Hundreds of golden arcane missiles rained down on the camp tent that appeared to be the command post, as well as nearby.

Each golden arcane missile is no less powerful than the Great Fireball technique used by a master fire master.

To use a more modern word, it is that hundreds of mortar shells have "plowed" the opposing command battalion.

The pit filled with the smell of flames was filled with charred corpses.

This wave of arcane missiles produces an effect no less than a real meteor fire shower magic. After Beta was promoted to Legendary, both his melee ability and his magic ability made a qualitative leap.

In the frontal line of the enemy, there was a brief commotion, but soon the commotion subsided.

"Fake command post."

Although there was a slight disappointment, Beta felt that it was normal, true and false command posts were common in wars, and Beta himself had played such small tricks before.

"Keep charging!"

Beta shouted, and the 10,000 infantry in the rear rushed down like a flood from the embankment.

The rebel formations reacted immediately, several repulsors were erected, and pikemen and shieldmen immediately stepped forward.

This kind of cavalry formation is also very suitable for dealing with infantry who are running down the mountainside.

The archers began to fire the first wave of arrows. The rain of arrows flew upwards in dense clusters, but unfortunately, the Beta were on high ground, and the arrows barely flew to their height, so they became weak, and could hardly do any effective damage. Only a few of the more unlucky soldiers were shot in the vital points, such as eyeballs, balls, or whatever.

At this time, the bed crossbow was also on the arrow.

Beta waved his hand, and the mist of the Mist Technique erupted again, enveloping the entire army.

This time, there will be no more mages to dispel the fog.

The ten bed crossbows had been wound again by this time, but they could not find their target in the face of fog with a diameter of up to two kilometers blocking their view.

Cadod was at the rear of the military formation, and when he saw this scene, his face turned pale.

At this time, a staff member came over and said, "Lord, you should leave first." ”

"You think we're going to lose?"

"The mage regiment is gone." The staff smiled bitterly: "Although the enemy's strength is not as good as ours, the opponent has quite a lot of means, and the dragon knight does have the ability to change the tide of the battle as the legend says." I already have a bad premonition. ”

Kadod was also dressed as an ordinary soldier at this time. He stared hatefully at the huge white mist that was surging down, and in it, there was a murderous undersurge.

"Anyway, test shoot the dragon slayer crossbow and get out." Like a gambler, Cardo said hatefully, "What if I shoot? ”

Ten arrows hit the dense fog and disappeared in an instant, without any reaction, the fog still rolled down, and it was almost close to the foot of the mountain.

"Lord, if you don't leave, it may be too late."

"We have 200,000 people, and the other side only has 10,000." Cardo shook his hand hard: "I don't think we're going to lose." ”

"Lord, if the morale collapses, let alone 200,000, even if it is 1 million, we will lose!" The staff pulled Kadod and roared: "Now you withdraw first, in case of a real defeat, we still have a chance to turn over, and if we are captured by the enemy here, we will really be finished." ”

Looking beyond the dense military formation in front of him, Cardo gritted his teeth and quietly left with a few soldiers.

At this time, a person who looked very similar to him, dressed in a fancy costume, stood where he was just now.

Cardo was able to walk in secrecy for himself, he didn't expect that there was a pair of eyes in the sky, and he could see the situation on the entire battlefield.

It noticed quietly leaving Kadod and the others, flapping its wings and following it through the air.

Soon, the fog reached the foot of the hill and was in front of the rebel front line.

Almost all rebels believe that the white mist is just a means of obscuring their vision, primarily aimed at weakening their long-range strikes. After all, the other party is also in the fog, and if the fog is poisonous, or has some disgusting effect, the other party will definitely be affected.

With this in mind, the front line of the rebel army, standing behind the rejection of the horse, raised heavy shields, and waited to meet the enemy in the mist.

But they didn't expect that the moment they entered the mist, their vision narrowed to a terrible point, their arms were straight, they couldn't even see their fingers clearly, and their hearing was also very limited, they could hardly hear any sound, if they weren't able to touch the comrades next to them with their hands, they thought they had entered another mist full of heterotopic planes.

Anxiety is fermenting at a very fast pace, after all, no matter who loses sight and hearing in an instant, then there will definitely be extreme fear.

The same is true of the rebels surrounded by the mist, who were about to retreat and leave, but suddenly felt the ground shake louder and louder, and after a while, they saw a huge dragon claw with golden scales appear above their heads.

Sorilana didn't attack at all, she just kept walking, taking the lives of at least twenty enemy soldiers with every step of her four legs.

Those who were trampled to death by her were all turned into pulp.

The tight line of defense against horses, and the array of spears in front of Sorilana, was a joke.

Moreover, the enemy is in the fog and does not know what is happening at all.

With Sorilana as a breakthrough, the 10,000 infantry of the royal army, like a sharp knife, X (anti-harmony) entered the enemy's formation, like cutting into soft cheese, and did not encounter a decent resistance at all.

The encirclement line of 200,000 men is very long, with a fog radius of nearly two kilometers, and at most only a quarter of the enemy army can be enveloped.

But that's enough.

Those unaffected enemy troops saw that their men were shrouded in the mist, and after a few moments, as the fog advanced, many reappeared from the mist, and they made frightened noises, threw down their weapons and fled in both directions, even if the overseers killed them, they could not stop their rout.

And where the edge of the fog passed, there were still many corpses left.

What's really going on in the fog?

Looking at those collapsed comrades, watching them flee as if they had met a demon, the morale of the soldiers next to them dropped uncontrollably.

Soon...... Many of the soldiers who were not shrouded in the fog quietly threw away their weapons.

The fog stopped for a moment and began to move towards the left flank of the formation.

At this moment, the rebels on the left flank threw away their weapons in unison, turned around and ran.

That white mist, in their eyes, had become a demon that could devour lives and souls.

Morale was low and the army was defeated.

Almost by the time the fog descended to the bottom of the mountain, the winner had already been decided.

Without the mage's containment, powerful mages and powerful professionals with the ability to mass kill can change the outcome of a war.

Beta, on the other hand, is the caster and a powerful dragon knight. (https:)

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