Casting spells

This is the most exciting scene in the battlefield of the cold weapon era!

It is also a game where the real brave risk their lives!

The boundary between life and death is only less than a second at this moment!

But unfortunately, after only a short round of confrontation, Baron Kailanster led his men around in a big circle, turned around and ran towards the woods not far behind.

His attitude was so resolute that he completely ignored the desperate expressions on the faces of the infantry phalanx.

You must know that most of these recruits are compulsory recruits, and the training is seriously insufficient. Together with a small number of veterans, they have fought against an enemy whose strength is far superior to their own for more than half an hour. The casualties are two to three times that of the opponent. Persist until now, entirely out of fear of tyrants.

Because Kerwin threatened them, if anyone dared to turn around and run away on the battlefield, not only would he be executed, but his relatives would also suffer along with him.

But now, as the cavalry fled in all directions in a nearly defeated posture, the last bit of morale was quickly exhausted.

Soldiers who lost hope of winning either threw away their weapons and raised their hands and knelt down and chose to surrender, or rushed to the woods like crazy.

Within a distance of less than one kilometer, thousands of unlucky ones were chased and killed by the enemy cavalry. The dark red blood stained the ground, and almost every few steps would see one with open eyes, Corpse revealing fear of death.

"Pursue! The whole army pursues! Kill all these rebels!" The commander of the Kingdom's army blushed and shouted loudly, pulling out his sword.

According to the normal common sense of war, in the current situation, there is basically no possibility of a comeback, and it is a good opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity to expand the results of the battle.

No one would have thought that what a terrifying murderous intent was hidden in that dense forest.

But soon, the commander paid the price for the order he issued, a heavy and deadly price...

As soon as more than 200 red-eyed cavalry vanguards approached the woods, three huge steel puppets rushed out and lifted them up into the air with their horses and men. Within a few minutes, all the targets were dismantled into pieces, and the broken limbs and internal organs were scattered in all directions, and the picture was extremely impactful.

"Damn it! What's that?!" A cavalry officer hastily reined in his horse, staring dumbfounded at the gigantic monster shining with silver luster tens of meters away.

Body size is always the first criterion for most intelligent creatures to judge their strength.

A large size means that it is vigorous and difficult to kill. It also means that it has great strength. It can easily grab things weighing hundreds of kilograms or even tons as weapons.

"I... I don't know! But I think we'd better get out of the way."

"That's right! I don't want to fight such a steel giant!"

"Spread! Scatter! Stop chasing!"

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Amidst the chaos, more and more steel puppets left the cover of the forest, striding forward and rushing into the nearest enemy to start the frenzied slaughter mode.

They are like gods of death, unscrupulous reapers' fresh flesh and life, even if they are hit by boulders thrown by catapults, at most, their limbs are slightly deformed, and they can quickly get up and continue their previous work.

At the same time, the monster with a trace of regular power in its body was not to be outdone. With the help of unparalleled speed and flexible jumps, it outflanked the two wings and directly surrounded the enemy's infantry phalanx.

In just a few minutes, the offensive and defensive momentum reversed 180 degrees.

Appreciating the high-spirited Royal Army not long ago, Kerwin grinned bloodthirstyly and ordered without looking back: "Go! Kill them all! Remember! I don't need prisoners, Not even a ransom. What I want is royal blood."

"As you wish, my lord." Baron Kailanster put down his helmet with a snap, and shouted at the cavalry behind him who were eager to try: "Brave warriors! The time for revenge has come! Come, let us go and give those Arrogance brings fear and death to the enemy."

"We are fear and death!"

"Come on!"

Accompanied by the sharp neighing of the war horse, the traps arranged in advance finally closed.

Although tens of thousands of veterans of the kingdom rose up and resisted, they tried to gain a chance to negotiate by persevering.

But what they are facing is not an ordinary army at all, but a group of invulnerable steel puppets, and monsters who don't know what fear is at all and only know how to obey orders.

In less than 10 minutes, more than one-third of the soldiers fell in a pool of blood, and their corpses were even eaten or dismembered beyond recognition.

This nightmare-like feeling caused many remaining soldiers to begin to collapse, and a small number of them would rather commit suicide than let the enemy get close to them.

"They are finished! Congratulations, my dear friend, you have won a glorious victory, and at the same time half the land of the kingdom is defenseless, like a weak maiden, you can get everything you dream of with just a push .” While complimenting his allies, Isolt kept his eyes on the legions of spellcasters who hadn’t made a move from the beginning to the end.

Although the number of opponents is not large, there are less than 50 people in total.

But anyone who is familiar with the proper term of spellcaster legion knows that once there are less than 50 people in this area, once they exert their full strength, their destructive power will be even more terrifying than an elite army of [-] people.

"Hmph! Victory? No! This is not my victory, but the master's. Besides, don't you think it's too early to start celebrating now?" Kerwin sneered, his eyes revealing an extremely fierce look shine.

"Oh? You also noticed the legion of spellcasters who have never moved!" Isolt raised his eyebrows in surprise.

In his opinion, this ordinary but ambitious guy in front of him should not have such a keen intuition and corresponding knowledge.

Because in the relatively desolate western provinces, there are not enough and powerful spellcasters to form a legion, and the lords here have basically never seen a large number of spellcasters gather together to chant spells.

Chapter 63 Seeds

"Maybe I lack sufficient vision and insight, but this does not mean that I am an idiot. The powerful power hidden in the weak body of the caster will not be ignored by a ruler with a little sense. Tell me, you are sure to deal with it Are they?" Kerwin narrowed his eyes meaningfully and tentatively.

This is not only to test the strength of the enemy spellcaster army, but also to test whether the ally in front of him is worth making great efforts to win over.

You must know that in most countries and relatively wealthy regions in this world, whether the ruler likes it or not, they will train or recruit a spellcaster as their staff and staff. Invasion of magical powers.

It is both a tradition and an art of political compromise, giving spellcasters trust and power in exchange for their loyalty.

Although every ruler knows that this kind of loyalty is very limited, not to mention giving up his life for his employer, even if it is a little dangerous, the other party will disappear immediately.

But in any case, having the effect of a spellcaster and not having the effect of a spellcaster are definitely two concepts. When the former encounters the threat of magical power, there is basically no good way to do it, but the latter is just a name, and it can deter some attempts. An enemy who plots intrigues.

Obviously, Kerwin is currently in a state of no allegiance to the caster.

Whether it is Isolt and others who control the Spellcasters Guild, or the son of the merchant who looks down on him from the bottom of his heart, they are not obeying Zhang Cheng's orders in essence. The positions of the two parties are actually equal, and there is no one to whom.

But as an ambitious tyrant, he is more eager to have a group of spellcasters who obey his orders.

Perhaps it was impossible for Isolt to swear allegiance, but that didn't mean his subordinates and apprentices couldn't.

The old man undoubtedly knew what the other party was up to, and responded with a half-smile: "Don't worry, I have made corresponding arrangements. In the face of the vast knowledge bestowed by the master, the enemy's ridiculous magic has no chance to play at all. .If they dare to chant the spell, I guarantee it will be the last time they will have a voice from their throats."

"It sounds very interesting, so I'll wait and see." Kerwin stroked the thick beard on his chin, with a playful look in his eyes.

"This is our responsibility, as well as our obligation." Isolt pretended to bow slightly, then returned to the caster group, and winked at the other two accomplices.

The latter quickly led the apprentices to form a circle, cut his fingers lightly, and let the blood drip slowly under his feet.

In the blink of an eye, a dark red light followed the circular trajectory, continuously depicting symbols exuding a strong evil atmosphere one after another.

The moment the last symbol was completed, the entire sky suddenly dimmed, and it seemed as if a pair of eyes were hidden in the thick black clouds, looking down on all beings from a high position.

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