Grandmaster Hunter of Age of Mythology

It was said that at about ten o'clock in the evening, when everything was quiet, the church armed forces approached the city like ghosts. According to long-standing practice, they sent people to open the city gates, trying to test whether the city was still controlled by the church. Although they did not hold much hope in their hearts, they still decided to give it a try.

In the rear, the white-robed priests and generals were sternly planning the siege, making preparations for both scenarios. They knew very well that this battle might determine the fate of many people.

A knight in silver armor holding a white flag slowly came to a place a hundred meters away and shouted at the top of his voice: "Listen, soldiers on the city wall, open the city gate, we are just passing by here and want to rest and eat. We will leave your city tomorrow and will not harm you! I hope you will give me some convenience..." His voice echoed in the silent night sky, with a hint of prayer, but also a hint of threat.

Upon hearing this, the captain of the royal guards waved his hand and shouted angrily: "Sharpshooter Ryan, shoot him. The rest of you, pay attention and prepare to declare war. They have all starved to death and deserve to die!" His eyes were full of determination and anger.

The sharpshooter named Ryan, holding a well-made hard bow, drew the bow and arrow under the cover of night with his keen sense acquired over the years. He took a deep breath, exerted force instantly, and the sharp arrow flew out like a meteor, accurately killing the shouting soldier with powerful force.

The church armed forces saw this and blew the horn instantly, the low and rapid sound piercing the night sky. Then, they rushed in like a tide, carrying the siege ladders made of hastily cut wood on the road and tied with cow tendon ropes, and charged with all their strength.

Each of the vanguard siege troops was protected by golden light, which was the [Holy Light Protection] bestowed upon them by the priests, greatly enhancing their defense.

However, before this, just in case, when the cultist warriors fell, the priests gave up rescuing them with tears in their eyes. They knew that it was very important to preserve their strength at this moment, so they had to give up divine healing.

Such scenes are not uncommon. Every attack and defense is full of cruelty and helplessness.

Senior Sendi in the sky was riding on his war eagle Zhuangzhuang, looking down proudly at the open land below.

At this time, the siege troops that were surging like a tide were attacking the city fiercely, but all this failed to attract his attention at all.

His eyes were always fixed on the mysterious and powerful archery unit behind him, and he quickly adjusted his posture, assuming a fierce attacking stance.

I saw Senior Sendi waving his hands and muttering something. In an instant, a violent thunderstorm magic descended from the sky, like a huge electric net, completely covering a large area.

Then, he casually waved the magic wand in his hand, and a dazzling lightning ray magic whizzed out, rushing straight towards a sharpshooter dressed in gorgeous armor and exuding the majestic aura of a paladin at an astonishing speed.

The sharpshooter didn't even have time to react. With a muffled "puff" sound, the lightning ray had already penetrated his body. Blood splattered everywhere, and the powerful sharpshooter died on the spot.

Such a horrific blow shocked everyone present, especially the armed members of the church, who felt unprecedented fear and shock.

The sharpshooter who was just easily killed by Senior Sendi is by no means an ordinary character, but a warrior who has experienced many battles and has made great achievements!

Just in a short moment, the Paladin's sharpshooter shot and killed three soldiers defending the city in succession with just a wave of his hand, demonstrating his extraordinary combat skills and accurate shooting ability.

However, what was unexpected was that when he encountered the thunder magic released by Senior Sendi, his hands and feet seemed to be bound by an invisible force, his whole body was paralyzed in an instant, and his movements became extremely slow.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Senior Sendi launched a fatal attack from the air, piercing through him directly, causing him to die tragically.

The church's armed forces couldn't reach Master Sendy at all, and could only sigh to the sky. They also had to be on guard against his sudden attack at any time, which was extremely painful because the aerial magician was focused on shooting.

The infantry crossbows on the city wall rained down on the surging crowd. The shield-bearing knights were able to block most of the crossbow fire and provide protection for the rear, so only a few people were injured, and only the archers repeatedly made gains...

A tragic siege was taking place. Hundreds of thousands of church armed forces surged towards the fortified city like a tide, their eyes burning with fanatical flames, but their rumbling hunger was mercilessly torturing their bodies.

On the city wall, the soldiers guarding the city were ready for battle, their faces grim and resolute. When they were less than fifty meters away, the catapults kept throwing huge stones, whistling and smashing into the dense crowd below the city.

Every time a rock fell, there would be a bloody storm, limbs flying everywhere, and screams could be heard everywhere.

The church soldiers sang hymns loudly, fearless of death, and pushed the siege towers and ladders forward with all their might. Under the cover of heavy infantry, the accompanying priests continuously cast spells to protect the soldiers attacking the city, providing sufficient wartime protection.

However, hunger made their steps heavy and slow.

In the first charge, they were repelled by the boiling oil and arrows pouring down from the city wall before they even got close to the city wall. After more than an hour of bloody fighting, they left thousands of corpses behind and retreated in panic.

The cries of the wounded echoed in the chaotic battlefield, but could not shake their determination blinded by religious fanaticism.

On the flames of the city wall, the battle between the church armed forces and the royal guards was thrilling, like a cruel and heroic picture.

When the church armed forces launched a second charge...

Those brave paladins struggled to put the ladders up to the city wall under the rain of arrows. Their armors gleamed dimly in the rain of arrows, but their faces were full of determination and resoluteness.

The imperial guards led a team on high alert, holding their weapons tightly and staring at the approaching enemy. As the first paladin jumped onto the wall, the battle broke out instantly.

The captain of the imperial guards took the lead in the attack. He roared and swung his long sword, which collided violently with the paladin's heavy sword, making a sharp metal clang. Sparks flew everywhere, and both sides used all their strength, and every move and every style was determined to kill.

The imperial guards led their troops to engage in a desperate fight with the paladins. Some guards used their agility to shuttle between the paladins' attacks, trying to find flaws to counterattack; others used their tenacious will to withstand the paladins' heavy blows, and never retreated a single step even if their bodies were shaky.

This paladin was like a beast, wielding his heavy sword, and the wind whistled wherever he went. His sword skills were so sharp that he knocked an ordinary warrior to the ground in one blow.

Upon seeing this, the royal guards coordinated with each other and attacked the paladin from different directions, trying to restrain his actions.

But the Paladin was a veteran of many battles. He dodged the attack from the side by leaning sideways, and at the same time, with a swing of his heavy sword, he repelled the guards in front of him. However, the warriors did not retreat at all. They kept changing their attack methods and engaged in a long tug-of-war with the Paladin.

During the battle, blood splattered continuously, staining the ground of the city wall red. Some of the royal guards were knocked down by the powerful force of the paladins, but they quickly got up and joined the battle again. The paladins were tortured by hunger and their physical strength gradually declined, but they still fought desperately with their tenacious faith.

During the entire battle, both sides were blood-thirsty, and the sounds of shouting and weapons clashing were intertwined together, as if they were going to shatter the world.

Every moment someone falls down, and every moment someone continues to charge forward. This is a life-and-death battle with no retreat.