Lord of the Oasis Chapter 427: .The tragic battlefield situation
The strength of the war mages lies in this. They are like mobile artillery turrets. In the dense queue, which is mainly based on cold weapon hedging, the damage caused is infinite!
Yes, this evaluation is very correct, it is infinite!
Because right now.
Kant's mage troops have yet to fully demonstrate their power.
As for these fireballs.
Just an appetizer for apprentice wizards!
As the staff lit up again, fist-sized energy **** appeared in the faint fluorescence.
Then the apprentices threw them forward, just like throwing baseballs, but the speed was extremely fast. Compared with the stone **** thrown by the slings, they were less successful. the mad believers.
This is the most basic war spell for the apprentice wizards of the Empire of Ernfarth.
【Magic Bullet】
5 spell slots per person per day.
12o people means that 6oo magic bullets are thrown out in the shortest time.
This basic spell is almost instant, the casting time is only 0.5 seconds, and if a mage comes to release it, it will not be 0.3 seconds, and the legendary archmage casts a spell, almost all of which can be ejected with a single thought. .
But now the energy bullets from these 6oo magic bullets have already covered the front of the group of mad believers.
It's like the heaviest, deadliest and most unstoppable hammer.
Whistling by.
In the end, it hit those fanatics hard!
Then, the formation with holes everywhere was bombed by the fireball technique, and then it was smashed by the whistling energy bombs, each with its teeth and claws, and when they were about to pounce on the front row of Rhodoks, they instantly retreated. .
The fist-sized magic bullets exploded, really like the heaviest sledgehammer.
Little by little.
Extraordinarily heavy.
Smashing those half-demonized fanatics backwards.
Blood spewed from the mouth, and the internal organs were even shattered by the hammer. Along with the blood gushing out of the mouth, fragments also appeared, and the painful expressions also appeared in the scarlet eyes!
Only these semi-demonized fanatics can't resist the massive outpouring of magic!
12o apprentice wizards.
The well-prepared transformation is enough to wipe out the elite squad of nearly 5oo people!
This is where the spellcaster has the advantage.
Otherwise, rely on the world of Warwind, where various legendary creatures coexist.
As a human kingdom and one of the number one overlords of the Big 6, the Ainfas Empire can live well and even rule a large territory. The biggest credit is the construction of the War Mage.
There is no need to study too advanced theories, nor to connect too many spells.
The system of mages is completely integrated with warfare.
Or rather.
Just to serve the war!
Research only a few of the most powerful spells.
Use the spell that is most suitable for the battlefield and has the greatest lethality and destructive power to win the battlefield!
The philosophy of the Einfuss Empire is that I don't need to theoretically defeat all enemies, as long as I physically destroy them, then without the skeptical theory, I lose the market.
The one who survives is the winner!
Now.
Semi-demonized fanatics really get a taste of the idea.
36o fireballs directly killed 5oo+ mad believers, and at least 8oo+ mad believers were injured in varying degrees, and the next 6oo energy bombs completely shattered the front line of mad believers .
These most basic and direct magic bullet techniques have killed nearly 2oo+ mad believers.
And just behind.
The formation of those fanatics has completely collapsed.
Completely lost the appearance of the tide like before, rushing over and breaking the reef!
This means that it should have been unstoppable, with the madness exchanged for the rich **** smell, with the violent force given by the devil, to defeat these ordinary human beings in front of them, just looking at slightly stronger humans force!
3ooo is a semi-demonized fanatic who lost more than half of it in one charge!
Next.
Those charges that have been sparse.
But they can't move at all. The elite heavy infantry of Rhodok who are ready and ready to fight!
The broad shield is like a low wall, but at the gap and top of the low wall, a sharp spear stabs straight ahead, just like daily training, stabs it neatly and uniformly, No lag at all.
The tip of the golden spear pierced through what was supposed to be tougher than leather.
The black robe is tattered.
But the body underneath was completely pierced by the tip of the spear.
Bright red with black blood flowing, those semi-demonized mad believers who were still charging, fell in groups in front of the low wall of the Rhodoks, screaming and dying in the end .
Their counterattack, the long sword and hatchet in their hands, could only knock on the broad shield like a door.
Except for the harsh sound resounding through the space.
There are only a few traces left.
Of course.
There are also the corpses of this group of mad believers, layer upon layer, stacked in front of the dense formation of Rhodoks, miserably built into a small city wall, getting higher and higher, and more and more people killed!
Head-on confrontation, the Rhodoks never fear!
Compared to the cavalry fighting ~IndoMTL.com~ it is much simpler to rely on the mage and the crossbowman.
The exchange on the battlefield is more advantageous. Often, before the broad shield is smashed, they can fight to death several mad believers who have fallen into madness, and even the low wall composed of layers of broad shields can stick to the original land.
It's really like defending the city, letting those mad believers consume a lot of troops before they can break in.
Golden weapons can deal damage to fanatics.
Still fatal damage.
Layers of the Rhodoks fought **** battles to hold off the fanatic.
Those fanatics also charged like crazy in the end, like a grindstone of flesh and blood.
Whoever is afraid and is about to retreat will lose this war. This is the slaughterhouse of life, the place where souls go to die. Whoever truly controls the East Commandery will be able to obtain the symbol of ultimate power. !
Kant stared coldly at all of this.
Salander's cavalry are dying.
The Rhodok infantry are dying.
And the enemy.
Those fanatics of the Dark Red Sect are also dying.
However, he did not continue to reinforce, and there are only so many troops in his hand, but most of the troops fighting at present are still regular troops, and the ace troops that he really has in his hands have not yet attacked.
Such as the lion knight, the royal knight, and these mages waiting to be seen.
No action.
No action.
Because their lord Kant is still waiting.
His eyes looked forward, through the noisy and chaotic battlefield.
Gibran also stared at himself with scarlet eyes, just as Kant looked at him.
We are all waiting.
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