414: C414 Guanlan Stone War

C414 Guanlan Stone War

Thinking of this, Stewart became a little flustered and exasperated. He quickly told the scouts beside him, "Quickly report to Lord Barwell that this troop in front of us has magic defenses."

The scout, aware of the importance of the matter, turned and rode all the way to the rear of the army.

Barwell's face immediately changed when he heard the scout's report.

The opposing side actually had a magic defense, and it was three thousand people at that. This kind of price was not something that an ordinary army could bear.

This was sufficient proof that this army was not an ordinary one. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was supported by the power of an entire country.

Thinking about this, Barwell asked again: "How far are they from the first archer battalion?"

"Less than five hundred meters." The scout answered.

Barwell nodded. He waved his horsewhip and said, "Let's go take a look."

To the soldiers of the first archer battalion, the troops in front of them, who only numbered three thousand, felt an increasing pressure.

Oca Longbow s and giant lead arrows had no effect on the other party. If he continued to shoot, it would just be a waste of his arrows.

At this time, Barwell came to the front of the first bow soldiers' formation. He dismounted and looked at the Unicorn Formation that was slowly being pushed up.

With the many years of war that he had developed, Barwell was absolutely sure that the army in front of him would bring a very bad result to Sixth Legion.

After taking a deep breath, Barwell said: "Pass down the order, all the barracks are to assemble in formation. On the basis of ensuring that no large amount of arrows are wasted, you can freely fire at them."

Hearing Barwell's order, the personal guards next to him transferred the battle plan to their respective military camps at the first possible moment. For a time, all the soldiers in the huge army started moving. In less than half an hour, dozens of square formations had appeared in the empty space to the west of Guan Lan stone.

The Divine Weapon Camp still did not stop his footsteps, and continued to maintain his established pace, walking towards the Sixth Legion step by step.

400 meters, 300 meters, 200 meters, 100 meters … It was only until the front hooves of the Unicorn were less than ten meters away from the first battalion of Oca, did Divine Weapon Camp come to a stop.

And at this time, within any of the Sixth Legion's defensive arrays, not a single arrow had been shot.

Most of the time, war was about rules. Until now, the Divine Weapon Camp had not taken the initiative to launch an attack. This caused the soldiers of Sixth Legion to instinctively lack the reason to launch an attack.

But when Divine Weapon Camp walked over step by step, the pressure brought about by such a formation was also obvious. Although in terms of numbers, there were at most three thousand Unicorn, it was far less than the one hundred thousand man army from Sixth Legion. However, the shooting effect of the lead arrow was enough to prove that the combat prowess of the two were on a completely different level.

The Oca Longbow s and lead arrows, which the Sixth Legion s relied on to conquer the world and seize countless victories, were completely useless in front of the thin and shiny silver shield.

At this moment, Barwell squinted his eyes and looked at the strangely shaped army. From Barwell's intuition, even though he felt that this army definitely had no good intentions, up until now, these people above the Unicorn had never taken the initiative to attack. One had to know that archers were the most afraid of cavalry.

Therefore, in Barwell's heart, there were still traces of luck. Maybe this strange army just wanted to have a conversation with Sixth Legion. Or perhaps, they just wanted to show off their magic defense and didn't really plan to fight a battle with Sixth Legion.

Thinking about it, Barwell stepped forward and said loudly: "I am the commander of Oca, Barwell, which unit is your department? Report your name. "

Then, after a short period of silence, the ones who responded to Barwell were the three soldiers marked with Divine Weapon Camp. At the same time, they leveled the Core Crystal Rifle in their hands and aimed the guns straight at the Sixth Legion in front of them.

Barwell instinctively felt that something was wrong. Although he had never seen such strange weapons before, from the way these soldiers held their weapons, it was obvious that they wanted to attack.

Just when Barwell wanted to take action, the horned beast in front of him suddenly flashed with a dazzling light.

That flash was so bright that Barwell instantly understood that the other party was definitely not just some weirdly shaped army. It was clearly a set of Devil Tutor Mage Group.

After coming to this conclusion, Barwell had completely lost the thought of resisting and running away. He immediately raised his hands and loudly said: "I am Sixth Legion, if there is anything that your department needs, we can try our best to cooperate. If there is any misunderstanding, we are willing to put down our weapons, please do … "

Barwell's eyes opened wide before he finished his sentence. This was because he saw that hundreds of Electric Surge Current had instantly struck the large group of soldiers who stood at the very front of the first division of the archers.

After each Electric Surge Current struck a soldier's body, they would once again spread out until they knocked down more than ten soldiers.

In just a breath's time, nearly a thousand men from the first archer battalion fell to the ground in violent convulsions.

Barwell was shocked and completely lost.

Barwell had never seen anything like this in his life in the battle of the ice plains. When the two troops met, they would not attack each other but gradually get closer to each other until they were less than ten meters away from each other. Furthermore, he did not say a word. Once the fire was ignited, he would immediately shut his mouth.

Immediately after, Barwell saw a bigger, brighter, more eye-catching flash light up again.

From the range and brightness of the flash, Barwell could clearly determine that the one who released the Electric Surge Current was only a soldier in the first row. At the same time, several rows of soldiers in the back also burst into flames at the same time.

The three thousand Electric Surge Current thundered towards even more soldiers of the Archery Range.

According to Barwell's estimations, every single Electric Surge Current was equivalent to the attack power of one Primary Magic Mentor, and could cause at least fifteen Archery Range warriors to fall one after the other. With three thousand Electric Surge Current attacking at the same time, their powerful electric current spreading across their bodies, they could directly kill over forty thousand soldiers. At this rate, the opponent only needed to fire two rounds at the same time to almost completely destroy the entire Oca.

Sure enough, Barwell's conjecture was soon confirmed.

Within the span of a few breaths, Sixth Legion that had already formed into dozens of defensive arrays were struck by the densely packed Electric Surge Current with a loud bang. A large amount of electric arcs quickly spread and splashed out between the soldiers.

Miserable screams and shouts rose and fell unceasingly. In a short span of a breath, nearly a third of the soldiers in the entire Oca fell onto the ground from the spasms.

The electric attribute Magic Gun of the Divine Weapon Camp have the ability to continuously shoot. After the first volley of shots had knocked down nearly a third of the soldiers in Sixth Legion, a second volley was immediately followed.

The speed of the attack was too fast, and it didn't give Barwell enough time to think. The commander of the Sixth Legion was currently just staring blankly at the tragic massacre before him, completely unmoved.

Only three breaths of time had passed, and the third round of the Divine Weapon Camp had already begun.

Barwell's consciousness was a bit fuzzy. His eyes only shot out a bunch of bright electric arcs. His ears could only echo the screams and roars of the soldiers.

After another quarter of an hour, Barwell, who was slightly dazed, felt his entire body tremble violently. An indescribable feeling of emptiness came from his chest.

Barwell suddenly came back to his senses. The scene in front of him and the voice beside his ear became very clear.

Slowly lowering his head, Barwell looked at his chest. A charred wound that was a few inches wide showed up on his chest. There were still tiny electric arcs surrounding the wound.

Barwell opened and closed his mouth, then raised his head again. He looked at the array of three thousand Unicorn and his vision blurred.

At this point, the commander of the Oca, Barwell, had died on the ground west of Guan Lan Stone. Oca total of more than ninety thousand archers and crossbow soldiers, all were annihilated.

Within the Qinghee Pavilion, Ye Tian purposefully missed breakfast. After hearing the news that all of his Sixth Legion had been annihilated, he only smiled faintly.

Actually, in Ye Tian's heart, this method of annihilating the enemy's huge army of tens of thousands at every turn made him uneasy.

This was obviously the devilish method of not leaving a single person alive after grasping an advanced weapon.

Although it was to achieve the strategic goal of ending the war as soon as possible, it was still the lives of hundreds of thousands of people. Between Ye Tian's gestures, he became a floating corpse in the middle of the forest. Ye Tian actually felt a deep sense of guilt towards this.

Just as Ye Tian was blaming himself, that familiar aura filled with ethereal elegance appeared in the side room at the back of the main hall.

Ye Tian looked out of the window in a daze and said lightly: "I didn't eat breakfast in the morning because I was waiting for you."

Xian Di moved lightly to Ye Tian's side and said with a similar tone of worry, "God's choice must have its reasons, but you are so weak, my enthronement ceremony will be far too distant."

Saying that, Xian Di reached out her hand and gently wrapped her arm around Ye Tian's.

Ye Tian turned his head, glared at him and instinctively became vigilant. The God Clan of Holy Maiden, the Moon-Shrouding Flowers and the Falling Goose, was not some weak, kind girl. As of now, she was the strongest mage in the world that Ye Tian knew of, and one that cultivated both magic and martial arts.

Being gently stopped by such a mage, Ye Tian did not feel comfortable at all, all the hair on his body stood up in fear.

Xian Di held Ye Tian's hand. Her extremely beautiful eyes looked at Ye Tian and said, "Come to the backyard. I will test your skills."

"Peng!" Before Ye Tian could figure out what was going on, he had gone through the wall with Xian Di and arrived at Qinghee Pavilion's backyard.2

As soon as the two of them appeared in the backyard, the upright divine tree immediately began to sway slightly, as if signalling to the two of them.

Xian Di glanced at the divine tree, and said: "Look, even the divine tree is bowing to you, your identity as a Sacred Hero of God Clan, cannot be faked. It's just that, your strength needs to increase quickly."

With these words, Xian Di's slender hands turned slightly, and a bright bolt of lightning suddenly formed in front of her palm.

"Use all of your strength to receive this lightning." After Xian Di finished speaking, she slightly shook her hand. That bright lightning turned into a fist once again and charged straight at Ye Tian.

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