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Forty-four, the enemy besieged thousands of times

Another rocket flew over, but Feili had no extra magic to intercept. This paper rocket had no accuracy or power. There was nothing for arson in the house built with stones, but if it was used to cast poisonous fog, it would still cause great trouble--the poisonous smoke in the magic world could not be dealt with by a wet towel.

"boom!"

The old man who seemed to be a translator threw out a leopard claw, and a fog of fire rose up in the air, covering the flying rockets. The paper rocket suddenly exploded in the air, burning flames, embers, and pieces of paper drifted all over the sky. Feili quickly used a strong wind technique to prevent these fire sources from floating into the house.

"Is this claw magic? It's just as good as the meteor fire rain." He looked at the lights of fire in the sky and couldn't help but be amazed, "Come a few more. Knock them down, I'll have less attack magic to prepare!"

The old man smiled with a slight smug smile and replied in a very fluent vernacular, "This kind of spell is not that simple to use. You must have appropriate claws, and each claw can only be used once... Alas, this is not my residence, there is no reserve!"

While sighing and shaking his head, he took out a small bag from his robe and spread it on the ground. There were some cow hooves, dog paws, etc., and many colorful feathers. The old man used an orange feather to divine, and immediately calculated the shooting direction of the attack... It seems that the colleagues on the mainland of Mazka also understand the importance of keeping pace with the times, grasping the pulse of the times, and exposing prophecy to the point where they can replace ballistic computers...

At this time, the night sky was still illuminated by the rocket explosion, and the sky was as bright as daylight. Komant took the opportunity to hit the elf engineer who was preparing for the next rocket. When the guy fell, he ignited the ammunition beside him, followed by a series of crisp explosions. There was a sound of cursing and wailing on the attack position more than 200 steps away.

"I finally killed it!" Feili just breathed a sigh of relief when she saw another surging head under the firelight in the distance, "Oh, damn, another new enemy is coming!"

As the only three-story building in Xipan Harbor, General Komante's mansion received too much attention. Almost a thousand enemy soldiers swarmed between nearby streets, using crossbows, muskets and rockets to continuously pour fire into the poor building. At the beginning, these enemies rushed over with swords and guns from time to time, but were soon cut by the martial arts masters around General Komante, and had to shrink to the corner of the street, insisting on the purpose of long-range strike as the center and avoiding hand-to-hand combat as the basic foothold, and playing shooting with the people in the mansion.

In this way, it hit the weak point of the guards. Even the artifact-level sword that cuts iron like mud is only a cold weapon for melee combat; and the warriors who slay dragons and demons are also mortals with flesh and blood. The holy sword cannot kill musketeers two hundred steps away, while the sniper rifle Dham bullet can easily kill swordsmen outside this distance--no matter how powerful the armor is, it has a defense limit. There will always be problems under the saturated attack of thousands of guns.

Especially these natives wore vine armor soaked in tung oil. There is no more suitable clothing in the world than this! Looking at them rolling in the sea of ​​fire, Feili always involuntarily recalled Zhuge Liang's fire armored soldiers. If he had been wearing this thing in a sensational way to go to the * Square, it would be cool and environmentally friendly, and there would be no need to waste the national medical insurance fund...

After a fierce battle, General Komante was left with only more than 30 guards and two arcane use: a native Inca wizard and Fili, a foreign aid magician. But they were all facing the problem of insufficient preparation for attack magic - no one expected to fight this night!

Fortunately, there are still a few old-fashioned muskets in the mansion. Feili also has a small amount of gunpowder in her space pocket, so she finally won't fight back. However, in Feili's view, this short musket ignited by a fuse, is only of the same power as fireworks and firecrackers. The kinetic energy of the lead balls and iron sand produced is extremely fast. It can't even wear a cotton jacket apart from a hundred steps away. The only heavy smoothbore gun with a powerful force is too cumbersome to load. It is currently acting as a sniper rifle in the hands of the general and is taking care of some important targets.

In fact, Feili also has several high-end pistols newly produced by the Imperial Arsenal, with good accuracy and power. The problem is that he brought all the magic guns, and people who don’t understand arcane can’t use them at all. And the only other arcane in the room is used... Seeing the old man’s eyes are blurred and his hands are trembling, if he handed the magic gun to him, Feili was very worried about whether his own head and ** would undergo a surgical operation without anesthesia, and there would be a few more holes...

The battle situation was so desperate. If it weren't for special circumstances, the timid Feili would have already used the teleportation ring to escape in the battle, but... he turned his head to an angle and felt a numbness in his scalp and even his brain hurt.

Looking along his gaze, Princess Azhisha, with a disheveled face, was slid weakly at the corner of the wall, twitching and sobbing constantly. Her face was full of smoke and fire. Even the white dress turned into black and ragged cloth, and the girl's body was full and symmetrical. But in this room, no one wanted to appreciate it.

The little girl ran in when the battle started, followed by a bunch of elves, who seemed to be squatting outside to guard. According to Feili's speculation, she probably had an agreement with General Komante, intending to play one with blush and the other with blush when the general couldn't ask anything. In short, she wanted to start from herself and find out the bottom of the imperial reinforcements. However, the plan could not keep up with the changes, and together with the chaos, the noble Highness was trapped in.

Seeing the little girl who could cast the Condor Heroes came, Feili was very happy at first, thinking that it could increase her combat power. Unexpectedly, the big black eagle she summoned was purely a fancy-like air. Not only did she have no combat power, she also purified the several undead spell scrolls that Feili had brought from Owo's hand, and she was so angry that he scratched his head.

In this way, Feili couldn't leave. It would be reasonable to leave General Komante. After all, he was a local guard and had the duty to sacrifice his life to the city. But if Princess Azhisha was abandoned, the giant bear army would not know what to do next. For this request for help, the Majesty of the High Mountain King seemed to keep it quite secret, and even a senior officer like Komante knew nothing at first. As for the old monk Jingshui Youhu and the remaining members of the mission, they could not first determine whether they had survived the melee, and secondly, even if they were fine, their identity did not seem to be enough to serve as a communication bridge between the two sides.

By then, the unfamiliar giant bear army may not be able to find the temple gate with pig heads, and they will not be able to get in touch with these hostile locals. It is still a trivial matter to not complete the task. If they fight with the natives who originally wanted to help, it would make people cry without tears.

Therefore, Feili had to persist in this broken house full of holes. If she wanted to leave, she had to take His Royal Highness the Princess with her.

However, if there is an extra burden, it will be very difficult to escape.

No matter what type of teleportation ring it is, you can only transfer one person when positioning the teleportation, otherwise you will have the awareness of teleportation to hell, volcanoes and dragons. The spells of setting up temporary portals are time-consuming and have no preparation in advance. When Feili first remembers the spells and then builds the portal, the people in this house will probably have been ashes long ago.

General Komante's mansion is located in the center of a small square, with no buildings around it. Such an arrangement is usually very beneficial for preventing assassination and stealing, but at this time, he cannot even find a safe way to retreat--there are too many enemies outside, and the house is densely surrounded, and the reinforcements on his side are still unknown... Anyway, since the gunfire sounds started, there are only more and more enemies surrounding the house, and they have never decreased for a moment. Judging from the usual performance of the Giant Bear Legion, it is not ruled out that they are still watching the fire from the other side of the ship.

"Hey, is there any escape tunnel in your family?" Feili hit General Komante's arm and asked loudly through clever words, "We can't continue like this anymore. 30 to 1,000, we have no chance of winning!"

Komante glared at Feiri in anger, as if he was blaming him for saying such words to affect morale. "If there is authenticity, would I still stay here? There are two in the cellar. How about you go down and dig?"

"Sorry, I didn't prepare the magic of fossils into mud today." Feili touched her head regretfully, "Oh, if the enemy pushes the cannon, we might all be buried alive..." Before he finished speaking, he realized that he really had the potential to be a crow's mouth.

"call out----"

A cannonball dragged a long tail sound and passed through the roof of the mansion, smashing a big hole in the square behind the house. Although it didn't hit, it scared the people inside and were sweating.

General Komante, who had been through the battlefield for a long time, listened carefully for a while, and then made his own judgment, "Listen to the sound, it seems to be coming from the sand dunes outside the city... It's not good, lie down!"
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