The addition of this kind of monster turned the tide of the battle in an instant, not to mention the personal command of Furst Vispar.

The light profession dealt with the souls and necromancers, but it was a little powerless in the face of these assembled monsters, and they were killed at the first time, and many players died tragically on the spot.

If the monster dies, Furst Vispar can also get them back on their feet, which is equivalent to two lives, and once the player dies, they can only go back to life.

Fortunately, no corpses are left behind when the player dies, otherwise the rest of the battle will be even more difficult.

This is another reason why necromancers hate adventurers.

Dead without leaving a corpse, full of malice.

"I can't beat it, and there is a super boss." Several guild leaders complained to Su Mo, they didn't care about casualties, they didn't care about the lost equipment, they cared about the fact that this operation was about to fail.

"Why don't you let the NPCs around you do it?" There are also people who make such requests.

"You bring a master, don't hide it, or Brother Iron Horse, you can't command them at all."

"What's the hurry, if the hole cards have to be taken out casually, is it still called the hole cards?" Master Su's faction was light and light, forcing Ge to flash everyone's titanium dog eyes, and even their own people couldn't stand it.

"So what now, even if there are many of us, we can't stand such a casualty rate."

"I've called in other reinforcements, and I'm sure they'll be there soon." As soon as Su Mo's words fell, he heard the rumbling sound of horses' hooves.

Thorin came a little slowly, yesterday's notice only arrived today.

Mainly because he brought his own elite cavalry, this elite cavalry with only eight hundred people, the elite of the elite of the Northern Legion, was stationed near the small town of Dort.

All of them were born in a cavalry family whose ancestors had been favored by the Sartre dynasty, and they are still abiding by their ancestors' oath of allegiance to the Sartre family.

"Kill these dogs who desecrate Valhalla!" Thorin's roar resounded throughout Mount Moguam.

Furst Vespar jerked his head back in this direction, his face turning very ugly.

However, he was not a man who liked to be tied up, and he would not retreat without a fight, he opened his arms, and an invisible force carried him into the sky, and obscure spells came out of his mouth, and this thing was obviously going to hold back the big move.

"Can you knock him down?" Su Mo turned his head and asked.

"It's a bit difficult, and the ice and snow have limited lethality to the undead." Tailor Mel said with a little embarrassment.

"Forget it then, let this man continue to pose, Uncle Rice, it's your turn." Su Mo hated others pretending to be in front of him, he didn't have anything to do to fly so high without panicking.

Les McCavian, his profession is an illusionist, at least in terms of illusion making, there are not many in the Eastern Continent who can be better than him, he has been hiding in the twilight forest for many years, and the two popes have not discovered his tricks.

Soon, cavalry again appeared in the distance.

The leader was a man familiar to many people, none other than our Archduke Stan, who came here with people and shouted, "What happened, why did you attack my people?" ”

"Your Excellency, what are you doing here!?" Furst Vespal was so angry that he almost vomited blood and had to interrupt his skills.

His original plan was to launch a big move of the undead natural disaster, if he could kill all these people, then tidy up his things and leave, if he couldn't kill them, then he would run for his life alone, leaving Qingshan without worrying about running out of firewood.

But who would have thought that Grand Duke Stan himself would come running.

Didn't he like it here, he felt gloomy, and he didn't come when he was invited before.

"Mr. Furster, let's kill all these minions so no one knows our secrets." Stan shouted murderously.

"Okay, worthy of the head of the Stan family, let's kill all these miscellaneous pieces, help me resist these cavalry, and I'll cast spells and chant spells, and summon all the dead souls and dead souls here for hundreds of years to fight for us." Furst Vespar is infected by Archduke Stan's arrogance.

Then he saw Archduke Stan, who was slowly approaching in front of him, shatter and disappear like a bubble.

"Illusionist!" Furst Vespar was so shocked that he turned around and ran.

It's not that he's afraid of illusionists, at least illusionists can't restrain necromancers.

The main thing is that the meaning that this illusionist represents is extraordinary.

The illusionist who has been in the limelight lately has appeared next to Count Dracula, could it be that the two or five boys have reneged on their covenant with Archduke Stan.

In that case, today is a trap for yourself!

There are always people who want to harm me!

So he immediately thought about escaping, and he didn't even have the intention of competing with Count Dracula, the so-called eight masters of the Federation.

The more we study death, the more we fear it.

Unfortunately, Thorin would not let him go, so he flipped his hand and took off the longbow on his back, and fired eight arrows in a row.

Eight arrows hit Furst Vispar almost simultaneously.

Furst Vespal stopped helplessly, a bone shield absorbing the damage for him.

"You forced me." Forst Vespal said viciously.

From under his feet, white bones appeared out of thin air, like a blooming lotus flower, and then wrapped him up to form a cocoon, in which he recited mantras.

The knights rained down arrows, but they couldn't break through the eggshell in a short time.

Su Mo wanted to praise the necromancer cowhide.

It's hard to imagine that this seemingly indecent profession has so many powerful means - this unruly conclusion comes from Yunfei, who can only take two skeletons around with him until now.

"Get ready for battle, and hopefully this time you won't be wiped out." Su Mo said with a sigh.

When the player dies, he dies, and it doesn't matter if he dies.

Su Mo's purpose today is to make this testing ground unable to open, and then publicize Grand Duke Stan's anti-human behavior to the public, both of which have almost been accomplished.

He regretted the sheriff Thorin and his knights.

These NPCs were brought in by him, and if he dies in battle, he will have to pay a little bit of responsibility.

Thorin raised his hand, and the knights put away their bows and arrows.

Is he going to give up?

Want to escape?

Su Mo is not unacceptable to such a result, if Sheriff Thorin retreats, today's matter will be more complete.

This former nobleman will publicize the matter of Archduke Stan, and no one will believe Archduke Stan's justification, and then His Excellency will definitely become a rat crossing the street, and may even implicate Count Dracula, who is already a piece of shit, Su Mo does not believe that these two difficult brothers will still have time to find trouble with him.

However, to Su Mo's surprise, Thorin did not flee with the knights.

He solemnly pulled out a whistle.