Looking at the tragic situation caused by the war in front of him, Shaoke became inexplicably excited. He felt that the blood on the ground was as adorable as bright red wine. He gently turned the staff, Shaoke stood at the ruins of the stone tower with the other two mages, "We are here to continue killing those warriors?" Shaoke was a little confused about the behavior of the two mages in front of him.

One of the mages nodded and said, "Yes, we must stick to our position unless you want to be discussed by other mages at the banquet for your escape today." After the mage said that, he signaled Shaoko and he hid behind a huge rock and carefully observed the situation on the battlefield.

Under the orders of the officers, some soldiers and first-level soldiers were willing or reluctantly surrounded the mages. They must pay attention to the surrounding situation for the mages to avoid the enemy rushing in front of them or taking the mages' lives.

Under the suppression of the huge rocks, the enemy's attacks ignored the mage's crazy range attack spells, and rushed to the city wall with the help of various siege equipment. The number of third-level warriors on the top of the city gradually increased. Shaoke even found that famous warriors wielded a long sword full of fighting spirit and cut off four or five soldiers from the alive. The huge destructive power caused the defenders to suffer heavy casualties due to insufficient support from the alive matologist and the lack of third-level warriors.

But no matter how many soldiers died, there were always teams of soldiers rushing up. Even when facing increasingly crazy soldiers, they did not retreat, and tried hard to provide opportunities for the mages and soldiers' fatal attacks.

After exhausting the last bit of magic, Shaoke leaned against the blood-stained boulder and rubbed his head with a headache, "We can't continue like this. Now I can no longer release even a zero-level spell. Do we have to meditate here? Don't there be more reinforcements?" He is really not satisfied with the military headquarters' approach, and he is even more disgusted with the military headquarters letting these ordinary soldiers fight with the soldiers. He doesn't think the military headquarters will not have enough third-level soldiers to resist the opponent's attack.

A mage pointed to the Tibetan soldiers cave on the inner wall and said, "You should go inside to meditate first, it's better to be quick, we won't support it for long, well! The deep meditation during half a magical period, don't worry, the enemy will never occupy the city wall." Facing Shaoke's somewhat puzzled expression, another mage took a pill and said, "Since the establishment of this bloody fortress, it has never been occupied. Generally, both sides will withdraw their troops after fighting for a while."

Shaoke didn't bother to ask him another doubt that the mage had brought to him. He now had to meditate to recover, otherwise the magic space would shrink due to long-term exhaustion. This kind of thing is actually not uncommon.

After hesitating for a while, Shaoke decided to use the deep-seated one because he thought that the other two mages would not harm him, otherwise when the boulder arrived just now, he would not have woken up the meditative person to escape.

Half of magic passed quickly. After checking his meditation space, Shaoko felt that his magic power had recovered most of it, which made him a little confused, because according to previous experience, if he wanted to restore the spent magic space, he had to do at least two magics to recover about half of it. However, this time it was a lot of it in such a short time.

Shaoke didn't care about checking the reason for this situation. After touching the staff on his back, Shaoke returned to the huge rocks. He saw another mage leaning against the big rocks with pale face and gasping heavily, while the other mage disappeared.

"I'm here, you go and rest quickly. Where is that mage?" Shaoke hurriedly hid in the first place and told the other party that he was ready.

The mage lived on the ground with a staff and summoned a soldier to support him and said, "Master Xueye, be careful. He was injured and injured by a hawkish arrow. You must be careful. Now the opponent's attack is even more fierce. As long as we survive the war today, it will be over." As he said that, he carefully retreated towards the Tibetan Bing Cave under the protection of the soldiers.

Shaoke looked at the blood-stained cloak, gritted his teeth and observed the battlefield, and found that their situation was very bad now. The soldiers on his side had decreased a lot. I don’t know if they were killed by the other party or removed. Now they only rely on those soldiers to use ** to block the attacks of the other party’s soldiers.

Locking the target, singing spells, and headshots. One spell after another was released. After attacking third and four first-level spells, several enemy warriors were successfully dealt with. When the soldiers on the field saw that spells appeared continuously, they immediately learned that the mages had recovered their energy and were greatly energetic. They carried weapons and were reluctant to live with their enemies.

Half a magic time passed slowly through Shaoko's casting again and again. He now basically released a spell and swallowed the pills once. Although the effects of these pills could not overlap at all, Shaoko felt that doing so could speed up the recovery of magic and mental power in the meditation space. The meditation space fluctuated again and again, but it was soon calmed down by the silver light on the mutated diamond magic array. Although the consumption was getting bigger and bigger, Shaoko insisted on finding a suitable target to give the other party a fatal attack.

The soldiers on the battlefield changed one after another. The soldiers who were attacking from a long range behind were quickly carried down for treatment after being injured, but those soldiers who resisted the opponent's attack in front were not so lucky. Generally, they were rarely treated after being injured. They were either stepped into meat or hunted by enemy soldiers.

When Shaoke was looking for the next target, the resting mage returned to the battlefield again. Shaoke found that the other party's face was still extremely pale, and his hand holding the staff was trembling. "You have a little rest and then come to replace me. I think I can hold on for a while." Shaoke pulled the corner of his mouth and made a kind request. He didn't want the mage in front of him to lose strength due to a large amount of mental consumption.

The other party shook his head, "No need, Master Xueye, you insist on it first. Let's hunt a few soldiers together, so that the opponent's attack will weaken, and it may be easier later." As he said, he looked at Shaoke, he hoped that the other party would agree with this opinion.

Shaoke nodded, licked his chapped lips and chanted the spell again. The two mages continued to attack, which made the soldiers in front feel that the pressure was greatly reduced. The soldiers took the opportunity to hunt nearly ten enemy soldiers.

At this moment, a group of soldiers rushed up from the city, which seemed to be from the second to third level, followed by many first-level soldiers. They quickly replaced their companions who had been fighting on the battlefield for a long time to reduce the chance of casualties caused by mistakes due to fatigue.

Seeing this, Shaoke breathed a little relieved, and then hid in the hidden cave under the protection of the soldiers and began to meditate and resume the consumption caused by casting. Then he rushed to the city wall again and replaced another mage to meditate.

After repeated this, Shaoke simply forgot about the passage of time, but felt his head hurting more and more. He knew that this was a phenomenon caused by the excessively consumed mind that could not be recovered in time. However, now he had no time to meditate and restore his mind, because that would not only delay the recovery of his magic and mental power, but also reduce the number of sneak attacks on the battlefield.

The mages rested alternately and shorter. Finally, Shaoke and another mage hid in the hidden cave at the same time and began to meditate and recover for a long time. Fortunately, those warriors always replaced them for a while, so they were able to resist the fierce attacks that lasted for a long time.

As the sky gradually darkened, the warriors gradually decreased on the fierce battlefield, and the javelins shot towards the city, and the arrows became increasingly sparse. The mage leaned against the blood-stained boulder and breathed a sigh of relief, "Mage Xueye, I think today's war is over. Damn, why did you throw such a big boulder? Otherwise, we wouldn't be so embarrassed."

Shaoke nodded and rubbed his trembling hands. He knew what the other party said. If the mage had not been injured by the ravage arrow and left the battlefield, they would have sufficient meditation time to restore the various consumption caused by casting.

After the sky really darkened, the enemy who was attacking frantically slowly retreated to the camp. The soldiers on the city, including Shaoko, had been tensely relaxed. The surviving soldiers cheered wildly for various reasons. Even Shaoko couldn't help but wave his fists. If he hadn't been concerned about the etiquette of the mages, he would have cheered like those soldiers.

The mage leaning against the boulder just breathed a sigh of relief, stood up straight and tidied up his messy robe, "Master Xueye, I think you should tidi your appearance now. The battle is over. Go back and enjoy it! Well! The combat power of the soldiers is getting lower and lower. Can't they resist the attack outside at all? Damn it, let them rush here." After saying that, he signaled Shaoke to follow him to leave here, and go down to take a carriage or other tools to leave the city wall full of plasma and meat.

Torches and lanterns were quickly lit on the top of the city. The soldiers were busy treating the lucky ones lying on the ground. As for the bodies, they were carried onto a flatbed and pushed down. As for the thrown to Shaoko, they didn't know.

The mages came out of stone towers or other places that could cover their bodies. Shaoke could see the difference between these mages at a glance. Those who worked hard to straighten their bodies and tidy up their robes were basically mages who had been here for a while, while some of them were scattered and shaking their faces and walking were new mages.
Chapter completed!