In the early morning, mist weaves through the thin woods.

After a bitter winter, the trees here showed a kind of emaciation, old age, and withering, and if it weren't for the little green of the branches that gave them a hint of life, they would have become dead trunks. I don't know where a few birds are shouting excitedly, as if they have found some insects that are not afraid of death and are competing for fun. The weather was indeed very warm, and those wintering insects didn't care about the possibility of a cold snap coming again, and crawled out slowly with their fat bodies, but it just gave those birds a chance to replenish their nutrition.

A small group of silver wolf heavy horsemen replaced the heavy inner armor and replaced it with a light cotton soft lining, and walked easily through this sparse and ancient woods. Thirty-four people, which happens to be the standard patrol configuration of three squads. Of course, the one who can be sent out by Jerry to find out the situation must be the most elite man in the Silver Wolf Legion. A golden third-order knight led the team, three silver fifth-order knights served as team leaders, and the team members were all official bronze fourth-order knights or above, such a patrol team, if only on the mainland, the strength was very strong.

The young Golden Knight, whose face was already full of the vicissitudes of war, raised his head and listened carefully, and after a while, he frowned and asked, "Listen, do you have any strange sounds?" A few birdsong came, and the forest seemed more quiet; the breeze swayed, and a dozen dead leaves stuck to the branches slowly drifted down and fell on the somewhat moist ground; the mist was gently pushed by the wind, and flowed between the trunks of the trees, and flowed into the depths of the woods.

The knights became nervous, and the three silver knights held pure steel spears in their hands, and led their subordinates to quickly arrange a small three-point formation, and their keen eyes swept towards the secluded woods. However, they could even hear the sound of dead leaves falling to the ground, but there were no other unnatural sounds other than these natural sounds.

The Golden Knight frowned, nodded slowly, and said, "Perhaps, I heard it wrong. His tone was uncertain, but he swore he did feel as if a drum was coming from somewhere. Well, it's not even a drum sound, it's just a sound similar to a drum. It's very faint, but it seems to be stepping on his heart, and there is a suffocating, very uncomfortable feeling. It smelled like a nightmare at night.

The knights slowly loosened their tense muscles, glanced at each other, and smiled as they rode their horses through the woods. It seems that today is safe and sound, and if you go back, you will just be in time for a hot breakfast. Thinking of the warm wine and the freshly roasted golden lamb chops, the knights were very careful, clamped their thighs without the captain noticing, and urged the horses to speed up a little. After all, although they are all battle-hardened warriors, it is not very wonderful to get up and patrol in the somewhat cold wind before dawn.

The Golden Knight smiled silently, his thighs were also slightly forced, and he was about to urge the war horse to gallop away, when a subtle, drum-like sound suddenly sounded behind him. Instinctively, he drew his saber and slashed it back. When that voice sounded, it was already less than ten feet behind him, and it was not enough for him to fight back with a gun. A fierce wind 'whoosh' broke through the air, and a fist-thick pure steel spear stabbed heavily into the sword, and the terrifying power directly smashed the well-forged war sword, and then the spear sank heavily into the back of the golden knight's heart, bringing out a bright blood spring.

The thirty-three knights froze for a moment, then drew their swords and turned their horses to charge at the enemy. The sudden attacker ignored the knights, and pressed the spear down with one hand, thus shattering the body of the golden knight and the horse he sat on into pieces of flesh at the same time.

The knights were furious, and they roared and rushed at the strange enemy in front of them. It was indeed strange, his whole body was shrouded in a thick, seemingly two-inch thick iron armor, except for the red lifeless light in his eyes, his whole body was black and did not show a trace of skin, and even the war horse he sat on was wrapped in a thick chain armor, and he couldn't see the color of his coat at all. The knights just wondered: "Such a suit of armor, at least a thousand pounds in weight, who can wear him to fight?

They didn't have time to think about anything more, for a group of fifty black knights rode out of the woods. Such a heavy equipment, such a heavy body, but the sound under the horse's hooves is extremely small, if you look closely, it seems that you can see a black cloud of fog and a faint flame around the horse's hooves, maybe that's why.

Fifty black lightning pierced through the air, and the thirty-three Vant's Silver Wolf Knights had no strength to resist at all, and their bodies were pierced by the power of this inhuman terrifying spurt... Flesh and blood splattered. Six pure steel spears stabbed the black knights, three of them, and the bayonets from the three silver knights pierced the iron armor two inches behind and penetrated the black knights' bodies. But these terrible enemies just twisted their spears with one hand at random, and then continued to move forward.

Heavy horses' hooves trampled on the knights' corpses, mixing their flesh with dirt. Thirty-three horses that had lost their owners wandered helplessly in place, neighing softly. In the faint sound of horses' hooves, a large group of about 20,000 black knights mixed with countless skeletons and zombies walked over, the strong dead air and the monstrous smell of corpses made the war horses scream a few times, and turned their bodies and rushed towards the 'Iron Castle' defense line. Dozens of bone spears shot out of the zombies, and the horses were nailed to the ground in a murderous laugh.

The Black Knight, the undead knight who resurrected from the bodies of fallen criminals, is the most powerful force in the necromantic class other than the Ghost Dragon. Born with additional death attributes such as 'fear', 'shock', 'weakening', 'disease', 'lifesteal recovery', etc., it is known as the absolutely invincible cavalry legion on the battlefield. There are a total of 230,000 black knights, and the source is those sin knights who were ambushed and killed by Thunder. Styl Deth and the others were still hesitating whether it was worth sacrificing hundreds of thousands of clansmen for such a cavalry team, but Lei had done them a great favor, and they didn't need to hesitate.

The Undead Knights, the same sinners use to lure the killer team and finally give them the bait to wipe them out. The killers, who are eager to find out the strength of the criminals, are not afraid of being surrounded by people at all with their strange skills. But under the endless pursuit of the undead knights who don't know tiredness and hard work, these incomparably elite killers can only be surrounded and annihilated.

At the western, eastern, and middle ends of the Iron Fortress' defensive line, the sentinels standing on the towers above the fortress suddenly saw a dense forest appear on the horizon. If you look closely, it is not a forest at all, but countless weapons and human bodies that are raised diagonally upward. Two hundred and thirty0,000 black knights are attacking in the center, the orc team is in the east, and the dwarf team is pretending to attack in the west, which is the wishful thinking of the criminals. In the central defense line, the sinners have also invested more than five million necromantic troops, many of which are necromancers who have been blessed by the elves and can use some low-power necromancy or natural magic.

The sentries sounded their sirens almost simultaneously, sounding the alarm bells. The earth-shattering sound of the alarm shook the entire 'Iron Fort' defense line, and the originally empty and seemingly empty defense line was immediately filled with coalition soldiers who had just eaten breakfast and were resting. The soldiers looked at the endless sea of people in the distance, and their hands clutched their weapons tightly.

When the alarm came, Lei had just gnawed ten catties of braised pork, poured five catties of spirits, and then carried a boulder with tens of thousands of catties to do post-breakfast exercise there. Hearing the alarm, he casually threw the boulder out, grabbed the 'Lionheart' and his longbow, and roared and led a dozen of his own guards knights to the front of the defensive position. The Rocats and the others were almost hit by Ray's boulder, and by the time they avoided the stone, Ray had already run without a shadow.

Rokat stomped his feet in anger and roared: "Damn, he is the main general, how can he go to the front line of battle? Isn't this a joke? Ingle, you sit in the command headquarters and mobilize your forces at any time, Beamon, the heavy infantry will be handed over to you, Lord Karubb, the heavy cavalry deployed by the Dragon Legion is up to you, Alexandria, Alexandria... Alexandria?" "Where can you still find Alexandria?" He had been following Ray like a ghost for a long time, and he didn't know where he had gone.

Rokat was so angry that he sharpened his teeth, Alexandria was not here, how could the heavy infantry division directly under Alexandria from a certain unlucky grand duke be obedient? Rokat roared: "The heavy infantry of the two divisions directly under Alexandria, transfer me to the front line, anyway, where the others are, see how he uses them... Lord Gothia, you must not run, with Lord Groot by Ray's side, you must be responsible for leading the longbowmen to cover the front line. ”

Gosia shrugged his shoulders and muttered dissatisfiedly: "I'm just the leader of the guard, I'm not a battle general... If Lord Lei loses a single hair, even if I kill 10,000 enemies, I will still be derelict in my duty... Oh come on, you're the head now, I'll listen to you. ”

Rokat glanced at Gosia fiercely, nodded and said, "That's good." Ingle, sent someone to inform the Cretan that the two reserve legions he led were ready to attack at any time. Ingle, you never put the reserve army in the back to watch the excitement, if you have the chance, let them stab me from the flank... Hmm, how far is the nearest reserve division from us?"

Ingle nodded: "Don't worry, the nearest reserve division is only thirty miles away from us, in our southeast direction, if they attack, just give the sinners a little color from the north." However, if such a plan is to be made, it must be planned in advance, and the farthest reserve division is a hundred and forty miles away from us, and it will take some effort to inform them. Those damned magicians don't want to waste any magic power, and to say that using magic power to deliver orders is an insult to their noble magicians. ”

Rokat said viciously, "Kill them, then, if they refuse to expend their noble magic to deliver orders, kill them, what I need now are obedient subordinates... Unfortunately, we don't have an obedient commander. Alright, brothers, go get busy. ”

Several heavy fists with iron gloves slammed into each other, and after striking a wisp of sparks, they each led the people out of the room. Kalubu trembled with excitement, he understood that he had lived a life of grievances, and then it was easy to meet such a good student as Lei, so that he could show his skills in the battle of the three principalities in the southeast, and now, it was time to show his value. To make greater military achievements, to obtain greater fame and rewards, this is the only thought in the heart of Karubu, a rough man.

What about the other generals? In the same way, they didn't think of anything else at the moment, all they thought about was that the time had come to make a difference. Only Rocat's thoughts were slightly different: "Lord Lei is the head of our family, the greater the credit we make, the higher the status of the adults, right? For the sake of the adults and our own reputation, we must win this battle well." ”

At this moment, Lei was already roaring in the front position, and in a short period of time, he ran wildly for five miles, and the dozen or so guards behind him were all skilled in the fourth order of gold, and they almost couldn't breathe in one breath. Only Alexandria, dressed in light leather armor and with a serious face, and Alexandria with loyal and fanatical worship in his eyes, followed as if nothing had happened.

Ray picked up a soldier who was in a bit of a hurry to carry a bundle of arrows but didn't know where to send them, and threw him into a damp dirt pit. Thunder roared: "Soldiers, what are you messing about? What are you panicking about? Isn't there just some in front of you... Hahahaha, behold, minotaurs, kobolds, sheep-headed men, horse-headed men, isn't the meat of these beasts what you eat every day?

Crazy laughter suddenly spread throughout the entire front-line position, and the soldiers shouted one after another: "Lord Lei is here, Lord 'God of War' is here... He said, "Are we going to be afraid of a plate of food?" Hahaha, how can we be afraid of tender steaks? hack them, hack them, hack them... The soldier who was a little flustered just now jumped up with a red face and roared: "Damn, brothers, the steak is here... Shouldering the thick bundle of arrows, he rushed towards a repeater.

Lei nodded with satisfaction, and tore off the thin clothes on his body casually, he didn't bother to wear armor at all now, anyway, the armor was torn on the upper body, so it was better to save a little. Shirtless, he raised the long sword in his hand, strode forward a few steps, and yelled at the strongest minotaur at the front: "Steak, I like steak... You, a guy with horns on your head, a tail behind your buttocks, and a guy who hasn't bathed all your life, dare to compare yourself with my uncle? Hahahaha, don't you dare?

Bill, the Great Chief of the Orc Clan, was seriously wounded by the killer, and this young Minotaur was none other than Bill's eldest son, Bea, one of the toughest warriors in the Minotaur Clan. Seeing that Lei was challenging him, he didn't look down on the human race on the mainland at all, and he just assigned a subordinate to fight. Biya was a little depressed and stuck his battle axe on the ground, and his chin rested on the handle of the axe. Hades asked them to feint and didn't need them to kill the enemy desperately, and Hades forbade orcs and dwarven tribes to engage in large-scale battles with the allied forces at the east and west, so Bia felt that it was a good idea to delay time in a solitary battle.

A bull head about three meters tall lazily dragged an axe out of the queue, and the orcs behind him cheered him on with great interest, asking him to teach the weak and powerless continental humans a hard lesson. The bull head made a triumphant gesture and muttered a few words: "It's simple, it's simple, hahaha, it's so simple that we can win." ”

Ray sneered, threw away his longbow, and flew directly out of the defense line with the 'Lionheart', slashing down with a sword.

The orc army was already less than three miles away from the eastern end of the defense line, and just when the orcs felt that they were about to enter the range of the alliance's magic and bow and arrow attack if they went any further, and they should stop their pace, the minotaur who was fighting was split in half by Lei Yi's sword. The high-level Minotaur Warrior has a very strong fighting spirit, but compared to the thunder at this moment, he is really a little weaker. Ray's long sword trembled, and after splitting the heavy resistance, the bull's head was split into two symmetrical pieces of flesh. The explosive 'Lionheart' sword qi raged in the wreckage, and the entire bull's head was shattered.

Bea froze, as did the orcs behind him. No one thought that as the most powerful warrior of the Orc Clan, the most powerful Bullhead Clan, he would actually be cut down by Lei Yijian.

The 'lion heart' in Lei's hand rippled out a bloody light and stabbed obliquely into the sky. With a roar, countless shells suddenly bombarded from the artillery positions behind the eastern end of the defensive line, pouring into the ranks of the orcs. In the firelight, countless orcs screamed and were shocked by the powerful shock wave, and fell to the ground in embarrassment. The weakest sheep-headed man was blown to pieces, while the other powerful orc tribes were in pain and hurriedly retreated behind Bea.

Yes, retreat, the orcs retreated. In Beya's mind, Hades is a god-like being, and he will never disobey Hades Des's commands. No attack?, then, just stand and watch from a distance, anyway, the Orcs are just asking the orcs to contain the forces of the eastern defense line, and they don't need their main attack. Biya snapped his mouth and muttered, "Hmph, wait and see, sooner or later you will be better." Biya looked at the flesh and blood of the weak people in the crater, and a sneer curled into the corner of his mouth.

Ray's big eyes rolled wildly, looking at the orcs who were slowly retreating backwards, his eyes full of doubt. At the eastern end of the defense line, there are 300,000 people in the Fante Army's Crazy Dragon Legion, 600,000 troops in the two legions of the New Army, and 350,000 Bicester Iron Cavalry in the west, but in terms of combat power, these orcs in front of them still occupy a certain advantage, so there is no need for them to retreat, right?

Ray walked back to the defensive line, he was not stupid, there was no need to order the soldiers to rush out of the strong defensive line and fight with the orcs whose individual abilities were far superior to their own warriors. Wait, wait and see what the orcs are going to do. Ray had a hunch that the orcs wouldn't just come here to sit and watch the excitement.

At the western end of the Iron Fort's defense, things are even more bizarre. Hundreds of thousands of dwarves sat six miles away from the defensive line, holding jugs of ale or spirits, and from a distance, they looked as if they were having a picnic, which was very spectacular. No dwarf is willing to attack the western end of the defense line with two small short legs, and the commander-in-chief of the western defense line, Sha Poke, is even more shrewd, since the enemy does not attack, then it is strange that he needs to attack, then, everyone just sit and watch each other.

However, Shabo is still much more insidious than Ray, and he has already begun to draw the team of mages that he can mobilize, and is ready to give the dwarves a baptism of high-level magic under the cover of heavy cavalry. Jerry didn't say that he was not allowed to take the initiative to attack, so Shapo was very willing to earn some face for the soldiers of the Smart Empire.

As a result, the eastern and western ends of the 'Iron Fort' line were oddly staring at the opposing sides, while the middle of the line, which was in the direction of the 'Iron Fort', was under tremendous pressure. Two hundred and thirty thousand black knights slowly roamed in a formation of twenty-three commandos for more than ten miles in front of the defensive line, and countless necromantic troops rushed to the front of the defensive line with a sharp ghost roar like garbage.

Obviously, the sinners also equipped these most rubbish necromantic troops with very good equipment, the skeletons carried at least long weapons or powerful bows and crossbows, and the zombies were wearing very delicate armor. Occasionally, some of the ghosts of Hihan floated out of the middle of the necromantic procession, and let out a high-pitched, unpleasant howl at the soldiers in the line, who were draped in black cloth cloaks that had been blessed with magic and held in their hands, sharp, and glowing green poison scythes.

Mubarata, the leader of the Beast Soul Warriors who served as the striking force fist of the battlefield, looked at everything in front of him very depressed, and he cursed in a low voice: "Damn, if we had known, what are we doing with so much arms and equipment in the 'Divine City'?

The tide-like necromantic troops rushed to the defense line, and behind the defense line, the soldiers of the Silver Wolf Legion, the Lefu Imperial Grass Leaf Legion, and the Wright Imperial Holy Sword Legion held their weapons tightly, and a powerful battle intent surged in their hearts, but they were just some fragile necromancy, just tear them apart, it's too simple, it's really very simple. And behind them, hundreds of miles away, the recruits of the reserve army, after they heard the sound of the ground shaking in front of them, their calves and stomachs began to twitch.

Approaching, approaching, approaching, when the first wave of 300,000 necromancers rushed to the defense line for two miles, the artillery of the defense line roared, and countless fireballs fell from the sky and fell into the ranks of the necromancers. Huge fires rose, bones and rotten flesh flew all over the sky, and more than 10,000 undead were blown to pieces in a single salvo.

The artillery commander shouted frantically: "Don't aim, don't calculate the angle or azimuth difference for me, just throw the shells for me." Don't you see so many targets? If you're all still shooting in the air, you're going to kill me... Launch, launch, launch... Hahahaha, it's so fucking enjoyable. "This commander is happy, he can roughly judge how much damage the first salvo has caused to the enemy. Hmm, 10,000 enemy troops have been wiped out, and you should be able to get a Battle Medal for Valor, right?

The sound of artillery rang out more intensively, and countless skeletons and zombies were blasted into the sky. However, the necromancers did not know what to fear, and they took an endless step on their 'crunch, crunch' legs, and frantically pounced, pounced, and pounced. So, countless magical attacks rained down from the sky, fire, fire everywhere... Balls of fire fell from the sky, dragons circled around, pillars of fire rose from the ground, and the shriveled skeletons and half-rotting zombies feared nothing more than the fire that burned them to ashes.

Countless dust rose up, the ashes of the necromantic troops that had been blown up by the wind after they had been burned. However, there were so many of them that even though 60,000 Smart mages were collectively unleashing fire magic, the necromantic forces still rushed towards them. Dragging their smoking bodies and scorching bodies, the soldiers of the necromantic army screamed and pounced. It seems that someone issued an order in the necromantic ranks, and nearly 200,000 skeleton soldiers shot arrows and spears at the same time, while thousands of zombies and dozens of ghosts simultaneously released necromantic magic 'fear' and 'blinding'.

The tens of thousands of soldiers of the Holy Sword Legion were in confusion all at once, some of them running behind in fear, or sitting on the ground crying with their crotches wet, while others screaming and waving their weapons and slashing, not caring about the possibility of hurting their comrades, because they couldn't see anything.

Fortunately, more than 2,000 priests of the Wright Empire arrived panting, and they used light magic to dispel the negative magic on those soldiers, but a section of defense about two miles long had been disrupted, and countless skeletons and zombies had already rushed over. In the sound of 'fluttering' through the air, arrows rained down on the position, and the soldiers who were eager to fill the gap in the defense line shook their heads helplessly, and could only use their shields to resist the long arrows shot by those skeletons.

One of the Van generals cursed, "Damn, skeletons can shoot arrows? It's not a fucking thing, brothers, give it to me." The five thousand axemen roared and rushed after him, and with the heavy armor on their bodies, they didn't care about the floppy arrows fired by the skeletons, and with their heavy battle axes, they smashed the undead who were climbing, chopping through barbed wire, and holding horses.

Humans and necromancers on the mainland have finally come into contact head-on. However, the hearts of the coalition soldiers were very relaxed, because they found that these necromantic troops did not have too strong combat effectiveness except for their terrifying appearances. An ordinary, even the most rubbish soldier of the Smart Empire, can easily resist the attack of two skeletons, and the strength of the zombies is a little greater, and ordinary soldiers can't compete with them at all, but the zombies move slowly, as long as they chop off their hands and heads, those zombies are not dangerous.

Easy fighting, this is the thought in the minds of many soldiers. It's just that many soldiers and low-ranking officers are worried: "Damn, how many military merits should these skeletons and zombies count? If a normal enemy has a little military merit, how many people are these skeletons? Half of them? What about zombies? Three-quarters? What are you kidding, it's too troublesome to calculate." ”

More soldiers smashed the skeleton in front of them, and then muttered in their hearts: "No matter how many of him is, when the time comes, he will say how many enemies he has killed by himself, hahahaha, it seems that it won't take long for us to be promoted to officers, it's too simple." "The morale of the soldiers is high, such an enemy, there is no threat at all, except that their numbers are too large, and it seems that they can not always be killed.

The artillery commander of the coalition forces had already ordered the artillery to stop, and he muttered: "There is no point at all, it is better to save a little shell against the enemy's cavalry." The military merit of a cavalryman is ten times that of an ordinary soldier, hehe, killing 10,000 cavalrymen is more than killing 1 million skeletons. Let those little soldiers deal with these garbage necromancy. What are we? We are powerful artillery, and there is no need to waste our energy in front of these inferior enemies. ”

Even the commander of the front line thought so, and he had ordered the mage team to retreat and rest. In his opinion, there was no need to waste the magic of his mages for the sake of these damn skeletons and zombies. How many magic crystals does the 60,000 Smart mage need as a mana supplement, if under his own command, the magician consumes too many magic crystals, wouldn't those red-eyed colleagues sue themselves?

The soldiers were even happier, the magicians and artillerymen had withdrawn from the attacking array, so they were left to attack on the front line, and seeing countless necromantic troops rushing through the extinguishing sea of fire, they felt that it was a military merit medal and a piece of gold coins for rewards. The soldiers almost cheered, such an enemy is not harmful at all, it is simply a credit for it. Except that the arrows from the skeletons are a little too dense, and those zombies will use some inexplicable magic to interfere with themselves, there is nothing to worry about.

The atmosphere of the whole front line is wrong, the soldiers have relaxed, they are just repeating the slashing action mechanically, and the spirit is no longer focused on combat, many people are thinking about how much credit they can make and how many rewards they can get after such a battle.

The commander sent by the Van Empire to the first line of defense was a family knight brought by Jerry, and this extremely noble Golden Fifth Order knight had no combat experience at all. Although he was proficient in all combat tactics and techniques, he still did not possess the ability of a true commander, and he did not find the aura of the soldiers that was not quite right. The hearts of the people were scattered, and the team was not easy to lead, but he did not find this fatal weakness.

At the same time, he was also tempted by the idea that he was about to make an immortal feat, and he just kept sending teams to form an annihilation team to surround and kill the spirits, and he didn't notice at all that the team of the criminals in the rear had changed. Countless huge wooden stakes hundreds of feet high were raised, and some extremely tall demonic beasts appeared behind.

A group of elite skeletons and zombies suddenly burst out of the necromantic ranks. The so-called elite is those skeletons wearing armor and abnormal green on their bones, while those zombies, except for the missing half of their heads or an arm, their entire bodies still look very intact. The combat power of these necromancers far surpassed the garbage necromancers who had just been sent to death, and they stabbed into the first line of defense. Behind them, more than two thousand spirits unleashed a wide range of necromantic magic 'corroding', 'weakening', 'poisoning', and so on.

The soldiers were in chaos all of a sudden, they still felt the pleasure of their blades lightly wiping the skull's spine, and felt the superior feeling of their wanton slaughter of those dead spirits, but now, those skeletons and zombies were more than three times faster, and their strength was five times greater... With screams, thousands of warriors fell to the ground, and then were immediately trampled by countless people. A denser and more powerful rain of arrows rained down from the sky, forcing the soldiers in the trenches and behind the horses to retreat one after another, and the necromantic teams used to send them to death screamed and desperately pounced on those barbed wire, horses and other facilities, knocking down these life-threatening things, and letting the elite necromantic in the rear drive straight in.

Seven gaps appeared in the first line of defense in the middle of the 'Iron Fort' line. The 50,000 silver wolf heavy horsemen who were the reserve of the defensive line clashed out, ready to disperse the incoming necromancers.

There was an eerie cracking sound in the sky, and a hill-like shadow appeared on the ground. More than 5,000 incomparably huge catapults threw boulders with a diameter of more than 10 feet, and the sight of 5,000 boulders falling at the same time was absolutely unimaginable to those who had not witnessed it. It was as if the whole sky had collapsed, and a thick iron curtain-like shadow hung over everyone's heads, and then heavy stones 'roared' down.

Meat sauce is splashed everywhere, regardless of whether you are a light infantry, a slow heavy infantry, or a heavy ironclad heavy cavalry, the only fate when you encounter such a boulder is to be crushed into meat sauce. Everywhere there was a 'snapping' sound like a slap on a mosquito, which was the sound of a person's flesh being crushed by a boulder. The meat sauce was splashed everywhere, and the soldiers who were lucky enough to avoid the boulder were often sprayed all over their heads by the meat sauce, and they were so frightened that they screamed. The Smart soldiers, in particular, were already sitting on the ground, vomiting frantically.

Boulders rolled on the ground, whether it was barbed wire, horses, forts, or trenches, they all rolled through, leaving a smooth stretch of ground. The necromancers roared, and marched like a tide along the path carved out of the boulders.

Without the soldiers of Vant, the first line of defense would have been breached. Thankfully they ... These Vant's soldiers gathered together, stubbornly resisting the onslaught of the dead with their bodies. They didn't dare to be careless, they were slashing and slashing wildly, completely ignoring the dense rain of arrows in the sky, ignoring the bombardment of the magic released by those ghosts, they stood as a human wall, resisting the impact of the tidal wave of necromancers, and stubbornly suppressed the necromantic army.

One by one, the soldiers fell, but their companions immediately filled their place, and blood spurted out, and everyone's blood flowed together, giving the soldiers a hot feeling in their hearts... The soldiers of the Holy Sword Legion and the Blades of Grass Legion were terrified, and seeing the warriors of Vant's frenzied slashing around them, they also let out a cry, grabbed their weapons and rushed back. The vomiting and screaming Smart soldiers watched their comrades rush forward, they forcibly closed their mouths, roared, cheered each other for a long time, and rushed forward with strange screams and encouragement.

It's not that no one doesn't want to run away, but those who run away immediately died tragically under the knife of their comrades. Countless Van soldiers shouted frantically: "Don't escape, don't escape, where are you going to flee? The whole continent is unsafe, where are you going to flee?"

A frenzied aura rolled up, converging into a massive tornado, charging towards the army of necromancy.

In the rear, more than 5,000 catapults were slowly pulled down, and the huge stones were slowly put into the net pockets of the catapults under the efforts of the hill giants. Some of the Elven Black Elves sneered, drawing strange magical symbols on those stones, and let out a low curse sound from their mouths. More elves floated in the sky behind them, apatheticly awaiting Hades orders.

More than 5,000 boulders roared down, but this time, when these boulders were close to the ground, they all exploded, and a huge fire shrouded the entire sky, and countless fist-sized stones smashed down indiscriminately. Stones falling from thousands of feet in the air can often smash a heavy infantryman's helmet and turn his head into a twisted rotten cucumber. As a result, countless coalition soldiers screamed and fell under the attack of Shi Yu...

A loud command resounded throughout the position: "Artilleryman, fuck me hard, magician, what about your forbidden spell?"

In the sky, there are abnormal red clouds, and another large-scale magic attack is about to begin...