Mount & Blade: Wind of War

A huge number of mutant wyverns, wearing armor like heavy trucks, charged in the front to resist the rain of crossbow arrows, and charged directly down to assist in the attack with their huge numbers.

Even the powerful Rhodok Holy Defenders, the main combat unit of Lonely Mountain Castle, would be severely injured and vomit blood once they were knocked down by them and fell down the city, and they would no longer have the ability to fight.

Although the Griffin Knights of Lonely Mountain Castle also quickly attacked under the command of Kress, the number of the Wyvern Knights was a bit too large. After all, this was a war between one country and one place. After all, Lonely Mountain Castle was defending the world with one city in the north.

At this time, the elemental magic tower in the center of the city suddenly spread its brilliance. At the same time, a wall arrow tower not far away suddenly opened the curtain, revealing an old man with white hair but extremely strong muscles behind him. He was naked from the waist up, controlling a heavy crossbow cart with magic patterns and dark light flowing, and constantly attacking the mutant wyverns flying in the air.

Atiman Hellfire Crossbow is in rampage.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! A series of burning crossbow arrows fell down, and even those mutant wyverns with leather armor and good defense were blown to pieces, screaming and wailing.

Atiman was so conspicuous that he would naturally attract the attention and siege of the wyvern knights around him. However, it would be better if they didn't go. Once they went, it would only increase the losses.

On the arrow tower, suddenly there were white sword lights crisscrossing. The seemingly ordinary white sword lights cut and killed the wyvern knights as quickly and neatly as a hot knife melting snow.

This was natural, because the person guarding and protecting Atiman at this moment was the only legendary holy knight in the Lonely Mountain Castle, the first knight Fatis.

For a while, the blood rain spread and gushed, and huge corpses slid and fell. Fatis even had enough strength to control the falling corpses so as not to hurt his own soldiers fighting below.

If it was just the cooperation of Fatis and Atiman, the ancient orc wyvern knights could still hold on. After all, they were fanatical and fearless of death, and there were enough of them. Even if they died, they could directly replace the first wall of the Lonely Mountain Castle.

But at this moment, the spell of the Elemental Magic Tower was completely completed. A magnificent beam of light broke through the air and flew straight into the sky. The majestic energy even formed a dark red sea of ​​fire vortex.

The violent killing intent of the boiling sea and burning the sky condensed into a scarlet hot storm that filled the world. Amid the rumbling sound, fireballs broke through the air and flew out at an angle of tilt and slide, covering the front of the Lonely Mountain Castle. Even if they were avoided by the wyvern knights, these blazing fireballs would fall into the charging legion of the ancient orcs, ensuring that no one would be wasted.

Flame and lightning are both killing magics loved by the world on the battlefield, because their chain damage effect is really far above other magics.

Boom boom boom.

Legendary magic meteor shower.

To describe it in words, it is like a lava waterfall in a rushing stream. In this dark battle, it actually looks extremely magnificent.

The ancient orc wyvern army within the range of magic collapsed directly, and many wyverns even directly abandoned the knights who controlled them on their backs and flew away.

The mounts tamed by orcs always like to retain more animality. This has advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is of course that they can assist in combat and are not afraid of most emergencies. The disadvantage is that, like at this moment, the mounts think that their lives are more important, and they may even abandon their masters on their backs for survival.

"The power of magic is really amazing. My Lord Duke, you should reward Lady Isriel more. Even with the help of the power of the Elemental Mage Tower, Lady Isriel can already control the legendary magic so freely. Even if her magic cultivation has not reached that level, she should be not far from that level."

In the high tower of the city wall, Resarit, the commander of the coalition forces of Lonely Mountain Castle, gave this advice to Rhodes beside him.

Although his own duke married the elven princess Lady Likia Qiusha (Originally, Fatis's wife Osana was a princess, but Likia Qiusha married the Grand Duke of Lonely Mountain, so she became a princess. Not only the Qingyu elves, but even the people of Lonely Mountain Castle also agreed with this.), but as a legendary wizard, Resarit felt that this level of winning over was still not enough.

After all, it was just magic, not a natural disaster. Although the explosive power was strong, the stamina could not achieve the effect of flooding the seven armies.

After the effect of the meteor shower ended, there was a blazing sea of ​​fire in front of the Lonely Mountain Castle, and the strong smell of burning corpses was nauseating.

Then, the ancient orcs who had used up the siege ladders finally retreated, but everyone knew that this was just a probing attack. The endless ancient orc army in front of them did not decrease at all. When they were ready to attack the city again, it would definitely not be as easy as it is now.

From Rhode's perspective, delay as much as you can. A million soldiers are not engaged in production and are completely devoted to fighting. The daily consumption of food and horse fodder is an extremely exaggerated number.

Even if the ancient orcs are fanatical and fierce, can exchange people for food, and can still maintain morale and combat effectiveness, the number of people who eat themselves will drop at a terrifying rate.

But because of this, the time for the next battle will never be far away.

Boom boom boom, at this moment, thunder was flowing in the sky, blue and white light flashed, and then it started to rain.

Rain is a good thing, it can wash away the dirty blood on the city wall.

Rhodes knew about the tricks such as gold juice and plague. After all, the soul came from the Earth race with the longest civilization heritage. Many war methods were like engraved in the depths of the soul, and they would naturally emerge when needed.

However, different worlds, different situations, specific situations, specific analysis.

Take gold juice as an example, boil manure in an iron pot on the city wall, and then sprinkle it when the enemy attacks the city. In terms of medical methods of this era, ordinary people are basically hopeless unless extraordinary people take action.

However, Rhodes considered that if he did so, he might lose the morale of both the enemy and his own side, so he gave up.

As for corpse plague, it was a skill specially studied by necromancers and shamans, and Rhodes felt that there was no need for him to get involved.

In this world, soldiers can be upgraded and have countless magical powers to assist them. These tricks from the low-magic plane are actually not of much value. Even in the low-magic plane, these are unorthodox means that cannot really determine the outcome of a war.