Creatures, dead souls. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Instinctively, the living beings hate the dead and get up from the ground, and the dead do not kill any living beings, as if the first duty of the resurrection is to turn all living beings into dead souls.

Hill City, surrounded by hundreds of thousands of undead skeletons, a group of undead who act on instinct, when a team of kobolds appeared in front of them, they were like hungry wolves who had not eaten for more than ten days, frantically pounced.

The black mist of Hill City was in front of them, and the kobold warband that was the pioneer of the road could no longer move forward, from the front of the eyes, and then to the end of the field of vision, all of them were surging white waves, filling the entire eye, a thousand? Five thousand? Ten thousand? Thirty thousand? It is estimated that there are 80,000 undead skeletons, and as the roar of the undead comes and goes, the farther undead skeletons are surging in waves, and maybe they will eventually become hundreds of thousands of undead skeletons!

The commander of the kobold battle division looked around sadly, the reorganized regiment of three thousand people, here and now, less than eight hundred, it stands to reason that one or two percent of the casualties were killed, with the personality of the orcs, the leader of the lead has already retreated with the troops, if the casualties are three or four percent, the king of heaven Lao Tzu can't pull the pace of their rout, the rout all over the mountains, if it is more than half of the casualties, even if you are the dog and his father, I'm sorry, I don't know, start to lose your armor, drill when you see a hole, and run when you see the road. There is no way back, six or seven percent of the casualties have been killed, the orcs have completely abandoned the camp, wagging their tails and begging for mercy, decisively judging the enemy, and even turning around, killing their own leaders first, acting as a surrender, and saving their lives.

The kobold division was already the lightest casualty, with eight hundred remaining from three thousand, but the casualty rate was as high as seven or eight layers. Is there any fact that this desperate team in front of us does not dare to do?

"Wang---" The kobold division commander had a hoarse throat and roared indistinctly: "Stop, immediately inform the Marquis, deputy commander, you, divide a hundred people, go to the hill on the left to see the situation, how far the pursuers are behind, and how thick the undead skeletons in front are." ”

The order of the commander of the kobold division was not completed, and the exhausted kobold warriors had just taken a step out of their own formation, and the undead skeleton of the white waves slapped at once, and they could no longer find a trace of the kobold's figure.

Hissing -- The piercing arrows took off from the hands of the commander of the kobold division, swaying in all directions under the blizzard, and were about to be drowned by the storm at any time, looking precarious, and the arrows that could have been shot at a height of 50 meters were knocked down by the storm at a distance of 30 meters, and fell silently.

Hissing -- Three arrows took off at the same time, representing the unyielding and unwilling of the kobold warlords, but they were so anxious that they had obviously moved away from the team and failed to enter Hill City for help as they wished, but were surrounded by a sea of undead skeletons, and were in danger. Even the team closest to them knew nothing about their danger.

The sound of the arrow was again drowned by the storm.

Ye Xiaofei heard it, and the arrow sounded faster than a rapid sound in his ears, and many soldiers heard it, and the faint cry for help in the blizzard.

However, as soon as they rushed out of the mountain road, the team that crossed the plain like Hill City had to stop, and the undead skeletons behind them surrounded the mountains and fields, and in front, an orc army that did not know where it came out was already blocking the only road.

Black Moon Army!

The first person is the night moon!

The remnants of the Fourth and Fifth Army Corps were immediately flanked by the front and rear, and the regiments were surrounded.

The sound of the arrows, as if the storm was being wrapped up in a sound and sent farther away.

In Hill City, in the city square, in front of the Altar of the Dead Dragon, Pavel, the Terror Knight, and Idar, the Necromancer, stand side by side, their eyes fixed on an amethyst skeleton in the huge altar: the dragon lich Samast.

The purple fire swayed, and suddenly ignited the entire Death Dragon Altar. This is the product of the combination of the Dragon Altar and the Riding Spirit Pool, a super composite magic array used to train the fragile undead skeleton into a terrifying class: the Dead Dragon Knight.

The Skeleton Knight is advanced to the Death Knight, and the Death Knight can generally be advanced to a high-level version of the Terror Knight, or a low-level version of the Death Dragon Knight.

Millions of undead skeletons have a terrifying knight, and it is so difficult to become a terrifying knight. There is only another way to force the refining of a low-level version of the Dead Dragon Knight.

There are hundreds of thousands of dead skeletons outside the city, and there is no shortage of materials, the only thing missing is the dead dragon altar that can refine the dead dragon knight.

The dragon altar of the dragon lich Samast and the riding pool of the terrifying knight Pavel have fused and failed three times.

Seeing the critical moment, the purple flame on the huge Death Dragon Altar suddenly disappeared, and the dragon lich Samast, who was sitting in the middle of the altar, suddenly swelled with a serious reddish-purple soul fire, and suddenly the entire Amethyst Skull fell into flames.

The dragon lich Samast interrupted the reproach of the two men, "I have sensed a hundredfold from the altar, I have an orc legion from the north, and it is constantly being hit by the wave of undead skeletons. ”

Pavel, the horror knight, looked at the materials that had turned into ruins all over the ground in annoyance, and said dissatisfiedly: "Do you know that our chances are running out, more than a month has passed, and we haven't taken the first step, and sometimes the orc army that doesn't have long eyes breaks in by mistake?" You deserve to die! ”

"But," the dragon lich had already hurriedly stepped down from the altar, and said, "It's the banner of the Marquis, the orcs who fought us before, their weapons and armor are the best I've ever seen, yes, they must be them." ”

"Marquis?" The necromancer Idar was overjoyed and said, "The Marquis is here?" It is estimated that it is going to be fruitful, we try it for a month or like this, how to explain it? ”

"No," the dragon lich Samast had already walked in front of his subordinates, and he didn't look back: "Seven miles north of the city, the Marquis was intercepted by another group of orcs and besieged by the group," he lowered his voice and roared at his subordinates: "Order, our soldiers in the south of the city, assemble in ten minutes, and rush to the battlefield in twenty minutes to rescue the Marquis!" ”

Before the dragon lich Samast's subordinates left, Pavel, the terror knight, and Idar, the necromancer, each left a curse, and their figures had disappeared from their places.

Woo woo woo ―――――― low, piercing, and killing horns of the undead quietly bloomed, overpowering the light of the blizzard in one fell swoop, enveloping the whole city.

Hill City, the behemoth known as the City of Death, quietly operates.

Hiss

In less than three minutes, the first cavalry team slammed open the city gate and plunged into the boundless sea of undead skeletons, a purple flame burned, and even people and horses instantly turned into a large purple fireball shining in all directions, as if from hell, and on his side were eight hundred death knights firmly guarded.

As the necromancer Idar raised his magic staff, the purple fire all over his body suddenly reversed, merging into the purple ** staff, and the next moment, the top of the extremely dazzling magic wand quietly bloomed with eight hundred purple flame filaments, which submerged into the eight hundred death knights on the side of the arch guard.

Boom, boom

The sound of horses' hooves shook the night sky at once, and the eight hundred death knights were like a united heart, and even the horse's hooves rose and fell so amazingly that the ground trembled, as if a giant picked up a huge hammer and struck the ground regularly.

"Idar has taken the natural ability of shit luck!" The terrifying knight Pavel scolded enviously, turned around, and the skeleton cavalry behind him had already assembled, saving people like fighting fire, and he couldn't wait, and the horn of the undead suddenly released a short attack order.

The skeleton cavalry came out like a wave from the east to the west, and the three city gates rushed out, and on the north side, the terrifying knight Pavel took the lead, galloping on horseback, trampling the corpses of his kind, and brazenly stepping on a bone-shattering avenue.

The dragon lich Samast could only stand helplessly at the head of the city, watching the two great undead disappear into the blizzard, while his warriors and mages were still assembled.

"All out of the city--" The dragon lich Samast couldn't wait, in line with how many and how much, he couldn't lose face, and suddenly the undead warriors who were not bound by war horses jumped down from the city wall one by one, looked at the back and rushed, no matter what formation, cooperated, and ran away.

"Idar, shitty Sarmat, one day I'll secretly hide all your horses' hooves--"

――――――

"Lord Marquis, you leave us alone, let's go--" The silver-haired wolf deputy legion leader hung a submachine gun on his chest, and blocked Ye Xiaofei with his sturdy body.

The surviving soldiers of the Fourth and Fifth Legions hugged tightly into a group, and glared at the person in front of them with the same hatred - Night Moon!

The fire dragon obviously didn't kill the night moon, and no one could ignore the existence of spirit weapon-level armor.

Carrying a brand-new straight-edged machete, Yeyue swaggered out of the storm, looking at the exhausted remnants of the army who had not eaten for a day, laughing.

"Ye Xiaofei, I know you are inside, come out to die!"

Like God's gesture of judging sinners, the contemptuous expression, the disdainful tone, at once angered the Fourth and Fifth Legions, wolves howled one after another, dogs barked, cattle stamped and roared. The beasts were excited, and they actually pressed back against the night moon with their meager strength.

The back of Ye Xiaofei's hand grabbed the left and right personal soldiers, fought, and quietly sent him out while the chaos was in chaos.

The Marquis can't die! The wish of all orcs, as long as the marquis is sent to Hill City, will not die, for this reason, every orc clenched his weapon and glared angrily: Come here! Lao Tzu's weapon specializes in cutting off heads.

Yeyue was startled, and subconsciously took half a step back, feeling that countless fierce beasts on the opposite side were ready to pounce at any time, but the Black Moon Army behind him was surprised: The leader is instigated?

Hearing this, Yeyue was annoyed and angry in her heart, and took two steps forward, with a figure of two meters and three, holding a straight-edged machete, and roared angrily: "Looking for death, for the sake of the same clan, hand over Ye Xiaofei and spare you from death." ”

The beast roared in the sky, and the Fourth and Fifth Legions used the words they had just learned from the mouths of human hooligans to scold: "Uncle Cao Ni" and "Roll the calves!" "Oh shit, death row inmate!" ――――――

Ye Xiaofei was stunned on the spot, cow mooing, wolf howling, dog barking, boiling, scolding with different accents, obviously these orcs who knew that they were dead end, they couldn't use their mouths to scold each other to death first.

Ye Yueqi trembled, if he wasn't afraid that Ye Xiaofei would take advantage of the chaos to slip away, how could he talk to these inferior traitors, he would simply dirty his mouth, but, this group of obscene orcs who don't know what to do.

"Kill!"

The encirclement of the inner three layers and the outer three layers slowly tightened, and the 10,000 Black Moon Army and the 30,000 or 40,000 Undead Skeleton Army surrounded and killed the Fourth Legion and the Fifth Legion of less than 6,000.

Some warriors are annoyed that they should not have lost their weapons, or that they should have fought to the death a long time ago, instead of waiting for the running strength and the current situation of losing their armor, but the blade in their hands is always facing the enemy.

Ye Xiaofei broke free from the shackles of his own soldiers on the left and right, and suddenly jumped out of the formation, and the deputy commander of the silver-haired wolf behind him was about to rush out and pull Ye Xiaofei back.

A stop gesture that forced him to obey orders.

Ye Xiaofei retracted the gesture of stopping, and stood proudly between the two armies, in the midst of the snowstorm, his eyes were calm, and he looked at the enemy troops all over the mountains and fields without panic, as well as the night moon.

"Have you regained your spiritual powers?" Yeyue lowered her body and asked vigilantly.

"One or two layers restored," Ye Xiaofei replied honestly, silently taking a step forward, as if to let the other party hear more clearly, and take a good step.

Ye Yue was so frightened that she took two steps back, put the straight-bladed machete in front of her, put on a defensive posture, and shouted, "Restore one or two layers? Would you be so arrogant? Ye Xiaofei, exchange your life for the life of the orcs behind you, you can cut yourself! ”

"One for six thousand?" Ye Xiaofei, who was forced to a dead end, outlined a sad smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "It seems that I earned it." ”

"You're making a lot of money."

Ye Xiaofei's sword quietly appeared, the hot flames of the Dou Ling Sword were so crimson and cruel, and the white mangs of the Living Spirit Sword were so poignant and powerless.

The sword, as if feeling the despair of its master, buzzed, with a radius of three meters, and the silence was terrifying, and even the blizzard could not disturb it in the slightest.

The red and white sword lights poured into each other, filling the surrounding three meters, and they had to refuse all damage.

"Can you win the sword in my hand?" Ye Xiaofei asked, stroking the double swords with pity.

"Can't!" Ye Yue couldn't help but take three steps on her hind legs, and saw the breath of death from the edge of the twin swords.

"Can you win my army?" Ye Xiaofei asked, not looking back. I don't see the slightest ripple.

"If you don't die, they will die!" Night Moon roared confidently, boasting two steps ahead, as if it were an irresistible fact.

Accompanying his voice was the earth-shattering roar of the Black Moon Army, a front-line legion, which indeed had such ability.

"Hahaha--" Ye Xiaofei suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, laughing so much that Yeyue couldn't be so confident anymore, and laughed so much that the Black Moon Army unconsciously stopped talking.

In the vast snowstorm night, in the distance, in the direction of Hill City, a purple fireball like the ground in my heart rushed sharply, constantly approaching, constantly magnifying, from the point the size of a fingernail to the size of a palm!

Ye Xiaofei pulled out his double swords, hurriedly retreated to his main formation, and shouted: "All the troops are fighting, our reinforcements have arrived ――――――"

Boom――――――

Boom――――――

Ten thousand horses galloped, the ground shook the mountains, the horse's hooves flew, and the sound shook the world.

The Black Moon Army could not have imagined that when they looked back, the overwhelming cavalry sprayed in, like a beast that had been dormant for a long time, and like a flood that was ready to erupt, pouring for thousands of miles.

Pavel, the terrifying knight, galloped with thousands of iron horsemen, turned his head, and saw the eight hundred death knights of the necromancer Idar, who was one step ahead, breaking into the enemy army at the junction of the Black Moon Army and the undead skeleton, like a sharp scalpel, cutting precisely, and killing it unimpeded.

The necromancer Idar entered, and the Marquis's safety was guaranteed.

The terrifying knight completely sank his heart, despised the thousands of troops, and with a wave of his hand, thousands of skeleton cavalrymen with spears and launched a mad death charge.

"Gather! Don't get scattered, hold the Marquis' banner high! Fast! Ye Xiaofei hurriedly shouted, the cavalry tide of the landslide, even he felt scared.

"Lord Marquis!" The purple flame representing the necromancer fluttered through the Black Moon Army's defenses and came in front of the Fourth and Fifth Legions, which were huddled together.

The Black Moon Army, the Undead Skeletons, the Skeleton Cavalry, the Death Knights, the Fourth and Fifth Legions, like a hodgepodge, in the midst of a blizzard, you have me, I have you.

"Lord Marquis," Idar finally lowered his magic wand, and suddenly the dazzling purple fire quietly passed, revealing an amethyst skeletal body.

"Idar, I knew you were back!" Ye Xiaofei excitedly stepped forward to hug him, and suddenly felt the aftermath of his life.

"Your Excellency," said Idar, "the Terror Knight Pavel is using his cavalry against the orcs in front of him, and it will take a little time for the army of the dragon lich Samast to arrive, so we should leave here for your safety." ”

Ye Xiaofei nodded, his position at this time was the core of the chaotic storm, once the Black Moon Army freed up his hand, he pounced in turn, and attacked back and forth, not dead or disabled.

"Okay, you get out of the way, let's go."

"Death Knight! After the break! Idar got back on his horse and said, "My lord, I'll go get rid of those annoying grasshoppers, and you go quickly." ”

Ye Xiaofei led his troops to the south, following the road broken by the Death Knight.

Since Idar got on the horse, he sat on the back of the horse in a daze, and only after a long time did he slowly wave his magic wand.

The purple flames were burning, and with Idar's strokes, a ten-meter giant array suddenly appeared in the sky in front of him, and the blazing purple flames released the irresistible undead pressure.

The terrifying knight Pavel saw that Idar's huge movements immediately caused a huge siege, but he had a lingering look on his face, and ordered him not to run in the direction of Idar if he died. As if he was afraid of the huge magic array that had not yet taken shape, he cursed secretly: "Crazy Idar--"

Eight hundred death knights tried their best to protect them, and they fell one by one, and the magic array was completed little by little, and the terrifying coercion had frightened most of the undead skeletons to hesitate.

Ye Xiaofei glanced at it hurriedly, almost unable to walk in fright, and said secretly: "Are you crazy?" That's right, did this guy Idar successfully step into the feather level above the micro level? Then this magic array ――――――"

Boom ――――――

The undead skeletons in pursuit suddenly shook collectively, as if the ground had bounced them up, and then, a violent explosion was overwhelming, and purple flames were transmitted from one skeleton to the next, and in an instant, all the undead skeletons within a kilometer were turned into ashes and disappeared.

The Purple Fire Magic Array in the sky didn't know when it would disappear, and it was replaced by a huge pit of more than 100 meters on the ground, as well as the destruction that radiated out.

One blow covers a kilometer, and this is the horror of a feather-level mage.

Purple represents nobility, and purple flame represents status.

Idar walked to that station, the purple flames were blazing, and no undead skeleton dared to cross the thunder pool for half a step.

Ye Xiaofei's remnants broke through the encirclement without hindrance, went around in a circle, and hid behind the cavalry of the terrifying knight Pavel.

The warriors and mages of the dragon lich Samast pounced in an endless stream, rushing straight to the scattered Black Moon Army that had stubbornly resisted and was being charged by the cavalry.

The war seems to have moved away from Ye Xiaofei and his army.

The skeleton cavalry of the horror knight Pavel held back the pace of the Black Moon Army, besieging it in groups, and the tactics of the Sea of the Undead were vividly displayed in the hands of the dragon lich Samast.

Behind him, hundreds of thousands of undead skeletons outside Hill City should have rushed over listening to the voice, or the dragon lich secretly mobilized, ten layers inside and three layers outside, surrounding the Black Moon Legion.

The white waves came one after another, and the Black Moon Army peeled off layer by layer like an onion.