Throne of the North

"Kill!!!"

"Kill them all!"

There were shouts and shouts on the city wall, but there were not so many moths on the battlefield. It was either life or death. The soldiers had no more choice but to use all their means to kill the cultists who climbed up.

Not far outside the City of the Furnace, Hurtado stared at the battlefield ahead with his eyes wide open. Seeing that his soldiers were getting fewer and fewer, but they still could not climb the city wall, he became anxious.

"These damn losers have eaten so much food and still can't attack the city wall. How come the nobles in the city are willing to spend so much money to train those mud-legged people!"

For this war, he has given all the food to the believers to eat and drink. He does not believe that the nobles in the Melting City can do the same.

But the current picture is that no matter how hard he spurs the believers, he can never reach the city wall.

Looking at the dazzling mithril color on the melting pot city, Hurtado gritted his teeth.

"Damn nobles, you actually have such a foundation, charge me, charge them all, if anyone dares to retreat, they will all be sacrificed!"

Next to him, someone couldn't help but gritted his teeth and suggested.

"Lord Pope, activate the blood of the abyss. If it's too late, we won't have enough soldiers."

When Hurtado heard this, he gritted his teeth. He really didn't want to get to this point now, but the current situation seemed to not allow him to delay any longer.

"You! Rush up personally and tell them to rush up quickly."

"After triggering the blood of the abyss, the six relatives will not recognize each other. If we cannot let them go on a killing spree in the Crucible City, the ones who will die will be our own people."

Hurtado pointed at a person around him, who had an ugly face. He wanted to refuse but saw Hurtado's scarlet eyes.

After swallowing, he drew out his sword and headed towards the battlefield.

And on the spot, Hurtado sat cross-legged, piously and enthusiastically taking out a glass bottle from his arms. There was an eye with a vertical pupil in the bottle.

"Incomparably noble and powerful Dionysus, your loyal followers call for your attention and pray to you to grant your followers the power of immortality..."

In the sky, the bright sunshine gradually cast a shadow, and the eyes in front of Hurtado floated to the sky, looking at the battlefield in the distance.

As he stared, Ryan also felt his scalp numb, as if something was about to come out from between his eyebrows, but the next moment, a stag's roar dispelled all the discomfort.

[Divinity: Deer Spirit Blessing]

Ryan was surprised that this divinity had such a function.

The breath of the deer spirit dispelled the demon's will, but Ryan looked at the cultists and found that each of them was wailing in place, their skin turned black and blue, their arms became slender, their palms turned into monster claws, and their hands The feet also pierced the straw sandals like wild beasts.

The teeth became sharper, the roars sounded more like beasts than humans, and each body also grew much taller. All of a sudden, to the soldiers of the Melting City, they looked like they were looking down.

"The descendants of the abyss, the people of the devil."

With roars and roars, some monsters were killed by brave soldiers during the transformation process, but more abyss monsters had completely transformed. They were frantically killing all the living creatures around them, whether they were human soldiers or fellow monsters. The companions of monsters are all enemies in their eyes.

"Drive them off!"

"Push down the wall!"

Ryan took the lead and rushed forward, slashing the monster with huge force. The knight's long sword directly split a monster in half, and then kicked the monster next to him off the city wall.

"Where's the spell!?"

Ryan turned his head and roared at some people. At this moment, the nobles who had made decisions in the noble council also began to release spells. One after another spells fell, either killing the abyss monsters or pushing them off the city wall. .

Seeing this scene, the soldiers who had been converted from slaves gradually lost their fear. They shouted loudly to cover up their fear while killing the monsters in the abyss.

These monsters are more powerful and physically stronger than slave soldiers, but they are not irresistible.

Monsters from the abyss were killed one after another and pushed down, but more monsters under the city wall were climbing up. After becoming monsters, they were even more flexible than humans.

"Hahahaha! Reason has not completely disappeared."

Hurtado laughed and looked at the melting pot city cruelly. No one could stop the killing of the people of the abyss.

But the next moment, his eyes opened wide and he saw that the gate of the Melting City was opened at this moment.

surrender? Impossible?

"charge!"

With a roar that resounded throughout the battlefield, Hurtado's eyes looked at the open city gate, and deafening movement came from it. Then he saw a pair of extremely powerful cavalry charging forward. When they came out, the people of the Abyss who originally wanted to rush into the city gate were knocked away by the charge of these cavalry. They fell to the ground and wailed a few times before being declared dead.

In just an instant, the Abyss Familia who were blocking the city gate were trampled and knocked away, and no one was able to survive by chance.

Brand, who rushed out of the city with two hundred cavalry, did not stop at all, and directly led the cavalry towards the abyss monsters on both sides to kill them.

In front of him, no abyss monster could be a match. Even if some of the abyss monsters were particularly tall and seemed to be favored by the devil, they were still picked up by Brand's terrible strength and keen insight, and then thrown to the ground, and finally trampled into meat paste by the iron hooves of the warhorse.

"Kill!!!"

Only two hundred cavalrymen easily changed the situation of the war. Thousands of cultists collapsed under this charge and began to completely lose their minds and kill each other.

At this moment, Ryan finally understood why after the Pan-Plane War of the Gods, the extraordinary legion became the protagonist of the war and the slave army lost its function.

The gap is too big.

The specially trained warhorses are full of vigor and blood. Every soldier of the extraordinary legion is at least an apprentice knight. They have full-time training and a stronger body than ordinary people. They even practice knight breathing to make their state perfect.

In addition to the invulnerable armor, ordinary people cannot break the defense of these knights even if they hold sharp weapons. Instead, they will be killed in a moment. How can they fight?

Well-trained serf soldiers can rely on human lives and kill them with several times the number of extraordinary soldiers, but they can often not collapse before that. The army can be said to be elite.

On the city wall, several particularly tall abyss monsters also appeared. If ordinary monsters are only about two meters, these are about two and a half meters.

"Go and deal with them."

Ryan ordered without turning his head, and the Harringtons around him immediately rushed towards the abyss monsters.

The knight's long sword fell and cut off the head of the abyss monster. Harrington turned his head and glanced at the trembling apprentice mage with a cold look under the knight's armor, and then returned to Ryan's side to guard without turning his head.