"The Second Battle Group of the Iron Legion, the Third Battle Group, dispersed formations, charge!"

"The first battle group, defensive formation, stand by on site!"

"The Fourth Archer Team, the rear scattered formation, suppressed by the rain of arrows!"

In the coalition, Sir Lyon was in the center of the First Battle Corps. With the help of his subordinates, he passed one specific order after another to each subordinate general.

After all, the Iron Legion was a regular army. After receiving the order, the various battle groups began to execute calmly and orderly.

At the beginning, the soldiers of the Iron Legion slowly advanced and maintained their physical strength. When they moved forward, each soldier remained silent. On the huge battlefield, except for the commanders running back and forth, only the sound of footsteps were left.

[ ]'Can't wait~Can't wait~Can'

The footsteps of the soldiers were scattered but not chaotic, just like a tide emerging from the deep sea. There was little movement, but it showed an unstoppable momentum.

In the tower behind the city wall, Roland was observing his opponent. He clearly felt this momentum and suddenly burst into tears in his heart: "The regular army is different. Together, they have a murderous aura that ordinary people do not have."

This murderous aura has no great impact on him, nor has it a great impact on the combat mages around him, but it cannot be ignored for others, especially those recruits who have just been recruited from civilians on the city wall.

Roland clearly saw that some of the Red Eagle soldiers who were very motivated just now had pale faces, holding the iron guns in their hands tightly, some trembling all over, and some retreated uncontrollably.

This is the instinctive reaction that ordinary people show when facing regular troops. They cannot be overcome simply by relying on their will. If they want to face regular troops calmly, they can only truly experience the battle formation, wander on the brink of life and death many times, and become experienced veterans.

But now, these recruits will inevitably fall into fear.

If this continues, the battle will probably be defeated before the battle begins.

Of course, Danson did not allow such a situation to happen. He whispered to the adjutant beside him: "Who in the supervision team dares to retreat, kill him on the spot!"

"Yes, General!"

After the adjutant went down, Danson raised his voice and began to roar loudly: "The warriors of Bashar City, you are the last hope of the Glenmai people! Think about the relatives behind you! Think about our lofty ideals, let us unite, condense into a steel fist, and kill all the blonde monsters!"

The personal guards beside Dansen immediately shouted: "Warriors, unite and drive out the light spirit!"

The cry spread and gradually spread throughout the battlefield.

Many Red Eagle Army recruits may not be able to feel the specific meaning of this slogan, and even cannot understand the profound meaning of expelling the light spirit, but they are all infected by the continuous cry. The blood in their bodies begins to boil, and courage gradually appears, suppressing the fear in their hearts and starting to shout.

But there were also a few people who were completely defeated by fear and cried and wanted to retreat, but were caught by the veterans of the team. They took their hands and fell, and their heads were cut off.

While capturing deserters, the soldiers of the army shouted: "Damn the coward! The escaper should die!"

The two-pronged approach took effect. The morale that was close to collapse was stabilized by Danson with rich experience in the battle.

Roland secretly praised in his heart: "This guy Dansen is indeed something."

However, he knew in his heart that although he had temporarily stabilized his morale, it was useless to rely solely on morale. When the real battle was fought, the huge gap in combat skills, equipment, and experience of the soldiers on both sides could not be smeared with morale. As soon as the two sides contacted each other, the Iron Legion would gain an overwhelming advantage in an instant.

At that time, the new recruits of the Red Eagle Army will be quickly defeated and slaughtered one-sidedly!

Roland knew this, and Danson must have known this, but he couldn't solve this problem. The gap in combat power between the two sides must be compensated by Roland's command of the combat mage group and the Sky Knights commanded by Hodir.

Especially the Knights of Hodir, their performance will determine the fate of Bashar City!

Roland couldn't help but look up at the wilderness outside the city, and said in his heart: "Hodil, it depends on you!"

Outside the city, Sir Lyon, as the commander of the Iron Legion, was watching his opponents at all times.

Observing the opponent's situation at all times, issuing combat orders at any time according to the opponent's situation, and adjusting your own movements is a necessary skill for an experienced commander.

He saw the timidity of the Red Eagle soldiers and was immediately ecstatic: "Okay~ It's indeed a group of temporary recruits. Dansen, no matter how powerful you are, the soldiers who are not available under your command will not be able to escape to death today!"

Faced with such a fragile opponent, what he should do most now is to put psychological pressure on his opponent as much as possible.

Lyon shouted: "Beat the drum!"

After issuing the order, a trace of doubt suddenly flashed in Lyon's heart. He turned to look at the adjutant beside him: "Have the scout sent back abnormal information?"

The adjutant immediately responded: "General, within 20 miles of the surrounding area, everything is normal, and no trace of the Red Eagle Army was found."

Sir Lyon breathed a sigh of relief: "Huh~ that's good~ that's good."

Soon, the war drums rang.

"Dong~~Dong~~Dong~~Dong~~"

The heavy drum sound spread on the battlefield one after another, and the pace of the Iron Legion's progress was fine-tuned, and it began to move forward in response to the drum sound.

For a moment, the footsteps of tens of thousands of soldiers became neat and superimposed with the drums, almost causing a slight tremor on the earth.

The soldiers of the Iron Legion seemed to have condensed into a giant with infinite power, approaching the walls of Bashar from far to near. It seemed that as long as the giant took action, it could easily destroy all obstacles in front of him.

Behind the coalition forces, Princess Sophia looked at the advancing Glenmai soldiers, and a thought suddenly flashed through her mind: 'If the Glenmai people could really unite... I'm afraid they would be the enemy of the empire!'

On the Red Eagle Army, the morale that had just stabilized suddenly began to shake again. Even with the supervision team, more and more deserters began to appear.

As the situation was about to get out of control, suddenly, a dark red light spot flew out from behind the city wall and landed on the ground nearly 200 meters below the city wall and exploded suddenly.

"Boom~~"

The flames like a hill shaking the explosion of the earth's veins and the rushing air waves everywhere shattered the invincible momentum created by the Iron Legion.

Roland took action!

Danson breathed a sigh of relief. He seized the opportunity and shouted loudly: "Brothers and sisters, don't be afraid~ We have powerful combat mages, endless spirits of flames, which will help us and devour all the powerful enemies ahead!"

After the roar, Danson began to issue a series of new orders to make various fine-tune the formation of the Red Eagle Army recruits.

The morale of the recruits stabilized again and they began to prepare for the war.

The battle is about to break out.

As he approached the Iron Legion, Roland clearly felt the spell fluctuations emitted from the Iron Legion. He had recognized the spell used by the Light Spirit Mage: ‘Does the Phosphin Protection Aura?’

This spell is very good and is very suitable for current large-scale combat. However, this spell also has its disadvantages. Because of its huge scope of action, its protection ability is slightly insufficient and it cannot achieve complete defense against phlogin spells.

With the power of the Fist of Flame, even if only 10% of the damage is left, it is enough to make people die, and it may even be even more painful.

At this time, the forward of the Iron Legion had reached 300 meters away and was about to reach the range of the Flame Fist spell.

When they arrived here, the soldiers actually stopped and began to scatter in groups of three or three, scattered on the plains like a scattered chess. At the same time, a large number of archers appeared behind the team, at least 3,000, each with bows and arrows.

What made Roland frown was that these archers also used straggler formations.

It has to be said that this formation is the best way to deal with phlogiston spells. The degree of dispersion shown by the opponent now reduces the lethality of a single Flame Fist to less than 50 people.

The number of flame fists that they can release is very limited. With the mana recovery potion, there are only 60 of them, and 7 of them were used before, so there are still 53 left.

With the formation that the opponent is using now, even if he throws all the Flame Fist out, he will kill at most less than 3,000 people. When the opponent rushes to the gap in the city wall and the enemy and we are entangled together, the Flame Fist will be useless.

Although the phlogin spell is powerful, on the real battlefield, experienced commanders can reduce the lethality of the phlogin spell as much as possible in combination with various subtle tactics.

What's even more difficult is that the other party is using open conspiracy. Even if Roland sees it clearly, he will not find a way to crack it.

At this moment, Roland felt real pressure in his heart.

He had a premonition that this battle to defend the city would be extremely fierce, and most of the soldiers who fell on the battlefield were Glenmai.

It’s so sad that the same clans will suffer each other and the Guangling will benefit!

Suddenly, a man came out of the coalition army and shouted loudly: "Soldiers of Bashar City, I am the messenger of the Duke of Steel. I am standing here now and bring you the oral order of the Duke of Steel."

When Roland heard this, he knew that the situation was not good.

The opponent's commander is familiar with the essence of psychological warfare. Before the war begins, he actually has to use a divisive strategy!

Sure enough, the man continued to shout, "The Duke of Steel is destined to be a destiny. His Highness Victor is cruel in his nature and massacres the people. Even if he does not die at the hands of Danson, he will be imprisoned by the Duke for life after returning. General Danson wants to kill the superiors, which is one crime. Inciting the rebellion of the subordinates is two crimes. The Duke promises that as long as you can offer Danson's head, you will no longer be held accountable, and you will still be the Duke's people..."

As soon as these words were said, the new recruits of the Red Eagle Army were shaken, and Danson was also a little panicked. He quickly roared like thunder: "Shut up, the hypocritical Shire family is all liars!"

The envoy did not argue, and after reading the duke's oral order, he retreated silently back to the battle formation.

After more than ten seconds, the legion began to accelerate the charge towards the city wall!

Roland was refreshed and said to the battle mage beside him: "Everyone, for Glenmay!"

The battle mages responded in unison: "For Glenmay!"

Compared to ordinary people who are easily shaken, these former wild mages clearly know the current situation. They have no way out and can only move forward!

"Next, according to our training, we will start the group's scattered battle... May we drink the victorious wine together after the war!"

The battle mages all showed a trace of tragic spirit on their faces. They all divided into three groups, Roland led one group, Nana led one group, and Trunks led one group to go to various parts of the battlefield.

Almost at the same time, in a secret place somewhere outside Bashar City, Mage Alina, holding a large hidden rune stone in hand, moved slightly and released a secret word to Hodir beside him: "Captain, it's time to act."

Hodir, who had been silent like a statue, suddenly shook his body, and a strong murderous aura flashed in his eyes, like a giant dragon that quickly awakened.

With a clang, Hodil pulled out the steel giant sword 1.5 long, 15 cm wide, and 2 cm thick on his back, holding it with one hand, and pressing it towards the sky with all his strength!

"Ding~~"

The terrifying force penetrated the giant sword, causing the sword body to make another thick sword sound, like a dragon's roar.

Such heavy swords, combined with powerful combat skills and terrifying power, can be cut off with one sword no matter what kind of existence they face!

The 2,000 Sky Knights who were following him also drew their swords to the sky at the same time.

These are all veterans of the Red Eagle Army. They used to be Dansen's subordinates. They followed Dansen's uprising from the beginning, received regular army training, and experienced many battle formations. They are veterans of hundreds of battles.
Chapter completed!