"Bone Kun, get out of here, don't let people break your skin. ”

Jumping from the skull of the Undead Swamp Giant Demon, Zhao Li casually commanded his mount.

Now Zhao Li is quite satisfied with the appearance of his mount, especially the pitch-black leather covered with most of Bai Sensen's bones, which looks both evil and majestic - but it can't be broken again, and if it is broken again, it will become a real "bone kun", so there is no sexy effect of holding the pipa and half covering the bones now.

Zhao Li, who was naked with his upper body and exposed white and strong muscles, walked towards the front line in the fierce battle with his young bald face and the sorrow of the hammer, and the undead servants along the way took the initiative to retreat to both sides and get out of the way.

“%...... ￥@！#··· Resurrect, warriors!"

As he walked, Zhao Li quickly chanted the spell of "Natural Disaster Descending".

Even though Zhao Li's "Natural Disaster Descending" spell casting distance is considered a hard injury, only a radius of more than a hundred meters, but this is already quite close to the position of the front line of the battle, a large number of undead servants and elite Western Nigadian soldiers died here, so the total amount of resurrection is still good, in an instant, Zhao Li's mana value was taken away by more than half.

On the front line of fierce confrontation, especially on the ground behind the Western Nigadian soldiers who were advancing on the front line, the corpses of those dead soldiers began to move slightly...

The situation at the forefront of Nigad was immediately reversed - many soldiers who were fighting against the undead demon minions on the front line suddenly felt a tingling pain in their ankles, thighs, and even their backs, and they turned around to see their dead comrades, holding weapons and sneaking attack.

As soon as such a situation appeared, it immediately led to a large commotion, coupled with the fearless and tireless frenzied attacks of the undead minions, the battle line that had been finally overwhelmed suddenly began to tilt towards the side of the Nigadians in the west.

"Hold steady, keep the array, supervise the team, and never allow you to retreat!"

Duke Ambury, who had stayed in the rear to command, shouted.

As a battle-hardened commander, Duke Ambery was accustomed to strong winds and waves, though the soldiers who had been resurrected as undead servants did not feel right to him - hadn't the dark wizard been killed, and the great monster had also arrived, where were the demon hunters?

However, as far as the actual threat is concerned, the sudden extra hundred undead minions, even if they were elite Nigadian soldiers in their lifetimes, for an army of tens of thousands of people, as long as the array is maintained and the morale does not collapse, the impact is not great, at best, it is the extent of stirring up a small splash.

"Protect the two court mages, stay vigilant at all times, mobilize my guards to join the battle, and the dark wizards will-"

Duke Ambury thought only a few seconds and immediately issued a new order.

As the Supreme Commander, he had to prepare for the worst-case scenario - for example, the Demon Hunter did not succeed in killing the Dark Wizard, but was killed instead, although he didn't think that this possibility would come true, but looking at the situation in front of him, he had to make this assumption.

However, the dark wizard should have been injured somewhat, and now there are two court mages who can fight him, so they must be protected.

As for mobilizing his personal guards into battle, those who can become Duke Ambery's guards are the most experienced veterans in battle, and these people play a much greater role as a pillar in small battles than ordinary soldiers, and are not easily disrupted by the undead servants who have risen from behind.

It's just that Amberly's order has not yet been delivered, and I saw that there was a new chaos at the place where the battle line in front of me was glued.

"No retreat! No retreat!"

"Retreat from the latter!"

"Go back, don't leave-"

The front line didn't know what was going on, and a large number of soldiers on the entire front line ignored the overseers who were supervising the battle on the flank, and they all let out loud screams of horror on their faces, turned around and fled.

In just an instant, the entire front line seemed to have completely collapsed, and although the soldiers in the rear were still holding their weapons high and moving forward, the soldiers who engaged the undead minions had completely lost their will to fight.

Whew!

The Warlords mercilessly shot many of the fleeing soldiers, and then they found that more and more were fleeing, and they simply didn't have time to shoot - but how was that possible?

It's not that the Western Nigadians are all fearless to death, but a collapse on a scale like this has never happened before, not to mention that there seems to be nothing special on the front line except for a wave of newly resurrected undead minions.

The collapse of the frontline soldiers led to the beginning of a massacre, and it was impossible for the frontline soldiers to escape - there were still a large number of soldiers rushing forward, so these people were immediately overwhelmed by the large number of undead minions.

Neither the Duke of Ambery nor any of the other commanders understood how this inexplicable collapse came about, and they could only put their hopes now on the soldiers who filled in the back—

"Help!"

"Run!"

"Oh my god—"

I saw that the soldiers behind rushed forward, and as soon as they came into contact with the monsters, they were instantly like being hit by a magic barrier, and they all dropped their weapons on the spot, shouted loudly and turned around and fled, and even stood trembling in fright, and were easily killed by the undead minions.

"What's going on? Stabilize the front!"

Duke Ambery shouted in amazement, but as he could see, all the soldiers who were close to the line of undead servants collapsed for no reason, and before they could even get close enough, they turned and fled with fear on their faces...

"What's going on!"

A court mage frowned, looking at the soldiers who had turned around and fled not far away, but were all knocked down by the undead servants, and said in puzzlement.

These Nigadian warriors are all elite soldiers, and it is impossible for them not to know the obvious truth that turning around is death, but what is the situation that makes the front-line soldiers collapse?

Although the two court mages were not on the front line, it was impossible to be too far away from the front line, otherwise they would not be able to carry out magical support strikes, and the soldiers on the front line continued to rout and flee, and the undead servants began to kill and advance wildly, which soon affected them.

"Master Mage, no matter what happens, we'll have to retreat first, don't you think?"

One of the knights serving as a guard drew his steel sword and slashed down a terrified Nigadian soldier who had fled before them, then suggested to the two venerable court mages.

Regardless of the development of the war, court mages are "important strategic materials", and unless there are special circumstances, there is no need to be in danger.