The pirates began to pour into the city wall from the gap, and the residents of Winchester started the attack with confidence when Tsosomok fell from the city wall. The Aztlans could not hold on. They were already at an extreme disadvantage in terms of numbers, and Ella consumed their physical strength in advance. They only barely defended against the city wall and Tsosomok's deterrence. The punch of Tsosomok smashed the city wall and destroyed all these two advantages.

It was meaningless to stick to the city wall. The Aztlans tried their best to rush down the city wall to rescue Tessolmok. But their physical strength had been overdrawn and were blocked at the stairs by the citizens of Winchester. Tessolmok broke several bones, and when he held his body and barely sat up, the pirates and citizens had surrounded him from front to back.

"Damn...Damn!"

Tessomok shouted angrily. The enemy forced him to force him to grab one of the legs, lifted him up like a weapon and swept him around. The huge force knocked everyone close to him away, but this still couldn't help his anger. He grabbed the unlucky leg and smashed the ground left and right, and each time he smashed a big pit on the ground. The man's bones were smashed, turning into a soft noodles that could not be stretched out, but Tessomok still waved him hard to prevent the enemy from approaching him!

But this was just a stubborn resistance. Aztlan's magic came easily and went quickly. His magic power quickly weakened to the first level. Of course, it could not escape the eyes of the enemy. They rushed up bravely, further aggravating the magic power consumption of Tessomok. Not too long, his magic power had been reduced from the "elves" at the beginning to the "self"!

"It's not over yet...it's not over yet..."

Tessomok gasped, thinking in his heart how to eat a heart to replenish some magic power. Although there were many people who were knocked down by him before and after, the enemy probably wouldn't give him the time to snatch out the heart and stuff it into his mouth, unless... find a way to scare them.

He is already familiar with the matter of cutting out the heart. As long as he can get a little time, he can replenish the lost magic power!

However, a call completely shattered his fantasy: "Prepare to... shoot!"

The sound came from above the city wall. The coalition of England and Sweden had completely occupied the city wall. Amy and Alfred were staring at him fiercely on the city wall, and hundreds of arrows were staring at Tessomok with them. As soon as the command fell, they flew towards Tessomok one after another!

Tessomok had a premonition that his deadline had come. But he still grabbed a half-dead enemy and pushed it on his head, intending to carry out the final resistance.

An unusual thing happened: the hundreds of arrows suddenly turned nearly 180 degrees, flew high into the air, then fell in the same direction, and finally inserted it on the same shield. This scene was extremely familiar to both Amy and Tessosomok. Tessosomok shouted happily: "Qimalpopoka, you are finally here!"

"It's bad luck to be bitten by a group of mosquitoes."

Chimal Popoka threw the corpse on his back, and it was a knight of Alfred. The three eagle warriors who came with him also threw the knight's corpse to the ground one by one.

Alfred stared at him in disbelief: "What's going on? Forget it, why are you...you haven't lost your magic?"

"Lost magic? That's what you plan? No wonder they all hold incense."

Chimal Popoka spat on the ground.

"You have neither offered sacrifices to the Sun God of War nor prayed for the Sun God of War. You just rely on an incense to make us lose our magic?"

As soon as this was said, Alfred finally understood why these Aztlans could lit incense in every direction of the city without any scruples. But he was not afraid of it - they had already gained a great advantage, and a Chimar Popoka could not reverse the situation at all.

"And I, Izkoyatel."

The crowd surrounding Tessomok suddenly sank from the ground, and then their blood surged out from the ground like a fountain. Izkoyatel crawled out from underneath with a grin. He danced his fingers, and the blood spurted out circled in the sky according to his movements, and finally poured all the Aztlan warriors not far away. The Aztlans who were struggling in the siege were like a rain, drinking in the sky. Some were dissatisfied and even stuck out their tongues to lick the ground. Although they could not recover their lost physical strength, their magic power had returned to the "self" state.

"Tratoani, eat this soon."

Izkoyatel threw a heart that had just been taken out and still trembling at Tesosomok. Tesosomok swallowed it voraciously, and then laughed and shouted to the sky: "Come on, the Aztlan Warrior will not be defeated today!"

The battle situation suddenly fell into a stalemate. Three "elves-level" magicians and nearly 300 "self-level" warriors were enough to withstand the attack of five or six thousand people. Ella's army had only 3,000 people, and although there were many citizens of Winchester, they were almost ready-made magic sources in front of the Aztlans who relied on drinking blood and eating meat to replenish their magic. Even if the coalition forces could win in the end, they would inevitably suffer considerable casualties.

"Enough! Stop first!"

Ella separated the citizens of Winchester and stood up. Behind her, Dust, who had returned to her original appearance.

Seeing Ella, Tessomok gritted his teeth and shouted: "You liar, you dare to come out and this group of people was attracted by you, right?"

"After you catch me, of course they will come, isn't that right?" Ella replied, "But there is something I didn't lie to you: Even if you escape from here today, the black disease will follow you. All of you will die because of it, and I am the only one who can cure this disease. Surrender, Tessomok, maybe you can have a way out in this way!"

"You still want to lie to us?" Izkoyatel shouted, "I have figured it out. We have never seen this disease before, but for people in your continent, it is probably just an ordinary disease? We don't need you at all, just catch a doctor from the local area!"

"The Aztlands never surrender because of words!" Chimal Popoka also shouted from afar, "If you want to capture us, you have to defeat us on the battlefield!"

Following the voice of Chimal Popoka, the warriors of Aztlan made a war cry!

"Okay, okay, why are you doing so loud? Stop, stop, stop!"

Dust stood out from behind Ella with his ears covered.
Chapter completed!