The Yale magician in the air felt the powerful magic power from these fiery red lights and was shocked.

If he read it correctly, these fiery red lights may be the light caused by the so-called magic shells.

If these magic shells were allowed to fall into the array of the Saint Joan Legion, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Thinking of this, the great Yale magician dared not hesitate. The magic power in his body was activated with all his strength, and several lightning shots were shot out from his hands, hitting the magic shells.

However, when the lightning just touched the fiery red light, a faint blue light lit up outside the light, instantly completely offsetting the lightning, and did not have any impact on them.

The great Yale magician was shocked.

Although these lightning bolts look inconspicuous, they are irritated by the thunder, one of the eight-level magical magics. Any lightning bolt contains terrifying power.

He thought he could directly destroy the magic shells by relying on magic, but he didn't expect that this magic shell could actually protect magic attacks and even resist the attack of powerful level 8 magic!

However, at this time, there was no time to surprise him or consider the reasons. Seeing that the magic shells were about to fall, the great Yale magician dared not hesitate at all. He activated the magic power in his body with all his strength, laying a magic shield with a huge range in the air, covering the soldiers of the Saint Joan Legion below.

The great Yale magician is best at wind magic. This wind magic shield, which is enough to withstand level nine magic attacks and can even offset some forbidden spell magic attacks, opened, and immediately formed a light blue light curtain in the air, dyeing the sky into a light blue ball.

The soldiers of the Saint Joan Legion below watched several lights representing magic shells falling and were panicking, they saw the Yale Magician open the magic shield and breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the smiles on their faces had just emerged, but they found that after the fire red light touched the magic shield opened by the Yale magician, the speed did not decrease at all, and directly penetrated the magic shield and landed straight down.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom"

Several fiery red lights fell, which immediately triggered an extremely violent explosion of the numerals.

The fire broke out, accompanied by countless soldiers of the Saint Joan Legion being blown up, and the scene instantly fell into chaos.

Regel widened his eyes. He glanced at the chaotic scene in great shock, then suddenly looked up at the great Yale magician in the sky, and his heart was chilled.

The Yale Great Magician can be said to be his biggest reliance on the Ruhrson King** team and the possible New Air Chamber of Commerce Guards. However, the facts now prove that the Yale Great Magician cannot provide any protection for the legion. How should the Saint Joan Legion fight the enemy?

The Yale magician in the air was only more shocked than Regel.

This magic shield was independently developed by himself. He was proud of a high-level wind magic shield, but he did not expect that not only did not block those magic shells, he did not even prevent them from being blocked.

Thinking that his few lightning balls just now were easily resolved by these magic shells, the great Yale magician felt a chill in his heart.

If two magicians are fighting, of course he can find another way to deal with it.

But now his main task is to provide support and most important protection to the Saint Joan Legion below, but he can't do it at all. So isn't he meaningless here?

The great Yale magician couldn't help but look down. Seeing the chaotic and tragic scene below, he couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

He turned his head and looked at Regel with his eyes facing him.

The two of them had eyes collided and they instantly understood what the other person was thinking.

Regel gritted his teeth hard, called the adjutant loudly, and ordered him: "Reorganize the entire army and withdraw!"

The adjutant was stunned: "Retreat? Lord Earl, are you saying... let us retreat?"

They had just entered the territory of the Rursun Kingdom. Not to mention completing the established strategic tasks, they didn't even see the enemy, but the Legion Commander actually issued a retreat order? This is too much!

"Stop talking nonsense!" Regel grabbed the adjutant's collar angrily, and roared with ferocious eyes: "Pass the order immediately and the entire army retreat! Do you understand?"

The adjutant's heart was terrified. He nodded vigorously, turned around and prepared to pass the order.

But he had just turned around and had not yet run out two steps, suddenly dozens of fiery red light flew from both sides in the air.

The Yale Magician, who had not come back to his senses during the attack just now, was stunned for a moment. Only then did he realize this attack.

In shock, the great Yale magician had no time to think about it. He used all his magic power to activate his full strength, throwing out all the protective magic he had mastered.

For a time, various colors of light in the sky above the Saint Joan Legion were stacked layer by layer, dyeing the sky colorfully and beautifully.

However... this is of no use.

The dozens of fiery red lights were still the same as before, and they penetrated the very gorgeous magic shields without any effort, and fell directly into the Saint Joan Legion formation.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom"

A series of violent explosions resounded throughout the sky. Every explosion and fire sounded, a huge gap was blown out in the Saint Joan Legion formation.

After a bombing, the Saint Joan Legion, which could barely maintain its formation just now was completely in chaos.

In fact, there were only thousands of soldiers who went online during the two bombings, which could not affect the foundation of the St. Joan Legion.

However, in such situations where even the enemy cannot see it, they will face attacks. The key is that even the powerful Great Magician could not resist this attack, the morale of the Saint Joan Legion was severely hit, and all the soldiers were filled with fear.

Regel opened his mouth wide, looked at a corpse under his feet with an unrecognizable face, and swallowed hard.

This corpse was the adjutant he had just sent out to pass the order.

A magic shell landed on his way forward and directly blasted him back to Regel.

If the magic shell was slightly tilted and just landed on Regel's head, Regel could be sure that he would definitely be dead at this moment.

Thinking of this, Regel felt only a coldness in his heart.

Before, when he heard that the Guangyao Legion was almost wiped out, the legion chief Earl Antusor was even killed on the spot. He was still laughing at Earl Antusor in his heart.

Even if you can't beat it, you can always escape, right?

However, after entering the battle personally today, he realized that Count Antusol was definitely the same as him. He thought of running away at the first moment.

But how should we escape in the face of such an extremely strange attack?

"call"

Suddenly a gust of wind sounded around him, and the great Yale magician flew to Reiger.

"Earl Regel, order to retreat." The great Yale magician did not have the calm look he had just now, his expression was full of anxiety. There was also a hint of unconcealed panic.

Regel glanced at him, and a hint of pleasure appeared in his heart.

This great Yale magician has always been in a lofty manner since he saw him. Now that his magic is not good, he is much more afraid than himself.

"Well, you have to withdraw..." Regel nodded, and did not deny the proposal of the Yale Great Magician. "Great Magician, please do me a favor and use amplification magic to pass the retreat order."

The great Yale magician looked at the chaos around him and knew that it was indeed difficult to quickly pass the order to every place at this time, so he nodded and flew back into the air. With the magic power, he spread his voice out.

"The Earl ordered the entire army to retreat!"

Regel below almost fell to the ground.

Is there anyone who ordered him to retreat like this?

Sure enough, after hearing the voice of the great Yale magician, the soldiers of the St. Joan Legion, who were originally in chaos and confusion, were stunned for a moment, and turned together with a loud bang, fleeing in the direction of coming.

Regel looked at the soldiers disintegrating like a tide, feeling extremely regretful.

He really shouldn't have chosen to let the Yale Magician, a guy who has no knowledge of military knowledge, help him issue a retreat order.

Now these soldiers can't be called retreating, they are simply fleeing!

This is the worst case that has occurred on the battlefield. It means that the soldiers have lost their organization and even their sanity, and it is impossible for them to obey any commands anymore.

Seeing that most of the soldiers were panicked, Regel smiled bitterly.

Is this still the St. George Legion that I am proud of?

But he was not qualified to blame his soldiers. Because even the commander of the Legion lost his mark under such a strange and fierce attack, he made the mistake of letting the Yale magician send the order to retreat instead.

The Yale magician in the air didn't care much about the situation when the soldiers below fled.

After thinking for a while, he flew to the sky next to him, who was also panicked and could only fly to the magicians who didn't know what to do in the air, explained a few words to them, turned around and flew back to Regel.

"Earl Regel. I will cover you to retreat."

Regel looked at him and nodded.

Both of them understood that without the cover of the Yale Great Magician, even if Regel was the commander of the Legion, it would be unknown whether he could retreat safely.

If the commander of the Legion, Reggel, was killed here, then the Yale Magician, as the highest-level magician in the army, would definitely be held accountable by the military headquarters after returning.

As long as they can save their lives, even if the entire Saint Joan Legion is wiped out, there will still be a chance.

After obtaining Regel's consent, the Yale Great Magician grabbed Regel's arm, and the magic power was activated, and a dark space crack appeared in front of the two.

The Yale magician casually released a magic shield on Regel and pulled him into the crack of the space.

A moment later, the two appeared on a plain about two or three kilometers away from the battlefield.

Turning around, I saw countless fiery red lights passing by in the distant sky, falling to the battlefield where the two of them were just now.

"Boom boom boom boom boom"

Listening to the explosions coming from afar, Regel and the Yale Magician were both as deep as water.

The two of them escaped safely, but it is hard to say how much the Saint Joan Legion who was behind them could be left in the end... (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!