A moment later, a group of silent men rushed out from the inside.

These men …
Balzac’s brow jumped violently. He looked at this group of men with a dead face and a terrible smell of destruction, and his heart passed over with great anxiety
Something’s wrong, something’s wrong, something’s wrong
He couldn’t help but signal the soldiers to change their offense and defense, but he couldn’t come.
The first batch of soldiers have rushed out shouting with excitement.
"Boom-"Surging soldiers are like two torrents, slamming together.
"Tear-"is the sound of swords piercing each other, and they are unwilling to roar with anger and pain.
But the result was unexpected.
The original aggressive Ionian Coalition forces turned out to be vulnerable and were generally washed away by the Noxas.
Their team was smashed to pieces, and the soldiers were completely swallowed up by the torrent of Noxas without even shouting.
The Noxas are still moving forward. They are silent and dead, but they are dead and alive.
Many people have swords in their bodies, but they don’t care whether they are moving forward or not! ! !
If their armor is dark and imposing, they will return to the sunshine from hell like a group of death.
They are like those who died in the spring breeze blowing through the grasslands and resurrected them …
It’s like the Ionians.
"Steady steady! ! ！” Among the washed-out Ionians, Arielia is still desperately blocking the offensive pace of the Noxas.
However, there are too many people in the other side, and the momentum is too full. Even if Arielia rides a thousand times, it is also a way to stop the decline and fight and retreat.
The original was still intact, and the war was instantly pulled, and more Nokessas were coming out of the original camp like death.
They don’t want to sit still at all. They are waiting for the best opportunity and the most terrible blow.
They are like a terrible knife, stabbing the most dangerous knife at the most vigorous and relaxing moment of Ionians.
"I was wrong," Balzac said to himself, frowning and constantly giving orders.
He knew that he was wrong, and it was more wrong than outrageous.
But fortunately, there is still a chance, and everything is not the worst.
Can also remedy
Don’t panic at this time, otherwise it is really possible to be beyond redemption.
At this time, Kalma frowned deeply, but she didn’t say a word, looking at Balzac to give orders.
Although her command ability is not weak, otherwise she can’t be the leader of the resistance.
However, compared with Balzac, she is still a little worse. Balzac also occupies the largest military advantage in the whole Coalition.
But if she really does nothing at this time, then she will waste the rebel leader, the strangest woman in Ionia.
Seeing that she slowly got off the horse and raised her hands at the flustered soldiers, she said slowly, "My children are shaking up and fighting Ionia with faith. You are with me."
Her voice is not particularly loud, even under normal circumstances, it may be drowned in the shouts of thousands of people at any time.
But the magic is that her voice is so tenacious that it penetrates all the noisy obstacles and resounds throughout the battlefield.
Her voice is solemn, and every word, every word, gives people a sacred atmosphere as if she were reciting some ancient spell.
As if it sounded from the heart and resonated from the soul.
Many Ionian soldiers soon calmed down, and the Birgithwaters also fired their guns in an orderly manner.
The situation that was on the verge of collapse eased a little more than those of the Noxas.
They seem to have been inspired by Karma’s words. Generally, those cold and hard faces show a little hesitation.
The pace of attack was so slow for a moment that the Ionian Coalition finally had a little breathing space.
If we give them some more time, maybe they can call back.
Bao Wang w w w b a o s h u 7 o m
But at this time-
"Knox sass! ! ！” After the black tide, a scarlet figure appeared, and he roared at everyone with a scarlet axe
"long live! ! ！” All the Noxas responded like a rude awakening, and they once again became more desperate than a firm charge.
Balzac, "catapult preparation", remained calmly in command of the field.
In the face of the Noxas who are still rushing out, he decisively transferred his own largest long-range heavy firepower weapon.
Rune catapult
The heavy war machine slowly pulled all the stones in the creaking sound to the best angle.
Rune energy flicker
aim at
Prepare-
"gung! ! ！” Suddenly there was a crow chirping on the horizon to be continued.
Ps first Geng