When the warriors of the two countries had the strength of Advanced professionals, catapults and heavy crossbows were rarely used, unless it was a siege.
Because they were not very effective, they could only deal effective damage to a Advanced Warrior if they focused their fire.
Therefore, in this situation, the only way to use large destructive weapons was to use cannons and magic cannons.
However, neither country was in the mood to use such weapons.
The Flame Legion and the Sandstorm Legion were at loggerheads.
Bruce Inferno was a young, handsome nobleman and the commander of the Inferno Legion. At the same time, he was also a valiant warrior.
He had just achieved a breakthrough in battle.
From Advanced to Grandmaster.
It was a big change.
But no one gave him a chance to rest. Not only did he have to bear the pain of the breakthrough, but he also had to resist the pressure of the enemies.
Because he had been at the front line, he was isolated and helpless after his breakthrough. His bodyguards were hundreds of meters behind him.
At this moment, only ferocious-looking enemies surrounded him.
A trace of sorrow rose in Bruce's heart. He had not even felt the power of a Grandmaster. Was he going to die here?
But even if he died.
He had to take some of them with him!
He seemed to have forgotten the pain of the breakthrough. He used all his remaining battle energy and cut down the enemies with his sword. No one could stop his sword energy. The enemies fell to the ground like wheat.
However, he was facing the Sandstorm Legion, which was as famous as the Flame Legion.
The soldiers in this legion were all valiant generals who did not fear death.
Grandmasters were not epic warriors.
Why couldn't he kill them?
As time passed, the injuries on his body became more and more serious. Someone had cut open a wound on his chest. He forced his muscles to contract and suppress the blood that kept flowing out.
But the next second.
Another spear pierced his abdomen.
Bruce roared angrily and slashed out with his saber. The latter was split into two along with his spear, and blood splattered everywhere.
However, the spearhead pierced his abdomen, making it more and more difficult for him to breathe. It was as if a candle was burning his internal organs.
Swoosh.
There was the sound of the sword cutting through the air.
Bruce abruptly turned around and gripped the saber that was slashing at him with his left hand. His left arm sank slightly, but he ignored the blade that had cut into his bones and kicked out.
Bang.
The figure flew backwards, knocking down several enemies in succession.
It was a pity …
More enemies charged over, their weapons hitting his body from all directions.
It only took him 30 seconds to become a Grand Master.
Bruce Blaze had fallen on this battlefield.
Grandmaster professionals were strong, but they were not invincible in an army of Advanced Masters.
There were many professions like him who broke through during battles, because battles between professions would give them a lot of experience.
However, most of the professionals who broke through during the battle could not survive more than three minutes before they were annihilated by the enemy.
The formations of both sides were in chaos.
When the Shield Warriors were all dead, the Warriors were up. When the Warriors were all dead, the Rangers were up.
A short hour of fighting.
The battlefield at the border was already littered with corpses and rivers of blood. There were less than 30,000 soldiers still fighting, and they were fighting over the corpses of their enemies and comrades.
Because they were using their lives to protect the borders of their country, not a single one of them took half a step back.
The corpses were also gathered around the border.
William stood on the fortress wall. His Eye of Thunder could cover the entire battlefield. He discovered that the advantage of the Inferno Legion was constantly increasing. If there were no accidents, the Red Fire Kingdom would win this war.
However.
William could see this scene, and so could the enemy.
Perhaps the Desert Kingdom had already predicted that they would lose.
Cavalry.
They appeared.
A total of 30,000 Desert Cavalry charged towards the battlefield like a sandstorm, leaving a trail of yellow sand in their wake.
By the time everyone realized it, the cavalry was less than 8,000 meters away from the battlefield at the border. They were very fast, like a group of Grim Reapers charging out of the desert.
This group of people was the strongest trump card of the Desert Kingdom. Eighty percent of the troops were Grandmasters, and this was only half of them. However, the 8,000 people in front of them were heavy cavalry clad in black armor, and their mounts were all Desert Lone Wolves.
They were a group of butchers known as the Desert Grim Reapers. They were the Wild Sand Cavalry!
A general clenched his fist and roared, "These unruly Desert Barbarians, where are the Red Fire Cavalry?"
"Assembling," someone said in a deep voice.
"What rules are there on the battlefield? We should have expected that the Desert Kingdom would not abide by the rules. But it's too late to assemble the Red Fire Cavalry." Brian sighed. Not only did the Desert Kingdom prepare their cavalry, but the Desert Kingdom should also be waiting at the gate of the Fortress, ready to attack at any time.
William raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not too late. If they don't abide by the rules, will you abide by them?"
"What do you mean?" Brian frowned.
William raised his eyebrows and said, "It's against the rules for them to use their Grandmaster legions to fight against your Advanced legions. Are we Epic warriors living off women?"
"We're living off women. But that's not the point. The point is that they have too many Epic professionals …" Someone didn't dare to make a decision. Once the Epic professionals attacked, the casualties would be much higher than the current situation.
After all, there were not many soldiers left on the battlefield at the border. Even if the Inferno Legion could win, it would be a narrow victory. Even if 3,000 of them survived, it would be considered a high number.
When the generals at the Fortress saw the appearance of the Desert Cavalry, they had already decided to give up on the 3,000 soldiers.
After all, the Desert Kingdom could not bear to see them lose. Hence, they treated the Desert Kingdom as if they were dead. They wanted to crush the Desert Kingdom and the Inferno Legion into corpses.
William glanced at the Desert Kingdom. From a general perspective, it was not wrong to give up on the Desert Kingdom. But if they could not even protect their own soldiers, how could they create an invincible legion?
William could not be bothered with them.
Since these people did not believe in his strength, he could forget about it.
But Brian suddenly grabbed his arm. He looked at the approaching Desert Kingdom Cavalry and said in a deep voice, "How many Epic experts can you stop?"
"Are you going to kill me?" William asked.
"Yes."
"What a coincidence. I'm invincible in this realm." His Royal Highness grinned, revealing his big white teeth.
The other Epic experts looked at each other. They knew that the Lord of Dawn was a Titled expert. He had killed eight Epic experts in the extreme north.
But now, it seemed like he was bragging.
But now, Marquis Brian had the right to decide the direction of the war. He immediately waved his hand and said, "Let the Red Flame Cavalry get ready to leave the city. As for the unruly cavalry …"
"Bang!"
William soared into the sky. Accompanied by the sounds of thunder, he charged at the front of the Desert Kingdom Cavalry like lightning.
Stopping tens of thousands of soldiers alone?
That was right.
An Epic professional had the ability to do so.
After activating the domain, even if the Grandmaster legion's aura could withstand the attacks, they would be worn down.
William's appearance attracted the attention of an Epic professional from the enemy side.
It was Wright Hanton.
He glared at William with hatred and roared, "Lord of the City of Dawn, how dare you be impudent in front of me. You've underestimated the Desert Kingdom …"
"Get lost!" An angry roar was heard, and shockwaves surged. Sand and dust filled the air as the roar swept towards Wright Hanton and the tens of thousands of cavalry behind him.
In the next second.
Lightning flashed and thunder roared.
William had already grabbed Wright Hanton's head, and he did not have time to react.
A sonic barrier appeared under their feet.
Wright Hanton's body crashed into the Desert Kingdom Cavalry in front of him.
At that moment.
A straight line of blood pierced through the Desert Kingdom Cavalry.
Wherever William passed, men and horses were thrown off their feet. Countless cavalrymen and horses were sent flying into the air. The Desert Kingdom Cavalry in front of William was in a tragic state. Not even their flesh and bones were left!
Wright Hanton, who was in William's hands, only had a bloody hole on his face from William's fingers. His other injuries were not serious.
Just as Wright Hanton was about to resist, the other Epic professionals came to help.
William bent his back slightly, and the muscles on his left arm swelled. Then, he threw his arm as if he was throwing a shot put.
Bang!
Wright Hanton was thrown out like a cannonball. He knocked away one of the Epic professionals who came to help.
At the same time.
William arrived in front of Wright Hanton and Wright Hanton and punched.
Boom!
Both of them crashed into the military fortress, causing the ground to tremble.
William passed through thousands of soldiers and arrived in front of the military fortress. He faced all the Epic professionals of the Desert Kingdom.
He said it.
He was now invincible in the Epic realm.
He was invincible.
He was not afraid of the reincarnation of the Lord God.
But there were only twenty Epic professionals?
They would be beaten up!
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