"They want to charge!" Someone shouted in the dark. Sharp metal whistles rose and fell.
On both sides of the intersection, four carts were pushed out. The sackcloth covering the carts was taken off, revealing the ferocious crossbows inside. The black fog suddenly burned and condensed into a huge fire dragon, pouncing at the four carts. At the back of the street, one of the carts had already shot three iron arrows.
The iron arrow whistled as it flew into the remaining fog, producing a metallic clanging sound.
The fog dispersed. Behind Salin, two three-meter-tall metal men appeared out of thin air, blocking the iron arrows shot by the carts. The iron arrows hit the metal men's chests, and they were all blown away.
A wizard wearing a white magic robe walked out of the four carts in front. There were three magic symbols on his chest, which represented his identity: a level-3 wizard.
The white-robed wizard was shocked when he saw Fire Dragon. This was a level-6 fire spell, and he couldn't block it. However, it was too late to run now. He clenched his teeth and opened a scroll. That was his treasured level-4 scroll, which he used to save his life.
A green armor with patterns of ice instantly appeared over his magic robe, and the fire dragon crashed into it, causing a violent explosion.
The strongest mid-level defensive spell lived up to its name. The white-robed wizard was blown away, but his ice armor didn't shatter completely. However, the four ballistae behind him were not so lucky. The attack power of Fire Dragon was not the strongest among level-six spells, but it had a large area of effect. The four ballistae immediately collapsed, and the bolts that had not yet been fired flew in all directions.
The white-robed wizard in midair was unfortunately hit by three arrows. One of them shot through a gap in the ice armor, and the two-finger-wide arrowhead opened a bloody hole on his body.
If he was a level-4 wizard, the cracks in the ice armor could be repaired at any time. However, he was only level-3, and the ice armor released by the scroll couldn't stay in its original state after it cracked.
The fire dragon disappeared, and the white-robed wizard fell heavily on the ground. No one cared about his life or death. The power that Rex and his companions had displayed was shocking. All of them were mid-level magic attacks, which made the pincer attack meaningless.
Intense whimpers sounded as twelve bolts flew over from the distant square. Rex released ten construction puppets in advance. The three-meter-tall metal men stood in front of the horse. Four of them were holding huge metal shields.
Buzz …
The metal shield vibrated intensely as it faced the alchemy crossbow bolt. An ear-piercing screech rang out as the crossbow bolt pierced through the metal shield and landed on the golem's chest.
This metal shield was made by Rex for the construct puppets later. It couldn't resist the alchemy crossbow bolts that were used to attack the city. The crossbow bolt pierced through the metal shield and pierced the golem's chest.
The chest of the golem was made of a single piece of metal, and the crossbow bolt only pierced half of the arrowhead before it stopped.
Salin did not care about what was in front of him. He turned his horse around and took out the bronze magic book. More than ten firebirds flew out from the book and pounced on the ballistae behind the street. Although the ballistae weren't alchemy equipment, the iron bolts were still very lethal.
Salin activated the Ice Pattern Armor, and his Icy Vision was activated. He could vaguely see hundreds of swordsmen surging over from behind the courtyard walls on both sides. Salin felt a chill in his heart. If these swordsmen entered the street, he would be in danger. Only now did he realize that this kind of battle wasn't something that one or two wizards could handle.
No matter how strong a wizard was, his magic strings would be exhausted eventually. Without magic strings, even if he had a sword, he could only deal with a beginner swordsman at most. It depended on the swordsman's skills.
Salin did not dare to hesitate any longer. Seeing that the ballistae behind him were on fire, he directed the construct puppets to charge towards the high walls on both sides.
The three-meter-tall Metal Golems were abnormally heavy, and they held heavy weapons in their hands. The construct puppet that Salin was controlling was holding a square axe. The axe had two edges, and it hacked at the high wall twice, creating a huge gap. The construct puppet rushed into the gap, and the ground shook and dust filled the air.
Without a trace of mercy, Salin, stimulated by the danger of death, directed the construct puppet to rush into the crowd. There were more than three hundred swordsmen on this side, and the construct puppet was extremely fast. With a sweep of the square axe in its hand, it could cut down more than three people with one swing.
The swordsmen suddenly saw this metal monster, and a dozen of them died in a single exchange. Their blood surged, and they waved their weapons and surrounded it. The construct puppet didn't defend at all, and let the swordsmen hack at its legs. It only did one move, and that was to throw the huge square axe, which directly smashed into a swordsman's chest.
The square axe dragged out an iron chain. The construct puppet's eyes turned red, and it spun on the spot. The square axe that weighed more than a hundred pounds danced in the air, and blood spurted everywhere it passed.
Neris also directed another construct puppet to charge towards the other side of the courtyard wall. This construct puppet's weapon was a halberd, and it had a long pole. It didn't use any weapons, but instead slammed into the wall with all its might, directly creating a human-shaped hole in the high wall. Then it began a massacre.
Schika had already rushed to the crossroads by sticking to the high wall on the right side. She saw two alchemy ballistae in the distance, and behind them were a dozen people, loading alchemy arrows into the ballistae.
The speed of the arrows on the alchemy ballistae was very slow, and they also needed the cooperation of a magic apprentice. Schika's eyes swept around, and she already saw the two magic apprentices. She pulled out a boomerang from her waist and threw it.
The boomerang suddenly arrived, and a swordsman who was loading an arrow reacted quickly enough, pulling out a short sword and slashing at Schika's boomerang. Just as it was about to hit its target, the boomerang suddenly sank in the air, bypassed the short sword, and made a turn from below, cutting off a magic apprentice's thigh.
The magic apprentice fell head first, and the magic array on the alchemy ballistae stopped working. The swordsmen who were shaking the joysticks on both sides could no longer pull the string, and they all let go. One swordsman let go too slowly, and the metal joystick quickly spun in the opposite direction, smashing the swordsman's hand into pieces.
Schika's horse had already arrived. She rushed from the side, jumped off the horse, and swung the huge club in her hand. The alchemy ballistae on the left seemed to have been hit by magic, and cracking sounds came from the inside as it was smashed by Schika's club.
This was already the crossroads, and swordsmen were rushing over from all sides. Schika roared wildly, and the swordsman in front of her felt his vision blur. The female warrior opposite him swelled up, as if she was half a foot taller.
Puff …
Schika's club swept across, and the swordsman's neck was gone.
Only after the alchemy ballistae were destroyed did Rex disperse his construct puppets, and two of them went to protect Salin. Hundreds of swordsmen had already climbed over the wall, planning to kill this low-level mage first.
Salin looked back, and saw a swordsman's long sword sweep past, and the black horse he was riding had its foreleg cut off. Salin was furious, and he flipped a page in his bronze magic book. A white light flashed, and an ice arrow flew out.
The swordsman swung his sword to block it, but the speed of magic was different from that of bows and arrows. Only an intermediate-level swordsman or above could block a flying magic attack.
The ground rumbled, and the swordsman was penetrated by the ice arrow. He instantly lost all signs of life. Salin saw densely packed heavy-armored cavalry appear at the back of the street.
Rex gave Salin another two construct puppets, and said calmly, "It's okay. They're not real heavy-armored cavalry. They've just changed into heavy-armored cavalry equipment."
Salin clenched his teeth, and under the protection of the two construct puppets, he flipped the bronze magic book page by page. Every time he flipped a page, a low-level magic was released, and at least one swordsman was killed. More and more swordsmen crossed the wall, and the spare warhorses of a few people were chopped to death.
Rex controlled ten construct puppets at the same time, and had no time to cast any magic. Seeing that Salin was a bit overwhelmed, she had to separate six construct puppets, form a line, and charge at the heavy-armored cavalry at the back.
Six tall metal men ran side by side, and the sound almost drowned out the heavy-armored cavalry. The two parties collided hard, and the cavalry's attack was immediately blocked. The golems were even taller than the cavalry on the warhorses, and the two in the middle wielded huge swords that were as wide as a door. The blades were all serrated, and when they swung them, the double layers of metal armour would shatter like paper.
"Kill the Mage, and the puppets won't be able to move anymore!"
Before the shouting swordsman could finish his sentence, a spider that was even bigger than a fist had already torn open the armor in front of his chest and crawled in. His uplifting words turned into a whine of pain.
Salin was extremely nervous. He felt that he had killed many enemies, but the heavy-armored swordsmen were still surging at him like a tide. Was this a battlefield? There were badly mutilated bodies everywhere, and miserable screams could be heard. There was no time to rest. Swords flashed, and arrows flew everywhere. If it weren't for the Ice Pattern Armor, Salin would've been shot to death a few times.
The eighteen spells stored in the bronze magic book were quickly used up. Salin had to recall the construct puppets that he was commanding. The metal bodies of the construct puppets were already covered in blood and flesh. Not a single swordsman could block the attack of the giant axe.
Salin hid in the middle of three construct puppets and began to release scrolls.
The swordsmen surrounding Salin and the others were going crazy. Hundreds of people had died, and the opponent's spells seemed to be endless. Could their Magic Strings be used infinitely?
The swordsmen at the back couldn't see the situation in front at all. Salin released his scrolls and hid behind the puppets. Seeing their companions fall, the swordsmen at the back would always think that the Mage's Magic Strings were gone. When the swordsmen at the front died, the swordsmen at the back would vaguely see what the young Mage was holding.
It was useless to shout now. The Mage wouldn't run out of scrolls, so they could only wait for the Mage's mental strength to run out. The swordsmen believed that this white-robed Mage would be finished after releasing a few dozen scrolls at most. Low-level Mages had very few Magic Strings. As long as they killed this Mage, half of the puppets would be useless.
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