Huaidong Battlefield.

Li Quan, the leader of the Loyal and Righteous Army (Northern Army), asked his wife Yang Miaozhen to guard the old nest of Chuzhou (now Huai'an, Jiangsu), and led a land and water army of 30,000 to capture Taizhou.

Li Quan's follow-up goal was very clear, that is, to seize Tongzhou and Yangzhou, and enter Lin'an, the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty.

Huaidong made Liu Xuan and strictly ordered the army (Southern Army) to hold out, and the two sides launched a confrontation.

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Late at night.

The camp of Li Fu, a military general under the command of the Northern Army, is brightly lit.

Suddenly, crackling flames crackled and smoke rose.

"It's out of the water!"

"Come and put out the fire!"

The soldiers of the Northern Army shouted in panic.

The fire raged quickly, and by the time the Northern soldiers found out, it had already spread into a fire. Li Fu didn't have time to put on his horse, so he hurriedly got on his horse and ordered the sergeant to extinguish the fire, but where could he put it out for a while?

The people in the camp shouted and neighed, and they heard endlessly.

Suddenly, a three-meter-tall knight riding a skeleton war horse appeared, followed by nine knights who were two meters tall and also riding a skeleton war horse.

The Heavenly King of the Bone Clan, the Abaddon who has shown his true appearance!

The huge cavalry spear pointed forward, and the soul fire in Abaddon's eyes vibrate, and the spiritual power fluctuations turned into a voice: "Charge!"

The black iron stream converged into an arrow and rushed into the northern military camp.

Riding on a skeletal warhorse, Abaddon was like an indestructible tank, and with a single blow, he smashed the gate of the northern army camp, and Hulala rushed into it, and when he saw people, he poked out with a shot! He exuded a dead breath all over his body, constantly infecting the northern army soldiers and making them slow down.

Although there were only ten knights in total, they were more powerful than thousands of horses.

"Enemy attack!"

Mixed with the shouts of firefighting, the whistle of the enemy attack also sounded, and the camp was in chaos.

Li Fu greeted Abaddon. Although he has leader-level strength, he still can't see enough in the face of Abaddon, and one shot shocked Li Fu's body numb.

Li Fu hurriedly jumped off the war horse, abandoned the iron gun in his hand, drew out the mandarin duck double knife, and rolled forward on the ground.

He also has a lot of combat experience, and in the face of this big monster in front of him, he knows that he is not capable of the enemy, and he can only use his agility advantage to fight in close quarters, so that the opponent's three-zhang giant horse gun cannot play an advantage.

However, Abaddon ignored Li Fu and continued to charge directly on his horse, constantly killing the soldiers of the Northern Army, and infecting more living people with the plague.

Li Fu wondered in his heart, he was the commander of this camp, why was he ignored?

Before he could come to his senses, he heard the sound of wings flapping.

Pale wings brought up an ominous current, and the figure of Sigdrifa appeared, the spiritual spear as fast as lightning, and a spear stabbed out.

Li Fu hurriedly waved his double knives to block, and the mandarin duck double knives slashed out a snow-white knife curtain like a roller.

However, Sigdelifa's spear, as if it violated the common sense of physics, slashed through the airtight knife curtain with precision, broke through the protective qi, and stabbed into Li Fu's throat.

"Ho...... Ho ho ......"

Li Fu's throat leaked, and his eyes widened suddenly.

Sigdalifa drew the psionic spear.

Li Fu's body slowly fell.

A gray mist rose as if an invisible suction force was pulling it, and floated all the way to the top of Sigdelifa's head, turning into a rotating gray mist sphere.

"The resentment is not strong enough...... Unable to craft a Boss-level Soul Clan. ”

Sigdelifa muttered, "However, two elite-level ones can be made. ”

The clan leader's skill, the darkness was activated, and the gray mist suddenly split into two and fell in front of Sigdelifa.

The two gray mist continued to wriggle as if they were alive, and finally turned into two slightly illusory gray shadows, gradually condensing.

Two elite-level ghosts, the forerunners of the Shadow Assassins.

"Moving on, the master needs more fighters. ”

Sigdelifa vibrated her wings, her goal was very simple, she specially selected the leaders of the Northern Army above the elite level.

The battle lasted only a quarter of an hour, and the camp of thousands of people had been razed to the ground.

No one will be able to escape, because ......

Paji the butcher and Vladimir, the lord of the Blood, walked out from both sides of the battlefield, one east and one west.

"At the intersection on my side, seventy-six people were blocked. Vladimir laughed.

"Peggy killed a hundred! at least a hundred. The butcher said.

Vladimir politely owed: "Your Excellency Padge is indeed powerful. ”

In fact, the two of them were ambushed on one side, and who killed more and who killed less depends entirely on luck and the direction in which the enemy flees. Moreover, the butcher's ability to count is very suspicious, and he said "a hundred", which actually means "many", which means that he cannot count them.

Sigdelifa flew out quietly, and behind her, there were already dozens of more black shadows, about ten elite-level ghosts, and the rest were ordinary-level resentful spirits.

Each Soul Clan warrior dragged the corpse of an enemy above the elite level.

"Begin," Abaddon said succinctly, "Pudge, it's your turn." ”

Butcher Pudge grunted and used his stitching skills as his misshapen arm threaded the needle with great dexterity.

However, his efficiency is really worrying, he has been busy for a long time, and it has taken so many elite-level corpses to make four stitching monsters, and he is so tired that he sits on the ground, and the earth shakes.

Abaddon shook his head and said, "I hope these stitched monsters are worth the cost of their production." ”

As he spoke, Abaddon slammed his spear into the ground, and his spiritual power surged wildly, and a black mist enveloped the camp.

"Dead gangrene!"

All enemies infected with dead disease crawled out of the corpses of a skeleton soldier.

Of course, it is the lowest level of skeleton soldiers, and it is not even a normal template - the skeleton soldier resurrected by the dead gangrene skill will automatically be reduced by one level.

At the same time, there were hundreds of skeleton soldiers crawling out.

Vladimir praised: "Every time I see the abilities of His Excellency Abaddon, it is very enviable. ”

Abaddon's aura became much weaker, and his spiritual power fell to less than five hundred points in an instant, and the soul fire in his eyes dimmed a little.

With a long neigh, the skeletal war horse under Abaddon's seat turned into a black mist and disappeared. This is that Abaddon is difficult to maintain the spiritual power loss of the skeleton war horse, and automatically chooses to reduce the consumption.

"Death gangrene skills, as expected, have limits. ”

Sigdriffa said: "Resurrecting more than six hundred skeleton soldiers without templates will tire you like this, it seems that your limit will not exceed a thousand." ”

Abaddon nodded, he first turned into a two-meter-tall shape, close to a human, and then took out two spirit crystals, held them in the palm of his hand, slowly absorbed, and recovered the loss of spiritual power.

"The master's order is for us to keep accumulating strength before the decisive battle comes. This was the first northern army camp we captured, and I also found out the location of the other two. When Lord Abaddon's spiritual power recovers, we will move on to the next target!"