The mage arrives

Although a cyclops was successfully killed, Gordon's golem also suffered a heavy burden.

The power system in the black titan's body is now panting like a tired old man. Every time it makes a movement, there will be a rough "cracking" noise at the joints.God knows how long it can last. Although this steel giant looks invincible, but has reached the end of its strength, it will collapse directly.

But Gordon had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue fighting with the remaining Cyclops.When he thought of the huge maintenance costs after the battle, even if he could win, he felt that one head was two big...

Hattington stands atop the warlord's gigantic chariot.Unlike Ugru, the warlord who sits on the throne of bones and is admired by thousands of orcs, he stands quietly beside Ugru like a quiet shadow.At this time, the eyes of this Demon Sword Knight were pitch black, and the whites and pupils of the eyes could not be distinguished at all, and the dark magical aura stalked around the body.

He shares vision with his servant of the Smoke Demon in the form of a blackbird through a spiritual connection.At this time, Hettington was condescending, and clearly saw how the first demon one-eyed died under the joint attack of humans.

The magic sword knight opened his mouth slightly in surprise.He didn't expect that in the damaged Saivato Fortress, there were not only a group of Freydon frontier guards who had experienced the earthquake, but also a giant construct creature that could subdue the demon one-eyed head-on.

Because of the bloodline of the abyss demon, the power of the devil's one-eyed giant is stronger than that of ordinary cyclops, and it is also more violent and irritable.Although the difficulty of raising them has increased a lot, almost every day the orcs raising Cyclops die due to various accidents, but it is absolutely worth paying the price to have such a powerful war force.Hattington originally thought that except for the dragon.It is impossible for any creature in the entire Northland to be able to match the one-eyed demon, but now, such a powerful steel giant in the enemy's formation has achieved what he thought was impossible.

This shows that there is an extremely brilliant mage in the Fortress of Salvatore.

The first thing Hattington thought of was the name "Rob Antello".Thinking of the former legendary mage who once killed the tundra orcs in fear and trembling, he couldn't help but tighten his brows.Although in recent years, the lord of the scepter has rarely appeared directly on the battlefield, but retired behind the scenes, but his prestige.It is not so easy to be washed away by time.

But after thinking about it carefully, Hattington denied this guess.

If Rob Antello was really in Fort Sevatore, I am afraid that the Three Saints Baptist Church would not have been able to activate the legendary magic circle last night, thereby destroying the entire defense system of the Anduin Great Wall.

A mage Ferelton who can possess such a powerful construct creature, and four other strong and vigorous ones.A powerful fighter who can quickly cooperate to kill Cyclops...

Combining these conditions, Hattington quickly deduced a reasonable explanation: the reason why Zantaba failed last night.The legendary magic circle is not fully activated.It must be because Freyton sent an elite team to capture the Black Spider Fortress.And now, this troop has entered Fort Saivato.

Since the early hours of yesterday, Hettington has never been in contact with the Pale Lord, which shows that the other party is likely to have died under the sword of the Freytons.

"The defenders in Fort Salvatore are really lucky. They were able to get the help of such an unexpected reinforcement." Hettington showed a meaningful smile.

He saw the steel giant waving the thick chain in his hand, and firmly bound the second Cyclops.Then the four powerful fighters followed suit and launched an attack on the demon One-Eyed.

"Second Stone Seat, what did you see?" Wuglu saw that Hettington remained motionless.It has been ten minutes without saying a word, and finally couldn't help asking.

He could only hear the roar of the Cyclops behind the high wall, and a metal roar that he had never heard before.There are also all kinds of huge vibrations, impacts, and the noise of buildings collapsing...

It sounded like there was a fierce and brutal battle between two huge, evenly matched creatures.

However, Wuglu couldn't figure out what kind of existence existed in Saivato Fortress, which could counter his powerful demon one-eyed.

"Hmm... The battle situation is very interesting, I need to observe it again..." Hettington was vague.

He had actually seen the situation clearly.But Demon Sword Knight didn't intend to tell Wuglu immediately.He was going to delay for some more time, and tell Ugru the truth after the second demon One-Eyed was also killed.

"You won't really realize the power of the Three Saints Baptist Church until you have suffered setbacks." Devil Sword Knight secretly said.

No matter how simple-minded Ugru was, he couldn't fail to hear that Hettington hadn't told him the truth and was hiding something.

The dignity and pride of a warlord made Ugru decide not to pay any attention to Hettington.Today, he must rely on the strength of the orcs to capture this damn fortress that should be cursed by Gruumsh.

Ugru summoned several orc chieftains under him and asked them to lead their warriors to launch an attack to support the two demon One-Eyed.

However, his order would soon have to be changed: to support the Cyclops and become an independent attack.

When several orc chiefs got off the warlord's seat and returned to their phalanx to start mobilization, the angry roar of Cyclops had completely disappeared in Saihuatuo Fortress.

Many orc warriors realized one thing: among their great army, the darling of the two beast gods, the pride and spiritual pillar of all tundra warriors, the powerful and invincible cyclops, had been killed by the enemy.

Compared with the atmosphere of fighting horns and shield drums soaring into the sky just now, the entire orc army fell into a deathly silence, only the messy and noisy footsteps of the troop mobilization echoed on the tundra.

However, although the orc army encountered some setbacks, the situation did not improve much for the human defenders of Fort Saivato.

It took 15 minutes to kill two Demon Cyclops.The half hour promised by Rob Antello is still half the time.

But how to persist for the remaining 15 minutes is a big problem.

The original defenders of Saivato Fortress had long been disabled.In the team attacking the black spider fortress, the mages and priests had used up all the spell slots and magic potions.The role they can play now can only be compared to an auxiliary soldier.The Templar Knights, Reinas and the others still have fighting power, but facing hundreds of thousands of enemies, no matter how strong their personal fighting power is, it is useless.

Gordon himself is in good condition, and there are still 200 points of mana in the independent mana pool of the blood mage that can be used.But even with all that mana, how many orcs could be killed?a hundred?two hundred?That doesn't help at all.

And the black titan, at this moment, had already reached the critical state before a complete strike, and couldn't stop such a large number of enemies at all.

Orcs are primitive in their engineering skills, but with their sheer numbers, there are plenty of ways they can be used against the Black Titans.

Seeing more than [-] elite orc warriors wearing metal armor, carrying ladders slowly and firmly advancing towards the fortress wall; seeing a troop of warg cavalry with a number of more than [-] rushing in like a torrent again. The gap in the Great Wall came to the rear, and then methodically deployed the formation to surround the fortress again...

Gordon watched all this happen, but could do nothing.He finally had a little understanding of what the phrase "the torrent of history rolls by" meant.

However, he is not going to be that poor creature crushed by the torrent of history.He wants to control his own destiny.

"Lenas, if Grand Duke Antaello's reinforcements don't arrive in time, we have to prepare to evacuate..." Gordon walked to the female saint warrior and whispered.

Although it was a bit selfish to do so, Gordon had no extra power to help others. It was already the limit of his current ability to safely escape back to Clearwater City with Reinas who had signed a blood contract with him.

When the orc siege troops finally came under the city wall and climbed the first ladder, there were still 5 minutes left before the time node promised by Grand Duke Rob Antello.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

At this moment, the thick and low sound of horns came from the distant horizon behind him.

It was a sound familiar to all the warriors in Fort Salvatore.This is the charge horn sounded when Freyton's army launched an attack.

Gordon turned around and looked into the distance, and found a flag fluttering in the cold wind, appearing in his sight.He had seen the pattern on that flag once, in the Cold Mist Mountains, after finally defeating the demon army.

The white eagle with its wings spread out and its sharp claws on the flag is the symbol of the Winter Claw Legion, the only field legion directly under the royal family in the Far Frost Province.

"Winterclaw Legion? Great, we're saved!"

"Bahamut, God, you have not abandoned us!"

The defenders of Saivato Fortress, like Gordon, soon saw this elite cavalry unit appearing on the plain with bright armor and spears.

Excited tears slid down the cheeks of the soldiers, washing the blood and dust on their faces, as if washing away the haze in their hearts...

"Sister, I'm going to fight. I'll chat with you slowly after I've stabbed all those stinking ugly greenskins to death with my lance. I'll deal the most severe punishment to that bastard who dares to hurt you." punish!"

Dellington von Eisenstein rode on a tall war horse, reaching out to hold Aveline's cold hand.He looked at his sister's pale face with no trace of blood in concern, and his heart ached like a knife. (To be continued..)