The battle situation on the left wing has initially stabilized. The number of evil ghosts in the tomb is not too many, about a few hundred, and the ones that follow are ordinary ghouls. Relatively speaking, ordinary ghouls pose a much smaller threat to well-trained giant sword soldiers. The battle has been in a stalemate, and the two sides are fighting around the turret, and the battle on the turret has ended. The remaining bats have been completely wiped out by the gunners due to too few numbers.

"What a pity, what a pity." The gray-white cloak sighed. Under his control, the picture was further magnified, showing the death battle between a group of giant sword warriors and a tomb evil ghost. The tomb evil ghosts were very fast and flexible, and they were fighting with their sharp claws. Although it was repeatedly hit on its body, every time a giant sword soldier was torn or scratched. The toxicity on the claws was extremely fierce, and all the injured fell down in a very short time.

"Just just now, the Blood Duke was only one step away from breaking through the enemy formation." He said with some regret. On the picture, the evil ghost in the tomb was finally cut off his feet by a sword, causing him to lose his balance and fall down, and was then dismembered by the Random Sword.

"It may not be possible to break through." Yilan stared at the picture and replied casually. "The number of evil ghosts in the tomb is still not enough, and they have been blocked just now."

"It will be broken through. The situation just now... they have disrupted the formation of the giant sword soldiers and disrupted them all. Although it seems that the impact force has been consumed bit by bit, in fact, in a short while, the giant sword soldiers will completely collapse because they cannot bear the heavy casualties. Unfortunately, the magic just now changed all this. The Bloody Duke no longer has the chance to win."

"Why do I see the giant sword soldier still at a great disadvantage?" Yilan asked back.

"It's at a disadvantage." The gray-white cape replied. "If you don't consider other parts of the battlefield, just looking at the battle on this wing, the defeat of the giant sword soldiers is only a matter of time. As time goes by, the accumulation of casualties, they will eventually be defeated. But this is the most elite unit of the Blood Duke. The combat power of other troops cannot be compared with the evil ghosts of the tomb. I think the original idea of ​​the Blood Duke was to use the evil ghosts of the tomb to assault, defeat the enemy's left wing with unexpected momentum, and form a flank encirclement force against Leto. Unfortunately, he failed to correctly estimate the combat power of both sides, at least not considering the factors of magic..."

"The magicians just now were very beautiful." Yilan smiled slightly. "However, in order to successfully cast spells against the opponent's interference, the magicians have also consumed a lot of energy. Now Leto probably doesn't have much magical power."

"Magic is not the gold in the hands of the wealthy mistress. It is a consumable item on the battlefield. If it can be used in the right place, it is not a waste. The magic just now was not wasted at all. First, it eliminated the most difficult bats, and then curbed the evil spirits of the tomb. There is nothing to regret." When the gray-white cloak was speaking, the picture was once again pulled away, showing the overall situation of the battlefield. "Now on the surface, it seems that the blood-colored Duke's right wing is still a little short of defeating the enemy. This is like a bowstring. Although it was pulled to the limit, it was only a little less force to pull it out. It took him a lot of time to defeat the giant sword soldier, and what he lacked the most now was time."

"I remember Ashu Rufate had some ghosts and dire wolf, why didn't they appear..."

"He is gone. In the battle with the Bin tribe, he sent too many ghosts and dire wolfs to harass him. The number of these remaining troops was too small. In the outpost battle of the muslan cavalry, all the remaining one hundred dire wolfs were wiped out. The remaining ghosts were placed with the zombies by him, and it seemed that he planned to carry the charge of the armored knights."

Under his control, the picture changed among the two armies and finally turned to the conspicuous figure in the middle of Ryan's army. This person was Leto, wearing gorgeous armor and a gorgeous cloak, which was very eye-catching in the crowd. However, Leto's face looked angry and anxious, and was giving orders to the people around him. After watching this scene, the picture changed its position again, and now it was clear that the gulls of the gull were turning around. It was obvious that the artillery soldiers had received orders and were ready to take action. At this moment, the center and left wing of the Blood Duke were still moving forward slowly. The central skeleton warriors were faster, the zombies on the left wing were slower, and the right wing had already broken into the enemy formation, forming a diagonal line as a whole.

"Look, the artillery is about to open fire on the skeleton soldiers. So many skeleton guns are fired, enough to directly destroy thousands of skeleton warriors in one go. Before the two sides meet, the skeleton guns can fire at least twice... In other words, this battle," said the gray-white cape. "The Blood Duke has already lost."

"Do you want to make a bet?" Yilan suddenly laughed.

"Betting? Betting on the winning or losing of this battle?"

"The man I like cannot lose so easily." Yilan replied.

"Why do you judge this?" asked Gray White Cloak in surprise. "The facts are all in front of you, and you still don't want to accept it?"

"It's just a woman's intuition." Yilan smiled and lowered her hand that had been holding her chin, and leaned on the chair. "Look, Leto and Ashurufate are two completely different men. One has an advantageous army, and they have the advantage of time and place, but they are huddled there to set up a defensive formation waiting to be beaten; the other one, although it is unfavorable in many aspects, is brave enough to take the initiative. For me, as a woman, I instinctively feel that the former cannot beat the latter."

"Haha. Maybe this will be the case under normal circumstances. No matter what Leto's military ability is, his idea of ​​building a turret is really clever. Look, although the fighting below is in full swing, the turret is almost unaffected. I remember that this turret was originally a dirt slope, and they dug up around it, leaving a circle in the center of the slope as a turret." The gray-white cloak smiled, "Not to mention that the giant sword soldiers have not been defeated, even if they are defeated, it is useless... Without relevant mechanical equipment, this turret cannot climb up. As long as this turret is in Leto's hands, the Blood Duke will not have a chance to win. Unless he has a flying force coming to harass the artillery."

"He can use magic. The black magician should still have enough energy to cast spells now."

"That's useless. Bernando has at least ten magic-breaking scrolls in his hand. Yilan," the gray-white cloak's eyes left the screen and looked at Yilan. "Agree, you have lost this time." He said in a pleasant tone.

"You just said that Ashu Rufate's right wing is only one line away from defeating the enemy, right?"

"Although it's only the last line, it's impossible to do it."

"Look, the last line is here." Yilan smiled and pointed her hand forward.

...

"The artillery sent a signal that the enemy had entered the effective range. They were asking if they wanted to fire."

"Fire the fire now! Deal with those skeletons first!" Leto ordered viciously. Although everyone in his subordinates looked as usual, he was suspicious and felt that everyone was secretly mocking his misconduct just now.

The gunners were ordered to immediately start turning the direction of the cannon and start setting the muzzle height. They were all experienced artillerymen, and things like this could be done in minutes.

"Also, Lord Bernando, please note that if the vampire tries to attack the artillery with any magic, you must stop it." Leto ordered. He was a little upset, and even forgot that he had issued a similar order long ago, and it was just a repeat at this time.

"Don't worry, your highness." Bernando did not have an impatient expression. At this moment, he was sweating and breathing slightly. "The distance is good for us. If it is simply to destroy the other party's spell casting, there should be no problem. If it really doesn't work, I can still use the Demon-Destroying Scroll. However," he changed his topic. "Your Highness, our left wing has been in a tough battle and must provide reinforcements."

Leto had actually seen this point for a long time. However, he also knew that the giant sword soldiers would never be in danger of collapse in a short period of time. The critical magic just now reversed the situation, and once the momentum of the offensive was leaked, it would be difficult to recover. The artillery on the turret was very safe, and everything was still within the control range.

Although the vampire's assault this time was indeed shocking, it was just shocking.

"Don't worry, Lord Bernando." Leto replied. "No need to worry too much. Look, the artillery has completed the adjustment of the shooting direction. They will soon fill the ammunition and then open fire. Before the enemy's center approaches, the artillery can fire three times. In this way, when the enemy is close to each other, the skeleton soldiers in the center will probably not be left even one-third of them. Even if they use black magic, it is useless. The shells are crushed together with the bones, and they can hardly be awakened again with black magic."

Then the artillery still has enough time to turn the gun and shoot zombies... vampire, you will pay the price! Leto thought fiercely in his heart.

Although the left wing was subjected to an unexpected attack, the facts proved that his formation was indeed perfect. Even the Belar, who had the title of "Vampire Slayer", was nothing more than that.

...

"Ah!" Beller sneezes hard. Robin turned his head and saw Beller rubbing his nose hard.

Because there was nothing special today, the two of them were drinking tea bored in the living room. Beller was reading while drinking tea, looking leisurely, while Robin had no idea what he was drinking. All his thoughts flew to the battlefield far away.

The magician has sent the last communication from the main force. This morning, Leto has been in the purple stone formation and will compete with the vampire.

Although Beller had clearly explained his real plan before, Robin is still worried about the battle that is essentially unrelated to him.

"Strange, why did I sneeze? Could it be someone who was talking about me?" Beller muttered to himself easily. He raised his head and noticed the expression on Robin's face. Robin is still very young and has not yet learned the ability to hide his thoughts in his heart without showing it on his expression.

"What's wrong, Robin? Are you thinking about the final battle between Leto and the vampire?"

"General, I'm thinking about it... But no matter how you look at it, I think Leto has a higher chance of winning. Although you said it doesn't matter, I still care."

"Haha, you said, Leto has a higher chance of winning?"

"Well, it should be said that it is very big. He has already gained too much advantage... You have taught me these. You see, first of all, Leto retreated to the vampire pursuit, so he got the opportunity to choose a battlefield. In addition, he even got a whole day to arrange the battlefield." Robin analyzed. "Secondly, Ryan's army is indeed better than the Immortal Legion in combat effectiveness. In this case, I really can't understand what you said about 'fighting and surviving'. You didn't say that the result of the battle was ultimately determined by the combat power of both sides. If Leto chose the battlefield, then the vampire would lose the possibility of a surprise victory. So I think the advantages of both sides have been expanded to the point where even idiots can win even if they command battles."

"Indeed, you can win by simply issuing orders to attack the entire army... But Leto still loses."
Chapter completed!