"Have you not come back yet?"

"Yes, General."

"I understand, you go down."

Anros Chasimid waved his hand, and after he walked into the temporary tent, he reported to James Omred, who was sitting at the seat: "General, the person has lost contact."

"Yeah, I get it."

On the long tiger-skin seat, James Omred lived on his forehead sadly. He knew that the six elite teams should have been trapped in Butch City.

Three hundred elite places have lives, a not serious mistake.

It is a pair that everyone defaults to in the war.

It is a very cruel thing to exchange human lives for enemy intelligence, but everyone has to do it.

"Call Master Edman to prepare, and when the moon rises tonight, I hope our mage troops can set a firework above Butcher City."

"General, what do you mean..." Anros Chasimid said, his expression hesitated, as if he wanted to dissuade him.

"Yes, before night comes, I need the troops to advance ten miles as a whole, so that those ghosts can enter the casting range of our mages." James Omred said with a constant expression.

They have to move forward.

This is their responsibility as the vanguard.

The military order received by James Omred was to support the front line into Butch City before the main force led by the Marquis of Black Soil arrived, and to make corresponding preparations for the subsequent main force to fight with the Soul Tree.

As the most lethal mage legion in the army, it is necessary to carry out the most critical firepower output in this operation.

"Here."

......

......

Half an hour later.

As soon as the sun sets on the horizon, the human frontline positions began to advance.

In a very rogue, yet very effective way.

The mages enchanted the archer troops, and then the archers shot out a round of arrows like plowing the ground ahead, and brought the archers' firepower to clean the way forward, and then a large number of cross swords in iron armor began to advance steadily.

On both sides of the Cross Sword, the mages built high fire walls to guard against ghost attacks that could appear at any time on both sides.

The two thousand knights in full-serving military service were wandering around the mage army, alerting the Soul Tree to launch an attack on the mage troops.

The griffin knights who had already scattered out of the sky were alert to guard the sky.

Some ghosts with strong single combat power will be baptized by the Thunder Warhammer as long as they appear above the human army.

The human race, like a turtle shell, almost showed a defensive posture that would only be made in the bloody battle of the abyss.

The unknown soul tree is very strong, but compared with the demon army in the blood battle plane, it probably does not exceed the program much.

Unless the Soul Tree with the Mountains is in action, the alertness of the human army can already deal with most of the raids made by the ghosts.

Actually, it's about the same.

Facing the human turtle shell, the ghosts near Butch City were also very distressed.

The ghost is so crispy!

They are almost physically immunized, but actually do not produce heavy armor units. When the human army takes the attitude of "defense" and "gradual erosion", the ghosts are restricted and their own physical condition is really difficult to have a head-on conflict with the human army.

Of course, this is not a fatal flaw.

Because from beginning to end, ghosts are just a race similar to the "spell of magic assassin", and heavy armor units have soul trees themselves instead.

Even if the ghosts who were eroded and pushed forward by the human race and wandered outside Butch City just wandered and retreated to avoid indifferent casualties.

A not very wise approach.

Three hours later, it was completely dark.

Under the night, the ghosts without the weakened sunlight became faster and more agile.

It's soft!!!

When a gust of flaming storm, meteors and fire rains hit their heads, the ghosts who were still staying in Butch were collapsed!

The high temperature of magic caused the entire Butcher city to burn directly.

Countless ghosts wail and scream.

Although these flames were quickly extinguished by the Yin Qi peeled off after the Yin Soul's death, they had more war magic and continued to fall into Butch City!

With a 'boom', another popular rain of fire fell directly on the walls of Butch City.

The continuous attack, the composite magic with soil system changes, made a hole in the heavy city wall of the heavy city!

Seeing this scene from the telescope, a deputy general in the human camp whistled:

"It seems that the group of engineers who built Butch City should have been pulled out and beheaded!"

"The tofu project can't even withstand a few popular fire rains."

"Oh....."

"Okay, you must know that Butch City's city defense needs to be carried out by relying on mystery locks. Now Butch City has fallen into the hands of the ghost, and it is impossible to open the city's defense system. It is natural that the city wall is destroyed by magic..."

"Hey, Lance, we don't want to listen to you. If the city in front of us is replaced with our Black Soil City, do you think mere fire rain can break our city walls?"

"Woods, Black Soil City has been established for more than a hundred years."

"so what?"

"So why do you compare it to a city that has just been around for thirty years?"

"Ha ha ha ha......"

The young human generals laughed, and ahead of them, the entire Butch city was ignited by fire.

The fire surged into the sky.

Using the huge body of the Soul Tree as the background board, it is like igniting a bonfire under a big tree.

A very beautiful scene, isn't it?

In laughter.

As the apprentice of Master Edmund, a little helplessness flashed in Lance's eyes.

He knew that the Butch City that was ignited at the moment was actually nothing.

Butch City is just a city built by humans. Whether it is burned or not, it will not be a big loss for the ghosts who are backed by the Soul Tree.

But when facing an unprecedented enemy like the Soul Tree, these people really need a victory to dispel the fear in their hearts.

Butch, who is burning in the fire, is playing this role well.

Flame, the starting point of this human civilization.

It can be used as a product of hope and courage to mankind from beginning to end.

Not only Lance himself knew this, but the young generals present actually understood it.

Under the flames, Lance looked at his comrades beside him.

Watching them stop smiling at some point.

Finally, we stood together and silently looked at the burning city in front of us.
Chapter completed!