It's almost the limit.

Oldman gasped, the cold air running down his throat and into his lungs, but he couldn't keep up with the deep anxiety inside. The long sword in his hand was already stained with blood, and as far as the eye could see, the entire city wall was littered with corpses. Although so far, they have repelled the attacks of those noble private soldiers again and again, but no one knows how long they will be able to hold out.

They won't last long.

Oldman knew this very well, he turned his head to look, and saw that the other people around him were also tired at this time, many of them were covered in blood, including him, almost everyone was injured, this is still thanks to those well-made armor and weapons, otherwise, they may not be able to support it by now and have been defeated.

But what if they continue to support it? Thinking of this, Oldman couldn't help but raise his head and look outside, there were hundreds of soldiers there, they held shields to block the top of their heads, and then set up a ladder to climb up, although soon someone went up to try to overturn the ladder, but he just leaned out of his body, he was immediately shot by an arrow, screamed and fell down the city wall. As a result, a gap was created in the defensive line, and several soldiers were soon seen climbing up the ladder, brandishing their weapons and attacking.

"Looks like you've reached the limit, Mr. Oldman."

And at this moment, Tilis's voice rang out. Oldman turned his head in surprise to find that she and the half-elf girl were standing a short distance behind him, staring at him.

"Need our help?"

"This ..............."

Hearing Tillis's inquiry, Oldman couldn't help but hesitate. Truth be told, he didn't want Tillise to get too involved. Aside from the argument that "the war makes women go away", it's more if Tillise intervenes. Then it is easy to create a certain degree of power confusion. James had warned himself that these people were indeed rebelling against tyranny, but most of them were not averse to the aristocracy itself. If any nobles were willing to reclaim them as private soldiers, they might gladly accept the invitation. And in this case, if Tilis increases her voice and influence, then she may become the behind-the-scenes commander of the "Free Army for National Salvation". Even if she is not in the habit of fighting for power, if her opinions conflict with Oldman, then it may affect the judgment and position of others.

And because of this, all the time. Oldman and Tillise both maintain a "mutual support" relationship, but don't really rely on them. But now, if they need to take action to defeat these noble private soldiers, then it is equivalent to them "depending" on Tilis, of course, if they only rely on a girl, there is nothing but face failure. But the problem is that Tilis's background is not small, and no one knows the force behind her. What exactly do you want to do? At this point, even the well-informed James did not give an answer.

But...............

Oldman hesitated for a moment, then looked at Tilis again. She was still wearing that white robe, even in the midst of the chaos. On the walls of the slaughter, she was so sacred, and it seemed as if she was completely out of touch with it. Like the inhabitants of another world. A stray arrow flew by, but it shook around Tilis. Then he lost his strength and fell vertically to the ground. And the half-elf girl standing behind her still had that innocent, romantic and lively smile. It seems that he is completely oblivious to the predicament in front of him. Looking at their easy expressions, they are either indifferent to this, or these petty fights are not in the eyes of the other party at all.

If they make a move, they will definitely be able to turn the tide of the battle, but ......... Should you do this or not?

Oldman thought for a moment, then turned his head to look at the wall, where the battle on the wall was deadlocked. The soldiers of the nobility were occupying the walls, while the others were struggling to resist, resisting. None of them surrendered, but pounced on the enemy in front of them as if they had killed red eyes. Oldman saw a young man shout after being pierced by a noble privateer, and then rushed forward with his arms around him, and then the two of them both rolled down the wall, and the end was obviously doomed.

Another living life is gone, and at this time, many more are on the verge of death. At this time, is it necessary for you to waste other people's lives for this meaningless power struggle?

Oldman felt like he was breathing heavily, he wasn't like James, he wasn't like the veterans, he hadn't been out there, he hadn't been in any large-scale battles. He was just an ordinary garrison captain, and before that, he only commanded a dozen people under his command, and the most dangerous battle he had ever experienced was the encirclement and suppression of the surrounding goblins. Other than that, he has little experience. He didn't know what troop movements, nor did he understand the distribution of power and positions, these things he may have heard before, but they were all the business of the big people in the high, and people like him were not qualified or able to touch these things......... But now he was standing here, with hundreds of men under his command, not the bandits who called each other brothers, drank wine and ate meat, but comrades who fought side by side for the same goal.

And is he entitled to ask them to sacrifice for their little lust for power?

No!

They gathered here not to become a new ruler, but to change all this -- to change the oppression of the commoners by the nobles, to change the situation in which the nobles acted wantonly on the commoners, and that was why he raised the banner, and this was the reason why his companions were willing to follow him.

"Miss Tillise, I need your help!"

Thinking of this, Oldman no longer hesitated, and hurriedly spoke loudly. Hearing him speak, Tilis smiled slightly, and then she clenched the Sky Scepter in her hand and paused lightly towards the ground - it seemed that she had learned this move of Jenn decently.

Nothing happened.

In Oldman's eyes, at least, he didn't see the heavens fall apart in his imagination. The sight of magic flying. It's no wonder that he's just an ordinary person after all. He is not qualified or has the opportunity to see those high-level battles, and the flying artillery fire does not necessarily mean how fierce the battle is. Conversely, calm does not mean that there is no danger.

Soon, Oldman noticed that the soldiers had changed.

The soldiers who had been trying to climb the walls screamed and let go of their hands and fell down. Or hold on to the ladder tightly and stay motionless. The soldiers who had already reached the city wall were wandering around the street with their eyes open, and Oldman even saw one soldier circling around the same place three times before being hacked to death by his own men. But until he fell to the ground and breathed, he did not return fire, as if he had no idea where the attack was coming from -- even though the attacker was directly in front of him.

The tide of battle changed in an instant.

If Oldman were under the walls now. Then he would be surprised to find that in the eyes of the nobles' private soldiers, the city wall, which was originally only four or five meters high, was suddenly promoted a lot at this time, and they couldn't even look at the top when they raised their heads. The soldiers who were lying on the siege ladder were even more unlucky, and when they looked down, all they could see was that they were hundreds of meters above the ground, which was enough to chill anyone's feet, let alone when they raised their heads and tried to climb the wall, which was almost endless. The top of their ladder was isolated against the hard, cold walls, and it seemed as if falling to their deaths was their only end.

And those noble private soldiers on the city walls found themselves trapped in an endless labyrinth. The previous walls are gone, and all that can be seen is the walls, the enclosed ceilings, and the endless. I don't know where the passage leads.

And at this time, Aina also began to move.

The half-elf girl raised her longbow in her hand. Then the bowstring was drawn, and there was not even aiming. Almost aimlessly, they fired arrows into the sky. Then I saw a strange light and shadow flying out of the bowstring, splitting into two, two into four, and four into eight......... Soon there was a rain of sweeping fire on the battlefield under the city walls, and after this rain of arrows, the soldiers who had been standing fell like harvested wheat.

But that's not the most important thing.

A noble private soldier raised his shield, and the arrows flew down, clanging against the shield, and he felt a sudden pain in his arm, followed by a burning pain. But he gritted his teeth and continued to wait. It wasn't until the rain of arrows had passed that he lowered his shield and looked around. There were howls everywhere, but it didn't take long for them to become strange and rapid.

What the hell is this............

The old soldier's eyes were red, and he looked around, the pain caused by the hot wound on his arm seemed to be spreading, and in the blink of an eye, a raging fire burned in his body, and he felt that his reason was crumbling, and the whole person seemed to be in the furnace as anxious and hot, and then he finally couldn't hold it anymore, and threw himself at his colleagues with a loud shout, and the two of them crashed together and fell to the ground, and then they didn't even have time to take off the leather armor on their bodies and hugged each other, and soon, The howls were replaced by heavy gasps, and in an instant, the area became a "battlefield" that was no less intense in another sense.

Everyone on the city wall looked at the hot scene below with blue faces, and then glanced at the strangely shaped longbow in the half-elf girl's hand, and almost invariably distanced itself from it, and even Oldman quietly retreated a few steps to avoid accidentally harming the pond fish.

"What happened?"

Looking at the chaotic battlefield in front of him, Viper frowned, originally in his opinion, it was only a matter of time before he defeated these thugs, but he didn't expect that it was just a blink of an eye, the entire battlefield had become so chaotic, and the previous advantage almost no longer existed, those soldiers were running around as if they were enchanted, and they were ...............

Taking his eyes off the three big men stacked on top of each other, the viper felt only a burst of nausea.

"What the hell is going on here?"

Viper shouted as he noticed that the soldiers around him had begun to stir. However, to his surprise, these soldiers did not look ahead, but looked behind them one by one with surprised faces, and their faces showed terrified expressions.

"Great, my lord, it's a big deal!"

What's wrong?

The Viper frowned at the deputy's shouting, then he turned his head to look back, and then his eyes widened in surprise.

Only against the background of the clear blue sky and the pure white snowfield, a thick black smoke was clearly visible, like a poisonous snake flying into the sky, gradually spreading.

At this moment, the poisonous snake only felt cold all over.

Hit the plan. (To be continued......)