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Chapter 195

In the strong white light, the central castle of Kingspea City and the surrounding buildings that were affected were completely destroyed. During the whole process, not even a bird could escape, and the white light was like lightning in Kingspeare The city is raging, and if you feel the breath of dark creatures, you will fall.

In the face of this level of power, low-level werewolves will feel blinded just by seeing this strong light, and once they come into contact with the aftermath, they have no power to resist.

The central area of ​​Luolingte City fell into chaos, but outside of this, the residents and defenders in the city, as well as the defenders outside the city and even the people of Dierga's advancing army, all stared blankly at the direction of the burst of light.

Then the people of the advancing legion were the first to react and fell into extreme excitement.

"what is that?"

"It's the Legion Commander!" "It's really the Legion Commander!"

"Bright Knight—"

"It's amazing!" "Long live the legion commander——"

"Long live the Legion Commander—"

The students of Castle Black are as excited as ordinary soldiers at this moment, and even more exaggerated. They keep shouting together in the army. The strength of the professor is beyond imagination.

At this time, the strong light in the city has not dissipated.

Compared with his own troops, Mu Lan could feel the fearful breath on the opposite side. When the soldiers shouted "Long live the legion commander", he directly yelled and pointed his left arm forward.

"Long live Your Majesty the Queen, Dirga will win, all attack—"

The steam tank increased its horsepower, and the armored soldiers kept shoveling coal into the furnace regardless of the heat. The soldiers grabbed their guns and rushed forward, and the students of Castle Black also jumped forward rapidly. Everyone shouted together.

"Long live Your Majesty, Dirga will win—" "Long live Your Majesty, Dirga will win—"

"Long live Your Majesty—" "The Empire will triumph—"

A round of charge attack by the 2-man army brought a sense of oppression of more than 20 people, and the effect of the inspiration of brilliance was activated naturally, and everyone's pace was much faster than before.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang" "Bang".
“Da da da da”

The steam tanks kept firing and machine guns, and when they saw trenches and other places being crushed regardless, the soldiers behind would naturally follow.

The frontline Kingspeare army has almost no resistance.

Someone in the army at the rear finally reacted and began to fire back, but more troops were retreating, moving to the rear and to the sides, running towards the place where they thought they might survive.

Some fanatics of the God of Life rushed up inspired by the sacrifices, and many even grabbed the guns thrown by the soldiers to fight back.

The students of Black Castle are as fast as ghosts, constantly rushing out from the tank, bringing out black trails, directly looking for the priests of the God of Life, and often meeting each other, they will be wiped by the students of Black Castle. And in a high-intensity confrontation, using a knife is sometimes more effective than magical confrontation, especially when the enemy has insufficient control over their own power.

These priests are similar to the kind of people Farrow Lynch saw back then. Compared with ordinary people, they may appear strange and powerful, but compared with the well-educated elite students of Castle Black, they are no match at all.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the God of Life will protect us, even if we are injured and disabled, the power of the God of Life will help us recover, I uh"

The priest didn't even have time to react, and his head was cut off directly. Blood gushed out from his neck like a fountain, and his body fell down after a few seconds. Obviously, the God of Life couldn't protect him.

The believers of the gods of life were obviously stunned, and then raised their guns to shoot at the ghostly figures in black uniforms, but they could not capture their moving trajectories.

Then soon, the Dirga soldiers from the rear pressed up, each with a bayonet on the muzzle, fired and ran, and then plunged into the Kingspea defense line.

"kill--"

"Kill these cult bastards!"

The degree of training, combat experience, psychological quality, and the power of inspiration make even a hand-to-hand battle a one-sided battle.

Two or three Dirga soldiers rushed into the trenches, and they were often able to drive ten times the number of enemies in a narrow space. A face-to-face can directly kill those who had the courage to resist, and many Kingspeare soldiers didn't even react. He was stabbed to death before it was too late, and the rest was thinking about escaping from here.

Fanatics of the God of Life are indeed crazy, but they are just ordinary people who have fallen into madness. Facing well-trained and blessed elite soldiers, they can only cause a little trouble. They will immediately gather there, instead forming a local force advantage.

A disheartened Dirga soldier rushed too fast and saw a priest of the God of Life waving the scepter in his hand, as if his body was growing taller, looking weird and dangerous.

Sweeping the scepter around would often stir up a cloud of dust, sweeping away the surrounding people and enemies. After chanting the mantra, many fanatics got up like crazy and charged back.

The soldier and the comrades around him didn't have any idea of ​​slowing down at all. They stepped on the trenches and corpses and rushed over with their guns raised.

"Kill—" "Die to me—"

"Pfft~" "Pfft~"

When the priest heard the sound and turned around, two spears pierced his chest directly, and in his unbelievable expression, another black butt was ushered in.

Facing the priest whose head was almost flattened, the red-eyed soldier directly stabbed the priest into the priest's mouth with a bayonet, stirred it, and shouted angrily.

"Where's the fangs, who took the fangs?"

"Idiot, he is not a werewolf, but a cult priest!"

"what?"

"Hurry up and don't waste time, tear the front line—"

A fierce battle is taking place outside Luolingte City, and the sound of fighting is gradually approaching the urban area.

And the defenders in Luolingte City were also panicked, many of them wanted to flee, and the werewolves had all gone to the front lines on the edge of the city.

One by one, people with weapons in their hands came out of their hiding places. Some of them were ordinary people from Kingspeare, some were foreigners trapped here in other places, some were even Dilga people, some were believers of the Holy Light, and some of them had escaped. Some of the cathedral clergymen who were robbed were also the original Ginspea soldiers.

But they are all the same now, the rebels.

A former Dirga businessman led dozens of people out of an alley, and he turned back excitedly and said to the others.

"The imperial army has already fought outside, and they have no time to take care of the city. Let's blow up their arsenal."

"Go, fight with them!"

A group of people rushed out of the alley in an instant, and then rushed directly at a group of Kingspeare defenders on the opposite corner of the street, shooting and fighting hand-to-hand.

Not far away is an ammunition warehouse in the city. In the past, this area was heavily guarded, but today it is obviously in chaos. A large number of soldiers went to the front line, and many of them fled directly.

"Bring the kerosene, bring the kerosene—"

"Hurry up, there are not many people!"

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang".
"what--"

These dozens of people were even more fearless than the Kingspeare defenders, they broke through the defense abruptly and rushed to the side of the arsenal, throwing kerosene-drenched cloth balls or clothes into the warehouse.

Soon the warehouse was on fire, and at this time, the first reaction of the nearby defenders was not to fight the fire, but to run quickly.

"Boom—"

After the fire expanded, the arsenal exploded, destroying many surrounding houses.

The fighting in the city also started everywhere, and there were explosions coming from the city one after another. These situations were also reported to the advancing army by the airship through the secret words reflected on the mirror.

"The Dirga's entered the city—"

"Dirga's army has entered the city—"

There were such cries all over the city, and many more rushed out against the Kingspeare army.

Of course looting, riots and other incidents are everywhere, both from the army of Kingspeare and from the mob.
The students of Castle Black have rushed to the outer city area of ​​Lorraine, and the first target is the sporadic werewolves that still exist.

There was no place for extraordinary people to take action. Mulan's first round of attack was only used as a deterrent, but he didn't expect that there would be several vampires and cult bishops gathered in that castle. Even if there were extraordinary people left, they were already scared , had already escaped first.

Holding a dagger in his hand, Handel kept jumping and leaping forward. Two werewolves appeared in front of him, but their movements were slow and full of flaws in his eyes. Just one encounter directly cut off the back of the neck bones of the two werewolves.

Back then on the train, I could only watch the professor work on me, but now I have such strength!
Handel was still distracted with this feeling during the fight, and then he continued to climb up a high wall, reached the top of a watchtower in the outer city, and inserted a flag in his left hand into the top stone brick. It was the flag of the advancing army. flag.

Handel looked out of the city from this angle, and the attacking formation of the advancing legion was like a few sharp thorns constantly piercing into the enemy's line, moving forward in different areas, cutting the enemies who had no fighting spirit from each other.

The tanks are even more like steel monsters. In front of them is the constantly collapsing Kingspeare army.

More and more Kinsby soldiers threw away their weapons and knelt and surrendered, one by one, scattered, organized, batch by batch, group by group
Although Handel had never participated in a war before he joined the Advance Army, he also knew the cruelty of war. He had various assumptions about the battlefield and personally experienced the previous battles, but he never imagined the expected fierce battle of Luo Lingte It will be such a one-sided situation.

In other words, Handel also thought that the battle situation would be beneficial to his side, but he didn't expect the enemy to collapse so completely and so exaggeratedly.

(End of this chapter)