Proof of the Sun King

As if fearing the power of the artillery, the undead vanguard retreated.

Looking at the slowly receding undead army, Ryan, who was standing on the city wall, breathed a sigh of relief. His face was slightly relaxed at first, but then it became more serious.

The sorceress Teresa, who was standing beside her, approached with her staff leaning on her staff. She stretched out her hand wrapped in white lace gloves and stroked a dwarf's artillery. She said with interest, "Is this the guarantee you said?"

Teresa reached out and patted the "dwarf cannon" lightly, and there was a "bounce" sound from the cannon instead of an echo of steel.

This cannon is made of wood, or in other words, most of the "cannons" on the city walls are models made of wood.

When the undead vanguard approached, only a few cannons on the city wall were real, and it was those cannons that fired, which frightened the undead vanguard and bought precious time for the guards of the Peak Palace.

Everything was Ryan's plan. He ordered the dwarf craftsmen to make a model of a dwarf cannon that was enough to look like the real one.

"These things can only deceive the undead once." Ryan shook his head slowly, and he said calmly: "When the undead wakes up and the army of the undead arrives at Musilon, these things can't deceive Matthew Bard."

"But that's enough." Teresa nodded: "They played their part."

"That's right." Ryan suddenly said to Teresa, "If Ms. Aurora is willing to participate in this war, our chances of winning will be much higher."

"Mother should have returned to the council." Teresa shook her head, and the sorceress apologized a little: "I tried my best to persuade my mother, but she said that this is the limit, sorry, Ryan..."

"It doesn't matter, I understand." Ryan understands this very well. From a standpoint, Aurora is Aurora, she is not Teresa, she does not have such a heavy position to help herself, and can promise to pass the great spell before. The creation of blizzards and hail has already given Ryan a lot of face. After all, Musilon's expedition was Ryan's war, not Aurora's, nor the Garland Council.

The power of vampires spreads all over the old world. There was once a generation of Kislev's tsar "Bloody Catalina" who was the blood descendant of the Laemia family. From a certain point of view, Aurora was unwilling to expose herself and vampires completely. hostile identity.

"Hurry up! The undead will be back soon! We must send all the artillery to the city walls before dawn!"

"Yes!"

The five thousand defenders of the entire Spire Palace were all mobilized to fight to defend the castle.

Five hours later, in the early morning.

The retreating vampire lord Belites finally waited for the undead army led by Matthew Bard on the avenue leading to the Spire Palace in Musilon.

"Belites? What's the matter? Didn't I tell you to attack the Spire Palace with all my strength?" Matthew Bard was puzzled when he saw the appearance of Belites and Hal Harris, and he asked: "Why don't you obey orders?!"

"My Duke! The Southerners have perfected the castle's defense! Now the walls are full of artillery pieces!" Belites said anxiously towards Matthew Bard: "We tried to attack, and we were attacked by artillery!"

"Cannons all over the city walls?!" Matthew Bard was wearing black cursed armor and a cross helmet with a golden snake statue on top of his head. He couldn't see his expression. Then he shook his head abruptly: "Impossible! I know the city walls of the Spire Palace, and I have seen the dwarves' artillery. If the Spire Palace fell late the night before yesterday, it would be impossible for Ryan and his army to arrange all the artillery last afternoon! Dwarves The weight of the artillery is so great that it is almost impossible to go up the corridor of the tower if it is to be transported to the city wall. It can only be done now, so no matter what you think about it, it is impossible for the southerners to transport so many artillery pieces to the city wall, impossible!"

"But we really saw that the city walls were full of artillery pieces!" Belites retorted subconsciously: "When we approached, we were also attacked by a small number of artillery pieces! In order to preserve our strength, I chose to retreat! "

"Attacked by artillery?" Mathewbard immediately realized Ryan's plan, and he roared: "Oops, Belites, you have been deceived, those artillery are not real artillery at all!"

"But we were bombarded! The artillery on the wall attacked us!"

"Only the few artillery pieces that attacked you are real artillery pieces! Belites! You idiot!" Matthew Bader reined in the reins of his undead warhorse, he lowered his head and thought about the cause and effect: "Damn it! Ryan Marca As the champion of God's Choice in Bichi in the lake, he is so cunning to use such despicable methods! He has lost his identity!"

Hearing Mathubad's words, the blood knights gathered around Musilon's viper nodded in agreement and indignation.

In several battles, Ryan's tactics made the vampires at a loss. This guy never planned to fight the undead from the beginning. His various tactics simply opened the eyes of the vampires. The god-chosen champion of the middle fairy can actually do such a thing, which makes the undead who are used to fighting head-to-head with the knights of Brittany often suffer.

Ryan Macado, this man, sly and cunningly.

"Hal, why didn't you remind Belites?" Mathewbard knew that his anger was useless, and he again pointed the core of the problem to lieutenant General Hal Harris.

The vampire baron of the von Carstein family, with snow-white skin and no hair on his head, smiled: "Is it useful for me to speak? He is your puppy, and I am your subordinate. You prefer obedient dogs, while those who have Capable subordinates turn a blind eye?"

That's because the blood descendants of the von Carstein family are all twenty-five sons, and they all have the blood of betrayal in their bones! Matthew Bard thought so, but Duke Musillon knew that this was not the time to turn his face. On the contrary, Matthew Bard solemnly apologized to Hal Harris uncharacteristically: "I didn't consider it carefully, Mr. Harris, I apologize to Hal Harris. You express my apologies."

"..." The blood descendants of the von Carstein family seemed to be incredulous about Mathewbard's apology, he was stunned for a few seconds, and then he snorted, expressing his acceptance.

"The current war situation is very bad! Everyone, I hope that at this time, the old grudges will be put aside for the time being. We must protect Musilon! Protect this land belonging to the undead!" Mathubad gestured to the undead. The army concentrated: "Immediately order Meroving to lead the army and join us! We will force the army now!"

"The Peak Palace must be recovered within three days!"

In the early morning of this day, Mousillon's army, who had been forcibly marching for a day and two nights, finally came to the city of the Palace of Spires.

Matthew Bard immediately led the undead army to launch a fierce attack on the city defense. The undead army like a tide attacked the Spire Palace from all directions. Thousands of zombies and skeletons attacked first.

However, taking advantage of one night, the artillery on the city wall has all been replaced by real artillery.

Under Lane's order, the dwarven engineers immediately shelled the undead army.

Matthew Bard's attack was met with heavy artillery fire at the very beginning. Dozens of artillery guns fired at the same time. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of zombies and skeleton warriors were blown to pieces in the artillery fire. Every time there was a small number of undead troops Approaching the walls, the dwarven musketeers, human musketeers, and serf archers on the walls will attack.

The roar of artillery fire, the volley of muskets and the sound of archers pulling their bowstrings resounded throughout and around the Spire Palace. Wave after wave of undead troops continuously attacked the Spire Palace. Led by the corpse carriage, the undead army attacked the castle defense line again and again.

From early morning to noon, there was thick smoke everywhere on the four walls of the entire Spire Palace, and the undead army and humans were caught in a tragic tug of war.

The war continued until noon, when the sun was at its fullest and the undead were temporarily weakened and had to rearrange their armies.

Matthew Bard realized that he was in a predicament. If he wanted to continue to fight, he had to invest in advanced units to be used close to the city wall. The huge losses involved made him unacceptable, but if he continued to use zombies and skeleton warriors to attack the city wall, So I don't know how long this war will end.

However, Ryan and his army also exposed their disadvantages. First, due to the early attack, their army was relatively small and did not dare to leave the castle. Second, due to a series of raids and seized any time to transport artillery to the city wall , the entire army lacked time to rest and was exhausted. After half a day of Matthew Bard's onslaught, the defenders of the Spire Palace had already looked very tired. The undead had attacked the city wall several times, but they were quickly wiped out by the guards.

Ryan led the Holy Grail Guards to help the battlefield. Whenever an undead broke through the defense of the city, he and a dozen Holy Grail Knights would appear immediately. These tireless animals would kill the Tomb Guards who rushed to the city wall in a few strokes. Kill, they are like a whirlwind of death, crushing all the odds of the undead.

"Hold on!" The Thor's Hammer in Ryan's hand smashed down, smashing a barren tomb guard into a mass of iron slag. He swept away hard, and he swept a dozen skeleton warriors directly from the city wall. The **** of the fairies in the lake The selection champion crushed the throat of a tomb ghoul with his hands and threw the entire beast from the city wall: "Hold me up! Soldiers! For the lady! For Britannia!"

"For the lady!" The defenders saw that Ryan was so brave and morale was high, the knights fought bravely for glory, they knew that the fairies in the lake were watching the war, and the serfs cursed the undead loudly, for promotion they could To give everything!

"Shoot!" The Dwarf Musketeer Team "Duggan's Black Powder Brotherhood" fired collectively under the orders of Dwarf engineer Duggan-Tiehan, and the dense barrage wiped out their current undead corpse.

"Blizzard!" The sorceress Teresa sang a powerful spell. The terrible blizzard froze all the zombies and skeleton warriors, greatly hindering the advance of the undead.

But more giant ladders have already climbed the city wall. The city wall of the Spire Palace is not high. The barren tomb guards are leading the endless skeleton warriors to climb hard, while the human musketeers and serf archers are resolutely fighting back. .

Seeing that the hard battle was continuing, Matthew Bard hesitated when he saw this situation.

The swamp near the Spire Palace has weakened the power of the artillery. The army of the undead has already climbed to the top of the city and is fighting **** battles with the defenders of the Spire Palace, but the loss of the undead army has been huge. If this continues, even if the enemy can be driven out of the Spire Palace. , Matthew Bard must also bear the cost of more than half of the casualties.

Do not! I can never give up here! Matthew Bard gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Merovine!"

"Yes!" The mad Duke Meroving should lead a large group of black knights.

"Follow me! I'm going to fight in the city myself!" Mathubad drew out his serpent sword and roared, "Blood Knight! Go forward!"

And just when Matthew Bard charged himself, the lake **** witch Morgiana had already climbed to the top of the castle, and there was a special dwarf super-heavy artillery with her on the city wall.

The cannon is branded with the sacred rune of the fairy in the lake, and it is also covered with scriptures. The two ends of the cannon have the statue of the fairy in the lake, and the cannon has the pattern of the golden holy grail.

This cannon is produced in Lane's dwarven arsenal, blessed by the five lake **** prophets and the lake **** witch Morgiana throughout, it is named "Morgiana's new toy", and it is loaded with magic bombs.

The two Grail Guards were carrying a large chest filled with twelve magical blooms.

"Musilon's poisonous snake has decided to launch the final attack." The witch of the lake **** looked cold, and she said to the chief engineer of the Angronde clan, Hal Havel - Gold Seeker, who was standing beside her: "I don't want to fire the artillery. I understand, I'll leave it to you."

"Oh hoo~ don't worry!" Halhave-gold-seeker said that he knew that around him, two prophets of the lake **** were blessing "Morgiana's new toy", and the engineer himself pointed his thumb and aimed at the target .

"Elevation 46°48'!"

"Elevation 46°48'!" The dwarf engineer immediately turned the cannon to the correct angle.

"Fire!" Halhave opened his mouth wide, his long white beard fluttering in the wind.

"Fire!!!" The lead was ignited.

Then, the entire battlefield was completely obscured by the sound of a huge cannon.

"boom!!!"

A blossoming cannonball shining with the light of the lake **** was shot from the top of the Spire Palace Castle. This huge cannonball fell into a barren tomb guard army in everyone's eyes and exploded, swallowing a whole team of barren tomb guards. Legion.

Then, under the dazzling light and the shaking of the earth, the entire Barren Tomb Guard Corps was submerged by the explosion of the artillery ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Fire waves and divine light enveloped the entire Barren Tomb Guard Corps.

When the smoke cleared, more than a hundred guards from the deserted tombs were blasted to pieces on the spot.

"Suffer to death, evil undead, your sins are monstrous! In the name of a lady, I will sentence all of you to death!" Morgiana looked at the pit on the ground and the miserable appearance of the undead with satisfaction, she did not stop Her own actions, on the contrary, the magic wind surrounds the witch of the lake god. She holds the holy grail of medicine and sings a spell loudly, vowing to bring the judgment of the fairies in the lake to the world!

"Six-ring magic, regeneration!" Emerald green light enveloped the entire Spire Palace, and all the troops were protected by the magic of the lake **** witch. The injured knights and serfs only felt that they were wrapped in soft green energy, and the wounds were Healed with the addition of life magic, and his stamina was restored.

"Dazzling divine light!" The shining yellow light exploded on the city wall, and the magical energy penetrated the skin and armor of the undead. The dazzling light caused great damage to the undead. A cloud of pus.

"Mist of the Lake God!" The entire battlefield was shrouded in white fog. Except for the undead defenders, all the human soldiers were protected by the fog. They only felt that their speed became faster and their strength became stronger.

The three large-scale spells covering the entire castle consumed a lot of Morgiana's mana, but the witch of the lake **** did not intend to stop. Is planning to lead the elite troops to personally join the battlefield.

The wind of magic blew, and Morgiana began to sing her most powerful magic. The witch of the lake **** took the potion chalice and released the power in it. At her call, above the sky, a wandering comet Being pulled to the battlefield by Morgiana!

"The Comet of the Holy Grail of Elixir, destroy my enemies!"