Chapter 105 Death Storm, Order to Withdraw

The red ant tide that stretches for hundreds of miles is like a stormy sea, madly impacting the Great Wall of Dragon Blood!

Ballista smashed!

Arrows fly!

Magic bomb!

The defending officers and soldiers are fighting to the death!

Countless bloodthirsty iron crystal ants were frozen, burned to ashes, electrocuted into coke, stabbed into hedgehogs, and slashed by thousands of knives...

But still can't stop the crazy ant tide, they are advancing layer by layer, endless, and they are not afraid of death, endless!

The attack didn't do anything to them!

close!

close!

It is getting closer and closer to the Great Wall of Dragon Blood, and it is about to flood Beihe Pass!

"Can't stop it!"

"I can't stop it at all!"

"We'll be torn to shreds!"

Seeing such a scene, some students collapsed, yelled like crazy, hysterical, and lost their minds!

"Shut up! Don't affect the morale of the army!"

Seeing this, Dirk Norway glared fiercely!

"boom--"

If these students were hit by a hammer, they were directly stunned by the spiritual attack condensed into the substance, and then fell to the ground softly!

"Take them off!"

Dirk Nowy waved his hand and shouted in a low voice!

"Yes!"

Several soldiers carried these students down one after another, Dirk Norway looked at their backs and sighed faintly!

he knows!

These few students are abandoned, and even if they wake up, they will leave a serious psychological shadow, and it will be difficult to achieve success in the future!

But Dirk does not feel pity!

Such students are inherently fragile, and regardless of their magical talent, their future achievements are definitely limited, and their prospects are not great!

"Remember!"

Dirk Norway glanced at Fatty and the others: "Do you want to be a strong man only by talent? Daydreaming! Talent is just a stepping stone, hardships and setbacks are the touchstones of a strong man!"

"The real powerhouse has to go through the test of blood and fire, go through countless fights and setbacks, and endure hardships and pains that are unimaginable for ordinary people!"

Dirk Norway's eyes were stern: "It's nothing to be excellent in talent, and it's nothing to have an empty rank. As soon as you enter the battlefield, you will collapse, and you will still harm others and yourself. You are a waste!"

Fatty and the others were awe-inspiring, and couldn't help lowering their heads, not daring to look at Teacher Dirk!

Dirk Nowy finally swept everyone's face, then turned around and stepped on the parapet, attacking!

"O omnipotent wind spirit, please use the atmosphere as the bow and the radiance as the arrow, bear the power of my will, and cut through the void of the distant sky... Death storm!"

"Buzzing—"

The wind elements between the heavens and the earth gathered crazily, a black tornado with a diameter of hundreds of meters and a height of hundreds of feet, composed entirely of wind blades, quietly took shape!

Level 9 magic... Death storm!

"boom--"

The death storm carried the phagocytic power of destroying the sky and destroying the earth, and instantly landed in the center of the ant tide. In the earth-shattering explosion, countless bloodthirsty iron crystal ants were swallowed by the storm and twisted into powder!

"change!"

Dirk Norway waved his magic wand, and the storm of death began to spin on the battlefield, appearing here and there!

Wherever it goes, the ant tide is empty!

"awesome!"

"Mr. Dirk is mighty!"

"sharp!"

"Worthy of Teacher Dirk!"

Fatty and the others were in high spirits, and all the officers and soldiers swept away the haze and saw the hope of winning!

The lethality of the death storm is terrible!

In just a few breaths, tens of thousands of bloodthirsty iron crystal ants were strangled. If there were a few more death storms, the ant tide would not be smashed into pieces!

"Everyone! Let's go too!"

"Mr. Dirk is right, even biting..."

"kill!"

The students were greatly encouraged,

They came to the parapet wall, imitating Teacher Dirk, and chanting magic spells!

For a time, the magic elements of various departments converged!

...

The tragic scene continues!

Strong blood shrouded the battlefield!

Time passes little by little!

Before you know it, an hour has passed!

Although all the officers and soldiers resisted desperately, the ant tide showed no sign of abating, and the offensive did not weaken at all, on the contrary, it became more and more fierce!

This is still under the circumstances of Dirk Norway, the ninth-level great wizard, who is desperately resisting. Without him, Beihe Pass would have been broken long ago!

"I can't hold it! The ant tide's offensive is too fierce, and I can't hold it if it goes on like this!"

The defender, Marquis Saisia, looked ugly: "Where are the reinforcements? How long will it take for the fastest reinforcements to arrive?"

"Go back to the Marquis, one hour!"

The soldiers quickly replied!

"One hour? According to this trend, it won't last for half an hour, let alone an hour?"

Marquis Saisiya gritted his teeth: "No! You must resist for an hour and wait for reinforcements to arrive, otherwise, Beihe Pass will be broken!"

After speaking, she strode up to Dirk Norway and asked in a deep voice, "Mr. Dirk, the reinforcements will arrive in an hour at the earliest. How long can you hold on?"

Dirk Norway looked serious: "Ninth-level magic consumes too much magic power, and it can't last for an hour. It's okay to release sixth-level or seventh-level magic all the time!"

"The lethality of sixth- and seventh-level magic is limited. In less than an hour, Beihe Pass will be breached!"

Ceciya shook her head again and again: "Teacher Dirk, how long can you continue to release the ninth-level magic of the scale of Death Storm?"

"At most half an hour!"

Dirk Norway smiled bitterly: "Death Storm, the large-scale level-9 magic consumption of magic power is terrifying. If I persist for half an hour, the magic power that I have accumulated in my life will definitely be exhausted, and it will take a long time to recover!"

"Half an hour..."

Cecilia is silent!

At this moment, a personal soldier ran over panting: "Mr. Marquis, the big thing is bad, the ant tide 30 miles away has attacked the city wall!"

"Lord Marquis, the tower a hundred miles away is occupied by ants!"

"Lord Marquis..."

More than a dozen personal soldiers came one after another, but the news that was sent back hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer. Everyone's face was pale and their hearts were desperate!

19 city heads were all breached by ant tides!

A full 19!

Will there be more and more?

"Can't you keep it after all?"

Marquis Saisiya lost his soul and murmured: "Actually, the moment I saw the scale of the ant tide, I knew I couldn't hold it, but I still underestimated the power of the ant tide!"

Dirk Nowy sighed and was silent!

The ant tide stretches for 300 miles, which means that the defense line of more than 300 miles is attacked by the ant tide at the same time!

How many troops does Beiheguan have? How many magicians?

Without reinforcements, breaking the city is an inevitable result!

"Teacher Dirk, before the ant tide has killed here, hurry up and leave with the students. They are the future of the kingdom, and there can be no mistakes!"

Cecilia sighed and said in a deep voice!

"I see!"

Dirk Nowy closed his eyes, and his face showed a look of pain and struggle. He knew what it meant to retreat and what it meant to break the city!

Life is charred!

Countless casualties!

But he can't!

He can't do it!

He is the only one after all!

He can't turn the tide and save the people from danger!

He can't do it!

After struggling for a long time, Dirk Norway finally waved his hand and released a flying magic ship: "All students, board the ship and retreat immediately!"

"Mr. Dirk, are you giving up like this?"

Fatty couldn't accept this result: "If we leave and the ants flood in, what will happen to the people in the city? They will be exposed to the sharp teeth of the ants!"

"No way! I have no way!"

Dirk Norway had tears in his eyes: "The ant tide is coming, our defense line is riddled with holes, like an old ship sailing on the ocean, leaking water everywhere, and it can't be blocked. I really can't help it!"

Hearing the words, the fat man fell silent!

"After all, manpower is limited, how can we resist natural disasters!"

Dirk Nowy wiped away his tears: "Let's go! It won't help to stay here! Leave as soon as possible!"

"Got it, teacher!"

Fatty and the others lowered their heads and boarded the boat one by one!

"Marquis Cecilia, what are you going to do?"

Dirk Nowy looked at Marquis Cecilia and asked in a low voice!

"Only retreat!"

Marquis Saisiya looked complicated: "It's just that I have guarded Beihe Pass for more than ten years. Today is the first time I have given up Chengguan. I'm not reconciled!"

Dirk Nowy is silent!

At this time, someone suddenly pointed to the distance and exclaimed: "Look! What is that?"

"Um?"

"Could it be reinforcements?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words, and then they saw a black spot galloping towards this side, it was a magic flying carpet!

There is a person standing on the flying carpet!

"Who is he?"

"Help us resist the ant tide??"

"Riding on the magic flying carpet, I think it's not a strong person..."

Everyone was quickly disappointed, the ant tide broke through the city at any time, the army was ready to retreat, and 100,000 people would not be worth it!

What's more, just one person?

Not to mention riding a magic flying carpet?

At first glance, he is not a great person!

Only the fat man held the binoculars, looked at the man in surprise, and suddenly shouted: "I'm going! Isn't that old brother?"

"Brother?"

Abe and Donna were shocked at the same time: "You said it was Monley?"

"It's him! I asked him to come over to help, but I didn't expect him to come! As expected of my brother, show loyalty!"

The fat man is full of excitement!

"Who is Monley?"

Hearing the conversation of the three, Marquis Cecilia came to the spirit: "What level of powerhouse? Is the ninth-level great wizard? Can you help us resist the ant tide?"

"He's my student!"

Dirk Norway replied with a wry smile: "The strength should be a fifth-level magician!"

"..."

Cecilia's face froze!

"Order to retreat!"