A small golden sun crashed headlong into the army of the undead, and then suddenly exploded, blooming with infinite light.

The army of the undead suddenly appeared in a large vacancy, as if a large piece of bread had been gnawed down.

And those ghosts and skeletons vanished one after another, without wailing or pain, and they were illuminated by the light of the golden holy flame, but they were simply and calmly dust to dust, dust to dust.

"Ah!!h

At this moment, several miserable wails were heard from the vacancy, and Lothar immediately looked in the direction of the source of the sound, which were several suspiciously dressed acolytes, their bodies emitting dark smoke, as if they were being purified of evil.

Lothar immediately rode his horse and rushed forward, wielding the Great Royal Sword, which was a few sword slaps, knocking all those suspicious guys to the ground.

At this time, the other undead army finally moved, and surrounded the lonely solo cavalry group of Lothar, Lothar began to swing his sword from a long distance, and the golden holy flame sword light immediately shot away, and with just one blow, it purified dozens of undead.

However, the number of undead is innumerable, and they are like the tide of darkness, fearless to pounce on them.

Lothar immediately had no time to care, and kept swinging his divine sword, stimulating the debut sword light, not giving those undead a chance to rush up and throw himself off the war horse.

But the sword was brilliant, but it was not as continuous as the bone tide, and Lothar soon found that it was impossible for him to continue to stop where he was, otherwise he would soon be extinguished in this tide of death.

Lothar's face was serious, as if he had made up his mind, and with a swing of his sword, he picked one of the best-dressed acolytes on the ground onto his horse, and then he rode his horse and galloped, the golden sword light concentrated in front of him.

The golden knight, like a speeding lawnmower, rushed left and right in the midst of the undead, as if entering a no-man's land.

However, the undead still persevered in attacking him, and Lothar soon noticed that the arrows and spears were not so much aimed at him as at the acolyte on horseback, and the other party was obviously trying to kill people and prevent information leakage.

However, the other party's efforts were like a mantis arm as a car, in vain, and the knight under the protection of the golden flame of the Excalibur was a lawn mower and an immobile bunker, and those arrows and other attacks did not move at all when they touched the golden celestial phantom outside Lothar's body, as if they were hitting a rock.

Sir Lothar is not a paladin, he is a powerful warrior with a noble personality, but he is not completely unbelieving in the Light, but he trusts the sword in his hand, and this noble sword of magical origin also provides its owner with unrivaled power, as long as he is in the face of evil, he is their nemesis, their natural enemy.

The number of the undead was constantly decreasing under the unequaled harvest of Lothar's mowing grass, and compared to the feeling of the tide at the beginning, they were now like the sea drying up and turning into a lake, but at this time, the undead army finally stopped beating stones with pebbles, and the commander of the enemy army seemed to finally realize that relying on cannon fodder-like skeletons and ghosts was no longer possible to take Lothar.

Lothar immediately rode his horse to a halt, he stood in front of the bridge, waiting for the enemy's countermeasures, if the other party retreated, he would not pursue, after all, Lothar still had the brethren of the dreadnought army behind him to take care of, and the main purpose had been achieved, Lothar believed that he could extract some useful information from the mouth of the acolyte on horseback.

At this time, the undead at the head of the bridge stopped moving, like a pile of sculptures, and the undead behind the bridge were still attacking the triple shield array of the dreadnought army, but for a while, the solid shield array was still unbreakable.

Those soldiers had already dipped their weapons in holy water for a short period of time, and their shields were blessed by the priest's holy light, whether it was skeleton soldiers or ghosts, there was nothing they could do with these hard and terrifying human warriors.

Although human warriors were still wounded from time to time, as long as they were not killed immediately, the brethren around the wounded soldiers would also fall in front of the shield, dragging them to the rear for the priest to heal, and the combination of hoplites and priests of the Light was simply unshakable.

Lothar stared at the undead quietly, and felt a little uneasy in his heart, the other party did not retreat or advance, he must have a back hand, and he was also worried that the other party could see his flaws.

"Goo!!"

At this moment, Lothar suddenly heard some strange human voice from the back of the bridge, and he immediately looked back, his face was shocked, and the human soldiers in the shield array behind him also saw the monster that made the strange sound with white faces.

It was some kind of disgusting fat giant, about five meters tall, with a whole body stitched together from corpses, a total of five heads, they walked out of the forest in the distance, trampled on the skeleton soldiers all the way, and walked slowly and unstoppably.

"Steady! Pluck up courage! You are the warriors of the Alliance!"

The angry voice of Lothar's old lieutenant came from the shield array, and Lothar immediately rode back to the defense, wanting to kill the three-headed stitching monster for the warriors in the rear, but as soon as he turned around, he heard a sudden change on his side.

"Roar!!"

Some kind of hoarse and ugly dragon roar suddenly came from a distance, and Lothar immediately looked back, and his face suddenly showed even more shock, only to see the front of the bridge, in the jungle, the trees fell, and some kind of huge thing, knocked down the big tree and revealed its true body.

It turned out to be a huge carrion dragon with no wings and rotten flesh!

The form of the dreadnought army suddenly became in crisis, they had wolves in front and tigers in the back, but although Lothar's face was shocked, there was no panicked look, he had already prepared and realized.

This is a gamble, betting that the other party knows that his army is weak after dividing his troops, but he does not know that he can defeat thousands of troops alone, and finally he is negligent and reveals his flaws.

However, the plan can't catch up with the changes, and now it seems that the power of the other party is somewhat beyond his imagination.

Lothar pondered for a moment, and decided that it was time to turn on her own insurance.

"Ryder, activate the backup plan!" Lothar suddenly shouted loudly to his old lieutenant.

The veteran adjutant hesitated for a moment before nodding to Lothar.

"The whole family rushed forward and acted according to the plan. ”

At the command of Ryder Sr., the shield of the Dreadnought began to converge in the direction of Lothar, but they were gone, leaving something in place on the bridge deck.

It was a black powder bomb that had ignited the fuse.

Just as the dreadnought retreated to a safe distance, only to hear a "boom", those undead who stepped on the bomb went up to the sky one after another, and the bridge deck was blown off, and several stitching monsters and undead armies in the rear suddenly stood on the broken bridge at a loss.

The dreadnought's move to break the boat suddenly made this situation of inadversity turn around, and the next step is to move forward!

Once again, Lothar launched an unstoppable and fearless charge against the army of the undead in front of him.