Ten days passed in the blink of an eye, and during these ten days, the various students dealt with their injuries, and O'Cele and other well-known students among the students were also actively studying the art of war in order to defeat the Necromantic Knights.

And these ten days did not give Oseville much preparation, they came to the Whispering Forest again, looking at the strange and familiar forest, Osevi sighed deeply.

Their preparation this time is not inadequate.

After more than 1,000 students of the Dangerholtz School of Magic and Wizardry, they gradually drew a basic map of the Whispering Forest, and after various investigations, they decided to assemble in an open field in the south to resist the Necronomins.

According to the available information, the Necromantic Knights only come at night, and this time there are more than three hundred of them, which also makes Osewei and other student leaders feel a lot of pressure.

"How many classmates are here?"

O'Celeve commanded the members' positions in the center of the open space, and at the same time asked Li Lin, who was like a little secretary on the side.

When Li Lin heard this, he was stunned for a moment and immediately replied: "President, there are currently seven hundred and thirty-one colleagues who have come here to join us. ”

"Seven hundred and thirty-one..."

O'Cele read the number softly, sighed, and looked at the blood-stained sunset on the horizon, a little helpless: "It seems that this time our number is at most nine hundred." ”

After the last challenge, Otheve knew that the Necromantic Knights could not be seen with regular troops.

Although the defeat last time was more due to the disunity of the people and the imminent collapse at the touch of a button, this does not hide the fighting power of the Necromantic Knights.

Osseville patrolled the place where he intended to defend it, looked at the barrier made of makeshift felled trees, and asked, "Is the fence ready?"

"Barely around for a week. The student replied.

Oseve then asked, "What about our weapons?"

A magician's weapon is naturally a magic wand, but in this case, once hand-to-hand, the magic wand doesn't seem to work as well as a sword.

As a result, Osavi spent ten days with the other leaders in a plan to cut down wood and make blades, praying for a few Necro Knights in the event of a hand-to-hand encounter.

It was dark immediately, and during this time, the open space belonging to the students of the Dangerholtz School of Magic began to look like a fortress, and more and more students came to participate, gradually reaching eight hundred.

At this moment, O'Cele was full of confidence.

......

Xu Tian felt that Antonio was a little interesting.

It's ridiculous that Antonio should bring all the members of the Necromantic Order to compete with these little dolls of the Dangerholz School of Magic.

"Coming to give us heads again, is it interesting?"

To tell the truth, Xu Tian didn't really want to compete with Antonio's students, because it would be too time-consuming.

Not to mention anything else, Xu Tian's subordinates must ensure that the lives of Antonio's students are in danger, and they dare not make a death attack in the battle, which is already a serious unaccustomed to the necromantic knights, let alone anything else.

And Xu Tian had to go here to assist Antonio in his sports.

Without him, His Majesty the Supreme Majesty attaches great importance to this Dangerholtz Academy of Magic, so even if Xu Tian is unwilling to do so, he needs to honestly cooperate with Antonio's activities to play some small games with these little dolls who have not grown their hair.

Now Xu Tian no longer has the feeling he had yesterday, but commanded the knights on the left and right: "Charge, break them at once, and then we can go back!"

With Xu Tian's order, the necromantic knights rode their horses and whipped their whips, and the war horses roared out in an instant, Xu Tian's divine sense was also very wide, he easily found the place where the students of the Hortz School of Magic and Wizardry gathered, and commanded the necromantic knights to charge towards the open field in the south of the Whispering Forest.

"Rustle, rustle. ”

The sound of leaves floating came from afar, and Osevi listened carefully, feeling that something was wrong, and then a sound like an earthquake suddenly sounded, and Osevi instantly understood something.

"The opponent is coming, prepare!"

O'Celevi's voice instantly resounded throughout the camp, and the students of the Dangerholz Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry nervously picked up their staffs and looked nervously ahead, but their eyes were unwavering.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

The sound of the crossbow breaking through the air came from afar, and Othive's face suddenly froze when he heard the sound.

The last time the students of the Dangerholtz School of Magic and Wizardry were defeated because of a rain of arrows.

The students standing at the front of the fence turned pale and trembled when they heard the voice, but they did not leave their posts, but continued to hold on.

Some students put a magic shield on themselves because they were too scared, but they didn't run away, which made Osevi breathe a deep sigh of relief.

"Click, click. ”

Just like last time, the arrows hit three or four meters in front of the phalanx, and did not carry out any effective attacks on the students, which made Osewei breathe a long sigh of relief and his expression was very complicated.

If it was a real battlefield, O'Cele believed that the rain of arrows on the opposite side would definitely not miss, and these two missed shots were obviously the other commander's own.

"Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da. ”

The horse's hooves were bursting, and the distance was like a death knight crawling out of hell, the earth shook, and the blue ghost fire was hovering near the war horse, this scene made the students stunned and a little frightened.

"Don't be afraid, we have a horse fence to stop their battle..."

O'Celevi hadn't finished his morale-boosting words before he saw the necromantic knight at the front easily smash a horse fence, knocking out three or four students from the Dangerholtz School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"Bang bang bang!"

The moment the Necro Knight broke through the student's defense, all kinds of bells and whistles were instantly unleashed, and they looked colorful at night, as lively as fireworks during the New Year.

Holding her wand tightly, Osevi repelled the enemy with a thunderclap, leading the group to plug the gap, and shouted, "Hold the gap with defensive magic, don't let the enemy in!"

It is not terrible that there is a gap in the phalanx, but what is terrible is that this gap is not blocked in time but is getting bigger and bigger.

Thankfully, Osseville was able to solve the problem of the gap in the first place, and she took the lead in the charge, successfully blocking the gap and keeping the Necro Knight out.

Otheve breathed a deep sigh of relief, blocking the gap meant that there was no major problem in the short term, and just when she thought that she was going to push the Necromantic Knight back this time, she was shocked to find that the Necromantic Knight's large army had just arrived on the battlefield.

The iron-helmeted general in the center of the Necro Knight, who was like a starry moon, looked at the gap where she was, slowly drew his sword and pointed there, and said in Osevi's familiar and unfamiliar language: "Necromantic Knight, charge!"