Night has fallen, and the cruel war is like a grand symphony, rushing to its climax, filled with death, making the moonlight dyed with a thick layer of blood!

The dead souls are wailing and the living beings are crying!

Zhi!

A scorching blue-white beam of light cut through the sky like a holy sword, illuminating the ground in pure white. Some soldiers subconsciously looked up and saw it piercing through the fleet.

The battleship hit head-on by the beam directly suffered a large-scale meteorite explosion.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the violent explosion, the battleship disintegrated visibly to the naked eye and turned into burning fragments, falling into the sky like fireflies.

The warship began to fall, and the beam, which was blocked for a while, continued to bombard. Six warships were affected along the way. Two of them were seriously damaged by the bombs and lost their balance, so they had to make an emergency landing. The remaining ones also burned with flames and could not continue.

The battle has begun and emergency repairs must be carried out.

"This is……"

The staff was completely shocked. The power of a single shot was so terrifying. Only the flagship of the King of Jutland could have such terrifying destructive power.

The air battle above the blue sky affects morale the most. Although the Hornet still has dozens of warships, the scene of six warships withdrawing from the battle sequence with one shot is still deeply imprinted on the pupils of some soldiers. Their

The offensive subconsciously slowed down.

The education level of the soldiers was not high. In their view, such a result meant that the enemy was very powerful, and they unnaturally developed a fear of the enemy.

"Continue to attack, it's just an accident. If you work harder, you can break through the castle and get the loot at your fingertips!"

The centurions were all experienced veterans, shouting at the top of their lungs to boost morale. However, they finally raised their fighting spirit, and in the night sky, a huge fortress broke through the clouds and appeared.

On the fortress, the lighting system was running at full power, and all the magic headlights were turned on, so people on the ground could clearly see the delicate appearance of this Titan Fortress.

It is so majestic and domineering, and so ferocious and fierce, as if a god has descended into the world, roaring onto the battlefield with supreme majesty!

That terrifying sense of oppression made everyone's eyeballs twitch, as if they were squeezed and filled with blood and were about to burst.

"The main gun is charged!"

In the bridge, the mechanical sound of the magic auxiliary support system sounded, and Downton named her Lisa and set up a virtual personality.

On the main screen, the Hornet's fleet group is changing its formation, dispersing as quickly as possible to reduce the number of losses in one shot as much as possible.

"Aim at the opponent's flagship and launch!"

It is indeed a fleet of a great empire. It has rich combat experience and the commander's talents are outstanding. The energy consumed by this cannon is worth tens of millions when converted into gold coins. Although he knows that the result will not be too great, Downton has no choice.

, he must suppress the battlefield, otherwise he will not be able to repel the enemy with just conventional combat power.

The front of the fortress suddenly lit up with a dazzling blue-white light that made it difficult for people to look directly at it. It was the main gun.

"Quick, evade, evade. Ahem!"

On the Hornet flagship, the captain roared at the top of his lungs, then coughed violently. He used too much force and tore his vocal cords.

The helmsman held the operating lever tightly and twisted it to the limit to turn the battleship. The sweat on his forehead was like the Niagara Falls, and the clothes all over his body were soaked through.

"It's coming!"

On the main screen, the blue-white beam of light shot through the air, causing many people to scream, and then the battleship shook violently.

The beam was so thick that the battleship could not completely avoid it. Through the huge earthquake and the inertia of the fall, the crew knew that the battleship had been hit.

"You can live! You can live!"

Some people held the cross hanging on their chests with both hands and prayed devoutly, but the next moment, desperate screams echoed through the bridge.

"No, that beam turned!"

The main gun moved so that the beam was like a saber, directly cutting off the flagship, submerging it, and smashing it into pieces.

Zhi!

The blue-white beam of light gradually became thinner and weaker, and finally disappeared into the night sky, leaving only the remains of the flagship falling like snowflakes.

The battlefield fell into dead silence for an instant, and the Dortmund army's offensive was suffocated. You must know that the flagship is the symbol of the army, so it is not only built extremely huge, but also has a unique appearance, which can be recognized at a glance.

How many times had the soldiers of the Hornet surged forward under the protection of the flagship to conquer all enemies, but this time, they actually saw its destruction with their own eyes.

"Shooted down?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, it must have hidden in the clouds, yes, that must be the case!"

"Dortmund is invincible, long live Jutland!"

The soldiers muttered to themselves, and some shouted loudly. Only in this way could they temporarily suppress the fear growing in their hearts.

"Send the order, withdraw the troops!"

Klopp stared at the fortress in the sky, his face as dark as if it was smeared with ink.

"But……"

The staff wanted to advise, "It only takes a few more minutes to capture the castle."

"Withdraw troops!"

Klopp suddenly roared. He, who always loved his subordinates, swung his riding crop for the first time. The force was so strong that he knocked the chief of staff to the ground, and half of his cheeks were swollen.

The desolate and low sound of the horn sounded and spread throughout the battlefield.

The staff members were silent, with unwillingness and anger flashing on their faces. They actually understood that the legion commander's judgment was good. As the fortress intervened on the battlefield, the situation between the enemy and ourselves had been reversed.

"What's going on? Are you withdrawing your troops?"

The soldiers who were still fighting bloody battles at the top of the city were dumbfounded when they heard the sound of the horn. They were so far away from breaking the city, so far away from their achievements, so far away from the trophies. They were already so easy to get, but...

"We're leaving. There's no follow-up support. If we continue to fight, everyone will die!"

A bald man grabbed the centurion leader.

"Withdrawing like this? How can we be worthy of those dead people? Look, they can't rest in peace at all!"

The centurion spat and tried to shake off the veteran's arm.

"Ma Lebi, if you want to die, don't drag us down. Those who are alive must continue to live. Otherwise, who will take care of their families!"

The veteran cursed and pushed the centurion away. The next moment, the barbarian's battle ax struck him. He blocked it, but he couldn't resist at all. Half of his body was cut off.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

The centurion shouted angrily, turned around and jumped on the back of the armored dragon. Although he didn't look back, the veteran's face had long been imprinted in his mind.

Looking around, the battlefield was full of defeated troops retreating like a tide. Listening to the loud cheers of the Delankfurt army behind him, the centurion suddenly didn't understand.

"Why are we fighting this war?"

The centurion leader took a glance and found that there were only six centurions left. All of them were injured, and he couldn't help but feel depressed.

He forgot that when they set foot on the territory of other countries, killed their men, seized their wives and daughters, and robbed their wealth, there was only laughter and endless passion. There was also the ambition to continue fighting, but this time

.They collapsed and paid the price with their lives!

"It turns out that we are not invincible!"

When this idea broke into the centenarian's mind, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito, and then severe pain spread throughout his body.

Plop!

The man fell down into the blood-soaked soil. A long arrow was stuck in his neck.

Each cavalryman was like a pack of hungry wolves, tearing apart the night, rushing out from the right side of the battlefield and biting the defeated soldiers.

Long arrows flew in the air. They nailed the remaining soldiers with precision like leeches, taking away their lives. When they got close, they were slashed with scimitars.

The shining blade reflects the moonlight, like a round dance of death!

"It's the Dark Elf!"

Some soldiers exclaimed.

With the battle flag flying, the Drow Ranger Corps, which fought bloody battles, returns triumphantly!

"Were Gundogan's light cavalry regiment also defeated?" Wucuo Novel Network does not skip words.

The staff members were all ashen-faced. Although the number of rangers was reduced by more than half, they finally returned, which meant that Gundogan, who went to surround them and kill them, failed.

"They have nearly ten times more troops than the Drow. Why didn't they annihilate them?"

The deputy commander has cold hands and feet. In this battle, the Devil Hornet will be completely humiliated.

"Is that our fortress?" Wucuo Novel Network does not skip words.

"Nonsense, His Majesty Downton must have arrived!"

"So domineering!"

The soldiers looked up at the starry sky and talked a lot. After the two shellings, the enemy retreated, which instantly heightened their emotions to the extreme.

"Long live His Majesty Downton!"

Shouts one after another echoed throughout the battlefield. You must know that it is the ace army of the Jutland Empire. Not to mention that Delankfurt is only a third-rate country. Even if it is a second-rate country, you have to kneel down. But now, they have been repelled...

"Kill!"
To be continued...