king, returned to the command fortress with blood, looking puzzled.
"This is my idea," Link said.
"Master, how are you ... what are you doing? You still have power?" Rilta never expected Link to join the battlefield.
He has resisted the dark magic for the Allies. As a magician, Link has done enough.
Linke nodded: "My strength is almost restored, and our fighters are not much left. I just watched it. There are less than 13,000 people. If you continue to fight like this, you will lose ... .. "
He didn't finish his words, and suddenly a scream came from the Black Forest in the distance.
‘His ~ His ~’
The sound is very harsh, typical of the howling winged demon, which spreads throughout the battlefield as soon as it appears.
After this voice appeared, the demons who were still crazy attacking the city walls began to retreat after a brief loss.
The demons who have already climbed up on the city wall begin to jump down, and the Fodor Yan who is crashing against the city gate also stuns for a while and starts to run backwards. The level demons on the square recede like the ebb tide. Only the dark elves who were left scratching their heads.
How did this happen?
With so many soldiers dead, it's easy to break through a city wall. This wall is about to be broken in front of you, then just give up? Are these demons mentally sick?
This is not only the idea of the Dark Elves, but also the soldiers of the Glorious Alliance.
No one expected this change.
Relta yanked her beard hard with one hand. It was incredible: "Demon commander, was your head kicked by a goat?"
"No, no, maybe he guessed that we would use magic." Duke Abel whispered, he looked at Link: "Master, what now?"
"We continue to retreat, and the Dark Elves haven't left yet." Link was also surprised by the demon commander's courage. Regardless of what the opponent thought, withdrawing the troops when the offensive was going well was too nonsense.
They retreated. That was because the city walls could not keep up. Although the retreat was a little earlier, it was understandable. What happened to these demons?
Black Forest.
Lordell stared at the dark-haired woman with his eyes wide open: "His Royal Highness, why are you doing this? We see victory!"
In his view, although the Terran is retreating, it takes time. As long as they immediately storm on and catch up before the Terran retreat, even if the opponent has great magic power? Can they also kill their own fighters?
Furthermore, Orida ’s fortress is so strong, it ’s obvious to all that so many soldiers died, it was difficult to break it, and then just let it go, this ... the soldier in front Isn't that dead?
When they exit, the other party regroups, reoccupies the city walls, and repairs the gaps. They have lost a lot of high-level demon warriors. Can they break into the fortress and talk about it again?
Ah ~~~ This woman is really crazy!
"Are you scolding me crazy?" the dark girl asked with a smile.
Lordell froze, and quickly shook his head to deny: "No, I have no idea at all, I just don't understand your approach. You know, there is a very strong steel fortress in the Orida fortress, these people are obvious It ’s already impossible to keep the city walls, and it ’s normal for them to retreat into the fortress. It ’s too small to show great power magic.
The Terran Commander is not stupid. If there is such magic, why not use it at first? Have to keep so many people dead?
The dark-haired girl nodded: "You're not wrong, but I'm the commander of the Demon Legion. I like to let my legion retreat at this time. You can't control it."
Speaking of the back, the dark-haired young girl pursed her rosy little mouth, raised her chin slightly, snorted slightly in her nose, and looked proudly.
Lord is speechless.
Teacher Amons is dead. As the mentor's most dependent assistant, he was automatically upgraded to the commander of the Dark Elf Legion. The situation was just right, but now the Demon Legion suddenly retired, he began to hesitate to let His dark elf also retreated.
But at this time, a hoarse voice came from the speaker of the Moon Moon Council, Romand.
He came up and said in a very affirmative tone: "Don't retreat and continue to attack, they can never have great magic power! Resisting the magic skills is enough to deplete the power of any mortal magician!"
Now there are more than 40,000 Dark Elf warriors and nearly 2,000 Dark Ghosts. This power is several times that of the Glorious Allies. The Allies have no fighting spirit and are still retreating. Great time.
Stupids will withdraw!
Lord was a little vacillated. At this moment, when he heard Romand's words, he immediately made up his mind: "Destination, continue to attack!"
"Woo ~ woo ~ woo ~" The Dark Elf uses a bone horn, with a stern sound in the desolate voice. It carries the will of the Dark Elf Commander far to the front.
The dark elf army is trembling. When it hears the order, it will no longer control the demon ally whose brain is broken, and then turn to attack.
A rope with a hook was shot by the crossbow machine onto the city wall, and the ghosts and elves still climbed up the city wall.
On the city walls, they encountered only sporadic resistance. The Terran Warriors and Dwarven Warriors withdrew, leaving only some shield warriors holding their shields and fighting and retreating.
"Don't chase, open the gates and consolidate your position!" a voice sounded, a dark elf general.
This general is no one else. It is Lund who once attacked Griston at night, known as the **** demon.
He is now a 7th-level warrior, the darkest elf general with the highest rank and most powerful in the battlefield.
When he heard his voice, the dark elves immediately stopped chasing. Some people went to open the gate, and most of them went to gather the corpses on the ground and piled them on the aisle to form the simplest and bloodiest. Fortifications.
While the Dark Elves are busy, the Brilliance Allied soldiers have withdrawn and the Demon Legion has all withdrawn from the Black Forest.
The Oreda fortress, who was just shouting and killing, just became very silent.
"Look, the Terrans haven't done anything, they just want to hide in the fortress to be mice!" Romand sneered.
Lord also had a little doubt in his mind, but at this time, he saw that the fortress was slow and there were no unusual magic fluctuations coming out. He was relieved and nodded, "It does seem to be fine."
The dark-haired girl also clapped her hands and laughed, "It's best to be okay. Lord, we are allies. If you do something wrong, I will be very distressed."
At this time, her exquisite face was really smiling with flowers, she couldn't see the way her ally had withdrawn, and she had withdrawn.
What else can Lord say? He can only be silent.
At this time, no one in the Black Forest saw, in the direction of Orida Fortress, in the passage blocked by the dark elves with a corpse, a figure stepped on the blood and stepped on the corpse, step by step.
When he reached the top of the corpse, the man stopped and looked at the dark elves dozens of meters away.
In the beginning, only one or two dark elves saw him, and after a few seconds, a magic wand appeared on the left hand of the man, and a light bang sounded, and a bright light ball appeared.
Now, all the dark elves on the wall saw him.
The crowd stopped the movement in their hands unconsciously, and looked at the young dark-haired human race quietly. Many people had doubts on their faces, and some of them didn't understand what was going on.
Linke hasn't rushed. His tiredness hasn't completely disappeared, and his body hasn't recovered to its full height. In this case, it's OK to have a few nonsense.
The gaze glanced over the dark elf of the city wall. In the end, Link's gaze was fixed on the dark elf general Lund.
He laughed: "Hey, you, yes, it's you. Do you still recognize me?"
Lund's brow frowned tightly. He felt that the human race in front of him was very familiar and very familiar, especially that look, where he had definitely seen it.
He looked at Link carefully, and gradually, the memory surfaced.
That was a year and a half ago. He led an army to attack Greenstone City at night. There was a young man who was also dark-haired but much thinner and blasted him down the wall with Pyroblast.
At that time, the young man was wearing ordinary magic apprentice clothes. His body was thin and it seemed that the wind could blow him away. The person in front of him was strong and tall, and his face was rounder. He was wearing only magic. The exquisite magic robe that the master can only put on, but those eyes are calm and deep ... exactly the same.
Don't wait for Deron to fully recall, someone in the dark elves has recognized Link, and shouted, "It's him! It's the human devil's hand!"
The sound reminded Lund like lightning, a anger rushed out of his heart like lava, and his eyes became blood red!
"It really is you!" He clenched the **** glory sword in his hand, posing in a fighting posture: "A year ago, you blocked me from attacking Greenstone, but at that time, there were countless reinforcements around you, and There is a demon princess to help you. Now, you are only one person, why do you stop my 40,000 warriors! "
Linke also laughed: "Yeah, it ’s a coincidence. We met twice, and both times you were siege, and I was defending the city. The difference is that one year ago, I was just a man who just started learning magic Little magician, now ... no more to say, try it for yourself! "
When the voice falls, the magic light on the tip of Link's wand becomes a crystal red light ball. ‘唰’, there is a long whip in the light ball, which is the whip of the magical slaughter!
As soon as the whip appeared, it quickly stretched out for hundreds of meters. In a moment, he reached the front of Lund, the tip of the whip and the dazzling radiance radiated out and rolled to the back of Lund.
The attack was so sudden, Lund exploded all over his pores, shrank his head, and blocked his sword.
‘When ~~~’ a shock, the **** glory sword in Lund ’s hand blocked the blow, but it did n’t stop, the sword in his hand was directly flew out by Zhen.
Linke is an 8th-level middle-level dragon mage. Under the Wrath of Burning Sky, the strength of this whip of slaughtering a monster is almost 9th-level. Lund is still a 7th-level soldier.
The whip Zhenfei's **** glory sword in his hand, more than cast out, 'snapped' Lund's face in one click, and 'Long Tong' sounded, Lund's head was blown out directly, his body was also He flew to the ground and fell straight down the wall!
This is the tragedy of no strong man sitting.
If Mismeier, Emmons, or even the fallen angels who had chased Link, they can flee everywhere, but now these strong men are all dead. Already.
Linke is not as strong as them, but he is still alive, so he has become the strongest person on this battlefield that is unstoppable.
Lund is the commander on the battlefield, but also the strongest. Even the dark ghost is not his opponent. He was killed in seconds, and the remaining dark elves looked at each other.
In the black forest in the distance, Romand widened his eyes: "Is he the power of the 8th peak? How can he still have power?"
Lordell was also stunned: "He is alone, why can he fight against the army?"
The dark-haired girl laughed: "Oh, it seems my worry is coming true. I'd like to see, what magic will he use? Wouldn't it be legendary magic?"
At this point, both Romand and Rodel were pale and almost transparent.
Linke has used legendary magic. Emmons has confirmed this, but Emmons also said that it is probably because of what secret method Link used. He clearly saw Lin at the time. There were numerous scars on G's body.
This secret method must not be used much. In addition, in the previous battle, Link has not shot, so they are not worried, but now, when Link appears alone, this matter is strange.
Romand and Lodel looked at each other, wouldn't they really be told by this demon princess? (To be continued.)