"Mage Group! Cast spells to clear the magic power, return to the castle, and prepare for the air purification magic array."

"Others continue to stick to their posts!"

The delicate mages cast spells frantically, consuming all the magic power in their bodies as fast as possible, retreating from the scorching city walls, and returning to the Earl Castle in the city to restore their magic power.

Bruce, who was also sweating profusely, looked at the other people who continued to stick to their posts and spoke, "Everyone! The Lord of Thousand Islands, Lord Amos, is on the way to come, but even the dragons will take at least five hours from White Fort to Bailey City, so we must strive for these five hours."

The powerful reinforcements that come will always be a powerful reassurance for those in desperate situations.

The soldiers felt hope, and the monsters even ignited a flame in their hearts. Their family worshipped the White Dragon and all wanted to show their bravery in front of the White Dragon.

An hour later, the fuel was exhausted and the fire gradually weakened. The middle section of Bailey City wall was burned red by a long period of fire. The bodies piled up under the wall were charred and hollowed out, reducing the volume by half.

Finally, the flames went out.

Woo woo woo woo woo!

The Fishman Frenzy launched another attack.

The fishmen in the front row rushed up the pile of burnt corpses and pounced on the city wall. They were so crisped by the red city walls. The fishmen behind them roared wildly, and continued to climb up while straddling their struggling companions.

The people on the city wall listened to the crazy howling of the fishman, and their scalps were numb.

"Rolling Stone!"

"Quick! Shoot!"

Soon, the remaining few rolling stones and arrows were consumed.

Looking at the fishman getting closer and closer to the city tower, Bruce drew out the long sword at his waist.

"The warriors of Bailey City! Throw the enemy down for me!"

"For the glory of Dumbledore!"

"For the victory of Bailey City!"

"For the glory of White Fort!"

Finally, the first fishman climbed up the city tower. The soldier in front of him stabbed the spear in his hand, poked it into the fishman's roaring wildly, and penetrated the back of his head.

The first fishman fell down.

But the first fishman was just a starting signal. More and more fishmans rushed up to the city wall, as if a flood had leapt across the embankment.

"kill!"

The soldiers in the front row stabbed the fishman's body with their spears. Even if the body was penetrated, the fishman continued to pounce forward frantically. This madness of ignoring life makes people feel cold in their hearts.

The ogre chief held the tail end of the mace in one hand and danced the mace into a big windmill. The fishman who had just climbed up the city wall was swept by the mace and flew backwards in an instant.

Gurgaru alone blocked a nearly eight-meter-long wall!

Weapon master Gandalf formed a firefighting team with a group of masters. He stood behind the front line and helped him when he saw soldiers in danger.

The long stick spear and other weapons were stabbed out through the gap between the soldiers, and accurately pointed it on the fishman's forehead, which left a big hole when pulled back.

The fierce fighting sounded on the city tower, and the tide of fishman was blocked by the brave and fearless warriors.

Time passed by little by little, and the corpses of the fishman were piled up higher than the city walls. Many soldiers in Bailey City were killed in battle, but soon others were made up. The surviving people stood on the pile of corpses and continued to defend, but the fishman army was endless and could not be killed no matter how hard they were killed.

Ordinary soldiers in Bailey City gradually became exhausted.

Bruce was protected by the Earl's personal guard and stood on the pile of fishmen's corpses. He looked at the dense army outside the city, and then looked at his exhausted and panting soldiers.

"retreat!"

When ordinary soldiers heard this, they quickly retreated and went downstairs from the stairs behind the city walls, but not everyone was lucky enough to evacuate. Nearly one-quarter of the unlucky soldiers turned around and were knocked to the ground by the crazy fishman and could never stand up again.

The fishmen occupied the city walls in full, and Gurgaru and Gandalf led a group of masters to guard the passageway downstairs, blocked the fishmen's craze, and bought time for ordinary soldiers to escape.

The brainless fishman crossed the battlements and jumped directly from the ten-meter-high city wall. The non-dead broke his arms and legs, but even though he was disabled, he continued to crawl towards the escaped soldiers.

Seeing that the ordinary soldiers had escaped far away, Gurgaru and Gandalf asked the others to retreat.

Although these fishmen are crazy, their individual strength is not strong and they win completely by number. As long as they are not surrounded by them and lose their space for activity, it is not a big threat to masters at the master level.

The weapon master - Gandalf, and the ogre chief - Gurgaru were the last retreat, and they jumped directly from the city tower.

Gurgaru fell heavily to the ground, smashing a small pit, splashing dust, and then immediately spread his feet and ran wildly on the main road of Bailey City.

Gandalf was like a light swallow, stepping on the head of a disabled fishman, trampling him to death, and jumped onto the building next to the main road, crossing the roofs of each house, and fleeing towards the Earl Castle in the center of the city.

Behind the two, the fishmen rushed into Bailey City along the stairs, as if they were pouring into the pool along the gullies. The fishmen tide poured down, pouring into the streets and alleys of Bailey City, filling every gap.

After the weapon master and ogre chief rushed into the gate of the Earl Castle.

"Quick! Raise the suspension bridge and close the city gate!"

The soldiers pulled the winch and raised the hanging plate on the moat. In the deep city gate, three steel gates fell one after another.

The lord castle in the center of the city is the last line of defense of each city. After the enemy breaks through the outer wall to defend, it will play the role of the last haven. Therefore, it must be a war fortress carefully created by the designers.

On the stone walls of the Earl Castle, there are many whistle towers, filled with rows of dense shooting holes.

The people on the city wall watched as the city climbed up the roofs, filled with fishmen crazes on the main roads and other alleys, and a chill ran over the top of their heads.

Even the city wall as high as fifteen meters under their feet cannot bring them any sense of security.

Their uneasiness was correct, and the fishmen attacked the Earl of Dumbledore Castle as if they were against the outer walls.

An hour has passed.

Under the impact of the fishman craze, the Earl Dumbledore Castle was in danger.

On the wall, Bruce followed the count.

"My father, burn it. The city can be rebuilt if it is gone. If it is dead, nothing will be gone!"

Listening to the advice of the heir, Count Dumbledore's heart was bleeding, and he also understood this truth.

However, Bailey City was the object of his life, the hard work of the Dumbledore family members throughout the ages, and the foundation for the prosperity of the Dumbledore family.

Count Dumbledore looked at the crazy fishman who was almost attacking, and the craze of fishman who kept climbing over the city walls, squeezed out a word from his teeth: "Burn!"

Bruce turned and shouted.
Chapter completed!