Chapter 828: Mad war demon

"If I have a few cannons in my hand, I can kill them immediately." Zhou Qingfeng stood on the wall of the dense fog fortress, looking at the entire battlefield.
The aristocratic Wanzhuren is one kilometer away. This distance is far in the cold weapon era, but it is too close in the hot weapon era. After the opponent launched the attack, the demon's thousands of troops were out of order, dragging them into a queue that was hundreds of meters long.
The mad war demon in front with the backbone Fromo has already entered the trenches under the fortress, killing fiercely with the dwarf ‘defender’. The cowardly army at the back was still dipping on the way, watching the battle without moving for a long time.
A coward is inherently slow, and that's fine. But after the coward, a team of hundreds of people went out of the camp gate, which was outrageous. As for the camp, there seemed to be several teams of several thousand people gathering.
Zhou Qingfeng looked at him and shook his head. If he had such a strength, the whole team would plan a route so that the troops of different speeds could attack together as much as possible.
But now that the enemy has started fighting in front, and has not yet left the camp, it is clear that it is a filling tactic of queuing up to deliver food. The defensive side can rely on the fortifications to take turns slowly and gradually eat up the opposing force.
Such a stiff play only shows that the opponent's command ability is really not high, and Zhou Qingfeng lamented that he was restricted by the'midnight' and could not use artillery. If there is a gun, teach the nobles to understand the firepower generation in minutes.
And now the tall mad war demon strode into the trenches, swinging a heavy battle axe to chop the dwarven defenders in the trenches. This terrible demon is extremely powerful, more than ten times that of ordinary dwarves.
Every time the mad war demon swung its axe, it was like a violent wind, and the sudden drop was even louder. The besieging dwarves often can't bear it, the arms holding the shield will be discounted, and the people and armor will be smashed into the soil of the trench.
In terms of strength, only Arce could compare Zhou Qingfeng. He himself is quite different.
The mad war demon is fierce, and Fromo's power is not small, and the number is large. Although there were only more than 20 heads, they forced the three hundred ‘defenders’ teams to retreat again and again.
Often two or three ‘defenders’ went up with their shields and collapsed when they hit one another.
The demon that came out of the cruel abyss has a fighting power that mortals can hardly match, and it can completely sweep one side by itself. They can also cast certain spell-like abilities at will, which is very difficult to deal with.
Seeing that the war seemed to be beneficial to one's own side, the coward who was watching from behind swarmed again, trying to take advantage of the wind. But the platoon gun that just disappeared rang again, banging banging across the night sky.
Soldiers against soldiers, will against generals.
A large number of cowardices are still dealt with by flintlockers to prevent the opponent from entering the battlefield. But it’s not good for a dwarven ‘defender’ to rely solely on the dwarf’s ‘defender’ for such powerful combat power as the mad war demon.
Standing next to Zhou Qingfeng was the dwarf elder, and he asked if the other party wanted assistance. The dwarf elder yelled stiffly: "No need, the children played well. Our shields and armor are also good, and we can definitely win."
"If the price paid is too great, the future war will not be carried out." Zhou Qingfeng called the maid Lorraine, gave a bag of gems, and ordered: "Go help those dwarves."
"I'm going?" The boss of Lorraine's round eyes opened, unable to believe that he was asked to repel the invincible abyss demon, "Lord Lord, I can't cast spells."
"You just smash gems." Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand, "Go ahead, the dwarves are waiting for you. I know you are the best at smashing gems."
Looking at the majestic and vicious mad war demon on the battlefield, Lorraine felt that his legs were weak and would cry.
But the lord ordered that she could only bite the bullet and apply the ‘feather fall technique’ and the ‘acceleration technique’ to herself, and by the way, she drank a bottle of ‘cat grace’ to increase her agility.
The dwarf elder couldn't get enough face, so he pulled more than a dozen guards from the secret road inside the city to the outside, and followed behind Lorraine to prepare to intervene in the battle.
The two mad war demons were killing and screamed endlessly, slamming the dwarf ‘defender’ in the trench like a gopher. They are too tall and must bend down and hunch back to hit them.
The dwarves stepped forward, rushed up with their shields, and were knocked down after being beaten, and were soon dragged away by their companions along the trench. And the most they can do is to slam the mad war demon's knee hard, but the disparity of power cannot cause much damage.
Not long after the fight, the three ‘defender’ centuries had lost more than half. Not many people died in the battle, but a lot of bones were broken. At this moment, Lorraine rushed over and smashed a handful of magic gems from a distance of ten meters.
What Zhou Qingfeng gave was ‘group therapy’.
A team of injured dwarves was being dragged away by their companions, passing by Lorraine. The effect of the divine magic immediately worked, and it worked on those dwarves who were moaning and mourning. The magical effect transformed by the altar of faith is extremely effective, instantly restoring the wounded to combat power.
Many dwarves feel that they are fierce and fierce, and if they have divine help, they shouted that they would fight the devil for hundreds of rounds. In fact, because of the huge gap between level and strength, no dwarf can withstand the move of the mad war.
But the dwarves are not stupid. They are commanded by the elders. They quickly surrounded Lorraine and escorted this charming maid to the front. The dwarf ‘defenders’ who were besieging the demon stepped back to make room for the battlefield.
The two mad war devils who were caught in the fight were already a bit confused. As soon as the dwarves retreated, they immediately led Fromo to pursue them, and a random teleport ran to Lorraine.
The mad war demon has its own stench, which is disgusting. Many dwarves fought with them, and were frail before they started fighting. Lorraine smelled the stench, and when the ugly demon suddenly approached, he did not hesitate to crush a handful of gems given by the lord.
More than a dozen "group therapy techniques" were released in one breath.
The power of healing restores the dwarves to their best condition, but it has completely opposite effects on the devil-two mad war beasts approaching at the same time, they also wield axe and slash at the same time. But at the same time they roared terribly.
The effect of healing magic is stronger than ordinary holy water. The mad warfare demons were as tough as steel armor, and white smoke appeared, and their chaotic consciousness was like ice and snow under the scorching sun, quickly melting.
Fromo at the back saw that the situation was not right, and quickly cast teleportation to avoid it. However, a series of "dimensional anchors" were thrown out of the darkness, and the wizard led by the chief prophet banker was also ordered to come to support.
Cannot teleport at will, the demons can only stay in place and fight to the death. In order to survive, the Fro demons used their tricks, holding hands to form a circle, preparing to dance the "Dance of Destruction" to gather the power of evil.
But Lorraine had already smashed all the magic gems given by Zhou Qingfeng quickly with his hands and feet, and one after another healing magic arts fell on the demons, greatly weakening their combat effectiveness.
The evil energy absorption technique can deprive the positive energy level, and the healing magic is the most terrible damage to the devil.
The dwarves can clearly feel that the powerful demons are degenerating and weakening. They stepped forward again to surround them and beat each other's knees.
The two mad war beasts continued to wield their battle axes vigorously, and flew the dwarves that rushed up. However, the dwarves went forward and their morale burst. Even the dwarf elders waved their hammers and shouted:
"Let me punch it too, just one. It doesn't matter if I get hit by the fly, I'll be bragging when I drink."