Chapter 116: A miserable victory

The Mo Kai has strong defense ability, and its magic resistance is not weak. The instantaneous high temperature can only burn it to slightly heat, and there will be no scalding at all.

However, the war horse under the straddle was not protected by the ink armor, and was burned to pieces, but could not die for a while. It kept rolling on the ground, pressing the knight that fell off the horse underneath.

It is naturally fine if there is a place protected by ink armor, but the place not protected can not withstand the baptism of the fire snake. The hands holding the sword, the joints of the armor, and even the gaps in the face armor.

Screams came one after another, the whine of the war horses was deafening, Feleg's eyes turned red, and he turned around and looked at the magic crystal cannon team at the foot of the mountain. Hurry up, hurry up, now only they can save the situation of the battle.

In this case, the role of the Martial Saint is not very big. It is definitely not possible to get close to the enemy through hundreds of fire snakes.

A large rain of fire fell from the sky, and it was Ien's meteor fire rain, which began to attack the enemy first. The target chosen by Ien was also the five hundred fire snake troops holding black sticks, and they were the greatest threat.

The enemy's cavalry started to stir up and moved a little to both sides. The five hundred fire snake soldiers in the middle did not even raise their heads. In the middle, they flashed in pieces. The sparks falling from the sky slowed down a little while passing through the green light, but they still successfully fell, but the power was much smaller.

Within the range of 30 square meters, dozens of fire snake soldiers fell to the ground screaming and rolled around, but they could not destroy the sparks on their bodies. The power of the meteor fire rain was not comparable to that of the fire snakes. Double the number of cavalrymen came over immediately and carried the people to the side of the cart to put out the fire and rescue them.

The other Fire Snake Army, as if they hadn't seen it, were still firing fire snakes in turn. They shot down rows of hurricane battles. This determination alone is much stronger than the Hurricane Division, and they are indeed veterans on the battlefield for a long time.

"How could this happen?" Ferig was stunned. Although the green light was very weak, Ferig could not read it wrong. It was a magic shield, a magic shield that only magicians could use.

I have been a magician for ten years and I can't be familiar with magic shields anymore. But he has never seen such a large piece of magic shields, and he is certain that the Fire Snake Soldier is just an ordinary warrior, at most it is just a relatively excellent warrior, absolutely no magic power, and even alchemists are far inferior to those, but how can they release magic shields?

Yien's magic attack is strong, even if it is protected by magic shields, the Fire Snake Army inside is still killed, but the area of ​​the magical land is still limited, and thirty square meters is no small, which is enough to prove Yien's strength. But for the 500 Fire Snake Army, it is far from enough.

The meteor Fire Rain requires a lot of magic. Ien can only release a few at most. It is already the limit to be able to kill and kill one or two hundred fire snake soldiers by himself. What's more, such magic will be released very slowly.

A ball of white light rose and fell down again. It turned into rows of fire waves dozens of meters away from the Fire Snake Army and rushed towards the Fire Snake Army. The fire light and the green light of the magic shield intersected each other and finally disappeared completely. Only rows of fire walls from other places were left over a dozen meters away.

"Continue to let go, don't stop." Feilig finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the Fire Snake Army blocked the Lie Yantaotian magic this time, Filig had already seen that the Magic Shield, which was not strong in the Fire Snake Army, was almost unable to support it.

At the same time, the grass on both sides of the road seemed to be alive, and teams of hurricane soldiers led the way toward the transport convoy in Will and Maya. They had no horses, but the distance was very close. For this ambush, they had been lurking in the grass for two hours.

White light balls fell from the sky, rows of fire waves rushed towards the car array, and the magic shield of Tamilu could no longer hold on when it came into contact with Lie Yan for the sixth time. It rippled like water waves for a while, and finally disappeared.

As the magic crystal cannon began to fire, the enemy began to appear panic, and the attack frequency of the Fire Snake soldiers also began to decrease, but they were still firing continuously.

When dozens of rows of fire waves were burning violently in the queue, they could no longer support them. The cavalry on both sides drew out broad swords, bypassed the fire wall, and rushed towards the soldiers of the Hurricane Division. They stared at their blood-red pupils, with a determination to die, Feleg was thrilled. There was such a powerful army in the Western Continent.

From the launch of the magic crystal cannon to the rupture of the magic shield of the Fire Snake Army, Ferleg knew that the battle was over. No matter how powerful the cavalry were, they would not be able to win in front of the two magicians, more than a dozen martial saints, and hurricane warriors equipped with the ink armor and ink swords.

Looking at the corpses in front of me, smelling the burnt air with a slightly barbecue smell in the air and the strong smell of blood, Felleg, who had seen this scene many times, once again had the desire to vomit.

This can no longer be called a victory. At least Ferlig definitely does not admit that it is a victory. None of the six thousand enemies escaped. It is not that they have no chance to escape, but that they do not want to escape at all.

The Hurricane Division, which was disrupted by the Fire Snake Army and was heartbroken, had no ability to leave all the enemies, but none of the enemy fled. Until the end, a captain of the ground was charred and injured on many parts of his body was still shaking his body, dragging his broad sword, trying to continue fighting.

Will followed Maya, covered in blood and pale face, walked to Felleg. Tony and others followed them. The expressions of these martial saints were different, and no one knew what they were thinking.

"War Report." Felleg's voice trembled a little, forcing himself to say these two words.

"The enemy troops were 6,000, and the civilians were 400, and they were all killed." Will said quickly, his voice moving very little, but everyone here had extraordinary skills and could not reveal a word.

Ferlig was silent and waited for the following report. Those words just now were bullshit, and no one knew about the enemy's 6,000 troops. Ferlig kept standing on the top of the mountain and watching the whole process. Didn't there be any missing? No one escaped?

"One thousand two hundred people were killed in our army, seven hundred seriously injured, and one thousand one hundred slightly injured." Will's head was getting lower and lower, almost pressing against his chest, as if all the faults were caused by him.

Felleg's face was pale and his body was trembling slightly. He knew that this was a miserable victory and it was no longer a victory, but he still didn't expect that the loss would be so great.

There are 3,000 casualties in total. You don’t need to see that the injured are burned by the fire snake, which is the most difficult to treat. There are only five military doctors in the Hurricane Division, and ordinary sword injuries will be too busy, let alone the most difficult burns.

If they were still in the Eastern Continent and had enough logistics and treatment, it would be good to survive a small half of these 700 people, but now it is the Western Continent, and in the hinterland of the enemy, none of these 700 soldiers may survive.

When you see the fire snakes flying around on the battlefield just now, you can imagine that those lightly injured people will die and how many people will lose their combat effectiveness forever.

Maya took a black stick from the guard behind her and handed it to Feleg. She knew that Feleg had always been curious about this thing, and she seized a lot of it in this battle.

But Felge is not in this mood now. Phil stepped forward and said, "Felge, we should leave immediately. The four thousand people blocked are returning that the enemy's reinforcements are already very close."

"Retreat." Felleg gritted his teeth and spit out a word.

Fortunately, this army only needs to be commanded by the commander Ferig at the last time, and at other times, the officers below are in charge of command.

Will's mouth twitched, and he had something to say, but in the end he held back, walked down the hillside, continued to command the troops to clean the battlefield, pack up his belongings, and retreat in an orderly manner.

The retreat route has been set long ago, and three routes have been set. At present, it seems that no problem with any route. Although this battle is extremely fierce, the time spent is not much different from what is expected.

Even Filigo felt very tired after a continuous march for one or two nights. After all, there was no way to meditate on the hurricane. In fact, the most tiring thing was the heart.

Feleg's eyes were always foggy. He still clearly remembered that the order was issued by him, and 700 seriously injured people were ordered to be executed. If possible, who would be willing to issue such an order?

As the supreme commander of this unit, Feleg's command ability can only be described as poor, but he is better than anyone in overall grasp. With the severely wounded, he can't do anything except aggravate their pain and drag down the entire Hurricane Division, and he also has to watch them die in pain one by one.

Among the minor wounded, two hundred people died, and another five hundred people could no longer become soldiers. The others were better, and they needed some time to cultivate and had the opportunity to return to the battlefield.

A small-scale battle caused the Hurricane Division to lose 2,100 people, 500 people lost their combat power, and among the three thousand casualties, only 400 people were actually rescued.

The tent was just set up, and Ferig fell asleep and didn't even take a bite of food. These days, he felt really tired and had never felt like this before.

War is cruel, and no one needs to tell him that Felleg had already realized it. He had also experienced many battles before, but he had won the Hurricane Division and won the victory in the event of small losses. He was already used to such wars.

But this time, the Western Continental Army used the blood of 6,400 people to tell Feleg that in the past, those were not wars, and this was the real war.

Ferig started to follow his mentor Beca at the age of six. The first thing he learned was how powerful and noble the magician was. Then he lived in the grassland valley for seven years, even though he was the only one, he was still working hard, just because the magician was powerful, Ferig could not discredit the magician or embarrass the mentor.
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