Crown of Silence

Chapter 567 Defensive Position

"The Day of Judgment is coming! Saints and sinners must be divided on the left and right! This day is coming, are you ready? This day is coming, are you ready?!"

Amid the vague and hoarse singing, loud noises erupted again and again, and pillars of fire shot up into the sky, as if the sword of judgment of God was cast from the sky, setting off rolling waves and roars.

The flames were raised high.

Under the shining of the burning holy emblem, the priests in iron clothes pointed their fingers forward, and the demons who were singing enthusiastically rushed forward.

The sickly look disappeared, as if running to heaven, using both hands and feet, singing ecstatically, at an incredibly fast speed, and in just a moment, they rushed into the dark green water ghost group.

Immediately afterwards, they hugged any demon closest to them, and their bodies suddenly expanded, and the sutured wounds bulged and cracked, spewing out scorching light and flames.

The alchemical matrix implanted in the body was activated, frantically extracting the surrounding ether, emitting terrifying high heat, creating a vacuum of death, and then exploded in an instant, with high pressure several times higher than the survival range sweeping in all directions.

Explosion!

Flames, air pressure, and impact swept across the ground like an iron plow.

Each explosion left a large pit of dozens of meters in radius on the beach. The terrifying shock wave blew all the way to the top of the city wall, turning into a blazing burning wind, blowing in the face.

Ye Qingxuan's hair was blown up by the scorching wind, and his dark pupils reflected the sacred and strange flames.

Shi Dong raised his hand, lightly blocked a piece of falling meat, and threw it under the city wall.

"You made the demon into a bomb?"

"Well, it's a very simple process."

Shi Dong replied: "Prefrontal lobotomy, brainwashing, visceral removal, Implant the self-destruct matrix, suture the wound, and give it another shot of antibiotics to prevent inflammation. Although the survival period is relatively short, it doesn't matter as long as it is used within seven days...

A skilled apprentice can complete it in just fifteen minutes. It can be regarded as a kind of waste utilization, which is good value for money. There are many similar cruel methods in the Inquisition.

After all, we used the Holy City license to recruit a large group of black musicians back then.

But... can the Grand Inquisitor approve of our unscrupulous style of doing things? "

"Since it is a demon, it doesn't matter."

Ye Qingxuan glanced at him with a smile: "But it's better to be careful. It's better not to make plans for some people. Forget about such insignificant temptations in the future."

Shi Dong bowed his head respectfully, glanced at the empty place behind Ye Qingxuan, and smiled and greeted: "Please rest assured, there were also members with demon blood in the Inquisition back then."

There seemed to be a faint cold snort in the air, and the cold feeling like a fishbone stuck in the throat swept over and disappeared again.

After a round of bombing by human bombs, the front line of the water ghosts rushing to the shallows has been destroyed and looks riddled with holes, but the continuous explosions and deaths still did not make them retreat. Instead, they sped up because there was a vacant position in front.

"It's no longer a dense array, but a scattered array - do demons also understand tactics?"

Ye Qingxuan looked at the water ghosts rushing up without any rules, and raised his eyebrows slightly: if they were scattered and not crowded together, the explosive lethality of the transformed demons would also begin to weaken.

What's more, basically within a few minutes, all the transformed demons have been exhausted.

In a short period of time, this convenient method can't be used again.

"It doesn't matter."

Shi Dong replied calmly: "Just now it was just a prelude. If there is no close combat, how can it be considered a war?"

The sound of armor rubbing against each other sounded from under the city.

That was the sound of the power armor starting and the array moving forward.

After the assembly was completed, the witch hammers that had been waiting in formation received the order, and the knights stepped onto the battlefield. With the help of exoskeleton power armor, they rushed out of the city gate and rushed into the demon's line.

Under the illumination of the flame pillar, those knights who were more than two meters tall, like steel giants, held tower shields and halberds, and their footsteps hit the ground, bursting out like a drum.

"Heavy armor knight?"

Ye Qingxuan saw the coming person clearly and couldn't help frowning.

Since the popularization of power armor a hundred years ago, the role of heavy cavalry on the battlefield has been replaced by heavy armor.

The heavy power exoskeletons operated by the knights often play the most important role on the battlefield-assembling the queue, using their own mobility and defense to penetrate the enemy's line, destroying the enemy with their own strength, and creating a stage for the subsequent sword dancers and infantry to perform.

By then, the defeated enemy will be completely destroyed under the thunder sweep.

But the premise is that there are enough troops to sweep afterwards.

At this moment, when all available troops, including reserves and foreign aid, are less than 1,000, it is meaningless for the heavy armored knights to charge. Even if they defeat the enemy's formation, there is no manpower to complete the next harvest.

Moreover, the water ghosts, which will go crazy when they smell human breath, are not an army that will lose all fighting spirit once they are defeated. No matter how much the loss ratio is, it will never be over until the last one is dead.

If you rush in rashly, you will only be blocked by more and more water ghosts who will do their best to stop you, and then be worn down by the human wave tactics.

Although it looks heroic and passionate, it is actually just a suicide.

As he watched silently, sixty heavy-armored judgement knights had all boarded the battlefield.

After rushing out of the city gate, they did not gather together, but dispersed.

According to their own numbers and orders, they gathered under the six flames, guarding the six armored priests.

Then, the tower shield landed, the air pressure pump started, and the fixed rivets were wedged into the stone and took root.

Under the push of the machinery, the sharp iron nails in the tower shield popped out, and the folded structure on the inside expanded to both sides, riveted with other tower shields.

Surrounding the six priests, the six teams of heavy witch hammers did not charge, but surrounded the iron wall on the spot, and built a temporary fortress with tower shields and their own weapons.

The six temporary fortresses were six support points, which built a standard defense position at the forefront of the demons' line-to meet the upcoming impact.

Really, can you hold on?

There were many military personnel among the organists watching the battle on the city wall. Almost all of them had battlefield experience, and some had even personally executed this tactic, but at this moment, they could not help but feel a strong sense of doubt in their hearts.

There was nothing wrong with the construction of a temporary fortress, and it could even be said to be a wise move, but its threat lay in the etheric suppression formed by the intersection of the six fortresses.

It was like a nail in the throat of the enemy. If it could not be pulled out, there would be a risk of continuous pain and death.

But if there was not enough attack power, then the defensive position was not a threat at all, it was just equivalent to having six more obstacles.

Even if you can't hit it, just go around it.

It's even easy to extinguish it with your backhand.

On the bastion, Ye Qingxuan behind the wall understood it instantly.

"I see..."

He looked at the courtyard of the fortress behind him, his eyes suddenly clear.

"As expected of you, Lord Inquisitor." Shi Dong smiled, "You know all about this trick."

"I just read the spoilers in advance with the help of etheric induction." Ye Qingxuan smiled, "But it is indeed a very effective way to deal with enemies like demons. I have also learned a lot."

Before he finished speaking, the scattered water ghost line had already collided with the defensive position.

Endless dark green surged in the chaotic array, making people dizzy, like waves, hitting the fortress without hesitation.

It was like dark green waves crashing on the reef.

What was splashed was sticky blood and broken limbs.

Behind the tower shield, the heavily armored knights who were ready for battle raised the red-hot halberds in their hands, like a hot knife cutting wax, easily splitting the bony shell of the water ghost, splitting the limbs, and cutting it into two.

The dark green waves were split by the reef, and then gathered again behind the fortress, rushing towards the gate of the fortress.

The disadvantages were revealed.

If there are not enough attacks to eliminate the enemies that keep rushing up, then the defensive position is meaningless.

Behind the tower shield iron wall, under the protection of several heavy armored knights, the purifiers raised their flame banners again.

They said:

"--The light of heaven is coming here."

The next moment, the horn sounded, announcing the arrival of dawn.

"Night on the Barren Mountain"!

No one is more familiar with the breath of the melody than Ye Qingxuan. In the inner courtyard of the fortress, the purification musicians standing on the alchemical matrix have synchronized with each other and played the magnificent symphony representing punishment and redemption in unison.

There are a total of forty.

The forty resonance musicians are in tune with each other, and what they burst out is a uniform ether wave.

At the top of the fortress, the pillar of fire spins wildly, rushing into the sky, tearing through the dark clouds in the sky, revealing a faint star.

The restraints of the lightless sea were torn apart, and the noise and clutter in the nine-layer ether sea were temporarily dispelled. The endless ether turned into a tide, falling from the sky and pouring into the matrix.

And in the center of the matrix, the alloy-cast stake glowed with a blazing light, driving the roar of the horn and the sonorous melody, spewing flames and soaring into the sky!

In just a few moments, thirteen metal stakes flew into the sky.

They glowed with violent light like the scorching sun, breaking through the limitations of the wind and rain, tearing through the hurricane, and rising to the top of the sky in the roaring melody.

Like burning stars in the lightless night.

Then, under the guidance of the flame flags held high by the group of priests, they smashed into the ground!

The loud sound of breaking through the air turned into the classical rhythm of the melody, and in the piercing scream that tore the air, it set off layer after layer of air waves, like a burning meteorite.

Falling from the sky!