Hundreds of golden arcane missiles, like raindrops, landed on and near the suspected command post.

The power of each golden arcane missile is no less than that of a large fireball used by a master fire specialist.

If we use more modern words to describe it, it is that hundreds of mortar shells "ploughed" the opposing command camp.

In the pit full of flames, there were scorched bodies.

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

There was a short period of turmoil in the enemy's front, but the turmoil soon subsided.

"Fake command post."

Although slightly disappointed, Beta feels normal. Real and fake command are common in wars. Beta has played such a small means before.

"Keep charging!"

Beta screamed, and the 10,000 infantry in the rear rushed down like a levee flood.

The rebels reacted immediately, several horses were erected, and the pikemen and shields stepped forward.

This kind of battle against cavalry is also very suitable for the infantry running down the mountainside.

The archer started firing his first wave of arrows. The arrows flew up densely and densely, but it was a pity that Beta was on a high ground, and the arrows barely flew to their height, and became weak, and could hardly cause any effective harm. Only a few unlucky soldiers were shot at the key points, such as eyeballs, eggs, and so on.

At this time, the crossbow was also shooting arrows.

Beta waved his hand, and the fog of fog driving spewed out again, wrapping the entire army.

This time, there will be no more Masters to disperse the mist.

The ten-bed crossbow had been wound again at this time, but in the face of fog covering a diameter of two kilometers, they could not find the target at all.

Cardo had to be behind the army formation, and when he saw the scene, his face turned blue.

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

"Do you think we will lose?"

"The Mage Corps is gone." The aide laughed bitterly: "Although the enemy's strength is not as good as ours, the opponent has quite a lot of means, and the Dragon Knight is indeed like a legend, and has the ability to change the situation. I already have a bad hunch . "

Caddo was also wearing ordinary soldier clothes at this time. He stared resentfully at the huge white mist tumbling down, where the murderous rushed.

"Anyway, test fire the Dragon Crossbow and go out," Cardo said like a gambler, "what if you hit it?"

Ten arrows shot in the dense mist, and disappeared instantly without any reaction. The mist still rolled down and was approaching the foot of the mountain.

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

"We have 200,000 people, and the other party has only 10,000." Cardo shook his hands heavily. "I don't think we can lose."

"Lord, if morale collapses, let alone 200,000, even if it is one million, we have to lose!" The aide yelled at Cardo and said, "Now you withdraw first, in case of defeat, we still have The chance to turn around, captured by the enemy here, we are really over. "

Gaze crossed the dense array of troops in front of him, and Cado had to grit his teeth, and quietly left with a few soldiers.

At this time, a person who looked like him, wearing a Chinese suit, stood where he was just now.

Cardo was able to walk secretly for himself. He did not expect that there were still a pair of eyes in the sky, and he could see the whole battlefield situation.

It noticed quietly leaving Caddo and others, flapping its wings, and passing by in the air.

Soon, the dense fog reached the foot of the mountain, and then stood with the rebel front.

Almost all the rebels believe that the white mist is only a means to cover their eyes, the main purpose is to weaken their long-range strike effect. After all, the other party is also in the fog. If the mist is poisonous or has any disgusting effect, the other party will definitely be affected.

With this in mind, the front line of the rebels stood behind the horse and held a heavy shield, waiting to meet the enemy in the mist.

But I did not expect that the moment they entered the mist, their vision narrowed to a terrible level, with their arms straight, they could not see even their fingers, and their hearing was greatly restricted, and almost no sound was heard If they could not touch the same robe next to them, they thought they had entered another misty ectopic plane.

Anxiety is fermenting at an extremely fast speed. After all, no matter who it is, if you lose sight and hearing for a moment, then you will definitely have extreme fear.

The same is true of the rebels surrounded by fog. They were thinking of leaving, but suddenly felt that the ground was shaking more and more. After a while, they saw a huge dragon claw with gold scales. On top of himself.

Solirana did not attack at all, she just continued to move forward, and every step of her four feet could take the lives of at least twenty enemy troops.

The people who were trampled to death by her all became flesh.

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

What's more, the enemy was in the mist and didn't know what happened.

With Solirana as a breakthrough point, the 10,000 infantry of the Royal Army, like a sharp knife, (anti-harmony) entered the enemy formation, as if cut into soft cheese, did not encounter any decent resistance at all.

The siege line of 200,000 people is very long. The fog radius of nearly two kilometers can only cover a quarter of the enemy forces.

But that's enough.

Those unaffected enemies saw that their people were shrouded in mist. After a while, as the mist advanced, many people reappeared from the mist. They made a frightening sound, threw their weapons and fled to the sides. Even if they were killed by the Overseer, they could not stop their escape.

And where the edge of the mist passed, there were still many corpses left.

What exactly happened in the mist?

Looking at the colleague who collapsed, watching them run away like a demon ~ lightnovelpub.net ~, morale can not be reduced.

Soon ... Many of the soldiers who were not shrouded in mist also quietly threw away their weapons.

The mist stopped for a moment and began to move towards the left wing of the army formation.

At this moment, the rebels on the left hurled away the weapons in their hands, turned and ran.

The white mist, in their eyes, has become a demon that can devour life and soul.

Morale is low, and the soldiers are defeated.

Almost when the mist came down to the foot of the mountain, the victory and defeat were already divided.

Without the restraint of the mage group, powerful magicians, and powerful professionals with mass destruction capabilities can change the outcome of a battle.

Beta is both the caster and the powerful dragon knight.

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