Although there are no special weapons for the undead such as holy magic bullets, the muskets and cannons in the hands of the Breton soldiers can be combined with the coordinated attack of the sea, land and air magic mechanized troops, what can be done with just bones?

Ordinary undead can't even do it at close range, no matter how good the powerful undead infantry is like the Skeleton Brave, Poda Corpse, and Stitch Monster, they are wiped out by a third of the air force and a third of the artillery before they rush over, and the rest can only be killed by the elemental cannons and rifles of the magic armor. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Long-range is useless, the undead's large bed crossbows and meat grinders will be smashed to pieces by gyrocopters and fixed-wing before they can be driven, and the gargoyles, banshees, and skeleton air cavalry who want to fight for air supremacy can't beat the Breton soldiers.

You don't want to think about it, such a terrifying battleship on your head is pointing at you with a cannon, and you can empty a piece with a single shot, and the density of anti-aircraft artillery is frenzied enough to crush the fragile air force of the undead.

If you can't reach it in close combat, you can't fight it from a distance, and that's the tragedy of the undead.

Of course, they are stronger than the Breton army in terms of magic, but the killing efficiency is too low, and sometimes the middle and low-level magic can't even kill a person, so they hang some of them.

High-level magic or legendary magic does have a bone boss, in the face of terrifying magic bullets and artillery positions, are you really sure that you can use them completely, instead of being hit in the face by a large number of cannonballs, and by the way, appreciate the horror of magic rage?

That's what the hell it looks like~

"Waste, a subordinate who claims to be the king of another world, but he doesn't even have normal combat knowledge, I despise you."

"Alexander, don't forget that you are also only a subordinate of the Maharaja, and a mere black knight is not qualified to speak of us."

"Ha, it seems that you are very strong, yes, then go and destroy the Bretannes, kill them and I will surrender to you."

"You!"

Alexander shrugged his shoulders and glanced disdainfully at the undead commander with a rich expression, as the executor of Lexington's infection plan, he had faithfully completed the task assigned by the Maharaja, and the most elite areas of the entire city-state were covered by the plague.

Without the leadership of the Council of Speakers, the Lexingtons, like the kingdom of Riberia, were destroyed into ruins by the cult sacrifices of headaches, fevers, and fanaticism, and hundreds of corpses were resurrected as cannon fodder and slaves of the Maharaja.

The Maharaja's goal was to turn the New World into a land of death, in order to establish a new landmark of death, and eventually the entire planet to death.

However, this monarch from another world should be just a hillbilly, and his tactics, legions, and thinking patterns are all the same as those of a hundred years ago.

This world has been transformed by sages, just come to a few sage ruins or a high-ranking existence that can fight against divine weapons and call Dad, just a skeleton can't even beat his own Scapa legion, cut.

As a defeated dog, of course, it is not right to evaluate the owner in this way, but Alexander does not have much repentance, since he was kicked in an important part by his sweetheart, and was blocked in the room and burned and became a cripple, if it were not for the ritual of the cultists, he would not have been able to obtain the power of revenge.

Although it seems that these forces were still unable to defeat the Southern, and destroyed the only northern army that could be used as a force of resistance - but so what, it would be as if the Brittanyan army were invincible.

"Alexander, we need to complete the Maharaja's task, now please teach us how we can kill the Bretanians on the other side." Eventually, the bones succumbed, and they bowed their heads, led by a prestigious-looking bone.

Although it looked like the bones and heads were the same, Alexander still smiled with satisfaction, "It's okay to be able to admit mistakes, if you want to face the undead in the field, there is no chance, the times are changing, and the battlefield is too, if you want to inflict heavy damage on the enemy, you have to pay enough bait." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Scarpa's human legion and the Maharaja."

"You!"

"What are you, you can't bear the child can't trap the wolf, as long as the human legion surrenders, the Bretanians will definitely take it, the Maharaja is the last opponent of their Northern Expedition, and they will definitely want to destroy him, at this time, as long as the siege on all sides will definitely work."

As for whether it can succeed or not, it depends on luck and execution, and to be honest, Alexander is not optimistic that these old antiques can do these things well.

So he has been preparing his private money lately, ready to go to the East whenever he has the opportunity.

"Alexander's method is good, at least he can give us advice, unlike Baron of Corsalan, who is good for nothing but demanding!"

"That's right, even if Balon can conquer the land over there, it would be a rebellion not to obey the Maharaja's command, and one day we will kill all those traitors who claim to be damned!"

As if hearing something terrible, Alexander blinked and silently digested, this guy didn't know what he was thinking.

Soon, the undead attack on the front line stopped, or rather collapsed.

The sniper operation on the border of the city-state was a complete failure, and the undead paid a high price of 70,000 cannon fodder and 6,000 elites, resulting in a slight price of about 200 dead and 500 wounded.

The last of the northern territories had been lifted to Britannia, and Josephine's hegemony would be complete if all the undead and the Lords of Bones entrenched in Scapa could be eliminated.

It's just puzzling that the undead began to retreat in large numbers, completely scattering their troops to prevent being surrounded and annihilated by the Brittan army, which gave Lorraine some headaches.

"When did even the undead use this tactic?"

"It's a tactic to run away, it's true, and there's a lot of news for you to decide."

"For example?"

"The reconnaissance force has discovered that the undead are systematically slaughtering the inhabitants of the city-state, one-fifth of the city, including Lexington, has been destroyed by the plague, and the number of enemy cannon fodder troops is not less than 200,000!"

"Scarpa's Northern Army is looking for a chance to surrender, the center is ruined, the plague is rampant, and even the largest logistical supply city, Saratoga, has been destroyed by you, and they have no chance to continue."

"Finally, there are reports from the survivors of the reception that Alexander was seen in the forces of the undead, and it is necessary for us to believe that this guy has been resurrected."

No matter which of the three pieces of news is not good news, the huge amount of cannon fodder means that the shells of the army group will be consumed in large quantities.

The Scarpa Front wanted to surrender, but Lorraine only had enough supplies to eat, and if she accepted so many soldiers, the logistics would collapse.

As for Alexander, his Charlotte women's clothes gave him a "profound kick", presumably this guy will take revenge on himself now that he is resurrected, right?

So what's next? (To be continued.) )