Emperor of Arcane

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A series of jet-black crossbow arrows rushed towards the bridge.

The makeshift wooden shield seemed to be useless and was easily penetrated.

The barbarian soldiers without any armor fell down in pieces.

The almost desperate barbarian soldiers roared and charged towards them, with unwillingness and panic in their eyes.

Then, they all fell under the strong fortress.

Anger and unwillingness cannot change any outcome.

Seeing that the small tribe on the other side has basically disappeared.

Ordering the soldiers to clean up the corpses, Beelzebub was thankful that he and his tribe were recruited by the lord.

Otherwise, he would most likely end up like this!

"The small tribes have been cleared, and now it's the turn of the medium-sized tribes."

Looking at the restless barbarian camp on the other side of the river, Beelzebub shook his head meaningfully and continued:

"As long as the knife doesn't hit their heads, they will happily carve up and annex small tribes."

"Now all the small tribes are gone, and the remaining four medium-sized tribes are going to be finished..."

After hearing Beelzebub's words, Leon looked at the other side with interest:

"So, that big tribe is preparing to eliminate unstable factors and take control of all soldiers?"

as expected.

Soon there was the next group of barbarian soldiers, roaring and rushing over.

They have stronger combat effectiveness and better equipment than the previous small tribe barbarian soldiers.

However, their "importance" was not as good as that of the barbarian soldiers from the previous small tribes.

After being attacked, he became a little stagnant.

Still under the attack of the supervising team's butcher's knife, he reluctantly continued to attack.

Beelzebub quickly reduced the frequency of shooting and allowed these barbarian soldiers to rush forward.

Such a good training target, as well as an enemy that represents merit and rewards, must be "slow and steady".

The first batch is 1,000 people.

They fought to the death.

He pioneered in repelling the defensive soldiers at the bridge led by Beelzebub, withstood the crossbow attack, and finally reached the fortress.

I kept fighting for an hour.

When they were about to be completely wiped out.

The second batch of 1,500 people rushed over.

The attack continued.

They withstood the baptism of crossbow arrows and were about to rush to the fortress wall, but were defeated by Beelzebub who was fighting in a bloody battle.

When they caught up again, the second batch of reinforcements from the Gulf Leader rotation arrived.

He pushed them down forcefully.

The two sides fought repeatedly on the city wall.

The barbarian soldiers crowded on the bridge at the rear were unable to rush forward and could only be passively attacked.

Some barbarian soldiers tried to jump into the water and swim up from the shore.

But they soon discovered that the bridgehead was surrounded by towering walls on all sides.

With their bare hands, they were unable to do anything to the soldiers on the wall, and instead became targets for their shooting.

They persisted for two hours, but ultimately failed to capture the fortress. The remaining two to three hundred people fled in panic.

Hallel valued these survivors very much and asked about the situation of the fortress in front of everyone:

"There are not many people in the fortress, only four to five hundred people in total. We lost at least about 300 people in two days."

"Even if they have two teams of reinforcements, they are still exhausted after a long battle. They won't be able to hold on for long."

"Gather all the shields together, bring long pieces of wood, build a temporary long ladder, and launch a simultaneous attack from the left and right sides."

"In addition, my Eagle Knights are also preparing to attack together. They will first pull out the watchtowers and then attack the shooters below..."

"Each tribe brings out its elite soldiers, and my 200 personal guards attack first!"

"Such elite soldiers are already the strongest combat force in this area."

"As long as we deal with them, we can take over the plains below the river..."

"..."

The tribal leader was a little shaken.

They were quite suspicious of Hallel's purpose in doing this!

However, I heard Hallel’s dedicated arrangements.

He took up his own bodyguards and the ace troops in his hands.

It seems that he is ready to spend a lot of money.

They also felt relieved.

Those at the front were Harel's elite guards anyway, and they would die first.

They each mobilized some elite soldiers, and together with Hallel, they gathered 3,000 people.

Another attack was launched.

About 1,000 barbarian soldiers, carrying long sticks and timber, as well as long ladders made in the past two days, jumped from the wooden bridge out of the range of the crossbows.

After they were in position, the barbarian soldiers holding shields rushed over withstand the attack of crossbow arrows.

This time, they faced the menacing barbarian soldiers.

Angela just calmly ordered full firepower and released a signal magic bomb to request support.

Her move made the attacking barbarian soldiers overjoyed.

"They can't hold it anymore!"

"Come on!"

"Kill them, and this grassland will be ours!"

"Kill, don't stop!"

"dash forward!"

"..."

The first batch of barbarian soldiers stepped over the corpses and blood puddles of their companions and rushed to the bottom of the fortress in one breath.

They continued to attack up the steep slope.

Those tall and burly barbarian guards.

All of them possess mid-level or above combat prowess.

They are physically strong, holding a big axe, and each has a challenge level of 8+!

The leading guard captain.

He is also a high-level barbarian!

This guy was shirtless and 2.34 meters tall, which gave ordinary soldiers a considerable sense of oppression.

Then, they ran into Beelzebub and the captains of the Gulf Territory.

Their momentum had just been contained.

Angela tore open a group protection scroll and issued an order:

"Fire arrows with all your strength!

A heavy crossbow arrow that hits the head and face.

Shrouded from all sides.

The powerful barbarian guards fell to the ground before they could show their powerful lethality.

When they were enveloped by crossbow arrows, they were as fragile as other ordinary barbarian soldiers.

The Eagle Knights, who had high hopes, suddenly fell from the sky one after another under a terrifying pressure before they could attack the guard tower.

The screaming Eagle Knight fell like dumplings.

When Yaya's beautiful figure fell from the sky, it tore the remaining 10 or so Eagle Knights into pieces.

The barbarian soldiers immediately fell into panic.

They tried to abandon the attack and retreat.

Matthew pointed his staff downward and fired five fireballs in succession.

Boom!

Boom!

A huge gap opened in the wooden bridge.

Seeing the broken bridge from which they could no longer return, the barbarian soldiers who retreated hastily fell into deep despair.

tread! tread! tread!

The soldiers of the Gulf Territory, all lined up, rushed forward in large strides.

With no way out, the barbarian soldiers clenched their weapons again amid a chaotic roar, preparing for a last-ditch battle.

Unexpectedly, the Gulf Territory soldiers did not launch an attack, and even the crossbow arrows that had been falling stopped.

Beelzebub walked up, glanced at the remaining 2,000 soldiers, and said in barbarian language:

"Put down your weapons, you have been abandoned!"

"Harrell's butcher's knife has fallen on your compatriots."

The barbarian soldiers were stunned, and then heard a commotion on the other side.