Chapter 685: The decisive battle of the first Yang and the Second Depression: the siege catapult
Zorcod.
The dawn glow landed like a lizardman temple covered with a layer of sacred and hazy golden gauze.
Da da! Da da! Da da! Da da!
The hurried steps interrupted Timothy's meditation. Looking up, he saw the priest of the Lizardman Temple in a red robe running at the entrance of the temple.
Plop!
The priest of the Lizardman Temple knelt on the ground and said in panic: "Under the Pope's crown, General Moody's news came."
"Come on." Timothy frowned slightly, feeling a little dissatisfied with the appearance of the temple priest in front of him, but after thinking about the current situation in the Kingdom of Beshilik, he said with a murderous intent.
Turning on the red magic messaging stone, Timothy's face quickly changed and became gloomy.
The scouts sent out Dorkod and inquire about the news of Valoran's acquisition were hit by a devastating blow. One out of ten was not available, and only a small number of scouts on the edge fled back to the city, and the news brought only a few words.
All were shocked by the news that Valoran had the strength.
Someone else was completely crazy and murmured to himself about the terrifying killings seen in the primeval forest.
Timothy took a deep breath, and he knew that the collapse of faith and the lack of courage left the calm Drowkod on the verge of losing control, and all that was left was the madness of facing death.
He turned around and looked at the main hall behind him, his gloomy face filled with blood and cruelty: "Don't blame me... fate forces me to do this."
"Well, I smelled the breath of the abyss... It's almost, it's almost, the new God will be reborn in your flesh and blood!"
"The glory and glory of the past will come to this sacred land again!"
Bang!
Timothy stretched out his palm, grabbed the head of the temple priest in front of him, and said violently: "Tell Moody that he must resist the attack of Valoran's leader no matter what means he uses!"
"The temple takes time, and the Kingdom of Beshirik also needs...."
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The harsh sound of breaking through the air suddenly broke the tranquility before dawn. Timothy and the temple priest turned their heads and looked up at the sky.
The huge rock wrapped in flames cut through the sky, like an extremely sharp blade, cutting through the crimson clouds, leaving clear and visible traces.
"Enemy attack!"
"Enemy attack!"
"Enemy attack!"
In an instant, howling sounded one after another across Drowkod.
Countless lizard men woke up from their sleep, staring at the flaming rocks that filled their vision in horror, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble.
Although they had expected that the city of Blood, which was stable for thousands of years, was about to be raging in war, they still felt frightened in the face of the attack that seemed like a doomsday.
"The attack led by Valoran..."
The temple priest couldn't help swallowing, his golden vertical pupils were filled with panic.
The scenes in the distance are very similar to the forbidden spells recorded in the spell book - [Doomsday Meteor], which is a terrifying spell specially used for siege and destroying cities.
He had never expected that the Expeditionary Legion led by Valoran would launch such a sudden attack. According to the scouts, the Expeditionary Legion led by Valoran was just approaching Dorkod and their camp had not yet been established.
"madman!"
"War Madman!"
"The people under Valoran are simply a group of war madmen!"
"Shut up!" Timothy roared with a ferocious look. He picked up the messenger stone in his hand and shouted loudly: "Moody, now all the military forces in Drowcordne are for you to mobilize."
"I need time!"
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
As soon as the words finished, a terrifying collision sounded loudly.
One by one, four or five feet in size, the huge rocks of flames attacked the air of Dorkod. They were inexplicably obstructed and turned into gravel one after another. The scorching fireworks cut through the transparent air barrier, rendering a strange red picture.
[Samu Anya, the Guardian of Blood]!
As the capital of Beshilik and as the city of blood, how could Drowkod be attacked so easily? It has the protection of sacred power.
Even though Samu Anya had already fallen, the divine power and faith that had been stored exploded at this moment, turning into a semicircular halo to protect Dorkod.
"Strength!Strength!Strength!" Timothy whispered, his expression becoming more and more gloomy.
He felt that the divine power stored in Dorkodne was being consumed violently. Obviously, just the first round of attack led by Valoran had already made Dorkod feel suffocating pressure.
"You will regret it!"
Timothy looked at the fire rock rising again in the distance, and walked into the main hall with a determined look. The blood-colored purgatory flashed away.
Bang!
Moody Mazda crushed the magic messenger stone in his hand and laughed furiously: "Time? I want time too, but will the group of war madmen outside the city give us time?"
The pressure of high-level legends covers the city walls and fortresses, and a terrifying figure like a hill reflected in the burning fire.
The dark green heavy armor is engraved with golden patterns, and the iron chains wrapped around the waist make a crisp impact sound as Moody moves.
"Go and inform the Wingdrake Knights that the entire army will attack, and you cannot let Valoran attack so recklessly." Moody Mazda looked at the sky, and another round of flame rocks shattered outside the red and golden halo, causing the halo to tremble violently.
"My lord...hehe, today I will let me bite the flesh and blood of Valoran with the body of the lizardman!"
victory?
As the commander of the Beshilik Kingdom, Moody Mazda is very clear about the impact of the fall of Samuel Anya, the god of the lizard man. They were once led by gods, have all failed. How can they win now?
The reason I did not leave Dorkod was because the land under my feet brought too much to the Beshilik Kingdom.
Huhu! Huhu! Huhu! Huhu!
In the southwest corner of Drowkod, a turbulent air turbulent suddenly appeared, and then endless black shadows covered the sky, and a lizardman knight who was riding the pterosaur rose into the air.
They were wearing thick armor, holding the blades tightly, and rushed out of the city with a crazy expression.
The fear of death has long been left behind, and what remains are the barbarity and bloodthirst after the collapse of faith.
The flame gravel passed through the clouds like a meteor, and a famous winged dragon knight was passing by without fear. From time to time, the winged dragon knight was rubbed by the flaming rock, and then disappeared into the rolling flames and had no resurrection.
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"Poor guys!"
Draven stood in front of the huge siege device with ease and freehand look at the Wingdrake Knight who was rushing from afar, with a cold expression.
[Siege and Stone Tapping Machine]!
[Siege and Stone Tapping Machine: The terrifying war equipment created by Noxus craftsmen is extremely good at siegeing cities and villages, and has brought endless despair to the enemies of the Noxus Empire!]
[Note: "The Noxus can successfully overthrow the wall we built every time!" The general asked: "Please tell me now, what's the point of collecting stone to build a higher wall?"]
These siege thiefs that looked like mountains hung with blood-red double-edged axe flags. Every time the ejection rod was pulled, a violent whistle sound would be produced, like a demon laughing.
"Continue, don't worry about those Wingdrake Knights!" Draven waved his arms and directed the Noxus soldiers to fill the giant rocks covered with strange liquid again.
That was an alchemy product developed by the alchemist Singid.
The principle is very simple. As long as the boulder is shot exceeds a certain speed, these liquids will burn themselves.
Of course, the flames are also specially treated. Once the lizards use water to extinguish them, they will try to swallow the fire.
Chapter completed!