What did you do with the dice?

Fortunately, the flying speed and attack trajectory of the stones were not as outrageous as those of the magic cannons, so the Star Knights were able to dodge them. However, the other slightly weaker soldiers of Esdi suffered. Faced with the ruthless fall of such huge stones, they could only end up perishing together with the surrounding enemies.

This kind of attack that did not distinguish between friend and foe was not the first time Sarolt had seen it, and he could only curse the cold-bloodedness of the Snidi nobles in his heart.

"Get out of the way!"

"No! Danny!" A knight who was pushed away looked at his companion in despair as he was hit head-on by a huge rock. At the edge of the huge hole created by the rock, sticky blood was oozing out, and there were some scattered limbs.

Croissant smiled and said, "That's right, that's how we should fight. Look, aren't the enemies retreating? Everyone, you must understand that war is no joke. Father has given us orders to hold this place. Are you worried that you don't have enough men? They're just soldiers. I can recruit more for you if you need them. Besides, won't the enemy suffer casualties too? Is Rusalka's army endless?"

The messengers and legion commanders beside Croissant did not object, but clenched their fists and whispered, "Second Young Master, you are talking about..."

A nearby Starlight Paladin shouted to Sarolt, "Captain Sarolt, the enemy's trebuchets are too powerful. If this continues, we'll suffer heavy casualties. We should retreat from the slope and hide on the back slope, where the enemy can't hit us. We should find a way to deal with these trebuchets separately."

Sarolt gritted his teeth. Every second of delay would put Rusalka in greater danger. "Let's fight them!"

Sensing the concentration of holy light particles filling the battlefield, he raised his shield inlaid with holy light and shouted, "The time has come, Star Knights, form up!"

Perhaps in this deafening battlefield filled with shouts and cries of killing, teammates could not hear or distinguish Sarolt's cries, but all members of the Star Knights felt the response from their companions in their bodies.

This is the unique special combat capability of each of the Esdi high-level Paladin troops. When the number of Paladins and the intensity of the holy light emanating from the battlefield reach a certain level, each other can use the special strengthening effects of the corresponding troops.

After feeling the call, the Star Paladin quickly lit up the holy light on his body. As more and more paladins responded, the holy light in the air quickly gathered into twinkling stars that shot up into the sky, and then turned into beams of light that poured into the paladin's body.

According to the thicker-than-a-dictionary rulebook that the DM gave to Sanita, this special effect is described as follows:

[Starlight Protection: When special battlefield conditions are met, all Starlight Knights that have completed the Holy Light Channeling action gain (number of people praying/10) points of fixed damage reduction, and all immunity increases by (number of people praying/25) points. The effect of Radiant defensive spells is doubled, and allies within 5 meters gain half of the bonus. Points are rounded up, and the maximum number of people counted is no more than 400.]

Including Sarolt, there were a total of 80 Star Knights on this battlefield. After praying devoutly, the enemies suddenly discovered that their weapons would be repelled and bounced off by the starlight when they hit the armor, leaving only a shallow white mark, and could no longer cause effective damage to the enemy in front of them.

Sarolt immediately issued the next order: "Deploy a wide-area holy light barrier!"

Seeing him actively releasing the holy light, the paladins also released the light in their bodies. The light gathered in the air and connected into one. Under the guidance of the priests in the back who understood Sarolt's meaning, the intertwined light spread out and turned into a vertical golden transparent barrier, which was placed above the front line of the battlefield.

Huge rocks shot down from the hillside and were intercepted by the air barrier. They created a golden ripple on the rocks before being quickly bounced off and falling into the enemy camp.

In this way, in addition to causing great friendly damage, the catapults could no longer threaten the army in the direction of Esdi.

This jointly arranged barrier would consume a large amount of Holy Light power, and would even make it impossible for the priests to maintain their gains, but the paladins carried out the order without hesitation.

As soon as this sacred barrier appeared, Allen Crosong's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot: this army is simply the elite of Esdi, otherwise it would be impossible for them to form a battle formation so quickly, and there must be a high-level patriarch supporting them in the rear to release such an army-level barrier.

In his heart, he wished the traitor Rusalka would be hacked into pieces, but at least he didn't order the attack to continue. Instead, he finally issued an order that relieved everyone else: "Slingshots, stop attacking. All troops, enter a state of complete defense. I want to see how long this golden thing of theirs can hold out!"

Sarolt didn't know whether his orders were right or wrong. For the first time, he felt the tremendous pressure of being the commander of the Esdi Legion. Every decision he made determined the fate of his companions who used to drink and chat together, and everyone would execute his orders without hesitation, even if it meant sending them to their deaths.

There is a rule in the Knights of Esdi: even if he is to sacrifice himself, the legion commander must be the second to last, because only when the legion commander is alive can he give orders to guide the Knights to survive; as long as his orders can save at least one person, the legion commander is indispensable.

Sarolt didn't care about anything else. After making what he felt was the most correct decision, he swallowed his confusion and doubt along with his saliva, and then issued his final command: "All troops, attack with all your strength!"

Chapter 158 Sicilian Front (8)

Sanita's troops were divided into two groups. 7000 of them turned back to support Rusalka, while he took the remaining 6000 men to wait near the forest exit to prevent Rusalka from being blocked by Marquis Momola, who was likely to be a mantis at the exit.

On the way, he also asked Alice to learn some special spells provided by the elves: "Alice, do you know summoning?"

"Yes," Alice nodded, proudly placing her hand on her chest. She raised her head and said, "Although the summoning course is the Druid major and not my major, I'm a genius after all. As long as it's plant-based, there's nothing I can't summon, even if you can't imagine it. Back then, I got almost full marks in the summoning course in school!"

Rusalka's voice suddenly popped up in the PL channel: (Then brother, ask her where the GPA points that weren't full were deducted? Was it because too many GPA points were deducted before going to bed?)

Sanita: (How come you have time to watch the PL channel now, you idiot?)

Rusalka: (I was just glancing at the system's HP prompt.)

Of course, Sanita ignored Rusalka's curiosity and told him to defeat the tree by himself first before joining the conversation, which made Rusalka depressed and focus on driving the Tata.

Sanita: "Then please teach me how to summon the tree man."

Alice, who was riding on the horse, was stunned for a moment, then showed an excited expression: "I know this! It's what humans call 'reciprocity', right? You have always wanted to teach me Fireball, but due to face or human rules, you can't teach me for free, so you deliberately use this Treeman Summoning as a trade? You should have said it earlier, in fact, not only do I know Summoning, I also know Promoting Birth, Poison Cloud, and the 'Endless Life' that only pure Blood Elf magicians can do.

Of course, there aren't that many things I want to learn. You could start with the simple Fireball spell, and then progress to practical fire magic like 'City Incineration', right?"

After hearing this, Sanitieta immediately fell into self-doubt. If his memory was correct, there should be no other fire magic in the world with the same name as "City Burning Flame".

City Burning Flame, one of the top magics, creates a circle of fire that continues to spread outward from around itself. It looks similar to the fire circle skill of Diablo's Diablo, but this circle of fire can automatically devour all the fire elements it touches and strengthen itself. It can devour magical flames and ordinary flames. The main feature is that it accepts everything, eats them all, and then burns them all.

As everyone knows, except Rusalka, everyone in this world has some mixed fire magic in their bodies. At the very least, when you make a fire and cook every day, you have to attract some flame elements to start the fire, right?

Therefore, if this thing is successfully released in a densely populated residential area, the consequences will be disastrous. The word "burning city" is not named for the sake of being cool. The magician is a very rigorous profession. Every magic name in history has been carefully considered. Since this thing is called this, it must have "a record first and a name later."

Of course, using top-level magic to massacre a city is a very unskillful practice. Only people like Rusalka would think that "burning the city" is cool. In fact, another more useful function of this magic is to directly extract the surrounding fire elements and offset them with other elements, creating an elemental vacuum zone, which is the legendary "magic-free zone".

Therefore, according to unofficial historical records, this thing actually came about when ancient magic was relatively advanced, but fire mages, who were only aggressive but lacked variety and were thus outmatched, came up with a scheme to create equality. "You don't want me to explode, right? Then no one else will have fun! Draw your sword and chop!"

After hearing Alijie's request, for a moment, Sanitieta wanted to say to her, "I don't want to learn anymore."

But for the sake of this battle, I endured it.

Polite: "I think we can start with the Fire Arrow."

(You can't even use a fire arrow, what's the point of learning fire magic!)

Alice said disdainfully, "That's a trick that even human children can perform? I don't want to learn it."

Humble: "Actually, the flaming arrow is quite a learning process. It took me a long time to master it."

(What are you talking about? Believe it or not, it takes you a long time to learn how to use Fire Arrow.)

Alice looked at Sanita with a sympathetic expression. "Ah? Is that so? Indeed, humans don't have bloodlines or inheritance, so learning magic is indeed very difficult. But I should be able to learn something like the Fire Arrow quickly. Don't try to fool me with that."

Diligence: "Really? Haha, that's okay, I don't mind giving this part away."

(I have to lay the foundation for you. This is an act of conscience. Please don't be ungrateful.)

Alice said, "Never mind, I'll just listen to you." "Okay, okay, don't cheat and don't teach me Fireball!"

Chengxin: "Of course, I'll teach you!"

If Rusalka were here, his little translator would definitely understand the subtext of his brother's words: (I promise to teach you, but I don't guarantee when or how long you'll learn. Have you seen the Fireball spell? If you have, I'll teach you.)

Alice: "Hehe, that's good. Actually, I also think that City Incineration is a bit difficult. I can use Body Incineration to make it easier."

Burning Explosion, the innate magic of the Hell Baron, a high-level magic.

Sanitta had to admit that although Alice didn't even know the trick of fire arrow, and the difficulty of learning fire magic was about the same as not being able to cook scrambled eggs with tomatoes, the dishes she listed were all dishes that were only available in Michelin three-star restaurants.

In terms of knowledge, Rusalka is a big winner!

Pragmatic: "Okay, okay, now can you show me how to summon a treeman?"

(I can’t bear it anymore, I’m going to explode.)

Alice finally got the hang of it and directly found a tree that was several decades old on the roadside. Although it would be a waste of magic power to use a tree that was less than a hundred years old to summon a treeman, and it would still be very weak, it didn't matter since it was just a demonstration.

So she took out her oak staff, tapped the tree lightly, and muttered something. Green runes appeared in front of the tip of the staff. After about ten minutes, the runes that had been written into a book combined together, casting a vibrant emerald green light into the tree. The roots of the tree trembled slowly, and a face appeared on the trunk, which soon turned into a tree man that could move freely.

Alice: "How is it? It's still a bit difficult, right?"

Sanitieta nodded thoughtfully: "It is indeed a bit complicated. It may take me some practice to copy it."

Alice put her hands on her hips and said proudly, "It took me a month to learn it in school. But if a skilled wizard like Archmage Sunny had the detailed, hands-on instruction from a skilled wizard like me, I think he would be able to master it in about two months. It doesn't matter. Even if I learned Fireball beforehand, I will still teach you until you master it. I'm not like those cunning, low-class elves. After all, I'm a trustworthy, pure-blooded elf."

Sunny Tower shrugged without comment. He first solemnly declared that his name was "Sunny Tower" instead of Sunny. Tower, which would make it a real building. Then he stretched out his finger and threw a fireball into the distance.

The soldiers were startled by the whoosh and roar of the fireball as it flew out, but when they saw that it was thrown by Sani Iron Tower, they all breathed a sigh of relief. The great wizard had so much magic power that it was normal for it to go off accidentally, so everyone just pretended that nothing had happened.

Alice stared in amazement at the small crater created by the fireball explosion. She then looked back at Sanita's retracted finger with her mouth open: "Instant? And I didn't sense any magic power at all. You didn't use any magic scrolls or props. How is this possible? This isn't magic at all!"

Sanita: "Now do you think it's necessary to start learning from Fire Arrow? Pure ↑↓~blood elf genius?"

Alice came back to her senses with sparkling eyes and nodded like a chick pecking at rice. She had already imagined the scene in the future where she would launch a series of fireballs to blow up her former compatriots and teachers. The thought of it was very exciting.

Actually, Sanita is using a third-ring spell slot, which is of course cheating. In this world, how can a proper Fireball spell be cast without a pre-roll and mana gathering step? Unless it's a tearing scroll.

But he had to admit that it was fun to play with the elves.

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"Bang!" "Ah!"

The sound of knocking and shouting rang out at the same time. Ai Li was wrapped in a golden barrier. The knocking sound just now was the sound of a wooden hammer formed by branches gathered together hitting the barrier. This big hammer was almost sticking to her head. From the first-person perspective of the person being hit, it looked very intimidating. She was so scared that she squatted down with her head in her hands to defend herself.

Fortunately, her faith was firm and pure, and she cast the spell quickly and efficiently without any delay. Her personality was very pleasing to the God of Light, so the golden barrier reliably blocked several blows and still appeared very stable. She was purely scaring herself.

On the other hand, Phoenix was already wrapped in black mist, simulating the appearance of a long sword, making her look like she had grown eight pitch-black arm blades.

The black fog was slicing at the tree man in front of him frantically, and countless shadow thorns pierced into the trunk to block the supply of magic flow. Phoenix was able to rely on her flexible movements to avoid the countless branches that were entangled with her.

To others, she was like a ring-cut sawmill. Wherever she passed, a large amount of wood chips and broken branches and leaves fell to the ground. Even in this forest terrain, the treeman summoned creature had strong vitality and the power of regeneration, but it could not withstand the frequency of Phoenix's attacks. Soon, the branches turned black, revealing a sense of withered and old age as if winter was approaching, which meant that the treeman's "blood volume" had reached the bottom.

There were four treemen surrounding the carriage. The druid was obviously determined to take it down in one fell swoop. In addition to the one dealt with by Phoenix and the one attracted by Arie, one of the other two treemen was handed over to the soldiers who followed nearby to deal with.

The battlefield on their side was more brutal. The attack efficiency of more than a dozen people was not as high as Phoenix's. Once they were entangled by branches, they could only passively raise their shields to be beaten. If their companions did not cut off the branches in time to rescue them, they would be hit by heavy wooden hammers continuously, destroying their shields or breaking their arms, and they would only face death.

The last tree man aimed at Robert Challens who had teleported out of the carriage and attacked him. Challens used agile movements that were completely unlike those of a stowaway refugee. He rolled on the ground, dodged the sweeping tree roots, and then pulled out the sword from the waist of a dead soldier next to him and chopped at the attacking branches.

Sharp sword energy burst out from the blade, directly cutting the branch neatly into two pieces. Then he took a deep breath and rushed forward. The sword energy on the blade surged again. With a spiral roll, he dodged the sharp wooden spikes and slashed at the tree man's face with lightning speed.

A strong gust of wind swept across the fan-shaped area in front, blowing the fallen leaves on the ground into wild dances. Looking at the long sword in Challens' hand, only a bare hilt and a small broken blade were left, and the tree man in front of him was actually split into two by this sharp sword.

"Hu——" Challens exhaled slowly. Although the long sword in his hand was completely broken, he still subconsciously made a move to put the sword back into the sheath.

"Oh, Mr. Dumb, be careful!"

A golden barrier unfolded above Charrons' head, and countless leaves turned into sharp knives that stabbed towards him, and then pierced into the timely unfolded barrier.

The tree man that was cut horizontally in front of him was seriously injured by the sword, but the remaining magic power and strong self-healing ability allowed it to maintain a certain degree of mobility and combat effectiveness.

Challens dropped the hilt of his sword and quickly retreated to his original position. Then he shouted to the messenger who had stood there stupidly, "Give me a weapon!"

The herald was startled, not knowing whether he was intimidated by his aura or shocked that the mute suddenly spoke. In any case, he handed the thing in his hand to Challens tremblingly.

Challens subconsciously reached out to take the thing, and was dumbfounded when he found it was a horn. However, he did not remain dazed. Instead, he turned around and jumped up. After kicking three branches in the air three times, he picked up the horn and put it to his mouth, shouting, "Cover your ears!"

Then he took a deep breath and blew hard.

"Woo-boom-"

If you have ever been lucky enough to hear the sound of a microphone and speakers exploding at the same time, then at this moment, this horn, which is also instantly covered with cracks and turned into fragments on the ground, is probably making that sound in its last moments.

The soldiers behind him who were not within the attack range were also dizzy and felt dizzy. They almost couldn't hold their weapons.

Fortunately, the druids who summoned treemen around seemed to be affected by the horn, and the movements of the three treemen also slowed down. Phoenix certainly would not miss such a good opportunity. He quickly turned to the treeman that was seriously injured by Challens before, and then transformed into a wood chipper again, and chopped the treeman into a pile of high-quality firewood in a few seconds.

You asked her why she didn't go to save Ai Li who was squatting on the ground and was closest to her?

Because she was kind, she didn't want to share the experience that belonged to Rewi Alley - of course that was impossible. She just wanted to make Rewi Alley, the guy who was so optimistic and positive about "seducing" Rusalka every day, suffer a little.

Chapter 159 Sicilian Front (9)

With the addition of Challens, a master with hidden strength, at least at the level of a great knight, to the battle, the situation was directly reversed. Of course, the remaining two tree people could not be their opponents.

Phoenix didn't ask any questions, and he didn't say anything to defend himself. The two of them worked together in silence, each taking one beast, and finished the rest of the battle.

After everyone dealt with the tree man, the nearby elven druid did not show up, or they did not cooperate with the tree man in the attack at the beginning, which means that they had no intention of personally taking action to deal with Phoenix and his gang.

Therefore, the treemen she summoned were not very strong treeman guards, but treemen. This way, the consumption would be less and the number could be larger. Although she also had the mentality of "give it a try and maybe I can win", in fact, the ultimate purpose of replacing quality with quantity was actually to delay time.

Although Sanitita once said that cavalry is completely inferior to light infantry after dismounting, and has no way to deal with city walls, it cannot be counted as an infantry unit in siege warfare.

But if it was a hand-to-hand combat in the forest, it was not impossible to fight wearing only light cloth armor. With the advantage in numbers, Allen Gis decisively chose to dismount the cavalry, leaving only a small number of people to guard the horses, and the rest followed him into the forest to hunt down Rusalka's troops.

Of course, he quickly locked onto the sound of Challens blowing the horn. So just when Phoenix had just dealt with the tree people and was planning to gather some soldiers who were lucky enough to meet and walk towards the exit, many soldiers wearing the uniform gray cloth armor of the Allen family chased after them.

The leading team leader saw Phoenix and excitedly pulled out a flare, shouting, "Found it! The Filin is here! The target must be following her. Hurry and call for help!"

The moment the flare was launched, a dagger wrapped in black mist pierced his throat.

Phoenix, who failed to stop him from sending the signal, sighed softly at the group of soldiers in front of her who were obviously nervous and frightened when they came to their senses and found that their captain had suddenly died. She lowered her arm that was about to throw, bent down and touched her thigh, and a new dagger was held in her palm again.

Ai Li's voice rang out beside her ear: "It seems we need someone to cover our retreat. If you don't mind, leave this task to me."

Several golden rays of light shot out from behind Phoenix, and several sharp arrows shining with golden light pierced through the bodies of the soldiers and the shields in their hands.

Ai Li, who had been squatting on the ground, stood up at some point, opened her arms to both sides of her body, and a rich and sacred aura rippled around her body like water waves.

She looked at Phoenix, who immediately distanced himself from her, turned around, clutched the dagger, and faced her. She smiled gently, "Hey, don't look at me so fiercely. I volunteered to cover everyone's retreat, okay? Can't you just give me a little trust?"

That’s right, the person standing here is certainly not that Ai Li, but Theresa who had regained control of Ai Li’s body at some point in time.

From a certain perspective, this kind of personality switching also helps Rusalka's XP. I still remember there was a famous book about a slime that could transform into a girl's appearance after devouring a girl. It was a pure love book, date.

But Sanita's comment on this is: Phoenix is ​​still conservative.

Phoenix didn't really understand why she suddenly borrowed Aerie's body to join the battle. After all, although Aerie was not good at fighting, he was very good at self-protection. There was no reason for Theresa to take the initiative to leave the battlefield because she was worried about Aerie's life.