However, the bewildered coalition soldiers were just rushed by the blood on the battlefield, and they regained their senses, thinking that they were facing a corpse (cold, don't want to take advantage of the heat), and then looked at the corpse king and felt extremely disgusting!

They roared to wipe out the last guards around the Corpse King, and were about to rush forward and kill her.

Yang Hao in the crowd inadvertently glanced at the feet of the corpse king covered by the long skirt, the original skirt was torn, and Yang Hao was surprised to find that the feet of the corpse king were inserted into the soil like rhizomes, and suddenly a bad premonition appeared in his mind.

"Stand back!" He tried to shout, but it was too late.

The look of fear on the Corpse King's face disappeared, and the corners of his mouth curled into a grim smile.

Suddenly, dozens of red vines burst out from the ground, each stabbing at the unsuspecting coalition soldiers.

Except for two soldiers who were pulled by Yang Hao and escaped, none of the rest were spared.

Before the warrior could breathe hoarsely, he was drained of his body fluids and blood, and turned into a dried corpse!

The corpse king's face is always pale and flushed, just like the shy girl who leads the family, but this "girl" can eat people.

The red vines on the surface were nowhere near as long as those lurking underground, which made the coalition warriors misjudge, losing their lives and recovering from some of the Corpse King's injuries.

At this time, there were already a lot of plague corpses to come to their aid, and the coalition army divided most of the manpower to block it, leaving the most elite 100 people in the coalition army to besiege the corpse king.

After the red vine succeeded in the blow, he retreated underground, causing the warriors to hesitate and hesitate, but they were running out of time.

Ling Tian's situation is very bad, if he delays a little longer, the corpse group will retreat with the newly mutated plague corpses, and everything will be over!

Yang Hao used ultrasound to reconnoitre, and found that the position of the red vine in the ground was not deep, and when he looked at the corpse king who couldn't move, he suddenly had an idea in his heart.

He plunged his decapitating sword deep into the mud, invoking the magic power of his whole body to invoke the secret method, and continuously poured the 1,700-degree heat flames into the ground.

Witchcraft sustained flames do not require oxygen or combustibles, and magic is the fuel of last resort.

The high temperature quickly melted Yang Hao's location into a small magma pool, and at the same time, the underground soil layer was also melting, and under his control, it spread straight towards the location of the Corpse King.

The coalition soldiers retreated again and again, Yang Hao's flames would not hurt them, but the derived magma could.

Most of the red vines that lurked underground were burned to ashes in an instant, and the few that escaped from the surface were also burning.

The corpse king sensed the heat under her feet and struggled in pain, she tugged at her feet, trying to get off the ground, but this could not be done in a short time.

Finally, the heat ignited it, and the liquid in her body seemed to be extremely flammable, and the flames clinging to her body were like an alcohol blowtorch, rising three or four meters high, and the heat wave rolled in.

At first, she could scream twice, and then her vocal cords were burned, and she could only struggle and dance silently, gradually the delicate and pale cyan wood elf characteristic skin became charred black, and her body gradually shrank due to the loss of water, and curled up into an "art statue" only a few dozen centimeters high before she died.

Yang Hao used ingenious techniques to kill the corpse king who happened to be restrained by him and was seriously injured in a short time.

The group of corpses suddenly lost control and froze for a few seconds, then began to instinctively attack nearby living creatures.

The Ling Tian War Group seized the opportunity and rushed out of the position that was about to be overwhelmed by corpses, taking advantage of the opportunity of the corpses to be stupid, they cleared the surrounding plague corpses and reorganized the battle formation.

After several battles, there were still 30,000 corpses left, but without the command of the Corpse King, they were attracted by the fleeing humans, scattered and scattered, not at all the opponents of the coalition forces and Ling Tian, and they were gradually broken one by one.

After rescuing the besieged nearly 1,000 Hanxiang War Regiment and the remnants of the soldiers of the Third Corps, the speed of cleanup was faster, and there was not a single corpse in the town before nightfall.

In the end, the number of people was counted, in addition to the small losses of the coalition forces, the two major war regiments of Hanxiang and Ling Tian both lost more than two-thirds of their members, and only seven or eight hundred survived, and they were all wounded.

The Third Corps was the most tragic, originally full of 6,000 people, but now it is not even 500, so it can be said that it was lost in a battle!

The only thing to be thankful for is that Erimerk is still alive, and although the Corpse King tries to infect him, his strong body has resisted voodoo, and I am afraid that only the plague doctor can transform him by himself.

However, he is still in a coma, and he is being cared for by the soldiers of the 3rd Corps, and it is estimated that he will not wake up in a short time.

Yang Hao looked at the miserable situation of the soldiers of the Third Corps, and sighed in his heart: "Why doesn't Ramok City send reinforcements, even if there is a threat from the Orc Empire, the enemy can't come in an instant, just a wizard-level person, it won't be so miserable!" ”

"Commander Yang, you really can't blame the general in the city, he is already in danger by transferring the Third Corps."

After the battle, Chu Xiong and Yang Hao introduced themselves to each other, and after a conversation, both of them admired each other a little, and the relationship improved quickly.

"The Orc Empire stationed in Cotton Fortress is the Wyvern Legion of the Blackstone Tribe, the entire legion has a total of thousands of bipedal Wyverns, and their head is the patriarch of the Blackstone Tribe - Hassa, a wizard-level shaman, and the bipedal Wyvern King under the seat also has quasi-wizard-level strength.

They can really fly to Ramok City in one day, and the defense in the city must not be relaxed, and there are many orc spies. In a few words, Chu Xiong briefly explained the grim situation that Ramok City was facing at all times.

"Orc spies? Can they blend in? "For the first time, Beard knew that there were still orc spies in the city, and he suddenly felt that he had been in vain for so long.

"Hey, there are always people who can't stand the temptation, or want to take revenge on society, and are in the same nature as the traitors in the past."

"Isn't that a human traitor?" Yang Hao concluded.

After a day of scuffle, the spirits of both the player and the NPC were exhausted, and after hastily distributing the loot, they all found a place to rest.

Yang Hao also got some of the body fluid essence of the plague corpse, but the strange thing was that the corpse king didn't drop any special items.

At night, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and the sculpture-like corpse of the corpse king looks extremely terrifying in the night.

Suddenly, in the blackened and hardened soil nearby, a small bag bulged, and a flat-headed burrowed plague corpse popped up, sniffed carefully, and after making sure that no one was there, it quickly rushed out of the hole.

In his right hand, he held a fist-sized ball of dark red flesh, and the tiny tentacles on the ball swayed weakly.

The digging plague corpse looked deeply at the direction of Yang Hao's camp, and after a few seconds, he jumped into the darkness and headed in the direction of the orc empire, and his figure quickly disappeared.