Realm of Power

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Dylans defense

"Damn, what's going on! Are all the Nords crazy!?" Hu Keqili's blood-filled eyes stared into the distance, and the fingers that clenched the sword turned blue due to exertion. For some reason, they should have After the riot, the Nord army, which was in urgent need of some rest, suddenly launched an unimaginable violent offensive in the morning.

The number of troops dispatched this time was the largest in the previous attack. It can be seen from the density of the Nord army on the opposite side. More than 80,000 troops were spread out on the front of the Dillens defense line. It can be described as overwhelming, with long spears. It was as tall as a forest, the sea of ​​steel was dazzling, and the oppressive force of tens of millions of people gathered in front of us.

On the side of the defense line alone, the spread out Nord troops amounted to eighteen thousand-man phalanxes, and in front of the defense line, there were countless thousand-man formations composed of 40,000 Nord main forces.

Following the loud command, they moved forward in a fan shape. Countless Nordic battle flags fluttering in the wind are like an ocean, almost covering the winter hoarfrost on the ground, with uniform steps,

This sudden big offensive left Hukoqili completely confused. This attack was so abnormal. It gave Hukoqili the feeling that it was more like the Nords were trying to hide something.

The Dylans Defense Line is formed by two interconnected steep mountains. The huge Hengduan Mountains pass through here, like a huge embrace, surrounding the entire Dylans.

In addition to the seaside passage, there are only two ways to cross the mountains and enter the Dillons Basin.

One is to climb the city wall on the top of the mountain, and the other is to pass through the promenade that is only seen on the two cliffs. One section is a relatively spacious slope, and the other section is a steep cliff mouth.

The Nord army's main attack position this time changed from the previous defense line of storming the slopes, and instead placed the main force on the steep front cliff. The surging footsteps seemed so neat, and the ground shook with every step. sound,

In the white mist, there were crowds of people, and the long black wall formed by thousands of troops appeared from the misty mist on the opposite side like a nightmare. Looking at the city wall less than two hundred meters away from them, the Nord soldiers began to speed up as they marched. Stand up, raise your weapons high and shout "Assault, God bless Nord!" The cry comes like a landslide and a tsunami.

"Kill! Kill them!"

Seeing the enemy getting closer and closer, the Falcon Army guarding the city wall shouted without showing any signs of weakness. One hundred and fifty heavy crossbows and five thousand infantry crossbows roared at the same time, quickly covering the area. On the arc surface about a hundred meters in front of the city wall

"Crash! Crash! Crash." The powerful crossbow made the sound of the bowstring shaking and tearing the air. The huge steel arrow clusters dragged out dreamlike white cold light, dragging them in the queue of Nords on the opposite side. There were bloody gaps, and the front of the entire defense line was like a suddenly erupting volcano, with countless arrows covering the sky and the sun. i

The Nord infantry phalanx at the front felt like it had been punched in the face by an invisible giant. The queue of Nord soldiers holding siege shields suddenly flew backwards, and their flesh and blood bodies were thrown away. It twisted into an unnatural posture in mid-air, and blood flowed down in the air, splashing onto the pale faces of the soldiers behind. The twisted Nord buckler rolled into the mud on the ground,

"The angle is 30 degrees, shoot!" The five thousand falcon crossbowmen on the city wall uniformly raised their heavy infantry crossbows high, and fiercely pulled the crossbows toward the air at an angle of 30 degrees.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh" A large number of flying arrows were shot out from the crossbow, like a swarm of locusts rising from the horizon, instantly blocking the sunlight that had just risen from the horizon.

The cloud-like clusters of arrows, with a deadly sharp whistling sound, dragged out beautiful long white lines in the air, which instantly turned into tiny black dots in the sky, and then turned into a metal waterfall of death falling from the sky!

"Dang! Dang! Dang!" The Nord infantry formation was like fallen leaves that were shattered in a storm. The dense stray arrows hit the shields held high in the front row of the Nord army formation, making a clanging sound like a rainstorm.

Some inexperienced Nord soldiers were hit by stray arrows falling from their heads because they had no time to react, and fell silently.

In this terrible metal storm, the flesh and blood bodies lacking the protection of armor and shields were as fragile as paper. There were countless human heads scattered all over the hillside.

The front row of siege infantry squeezed themselves behind their shields. The light infantry behind them were crushed to pieces in an instant before they could even shout "help".

**, blood, death, the Nord infantry ranks were in chaos, screaming, arrows flying like locusts, and the sharp sound of arrows breaking through the air filled the entire space, driving the bravest warriors crazy. There are arrows all around!

"If you don't want to die, just charge forward!"

The brave Nord infantry captains threw away the heavy shields in their hands, raised their battle axes high, and used the short stop time to charge without fear of death, or directly in the blind spot under the city wall, using The soldiers built a ladder, tied the ax behind their backs, and climbed up through the cracks in the city wall, screaming.

Seeing how powerful the suicide squads charging in front were, the entire Nord army behind them burst into enthusiastic cheers, "We must win! We must win!" From time to time, among the Nord warriors climbing the city, some were hit by arrows and fell to the ground.

However, the five-meter-high city wall was covered with bloody handprints left by Nord soldiers when they fell.

Arrows were fired at each other in the air. The screams of people being shot by arrows came one after another, and the sounds of catapults and strong bows were continuous, which made people's eardrums hurt.

The pressure of 10,000 Nord archers made the entire defense line like leaves in the wind and rain, which could be completely torn apart at any time.

"Order each squadron to leave the city wall and prepare for Thor to cover!" Hu Keqili looked at the battlefield with a serious face, turned around, there were too many Nord troops, and they had an overwhelming advantage in manpower. If they continued to consume each other like this, the 7,000 guards might not even last 2 hours. The messenger who had been waiting behind raised the red flag in his hand and issued instructions to the artillery at the highest point of the defense line,

"Everyone retreat three meters away from the city wall!" The messengers on the city wall who received the flag signal, The sound of running quickly and shouting made the crossbowmen who were trying to shoot down on the city wall retreat one after another.

For a moment, the dense crossbow arrows on the city wall were suddenly empty. "Long live, charge!" The dense Nord infantry below obviously didn't know that they were stepping into a death trap. The sudden stop of the attack made them shout excitedly,

"We charge!" The Nord light cavalry who reported the great victory in front also excitedly waved the flag representing the squadron in their hands and galloped from the front line. These cavalrymen wearing light armor shouted excitedly and wished they could do their best. The cavalrymen who showed off their riding skills attracted the attention of the neatly arranged soldiers around them.

"Really? They attacked!"

"Did you hear that? We attacked! We attacked Dillens," the Nord soldiers said.

"The Falcon Army can't hold on?" Standing on the hill behind, Nothern Wick, his gray-white pupils with the blood of the Bemidians, couldn't help but shrink. Through the thin white mist in the distance, he could see his own soldiers climbing up the city wall, like a group of ants climbing a huge cake.

The speech from the front made the entire Nord army feel extremely Excited, the Falcon Army, which had resisted for half a month, finally retreated under this fierce attack.

The deafening roar from the commanding heights of the opposite defense line made everyone feel the ground tremble, and also made all the Nords stop. A whole row of white smoke suddenly gushed out from the commanding heights of the opposite defense line. "Boom!" A huge air wave swept across the eastern section of the defense line in an instant, and the exploded soil flew hundreds of meters away, blowing the densely populated people on the ground into the sky.

The battlefield, which had just been silent, seemed to burst suddenly at this moment. Countless flames dragged long black tails from high above, whistling down, countless incendiary bombs with little flames fell in the middle of the cluster of Nord infantry, and the rising smoke waves stirred the Nord infantry's ranks like a whirlpool in the sea, drifting away with a swish, but being closed again in an instant, countless whirlpools were stirring, and countless times were closed.

"Let the second echelon prepare!"

Noseanvik stood on a small hillock in the back, looking at the soldiers covered in front, with not much emotional fluctuation on his cold face.

This time, it was his second legion that launched the main attack. Looking at his soldiers, facing the flying arrows and falling rocks from the opposite side, being defeated several times and charging repeatedly, climbing the steep mountains on the corpses of their companions, and being ambushed by the enemy again under the moss-covered walls, Noseanvik's cold face did not fluctuate at all, only in his occasional A trace of compassion flashed across his eyes as he stared at a corner of the battlefield.

On the land of only 300 meters in front of him, the bodies of the soldiers of the Second Legion were lying all over the hill, especially about 50 meters away from the opposite wall. It was a miserable scene. The incomplete bodies of the Nord soldiers formed a huge picture there.

"My lord, I'm sorry to disappoint you. The third flag regiment of the vanguard was completely defeated!" A bloody flag commander limped over from the front, supported by his servants. Seeing that the troops suffered such a heavy blow and the soldiers he had brought up were sent to the Jedi, this brave general who had just retreated from the front line, regardless of his bloodstained injuries, knelt down in front of Notheranvik.

He pleaded loudly, "My lord, stop the attack. If we continue to fight like this, even if the entire legion is filled in, it will be difficult to break through the defense of the Falcon Army! The Thors on the opposite side have at least more than a hundred gates.

"My lord, please leave some seeds for the Second Legion! "This blood-stained Nord general's eyes were filled with tears like a child, sobbing uncontrollably

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