Grandmaster Hunter of Age of Mythology

The battle between the Paladin and the Imperial Guards was evenly matched. However, the battle was extremely brutal. A Paladin, as powerful as a god of war, killed a Imperial Guard and more than 20 ordinary soldiers in the fierce battle. The scene was extremely miserable and frightening.

The paladins were filled with resentment when they fell. They secretly regretted that if they were not hungry, how could these people stop them? They could only blame... the Lord... for not blessing them.

But in the end, the attackers were repelled again, leaving corpses all over the city walls, like a Shura field.

His Royal Highness breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the enemy retreat. At his feet, two seriously injured imperial guards were lying, and more than a dozen ordinary soldiers had died tragically.

Under the protection of these warriors, the prince actually killed a paladin with his own hands. But he himself almost died, his armor was severely deformed by the opponent's collision, and he felt severe pain in his ribs, but fortunately his life was not in danger.

"Come here, send the wounded down for proper treatment, and throw the enemies off the city wall..." His Royal Highness shouted at the top of his lungs.

His Royal Highness looked around and found it hard to accept such heavy casualties. Although the enemy was suffering from hunger, driven by religious fanaticism, they burst out with powerful fighting power. People in desperate situations became extremely brave, which made him marvel.

"Your Highness is so brave that he actually killed a paladin." At this time, another wave of guards hurried over and protected His Royal Highness the Prince closely.

The prince sighed and said, "It's all thanks to the soldiers' dedication, otherwise I would have died long ago. These soldiers should be buried with honor, and their families should receive high-level pensions. Our royal guards are no match for the paladins..." His words were full of helplessness and admiration.

After the prince finished speaking, he endured the pain and ordered his soldiers to clean up the battlefield. The bodies of the enemies on the city wall were thrown down one after another, and everyone was on high alert, ready to face the next more brutal battle.

After a short rest, various sections of the city wall came forward to report the situation.

What is distressing is that more than 7,000 of our own soldiers were killed, while at least 20,000 of the church's armed forces were killed. Behind each of these numbers is a life lost. These are the results of the battles built up with the lives of the soldiers, and in the end, they successfully killed more than 500 paladins.

You know, the Paladins are the real trump card of the Church Armed Forces. The loss of 500 people is absolutely a disaster for the Church Armed Forces. It takes at least 15 to 30 years to train such elites, and every death is extremely painful.

At this time, Senior Sendi shined brilliantly on the battlefield filled with smoke and deafening shouts of killing. He was sitting upright on Zhuangzhuang's back, his purple magic robe fluttering in the wind, with mysterious and complex runes embroidered on the corners of his robe, shining faintly under the reflection of the flames of war.

His eyes as deep as the sea were surging with magical power at this moment. He danced his hands quickly, muttered something, and performed amazing and superb magic.

The powerful magic power waved like a surging wave, rolling and spreading in all directions. Every time a magical light flashed, the lightning spell covered an area of ​​more than ten meters in diameter, like a thunderbolt.

The sharpshooters of the church below cried out in pain. Although they relied on the protection of light to withstand the magic, their dodging movements were not coordinated and they were easily penetrated by a lightning ray of magic from Sendi. One sharpshooter watched helplessly as he was hit, with no way to avoid it...

With this unrivaled strength, he was able to move freely in the air, and the magic in his hand became the sharpest weapon. The enemy seemed so fragile in front of his magic that they could not withstand a single blow.

Wherever he went, enemies fell one after another, blood splattered everywhere, forming a tragic scene...

After a thrilling battle, Senior Sendi also looked exhausted. His forehead was covered with beads of sweat, which slid down his cheeks, leaving traces in the dust.

His breathing was a little rapid and his chest heaved violently, but his eyes were still as firm as a rock, revealing his indomitable will and persistence in victory.

He quickly took out various precious recovery potions from his arms and drank them all without hesitation.

After a short breath, he gently stroked the head of his loyal partner Zhuangzhuang under his crotch and said softly:

"Zhuangzhuang, let's go back to the city."

Let Zhuangzhuang fly away from the battlefield and fly towards the city of Ankola. He had to wait for his elemental energy to recover so that he could fight again at the critical moment.

With his outstanding fighting skills, Sendi not only eliminated some sharpshooters that posed a great threat to the city defenders, greatly relieving the pressure on the defenders on the city walls, but also may have killed several enemy commanders in the chaos.

Each of his moves was extremely accurate, as if they were carefully calculated and the timing was just right, which undoubtedly created extremely favorable conditions for the defenders. Assisting in the defense of the city at this moment would allow him to rest in peace and play an important role.

All this was under the close observation of Kashin and the scouts' pet birds. They carefully kept the logistics support troops in the air, and the four hundred elite soldiers were quietly hidden in a small forest two miles away.

Important supplies for the church's armed forces were hidden here. After a fierce bloody battle, the church's light cavalry guarding the logistical supplies had been completely wiped out, and about five hundred people had fallen on this land.

Kashin basically shared vision with Night Owl Angel, so he knew the situation on the battlefield very well.

He calmly estimated that although the battle in Ankola City was brutal, it should be able to be held with tenacious resistance and existing defensive forces. Therefore, he decisively decided to keep his troops in place and silently witnessed the entire siege process of the church armed forces.

"Everyone, take a rest. Right now, the church has suffered heavy losses, but for the sake of food, they have to continue the siege, so they will definitely organize a third siege. We are not going to support the troops defending the city of Ankola, but to wait for the church's armed forces to be exhausted and take advantage of them. However, there is one thing, once the church's armed forces escape, we will be responsible for chasing them down..."

Kashin told the story slowly and methodically.

Jean Tocque frowned, looking puzzled: "Captain, don't you want to intervene in the war now? They are already exhausted. Now should be the best time for us to start a killing spree, haha!"

The mercenary assassin captain named Mole led more than a hundred assassins, quietly changed into the military uniforms of the church armed forces, and prepared to find an opportunity to launch a surprise attack without making a sound.

He said calmly: "We can't stop the human wave tactics, so we are responsible for the pursuit. Let us, the 104 assassins, get closer to the battlefield and wait for opportunities to assassinate and poison. Don't worry, we have three sharpshooters to cover us..."

The timing often determines the outcome of a battle and the number of casualties. Kashin's decision, seemingly conservative, was actually a weighing of the pros and cons, waiting for the best time to attack.

Kashin smiled and explained:

"We have too few people, and are not suitable for positional warfare. I have chosen the safest method of warfare. I must bring my brothers back safely without any casualties. Therefore, before the general attack, the church's armed forces are likely to retreat and flee in all directions. At that time, each hunter will track down a group of people and make sure to kill one person at a time."

The hunters in the Mercenary Association are all experienced senior hunters. After careful consideration, they all believe that this matter is reliable.

After all, they are not the main force supporting the siege. Even if the city of Ankola falls, it has little to do with them. They only need to make merit and have no mission to defend the land. The team's tactics are a sure win.