In the dimly lit underground cavern, stalactites hanging from the ceiling of the cave hung like sharp swords, crumblingly hanging above the head of Mosso Black City.

On top of a few slightly larger stalactites, if you look closely, you can see that there are many nests the size of a basin, made of twigs and rags mixed with messy feathers. The harpies live here.

Far higher in status than the slave-like minotaurs and the more humble underground cave men, the Harpys are not native to the Underground, they are an offshoot of the Harpies on the ground, and have long followed the first fallen Dark Elves to the Underworld, where they have served the Drow Elves as servants of the Dark Elves.

Due to the terrain of the underworld, the Harpys were unable to function in the air like the Harpies, and the low caverns made it difficult for them to have enough space to dodge the arrows that were fired at them, so the Harpies began to study the power of the Shadow as a means of survival.

For the most part, the Harpies serve as scouts, heralds, and stewards, with good intelligence to give them a clear understanding of their master's wishes, and their excellent ability to fly short distances allows them to convey their master's will to any target as quickly as possible.

But at this moment, the harpies gathered in their nests on the stalactites, watching the fire and the shouts of killing coming from the city of Moussor Black with cold eyes, without the slightest intention of joining in.

Without the threat of the Shadow Arrows overhead, the instigated Minotaur slaves not only repelled the slave paddock garrison that came to suppress them, but also encircled a large number of underground cave people and began to advance towards the inner city of Mossoblack City, destroying the buildings on both sides of the road along the way. Although these minotaurs are usually as cowardly as a pig waiting to die, once they are aroused, the power hidden deep in their bodies will still burst out with the continuous gushing of blood.

After toppling a simple wall, the Minotaurs were greeted by clean streets and tall buildings, the plants and gems that adorned the outer walls reflected the flames of the Nabondel Pillars, silently proclaiming the wealth of the dark elves.

And, of course, not far away, the dark elves line the streets!

Unlike the Dark Elves who served as slave overseers, the Dark Elves were all dressed in uniform thick black leather armor, with iron helmets on their heads that showed only half of their faces, and two scimitars hanging from their waists.

Obviously, there were only fifty dark elves, but that momentum severely shocked the slaves who burned and looted all the way, and for a while, the dark elves and the slaves were facing each other from a distance of thirty or forty meters long street.

Perhaps thinking that if this continued, the courage that the slaves on their side had managed to muster would be lost, several leading minotaurs raised their weapons and let out a roar towards the dark elves, and under their encouragement, those slaves also subconsciously raised their weapons and began to push forward.

It was a small battlefield, and the dense streets of Mosso Black City caused a lot of trouble for both sides, and the slaves were unable to gather enough numbers to overwhelm the dark elves as they did in the slave paddock, and the dark elves had to split up in multiple teams to try to keep the rioting slaves out of the main city.

At the same time, another Dark Elf force is gathering northeast of Mosso Black City, ready to give a warm welcome to the uninvited guests.

Unlike the continent of Entagre, due to the inability to obtain enough food through farming, the cities of the underground world generally do not have too many populations, because the more population means the more materials consumed, and compared to the farming methods of humans and elves, the materials obtained from the surrounding underground world are obviously unable to support the endless expansion of the population of an underground city.

The total population of Mosso Black City is nearly 250,000, which is already a very large number in the underground world, and even the total population of Kodila in Elvia is less than 70,000. Mossoblack was able to support such a large population, not only because of its large number of slaves used to create wealth and gather food, but also because the city had some of the best armies in the underworld. The Drow Elves maintain four regular armies of 2,000 men in the city all year round, with the Son of Drow being the first, an elite dark elf force mainly composed of shadow cavalry, although only 2,000 men, is enough to rival a human warband (20,000).

This is followed by the mage unit known as the Shadow Spirits, the Dark Elves specialize in assassination and shadow powers, and some of the Dark Elves who have an in-depth study of shadow magic become members of the Shadow Spirits, which is also the largest spellcaster unit among the Dark Elves.

Then there are the Night Blade and the Throatgrabber Blade units controlled by the Kidal family and the Drey family respectively, the former is good at ambushes and assassinations, and the latter is good at head-on confrontation, and most of the Throatgrabber troops use the special scimitar of the dark elves as weapons, which can be both melee slashing and short-range throwing, which has made the Throatgrabber reputation famous.

"Captain Nado, those undead will be at the scheduled ambush location in ten minutes!" A dark elf scout said to Nado Kidal.

As the captain of the Kidal family's guard, Nado is also the commander of the Nightblade force, a long-standing habit of the Dark Elves, who will arrange for their most trusted subordinates to control the force, regardless of which family controls the force.

"Pass the order, the third and fourth teams of the Throat Snatcher Blade will guard the front, don't let any of the undead pass, I will personally lead the first and second teams of the Night Blade to cut off the retreat of those bone shelves, today, I will let those bastards know that the underground world is not a place they can set foot in, and the affairs of the dark elves are not something they are qualified to put their beaks in!"

Following Nado's orders, two teams of mostly drow warriors began to line up, with a few Dark Elf Shadow Mages behind the array, and a small number of Shadow Cavalry following Nador around a corner, towards the back of the army of the undead.

Not long after Nado left, from the darkness in the distance, dots of blue light began to appear, and soon, the light was densely lit up, converging into a blue ocean.

"Activate the trap!" The dark elves who remained behind to command shouted calmly, and the shadow mages behind the array quickly chanted a short incantation, and after a few seconds, a large number of shadow bombs were detonated, and for a moment, the purple shadow light rising from the ground almost covered the blue ocean.

However, before the dark elves could cheer, the purple explosion light disappeared, and what appeared in front of the dark elves was a scene that was enough to make people feel desperate.

In the carpet-like sea of undead, the gaps that were blown up by the Shadow Bomb were filled with more undead in less than a few seconds, which made the dark elves think that the violent shadow light just now was just a daydream, because it seemed that the number of those undead had not decreased in the slightest.

The Dark Elf Commander bit his lip, since the last faction war, almost no one has seen such a large number of undead armies, and after thousands of years have passed, even the Dark Elves have rarely survived to the present day.

"These damn bones!" Cursing fiercely, the Dark Elf Commander had to draw his weapon, "Prepare to engage the enemy!" Magician prepare! ”

Under normal circumstances, the undead's methods of warfare are rudimentary, and these undead have little tactical approach, which has led other races to believe that the undead's heads are empty and useless except rotten brains.

But only veterans who have personally experienced camp wars understand that it is not that the undead do not know how to use their brains, but that they think it is unnecessary.

Any tactics are something that needs to be considered when the two sides are evenly matched, and the undead obviously don't have to worry about this problem.

According to the veterans, there is actually only one tactic for the undead, and that is quantity!

A thousand undead soldiers are not enough, then summon ten thousand! 10,000 is not enough, then 100,000! If it's not enough, then another 100,000!

It's that simple and crude!

Compared to soldiers of other races, they will be afraid, they will be afraid, they will be injured, they will run away, the undead soldiers will not worry about these problems at all, the undead soldiers will not ask for a living environment, they will not ask for enough food and clean water, they will not be afraid of injury and death, as long as the death force is enough to drive their bodies, these unintelligent undead soldiers will charge unstoppable, overwhelm the enemy with numbers, and then turn them into their companions.

In his previous life, Yu Bin, like many players, had personally experienced the kind of desperate, overwhelming undead, undead who couldn't be killed no matter how much they killed, and the weak ones only needed to be broken with a single slash, but it was enough to cut themselves to the prostration of the undead!

Therefore, in the previous life, almost all lord players were reluctant to meet the lord players of the undead clan, and every time they heard a burst of laughter from the other side, they said: "Give me A over!" "As long as you have a little bit of intelligence, you will turn around and leave.

And now, these dark elves have to face the same problem.

The dark elves, who are less than six hundred, have to face more than 10,000 undead, even if most of these undead are low-level undead such as skeleton zombie ghouls, but it still puts a lot of pressure on the dark elves, which is both physical and mental.

Fortunately, the terrain of the underground world limited the undead's results, and the not wide battlefield was not enough for the undead to gain enough room to maneuver, and the shadow mage's shadow spells also made up for the scarcity of the dark elves.

On the other side, Nador led two hundred shadow cavalry through an underground passage to the back of the undead.

Looking at the blue light that slowly disappeared into the darkness not far away, Nado's face changed from its previous awe, and showed a sinister smile: "Let those idiots of the Dere family face these skeletons, two teams of nearly six hundred elite soldiers, after the Throat Snatching Blade loses these soldiers, there is no way to compete with my Night Blade!" ”

However, before he could be complacent, a chill crept over him, making Nadeau shiver.

At the same time, on the top of the originally pitch-black passage, dense red points of light suddenly appeared.

"Ahh A scream came from not far away, and the sudden surprise caused Nado to turn his head in the direction from which the sound had come from, only to see a shadow descending from the sky and knocking a Shadow Trooper to the ground, and the scream was from the hapless Shadow Horseman.

"What's wrong?" Nadeau asked.

Before anyone could answer, it was like rain, and dense black shadows fell from the sky!

Nadeau quickly drew his sword and slashed open a black shadow that was rushing towards him, and only then did he finally see what these black shadows were.

Ghoul!

Unlike the ghouls Nadeau had seen before, these ghouls resembled a large ugly frog, with most of the flesh remaining on their bodies, and claws made of rudimentary pieces of iron on the tips of their limbs, palms and feet, which was why they were able to cling to the top wall.

The number of these ghouls falling from the sky was so large that Nadeau felt that the eye was full of these ugly guys, and although the shadow cavalry he brought was strong, they couldn't withstand this kind of surprise attack, and they were pulled off their mounts one after another, and had to become an infantryman, back-to-back to resist the attacks of these ghouls.

"Damn it, stop, stop! You damned undead! We are the Nightblade forces of House Kidal, your allies!! Nado shouted as he slashed through the ghouls that kept coming at him with his long sword.

The answer was a blue-black palm!

The powerful arm was like an iron rod, grabbing at Nado's head without any fancy gimmick, and when it was blocked by Nado's long sword, it even made a sound of gold and iron clashing, as if it was not an arm made of flesh and blood, but a weapon made of fine iron.

What appeared in Nado's eyes were zombies, these blue-black zombies were wearing simple iron armor, protecting their chests and heads, and they pressed up step by step.

"Iron Zombie!" Nado coldly called out a name, "Damn, who the hell are you?" ”

"I don't like prey with too much nonsense!" The zombie standing in front of Nado said slowly and clearly, which undoubtedly showed that this zombie was the same as Nado, and was also a hero-level existence, "You can't escape the end of death." ”

"Even if what you say makes sense, it can't hide the fact that you're a brainless zombie!" A shrill voice came from Nado's side, and Nado knew that it was the ghoul who had been split by himself just now, another heroic undead.

Nado no longer had the energy to take care of his men, and he couldn't even protect himself now: "Who are you?" Why are the regular legions of the undead here? ”

"I don't like answering questions."

"I think he should be allowed to die clearly!"

"Shut up, you two idiots!" A white ghost floated from the sky, another heroic undead, which made Nado completely desperate, "The master doesn't want to waste time like this anymore!" ”