Popular science physics, teach a magic god?

Over the past 150 years, so many Marinos have died on this land.

The failure to summon an army of millions of skeletons was due firstly to the fact that the corpse witches lacked enough magic power, and secondly because the corpses were too old and had already rotted to the bone, making them unfit for use as skeleton soldiers.

Even with these constraints, Brutus still believed that his army of death was enough to sweep everything away.

In the wild wind on the battlefield, a bone hand pulled up the arrow stack on the black city head, and a second later revealed a pale skull underneath. Unfortunately, it did not have time to show off its skills of terror and death. A fat aunt smashed her dry skull with a rolling pin, and the whole thing fell into the moat.

There were many similar outrageous scenes on the battlefield. The courageous citizens relied on the advantage of the city wall to fight vigorously in the first hour of the battle.

As she promised, the Grand Duchess formed a fire brigade with a few royal guards, shuttled throughout the city wall, and closed every loophole in the defense that was penetrated by the skeleton soldiers.

When more citizens arrived, she led them to fight elsewhere.

Obviously, the heroic actions of the Grand Duchess took the lead and greatly boosted the morale of the people.

However, as time passed, citizens began to suffer from physical exhaustion.

In fact, many of the citizens are farmers who do heavy physical work. Compared purely with physical strength, they may not be much worse than professional soldiers. The key is that when people are in a state of fear, their physical energy will be exhausted very quickly.

This decline was immediately noticed by Sophia, and she had to temporarily prepare the citizens waiting below as a reserve team to rotate with the citizens on the city wall.

It's called rotation, but it's actually even worse.

Often the skeleton soldiers would kill one side, and she could only lead the fire brigade and another group of citizens as a reserve team to attack.

Once the situation was stable, she left the group of citizens behind.

Sophia knew very well that the fact that she was able to lead the crowd to resist until now was all because of the conspiracy of the damn lich opposite her, or it would not be an exaggeration to say it was a [bad taste].

In the first six hours after nightfall, the opponent sent out the most rubbish skeleton soldiers.

Even so, a massive amount of bones still filled the moat of this plateau city.

In a place like this, one cannot count on the water volume and flow rate of the moat.

The time came to four o'clock in the morning, when Brutus began to send out the zombie army, these recently deceased compatriots caused great panic and uneasiness to the citizens on the city.

Several places at the top of the city were penetrated.

"No! We can't defeat these monsters!"

"Ah! The Grand Duchess is here! We are saved."

Diametrically opposite arguments often break out on the front lines.

Many times, the citizens in the garrison felt that they could not stand it any longer, and they were just about to flee. However, when the battle flag of the Marino family appeared in people's sight, the defenders quickly settled down. As more citizens waiting under the stairs of the city wall came up to support, the defense line began to stabilize again.

To be honest, if the war reaches this level, there is basically no need to fight.

A normal enemy would definitely break through the city wall in one go, and then the most brutal stage of street fighting would begin.

But that bastard Brutus not only did not increase the number of troops, but actually sent fewer zombies.

The stupefaction gave the defenders the illusion that they could hold on with more force.

"That bastard!" the Grand Duchess was furious.

The situation is obvious. As long as Brutus sends out the former Marino regular army who stood for a night, the entire city will fall completely.

The evil Lich was just tasting the sweetness of death and admiring the last futile struggle of the Marinoans he hated most.

In the Lich's eyes, his choice was right.

He had killed the last male of the Marino family, and the rest were just some unworthy guys to finish off.

Unexpectedly, at five o'clock in the morning, when the sky was dark and the whole city was breathing its last breath, an absolutely unusual light suddenly appeared on the horizon.

"Look! Is that a Pegasus?" Someone in the crowd roared.

"Oh! That colorful light...could it be the legendary Master Quixote's Rainbow Pegasus?"

"What a rainbow Pegasus, that's called [Wind Control Horse]!" Suddenly someone knowledgeable laughed at him.

"What are you guarding? Bah, it doesn't matter. They are reinforcements anyway."

Most of the people present were farmers who couldn't read a word, and many of them had never left this plateau in their lives. How could they understand that Pegasus and Yufengju are not the same breed?

It does not matter.

The important thing is that this is indeed the legendary rainbow horse that emits colorful light.

This has long become Downs' unique trademark.

The eldest disciple is here, is his master still far away?

"Oooo!"

"Tang Si, the great disciple of Master Tesla, is here."

From word to word, it became "Master Tesla is coming!"

For a time, the whole city became more courageous.

The voice reached Grand Duchess Sophia, and even she herself was stunned: "No! I'm just talking, is he really here?"

The great knight Joseph beside her was covered in blood at this time, and it was his own blood. Although each wound was not deep, the pain was real.

Even at this time, the loyal knight still said seriously: "My lord, could it be that you also lied to me with your words? Have you contacted the archmage early in the morning?"

Sophia suddenly became sulky and really wanted to kick him off the wall.

Of course, this is just a thought.

If she, a loyal and powerful knight, had not carried a large shield with other knights to protect her to the death, she would not have simply lost her strength, and she would have been seriously injured even if she was not dead.

Where can there be so many one-on-one opportunities on the battlefield? Without the help of guards, she would have had no chance of killing dozens of skeletons and zombies.

Downs appeared riding [Bole], which directly changed the entire battlefield situation.

Although the morale of the Marino people was greatly boosted, on the side of the undead, no matter how slow Brutus was, he knew that he had missed the best opportunity to kill the entire city because of his own negligence.

"Attack! All troops attack!"

Two hundred meters away, a huge magic circle spread out on the dark land. It rotated like a door to hell that was emitting cold green light.

With more than ten corpse witches working together to cast spells, a large lump of green light rose up from the magic circle and was reflected in the retinas of all the human defenders in the north of the city.

It was as if the green light was shot out from a giant catapult, drawing a long parabola in the dark sky, from far to near, and blasted towards the city.

"Oh my god! It's a war magic level [Plague Cloud]!" A priest exclaimed.

Anyone who still had some room to spare subconsciously turned their heads and watched in despair as this green ball of light quickly approached the densely populated city.

There, it turned out to be Archduchess Marino's fire brigade!

"No--"

People couldn't bear to watch anymore.

They could even imagine what a terrifying scene it would be when this cloud of death exuding a terrifying aura hit their heroic Grand Duchess.

Don't dare to look at it!

At this moment, the rainbow pegasus in the sky suddenly accelerated, with a long afterimage, standing squarely between the Grand Duchess and the plague air mass.

The next moment, the cloud of death exploded. Unexpectedly, it did not bloom like a flower. Instead, all the green light was concentrated into a very small space by a mysterious force.

The next second, a large ball of flame appeared out of thin air in the airspace, burning the aura of plague.

This, this, is this magic that has been lost on the mainland for hundreds of years! ?