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895 Expected results

Hundreds of golden arcane missiles fell like raindrops on the tent of the suspected command post and nearby.

The power of each golden arcane missile is no less than that of the fireball technique used by a master-level fire-type master.

If we use more modern words to describe it, hundreds of mortar shells will plow the other party's command camp.

In the large pit filled with flames, there are charred corpses.

This wave of arcane missiles produced no less than a real meteor fire rain magic. After Beta was promoted to legend, both melee ability and magic ability had a qualitative leap.

A short commotion occurred in the enemy's front army formation, but the commotion soon subsided.

"Fake command post."

Although he was a little disappointed, Beta felt that it was normal. True and false commands were very common in wars. Beta himself had used such small tricks before.

"Continue to charge!"

Beta shouted loudly, and the ten thousand infantry behind rushed down like a flood.

The rebel army immediately responded, and several resisting horses were stood up, and the spearmen and shield soldiers immediately stepped forward.

This kind of cavalry formation is also very suitable for combating infantry running and charging from the mountainside.

The archers began to shoot the first wave of arrows in unison. The arrows were densely filled with rain of arrows, but unfortunately, Beta and the others were on the high ground. When the arrows barely flew to their height, they became weak and almost did not cause any effective damage. Only a few unlucky soldiers were shot at the vital point, such as eyeballs, balls, etc.

At this time, the crossbow was also catching arrows.

Beta waved his hand, and the mist of the fog-driving technique gushed out again, wrapping up the entire army.

This time, there will be no more mage groups to dispel the mist.

Ten crossbows had been wound again at this time, but they could not find the target at all when facing fog with a diameter of two kilometers blocking their sight.

Kadode was behind the military formation, and when he saw this scene, his face turned pale.

At this time, an aide came over and said, "Lord, you leave first."

"Do you think we'll lose?"

"The mage group is gone." The aide smiled bitterly: "Although the enemy's troops are not as strong as us, the opponent has quite a lot of methods, and the Dragon Knight is indeed as legendary, with the ability to change the situation of the battle. I already have a bad premonition."

Kadode was also wearing the clothes of ordinary soldiers at this time. He stared at the huge white mist that was surging down, and there was a surging murderous intent.

"No matter what, try to shoot the Dragon Slaying Crossbow." Kadot said hatefully, "What if you hit it?"

Ten arrows shot into the thick fog and disappeared in an instant, without any reaction. The fog still rolled down, almost approaching the foot of the mountain.

"Lord, if you don't leave, it may be too late."

"We have 200,000 people, and the other party only has 10,000." Kaduo shook his hand heavily: "I don't think we will lose."

"Lord, if the morale is broken, let alone 200,000, even if it is one million, we will lose!" The staff member pulled Kadode and roared: "Now you withdraw first. If you are really defeated, we still have a chance to turn over. If you are captured by the enemy, we will be finished."

His eyes passed the dense military formations ahead, and Kado gritted his teeth and quietly left with a few soldiers.

At this time, a man who looked very similar to him was standing in his position just now in gorgeous clothes.

Kado thought he was walking in secret, but he didn't expect that there were still eyes in the sky, which took the whole battlefield into his eyes.

It noticed that it quietly left Kadode and others, flapped its wings and followed it in the air.

Soon, the thick fog reached the foot of the mountain and was with the front line of the rebels.

Almost all rebels believed that the white fog was just a means to cover their sight, and the main purpose was to weaken their long-range strike effect. After all, the other party was also in the fog. If the fog was poisonous or had any disgusting effects, the other party would definitely be affected.

With this idea, the rebels stood behind the horse-resisting horse, holding heavy shields, waiting to meet the enemy in the fog.

But unexpectedly, the moment they entered the fog, their vision became narrow to a terrible level. The arms were straightened, and they couldn't even see clearly with their fingers. Moreover, their hearing was greatly restricted and they could hardly hear any sound. If they hadn't touched the comrade next to them with their hands, they would have thought they had entered another foggy plane.

Uneasiness is fermenting at an extremely fast speed. After all, no matter who you are, if you lose your vision and hearing in an instant, you will definitely have an extremely fearful mentality.

The same was true for the rebels surrounded by fog. They were thinking of retreating, but suddenly they felt the ground shaking louder and louder. Soon, they saw a huge dragon claw with golden scales appearing on top of their heads.

Sorilana did not attack at all, she just continued to move forward, and with each step of her four-legged move, she could take away the lives of at least twenty enemy troops.

The people who were trampled to death by her became meat paste.

The tight line of defense against horses and the spear formation in front of Sorilana is a joke.

Besides, the enemy was in the fog and had no idea what had happened.

Taking Sorilana as a breakthrough, ten thousand infantrymen of the royal family, like sharp knives, entered the enemy's formation (defense of harmony), as if they had cut into soft cheese, without encountering any decent resistance.

The 200,000-strong surround line was very long, and the fog radius of nearly two kilometers could only cover one-quarter of the enemy's troops at most.

But that's enough.

Those unaffected enemy troops saw their own people covered by fog. After a while, as the fog moved forward, many people appeared again from the fog. They made a frightened sound, threw away their weapons and ran away hard to both sides. Even if there were military supervisors to kill them, they could not stop their escape.

And there are still many corpses left behind where the edge of the fog passes.

What exactly happened in the fog?

Looking at the collapsed comrades and watching them run away as if they had met a demon, the morale of the soldiers next to them fell uncontrollably.

Soon... many of the soldiers who were not covered by fog also quietly threw away their weapons.

The fog stopped for a while and began to move towards the left wing of the military formation.

Now, the rebels on the left wing threw away the weapons in their hands, turned around and ran away.

In their eyes, the white mist had become a demon that could devour life and soul.

Morale was low and defeated.

Almost when the fog falls to the foot of the mountain, the winner is already decided.

Without the restraint of the mage group, powerful magicians and powerful professionals with large-scale killing capabilities can change the outcome of a war.

And Beta is the caster and a powerful dragon knight.
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