A huge fist struck down with circles of cyan wind patterns, and a much smaller but obviously not flesh-and-blood black fist came forward with a trace of silver light. The two fists collided heavily.

They were together, and then, a violent scream resounded through the sky. A hill giant held his fist and retreated backwards. The magic puppet that punched to fight just took a few steps back and chased after him.

With one strike of the sword, there was a soft sound, and fifty pounds of muscle was violently chopped off the hill giant's buttocks. The pain made him tremble and run away quickly.

The magic puppet rumbled back, standing side by side with the other fourteen puppets directly opposite the 'Iron Castle'. In the past few days, with the power of these magic puppets, it has forced back several large-scale attacks by the criminals.

, even the hill giants who are three times taller than these puppets have suffered greatly in front of these puppets made of magic crystal. How can flesh and blood collide with steel? Especially these steel bodies have countless

The magic shield released by the great magician forced the hill giants to have no way to exert their power, so they were dispersed by the magic puppets.

Even the top masters of the sinners had a huge headache for these fifteen magic puppets. They couldn't cut them with swords or open them with punches. Their only weakness, the magic crystal in the center, had been covered by a thick magic crystal.

Covered below, there are hundreds of layers of magic shields all over the body, and ordinary attacks cannot cause any damage to them. Once, thirty masters of sinners joined forces to issue their own killing blow to a puppet.

As a result, the puppet was smashed hundreds of feet, and then it got up without mercy, holding up a huge sword and slashing at them.

The sinners were completely at their wits end with these fifteen magic puppets, so their siege temporarily eased. The sinners' small teams attacked nearby villages and infiltrated into the Vante Empire.

With the arrival of the Five Beast Legion and the two legions of the Guards and the Praetorian Guard, they have converged a lot. Even though they are all masters with the level of the Golden Knight, they are surrounded by a group of knights with good strength and countless soldiers.

There is only one way to die, so on the border of Kaisen Province, the Vant Empire has established a relatively stable field defense line to withstand the impact of those criminals.

What makes Tu feel most upset is that the criminals already have many other thoughts in their minds. They don't want to fight any more. The so-called Xiao Fu Zian has this kind of mentality. The 'City of God' has been conquered, and God

The grasslands have to come back, and they really don't want to bleed and sacrifice anymore. Few people can see the possible consequences of delaying the time. But the Vante soldiers are different. It is their instinct to be tough and warlike, especially if

If they didn't resist the criminals, their homes would be destroyed, so they fought desperately. The barbaric fighting method of stabbing the opponent before death caused the criminals to suffer a lot.

This is also a major reason why the defense line was unshakable for a while.

Standing on the city wall, watching the hill giant just shed tears the size of his fist and cursed at this place, Lei and the others couldn't help laughing. Hart said with a smile: "Okay, we don't have to think of a solution.

Go counterattack them. As long as we can delay them here, the reserve knights and mages we send out can train a group of troops that are more elite than your current warriors. Then our counterattack will begin... Hey, now

What kind of rules does the empire set, and why civilians can’t practice fighting spirit? Doesn’t this reduce one’s own combat effectiveness?”

Jerry looked at the magic puppet not far in front and sighed in a low voice: "Mr. Hart, which empire is not like this? Civilians cannot practice fighting spirit, and the control of magicians is even stricter. To put it bluntly, they are afraid of civilians.

Rebellion. If everyone has the level of a formal knight, the country's strength will be greatly enhanced, but the danger will also be much greater. This is something that no monarch would be happy to see. What do you think?"

Hart and the others were silent for a long time before Mubarata said angrily: "We don't understand politics, and we don't talk about politics. We only know that if we want to completely kill these damn guys, we must increase our

The strength of the army. Don't look at the 2.1 million troops of your Five Beast Legion and the two major military legions. But if you charge head-on, you only need 200,000 sinners leading some orcs to defeat these two million troops.

Don’t forget that when the Knights of Glory dealt with the Continental Alliance, millions of coalition troops were unable to withstand a single blow from them. The sinners also cooperated too poorly. By the time they learned how to cooperate in battle, the people you brought would be of no use at all.

.”

Mubarata made a rude gesture towards the hill giants outside the city, and then said: "So, we only know that we must train more warriors and more warriors with fighting spirit.

In one year, you should be able to train a group of warriors with the level of what you call Black Iron Knights or Bronze Knights. Only such warriors, combined with your battle formations and the fighting traditions of the Vant Empire, can truly resist the attacks of the sinners.

"

Gaddafi laughed a few times, stroked his beard, and said triumphantly: "Lord Mubarata is too polite. To be honest, haha, in fact, we can't just rely on our Fante Empire this time.

Well, no matter how strong our Vantage Empire is, it is impossible for an empire to withstand the attacks of those sinful people, right? Hahaha, your lords are really too proud of the military strength of our Vantage Empire." Gaddafi

I rarely said a few polite words in official circles. I felt very proud, but I didn't know that Bobcat next to me had already twisted his nose in anger.

Mubarata ignored Bobkart's thoughts and said to himself: "I'm not polite. This is something we decided together. Are there other empires? To be honest, we learned about the last time from Hart.

Regarding their Knights of Glory dealing with the Continental Allied Forces, the current empires no longer have the same martial and warlike spirit as before. Each one of them focuses on some messy art, etiquette, etc., which is not as good as your Vante Empire.

The Bicester Empire retains its former warlike style. Although the soldiers of the Bicester Empire are pretty good, they have too few people and cannot choose too many people to receive training from our people. Therefore, they are also

There is no way to become the main force resisting the criminal people."

The mature Sok saw that Bobcat's face was a bit ugly, and couldn't help laughing and said: "Actually, when it comes to resisting the attack of the sinners this time, the biggest help is the two empires of Bicester and Vant. Bisi

Although the Te Empire has a relatively small population, if it can train a group of absolutely elite warriors, it should still be very lethal. Your Highness, Prince Bobcat, am I right? It all depends on whether the warriors you choose are up to par.

Already."

Bobcat snorted, nodded heavily and said: "Yes, although our population is small, our warriors are absolute warriors. Give us a little time and we will train them to be like those bastards outside the city.

A fearful master’s.”

Lei leaned on the city wall and glanced at the criminals outside the city for a long time. After a long time, he asked: "Why have those guys been so weak in the past few days? Are they waiting for something? Although there are no more people from the dragon clan.

Help, but if they attack forcefully, it will be difficult for the 'Iron Castle' to be defeated. As long as they are willing to sacrifice hundreds of thousands of people, they can directly break through our defense line and even annihilate our Five Beast Legion. What on earth are they doing?"

The people on the city wall felt a little uncomfortable, although they understood that what Lei said was true. As long as the sinners attacked regardless of sacrifice, they would be able to break through with the help of the millions of super strong warriors in their own tribe.

The line of defense is now. However, even though he said this, Lei should not say it too frankly. This will seriously affect everyone's mood and atmosphere. However, everyone also has this question, what are the criminals?

Why did they stop here at the 'Iron Castle'? It has been nearly a month. They have lost less than 30,000 people in total, and all they have launched are harassing attacks. What are they waiting for?

Kareron was silent for a long time, and waved the wand in his hand for a long time, and then he said with a little hesitation: "Perhaps, they are just reluctant to bear those sacrifices. According to my estimation, the resources they obtained on the Forgotten Continent cannot be used

They have too many tribesmen. If they lose too many young adults trying to break through our line of defense, it will be difficult for their race to continue to reproduce. After all, our total population is much larger than theirs, and they are now

One less person dies, and our citizens can continue to produce the next generation, but they don't dare to risk fighting us."

Lei looked at Carreron and said respectfully: "So, Division, what do you think they are waiting for now? If they don't break through our defenses now while our troops are still weak, they will wait until we

After all the reinforcements from the other five empires have arrived, it will be impossible for them to fight against us. What do you think?" Lei was very polite to several old mages. At least the first one was that he knew how to respect the old people. What about the second reason?

That is, his magic crystal armor is still blessed with magic spells in the hands of those mages. In any case, he will not offend these old men.

Careron looked at Lei with a smile, nodded slightly and analyzed: "Perhaps, they are planning some conspiracy, but as long as we continue to accumulate our own combat power, as long as there are no conflicts within ourselves, there is no conspiracy.

It is of great use. But I estimate that they are most likely carrying out some kind of plan that can greatly increase their combat effectiveness without causing too many casualties to their tribesmen...for example..."

Suok pointed to the magic puppets outside the city wall with some worry, and whispered: "For example, they are making something comparable to these puppets? But, can they have enough magic knowledge to make these magic instruments?

The necromancers of the sinners, the shamans of the orcs, the violent mages of the dwarves, plus those elves, could they create magical weapons that are so powerful that we cannot withstand them?"

There was silence for a while on the city wall. Kaleron looked hesitantly in the direction of the God-given grassland and whispered: "It's hard to say, old friend, the Hades people will be immortal for thousands of years. They may teach something to other races.

Mage. Maybe their mage has the inheritance of knowledge within himself... However, I also suspect that after hundreds of thousands of years, many of the ancient books of our 'divine city' have been lost, and their extremely powerful spells have been lost.

How can the races living on the Forgotten Continent still create some powerful creatures?"

Hart's fists clenched, he gritted his teeth, shook his head and said: "Perhaps, they are just waiting for the resurrection of the 'Blood Knight'. Recently, the local magistrate of Kaisen Province almost made a mistake, and the criminals kidnapped them.

We have gathered more than 30,000 civilians, and we will definitely find a suitable sacrifice among them to resurrect Hades. One Hades can resist the joint attack of about thirteen of our knights. Hehe, when the time comes, there will be a lot of excitement.

In addition, his undead magic far exceeds that of the most powerful Nether Tribe, and he can create undead warriors on a large scale at will. If his power can still be maintained at the level of the God War, we will be in danger.

"

No one dared to say anything. Thinking of the terrible consequences, everyone felt deeply worried.

A very feminine voice came over: "In that case, why don't you send someone to investigate their internal affairs? Are you powerful knights and mages just waiting here to see the movements of the sinners? It's really frustrating.

I don't understand... I see that their formation on the Godsend Grassland is very fragmented. Anyone can slip through their defenses and see what they are doing. What's wrong with this?

What about?"

Everyone turned around and saw a handsome man in his thirties with a typical aristocratic appearance, that is, long wavy hair, a straight mustache, a pale face, and a slender figure. He was holding a slender sword on his waist.

Wearing a luxurious dress that was only suitable for a palace ball, he walked up. He gently pulled off the fine silk gloves on both hands, threw them casually to a guard behind him, swayed lazily, and walked closer.

He walked up to the walls of the city wall, glanced outside, looked back at Lei and the others, and said with a bit of contempt: "Everyone, why are you warriors and mages who protect the entire continent waiting here? Fighting, is it possible?

Shouldn't we take the initiative?"

He pointed at Lei elegantly and said loudly: "General Lei, I have read a lot of heroic legends. Aren't they the ones who saved the entire continent when evil was about to cover the earth? Oh, my God, you are

The most famous young general in the Imperial Army, don’t you think you should do something to prove your strength now? Or are your military achievements obtained through fraud? Your achievements are all achieved through dishonorable methods.

Was it obtained by means? Or, even your title and official position were not obtained through legal means?"

Lei was furious. He held the hilt of his sword tightly with his hand. Anyone with a discerning eye could clearly see that circles of strange air ripples were emanating from his body. The city wall with a radius of five feet had already emitted a sound.

There was a strange groaning sound. A strange golden light flashed in Lei's eyes, as if two sharp arrows were about to fly out. Jerry casually held Lei's hand holding his sword, and his body had stopped.

In front of Lei Lei, he bowed with a smile and said: "Dear Viscount Oliver, you are a military officer personally appointed by His Majesty. Is your mission to attack a general who has made outstanding contributions to the empire on the battlefield?

Does your pleasure lie in insulting my colleagues face to face? I was promoted to my current position because of the same merit as Lei. Do you think that I also obtained my title and official position through various dishonorable means?

"

Jerry held his sword and smiled coldly: "If that's the case, are you insulting me? Or are you insulting my entire family? By the way, my grandfather owns the imperial family.

Can I think that you are insulting the entire imperial family? You are just a little viscount. Remember this. This is a battlefield. If you want to point fingers at us with your identity, you

But you have found the wrong person...I will make you regret what you just said."

Oliver blinked his eyes, clapped lightly, bowed slightly, smiled, and said in a gentle tone full of aristocratic characteristics: "I'm sorry, Lord Jerry, I apologize. Just as you said.

As you said, I am just a little viscount, and I come from an unknown small family. For the heir of a big family like you, I have no reason to speak nonsense in front of you... However, I

Having won the trust of His Majesty, in order to prevent certain generals from causing losses to our legion due to their misbehavior, he personally appointed me as Military Affairs Officer. This is an appointment that you heard and saw with your own ears and eyes when you were in the imperial capital, isn't it?"

Oliver smiled arrogantly: "I am deeply proud of your Majesty's appointment. At the same time, I feel very honored and have a heavy sense of responsibility. I must be responsible for the soldiers of our empire. Therefore, I naturally have the right to doubt whether a general is serving the world."

Fighting with all his heart, is he just killing time on the battlefield and adding a little bit of capital for his future promotion and wealth? Come on, come on, I am not doing all this for General Lei, you can completely think that I am talking nonsense

Eight ways." Oliver took out a white handkerchief, gently wiped the corners of his mouth, and then smiled softly.

Gaddafi roared crazily: "Damn it, what are you talking about, you bastard? You said that Lei didn't fight with all his strength? You said that Lei was just messing around on the battlefield and doing military service? Damn it, I'll strangle you bitch to death.
To be continued...