My Magic Age

The moonlight was swaying in the silver mountains and fields. With shouts and cries, the brutal barbarians held six or seven-meter-long stone sticks. Behind each barbarian, a shadow of a barbarian god condensed. Seven barbarians stood in a row on the ancient road and approached step by step with great momentum. Even though the falcons here were numerous and strong, no one could break the combined attack of the seven barbarians.

They had already caught up with the tail of the civilian team. The fierce stone sticks hit the ground like a mortar shell, hitting the rocks on the ground and making a "booming" sound.

The panicked civilians fled in panic, like ants on a hot pot, swarming towards the gap in the middle of the ice wall. The weak ones who ran at the back were cut all over by the flying rock fragments. Some of them were unlucky and were hit in the thighs or scratched on the head by the broken rocks, and then they wailed or fell down without a sound. The remaining civilians didn't even dare to turn their heads back, holding their heads and rushing forward desperately. In their hearts, they might think that there was a shelter behind this ice wall, so they tried their best to rush through it.

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The seven barbarians all have the strength of a level 10 warrior or above. At this moment, many warriors in the crowd could not bear the oppressive atmosphere and were unwilling to retreat again and again. If they retreated again, the battle formation here would be completely disintegrated. Moreover, dozens of the best falcons in El City were actually forced to retreat from the front by seven barbarians from the barbarian tribe in the wild. If this word were spread out, it would really be unpleasant.

Until they saw a huge ice wall built at the pass of the ancient road exit, the morale of the Falcon team suddenly became like a wildfire in the wilderness. The fire soared into the sky with a slight breeze. The last bit of morale of the Falcons was also completely aroused. More than a dozen warriors in the team rushed towards the seven barbarians. They turned into a white light, raised their shields with both hands, leaned forward, and used their shoulders to support the top of the solid shield.

‘Charge’

That’s right, if they don’t take action, there will be no chance. The figures of barbarians appeared one after another on the ancient road behind them. They were whistling loudly, and the sound resounded through the valley, as if they were conveying some information. The sound came one after another.

The seven barbarians were also worried that if they let the human slaves they had worked hard to capture in the past half month run away, they would be severely punished by the patriarch and tribal elders.

They bit the tail of these civilian teams almost desperately. No matter what means these falcons took, they defeated them with the stone sticks in their hands, and they were also waiting for the barbarians to come to reinforce. Feather arrows were shot from time to time, and they could only try their best to dance the stone sticks tightly to block those feather arrows with tricky angles.

The constant appearance of barbarians in the valley greatly inspired the morale of the seven barbarian warriors. Although their bodies were already tired, they still rushed forward frantically.

At this time, the seven barbarians saw the thirteen warriors who started the "charge" at the same time and rushed over together. They reacted quickly, took a half step forward, kept their bodies in a bow stance, and then swung the stone sticks horizontally. Seven stone sticks, with whistling wind and the buzzing sound of tearing the air, hit the shields of the charging warriors fiercely.

"Dangdangdang..."

The endless huge impacts made everyone's eardrums buzz.

The huge force broke the heavy tower shields and stone sticks one after another. The seven barbarians obviously did not expect the thirteen warriors to be so resolute. The seven warriors who rushed to the front hit the stone sticks, their shields broke, and their heavy armor was cracked. Their bodies were also hit by the stone sticks. Several seriously injured warriors had their sternums sunken, and they fell on the snow in the ancient road with blood spurting out of their mouths. Their lives were unknown.

The barbarians did not expect that this time these falcon warriors would face the stone sticks, and they would not dodge at all. Regardless of casualties, they would smash their stone sticks head-on. Seeing the seven human warriors being hit and bleeding, the barbarian warriors were forced to stop, with a look of horror on their faces, watching the remaining six shield warriors behind them slam their shields on the faces of the seven barbarians. In the eyes of these barbarians, this mountain and the whole world were constantly spinning in their eye sockets.

I opened my mouth wide to see this tragic scene.

The Falcon Warriors stopped the seven barbarians who were biting the tail of the large army at all costs, and used the tactic of exchanging injuries to break the barbarians' defense like a barrier.

The shield warriors who followed behind finally took advantage of this opportunity and used their huge shields to "stun" the seven barbarians.

After that, at the moment when the barbarians were "stunned", several assassins with sharp daggers appeared behind the barbarians and cut the barbarians' throats with daggers. The blood was like a stream of arrows, splattering three or four meters away. Seeing the bodies of the seven barbarians fall down, the barbarians chasing behind let out waves of angry and violent roars.

Such a tragic battle was going on in front of me. I looked at the shield warriors lying on the snow with blood spurting from their mouths in a daze, thinking to myself: Maybe these warriors had to face such a fate the moment they picked up their shields.

The minotaur Luka kept shouting loudly, guiding the civilians to run out of the ice wall exit, and to disperse quickly and run as far as possible.

Using the warrior's serious injury in exchange for the death of the barbarian warrior is not a cost-effective thing for the Falcons anyway. It can be said to be the most helpless move. In this way, this civilian team finally distanced itself from the barbarians again. The closest barbarians chasing after them were thousands of meters away. The members of the Falcon Team regrouped to face those ferocious barbarians. people to form a new line of defense to ensure that these civilians escape as far as possible.

"Jia... Jijia, hurry up and help!" Cynthia finally appeared in front of me with a big sword in one hand. She had no time to criticize me for going my own way, and she didn't have time to think about why I was still standing here. She just Thinking of being a magic apprentice with 'hydrotherapy', that's enough.

I jumped off the ice wall without hesitation, facing the crowd rushing towards the gap in the ice wall, and walked forward in the opposite direction.

Cynthia's figure was like a light swift. She jumped up and suddenly appeared behind me. She grabbed my collar and lifted me up savagely. I only felt the whistling wind in my ears. When my eyesight recovered, I found that Cynthia had brought me to the injured soldiers. Someone was already treating their wounds, but they were limited to simple bandaging. The armors of several shield warriors have been taken off. The injuries of these warriors all seem to be similar. The barbarian's stone stick almost smashed the chests of several warriors. Their faces are pale, their breath is very weak, and they are all in serious condition. In coma.

"Are they still alive?" Cynthia asked me eagerly.

Looking up at the barbarians in the distance, I calmed down and said to Cynthia: "I'm not sure. I can only try the 'hydrotherapy' technique. It depends on whether their own willpower and vitality are tenacious enough!" Use magic to control their injuries first, and then we must retreat to the ice wall. No one can be left here!"

"Wouldn't it be good to turn this place into a battlefield? The terrain here is narrow and is more suitable for small-scale team battles. It is more advantageous for us. Once they rush through the pass, no one can stop the barbarians running at full speed in the mountains and fields. People, let us first hand over the seventh Team!" The captain of the seventh team, Gabriel, appeared in front of me at this time. The heavy armor on his body was discarded for some reason. On such a cold winter night, he was only wearing a thin shirt and his face was expressionless. He was livid and had several very obvious wounds on his body.

"I don't have time to explain to you. Please do as I say, otherwise I will refuse to treat their injuries!" As I said this, I cut open the clothes on the chest of an unconscious shield warrior on the ground with a skinning knife. Then he kept sprinkling styptic powder on his bloody wounds.

This styptic powder, which comes from the Pai Plateau and is unique to the orc tribe, is very effective in stopping bleeding.

"You..." Gabriel didn't expect that I would make such a request, so I ignored him at all. Gabriel angrily wanted to come up to argue with me, but was stopped by Cynthia.

"Captain Gabriel, please do as he says!" Cynthia said.

Gabriel swallowed his words back, glared at me fiercely, and led the people away without saying a word.

There was also a magician in the crowd who came over to help. He was a senior in the fourth grade, but I couldn't name him. He asked me: "Is there anything I can help with?"

Without raising my head, I pulled out a few scrolls of 'hydrotherapy' from my magic belt bag and handed them over.

Cynthia saw me using those expensive scrolls again, and couldn't help but ask me: "Don't you know how to use the magic skill of 'hydrotherapy'? Why do you still use scrolls?"

I pointed at the huge ice wall in front of me and said: "In order to make that thing before you come over, all the mana in my body is empty! I will slightly treat the injuries of these people, but also have to Get behind the ice wall as soon as possible!"

"Okay, I'll talk to the captains of other teams about this, hurry up and save people!" Cynthia said a little embarrassed when she saw how stubborn I was.

She obviously thinks Gabriel's idea is good and this is a good battlefield.

The combination of styptic powder and 'hydrotherapy' has a very good therapeutic effect. At least initially, it can stop the bleeding of the wound. After the treatment of 'hydrotherapy', the state of the unconscious warriors has stabilized.

Just as the wounded were moved outside the ice wall, there were waves of exclamations from above the ice wall.

After I hastily treated the wounds of the soldiers with styptic powder and hemostatic bandages, I saw that the senior student had finished using the 'hydrotherapy technique' in his hand and was standing aside curiously watching me use the 'first aid technique'. He took out another 'hydrotherapy' scroll and handed it to him. He took it with a grimace and said to me, "Junior Brother Jia, you have so many magic scrolls in your hand!"

I smiled "hehe" and said, "Please help me look over here for a while. I will come back to help you after I finish dealing with those barbarians!"

"..." The senior looked at me speechlessly, but when he saw my serious expression, he nodded without any hesitation.

I climbed up the ice wall with all my strength, and those barbarians reappeared in my sight. A team of dozens of barbarians could fill the entire valley. Their tall bodies were like heavy tanks, because the two previous This defeat resulted in the loss of fifteen barbarian warriors one after another. From the beginning, they were killed one by one, and later they were both killed. This made the barbarians have to be cautious when facing us. They stood in the valley, waiting silently. They rushed over to join the barbarians behind them.

The number of barbarians at the mouth of the valley is increasing, and the number has exceeded fifty. There are still barbarians continuing to gather.

The faint sense of oppression permeated the air around us, and some people began to get nervous. Facing the barbarians with the same number of falcons as us, there was almost no chance of winning the battle.

Some people had already begun to retreat, and looked back from time to time to see how far the poor people had walked.

Most of the falcon warriors had dull eyes. They were probably also thinking about how to resist the heavy weapons in their hands when these barbarians rushed over at the same time.

Cynthia was standing next to me at this time. She whispered to me in my ear: "Jia, if you fight later, you must be smart. You stand at the back. You are a magic apprentice! No one will say anything to you. If you see that the situation is not good, you must run away quickly. I will protect you."

"Got it!" I smiled gratefully at Cynthia.

The minotaur Luka stood aside with two axes, curled his lips, and finally swallowed the words on his lips.

"I won't run away. This time we are in Antia Mountain, we must scare these barbarians of the Storm Bear Tribe, otherwise the pressure from El City will increase. Captain, I have set up some magic traps here..." I haven't finished speaking yet.

Cynthia slapped my forehead hard with her hand and said to me: "Don't be stupid, don't be a hero, I promised to take you back safely, if something happens to you, how can I face Heidi!"

Cynthia continued: "These barbarians are a little different from the past. They seem to be stronger than the previous barbarian tribes! However, although it will be troublesome, I am still glad that you have the courage to come back and fight with us!"

The barbarians in the distant valley finally couldn't help but roar in unison, waving their weapons, forming a line in the valley, and rushing towards us neatly.

The ice wall began to shoot a rain of arrows without any signs, and Wayne was also mixed in the archers, shooting arrows at the barbarians.

Fireballs and wind blades flew out from the ice wall and smashed into the barbarian team. The powerful fireball spell rushed into the barbarian crowd, causing people and horses to fall.

After those barbarians with naked upper bodies fell, they quickly got up from the ground. Even though their bodies were burned, they roared and rushed towards the ice wall.