If you are not afraid of god-like opponents, you are afraid of pig-like teammates.

As it turns out, this sentence really makes sense.

The walls of Dysom had been destroyed by the war fortress, and a large group of low-level undead had entered Dessom, which was supposed to be when Nakrellott and Luzlan stepped forward to carry out the task given to them by Darkan to mobilize the skeletons to fight hard, but the two abominations threw their business aside and still fought on the walls.

The two high-ranking undead are busy fighting among themselves, and the Twilight Bone Dragon's necromantic dragon power is oppressing the Bone Skeletons and causing the Bone Corps to lose most of their combat power, and the War Fortress continues his great feat of tearing down the city walls without pressure.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a group of skeleton warriors with bone armor and half-length round shields with meniscus bone knives climbed up the collapsed city wall, and snatched out the plague barrel next to the catapult at the moment when the city defense fell into chaos, and when the war fortress tore a gap in the city wall a hundred meters wide, they had already removed all the plague barrels on it.

Without the feared plague barrel, Leo suddenly freed his hands and feet, and with a banging sound, the dead bone skeletons exploded one after another, and the corpse explosion technique began to exert its might, and nearly a thousand dead bone skeletons were blown into pieces within a few breaths.

The walls torn apart by the war fortress looked like there was a big gap, but the hundred-meter-wide passage was too narrow for an army of undead with a huge number of 300,000, and more than ninety percent of the undead were blocked outside the walls.

It's not the way to go.

Leo narrowed his eyes slightly, since it was too much trouble to tear down the wall, then I will occupy the wall and open the city gate.

The army of undead who poured in towards Dysom began to diverge, and some of the undead climbed the city wall along the collapsed broken wall, because Leo had deliberately targeted the dead skeletons standing near the fracture of the city wall when he used the corpse explosion technique before, the low-level undead were not too hindered when climbing, and soon the groups of low-level undead filled the void that the corpse explosion technique had exploded.

Seeing that the low-level undead were constantly climbing the city wall, Leo stopped using the corpse explosion technique, and after absorbing a huge amount of death power and getting a lot of information about the death power from Goldfinger, he had a deeper understanding of the necromancer's spells.

However, many things are not that you can understand and can use them immediately, and when he used the corpse explosion technique to deal with the dead bone skeleton, he felt that although his corpse explosion technique had made great progress, it still did not reach the point where he could control the energy of the explosion at will, at best, it was only able to control the direction of the energy explosion more accurately. Can't even talk about precision, let alone control?

The low-level undead who climbed the city wall launched an attack on the defending bone skeletons, and were provoked by these low-level undead, and the bone skeletons did not hesitate to start a counterattack.

In the face of a top-level existence like the Bone Dragon, the Undead Bone Skeleton naturally didn't dare to resist too much, but in the face of a group of low-level undead Bone Skeletons of lower rank than himself, he had no scruples.

A bunch of tiny low-level undead dare to beat me? It's against you!

On the city walls, a fierce battle began between the skeletons of the dead and the low-level undead who kept climbing.

The advantage of the Skeletons is that they are higher and stronger, while the advantage of the lower ranks of the Undead is that they are outnumbered. After a bone skeleton kills two or three low-level undead, what awaits it is the siege of seven or eight low-level undead, even if he can kill these seven or eight low-level undead, but the seventeen or eighteen undead who have been waiting to be made up for a long time later, can it still deal with it?

The low-level undead's crowd tactics played a huge role at this time.

The skeletons of the bones, whose individual strength was much stronger than their opponents, were defeated and retreated in front of a large number of low-level undead, and the city walls gradually fell away.

Accustomed to using human warriors to deal with the enemy's undead scourges, they are deflated in the face of the tactics they are best at.

Leo smiled smugly, the necromancer should be like this, using the tactics of crowds to drown out all enemies. If there is something to do, the little brother will do his best, and the enemy's cannon fodder will be piled up, this is what I should do.

"You stupid people, be careful with me."

An arrogant voice came as Mirduran reprimanded the skeleton warrior who had brought back the plague barrel, and the commanding man who didn't know really thought that this guy was a bad guy.

Looking at the rows of tall wooden barrels of two people who had been returned like skeleton warriors, the faces of Furssell and the blood elf officers became extremely ugly, the plague barrel, a weapon of mass destruction used by the undead natural disaster, was like a thunderous existence for all races in the world.

Although the blood elves knew that Dysom must have plague barrels, they didn't expect that the number of plague barrels was actually as many as hundreds, if there was no undead cannon fodder driven by Leo, if they really wanted the blood elves to attack the city by themselves, when would Dessom be able to defeat it? Could it be that the Blood Elves must rely on the Forsaken who are also undead to subdue the Land of Ghosts?

The pride and self-esteem of the Blood Elves make them reluctant to rely too much on the strength of the Forsaken even if they are allied with the Forsaken, preferring to use their own hands to reclaim what is theirs unless necessary.

The Skeleton Warrior placed the plague buckets one by one, ignoring Mirduran and turning away, leaving a lewd skeleton messy in the wind.

Seeing this, a thought suddenly rose in Leo's heart, Mirduran of Silvermoon City can't stay any longer, this ruffian skeleton may follow him for a while, do you want to make up a reason to bring the skeleton warrior and skeleton mage out in a bright way, so that their figure is not limited to the stage of attacking Dysom this time?

Driving the undead as a human being, this matter is only afraid that it will set off a huge wave, so you can't be so impatient, you still have to act carefully.

After thinking about it carefully, Leo decided that this matter had to be put aside for a while, the matter was too big, and he had to plan before acting.

A powerful momentum suddenly emanated from Dysom, and feeling this astonishing momentum, Leo judged the strength of the other party - a legendary powerhouse whose strength was comparable to that of Varimasas.

"Luzlan, Nakrellot, what are you two idiots doing? Stop these intruders. ”

An angry voice echoed over Dysom, and upon hearing this, the two infighting haters hurriedly stopped scuffling.

Smack!

Smack!

At that moment, a strong wind came from above their heads, and before the two abominations could make a move, the tremendous force smashed their heads into shreds.

"Roar!"

A hundred-meter-long bone dragon entrenched itself on the city wall and let out a deafening roar as if demonstrating to Dessom, and with a flick of the dragon's tail, a group of dead skeletons were swept off the wall, and it was it that attacked Luzlan and Naklelot, killing the two abominations in one fell swoop.

"Damn, how could it be a bone dragon?"

The voice of anger sounded again, only this time with a hint of anger and corruption.

The sound of hula hula came from Dysom, and groups of creatures with dark purple wings shaped like giant bats flew out.

"Oops! Darkan has cultivated the giant bats of the Ghost Lands into gargoyles, which is not good, the Stone Wing Force has been formed, and the number of gargoyles in Daisom has only reached 20,000. ”

Seeing these creatures shaped like giant bats, Milduran exclaimed.

Fursser's face became heavy, 20,000 gargoyles were no joke, their presence was enough to determine the direction of this battle.

After taking off, the gargoyles had a wide field of vision, and they saw the plague barrels placed in front of the blood elf troops, and a large group of gargoyles were immediately killed, and their plans naturally did not need to be said.

Furssell became nervous, if the plague barrel was broken by these gargoyles, the situation would be extremely unfavorable to the blood elves, and the undead plague spread would force the blood elves to retreat.

Could it be that the great opportunity to capture Dysom was destroyed at the hands of this group of gargoyles?

No, I can't let that happen.

Fursel gritted her teeth, and she gestured to Herios and Oliphilos, and the Magisters and Farwalkers who had come with the army immediately met them and launched an attack on the stone-winged gargoyles flying in the sky.

In the face of the attack of the blood elf troops on him, the skin of the gargoyle began to petrify, and the gargoyle's natural stone skin technique instantly raised their defense to a notch, except for the Magus led by Oliphiros who could inflict enough damage on them, the Far Travelers of Herrios could only break their defenses.

The combat effectiveness of the Far Wanderer troops is very problematic.

Leo shook his head secretly, the Magister Legion is a veteran force of blood elves and deserves its strength, this time there are only ten Magus who come with the army, but they can kill sixty or seventy gargoyles every time. On the other hand, the Wanderer Force, which numbered tens of thousands of people, and its combat record was only two or three times that of the Magister Legion, and Haduron had a long way to go to make the Wanderer Army truly grow.

Seeing that the blood elf troops' anti-air attacks were not powerful, Leo naturally couldn't stand idly by.

Tens of thousands of magic attacks suddenly shot out from the dense army of the undead, fireballs, ice balls, electric balls, and poison balls instantly dyed the sky in color, and the stone-winged gargoyles flying over the heads of the army of the undead suffered a major blow. Tens of thousands of skeleton mages hidden in the army of the undead struck out in unison, and the gargoyles fell from the sky one after another like dumplings. Even if these falling gargoyles are not killed, they will not be able to rise into the air again, and a large number of low-level undead will drown them in an instant.

It's those skeleton mages!

Originally, seeing that the attack power of his troops was not enough to stop the gargoyle approaching, Fushisel's face was much more relaxed, although the attack power of the skeleton mage was not strong, but there were many of them, the gargoyle's stone skin technique had a high bonus to physical protection but not much bonus to magic protection, and tens of thousands of mid-level mages were enough to block most of the gargoyles.

The skull mage's attack relieved the pressure on the blood elves, but gargoyles still rushed towards them, screaming piercingly, and lunging towards the plague barrels placed on the ground.

"Stop them!"

Selin and a group of Blood Elf warriors stood by the Plague Barrel and killed the gargoyle when it came close, but this method was not safe, and the safety of the Plague Barrel was still not guaranteed.

(To be continued)