"Sen Luo dry bones, listen to my orders, gather into a spear!" the young necromancer urged the necromancer staff in his hand, and the pitch-black magic book quickly turned the pages, exuding a strange black aura.

Under the influence of the magic power, countless bone chips and bones gathered from all sides, forming three sharp undead bone spears in front of Milson, pointing straight at Naxi not far away.

The slightly trembling bone spear could easily pierce through the armor of the Maple Leaf Knight, driven by necromancy, but Milson had a little difficulty catching the fast-moving Naxi.

Finally, Milson caught the moment when the two carrion corpses stopped Naxi, and under the urging of magic power, the white undead bone spear flew straight towards Naxi like an arrow off the string.

In the face of the bone spear flying through the air, Naxi, whose eyesight and hearing were far better than ordinary people, had already noticed it. His body was slightly offset, and the long undead bone spear grazed Naxi's cheek, directly piercing several carrion corpses behind him.

If this spear strike is a little more accurate, I'm afraid Naxi's life will be explained here.

Nathee, who had dodged the fatal blow, looked at Milson, knowing that the bone spear was the necromancer's handiwork. Naxi, vowing revenge, smiled coldly, then raised his middle finger at his opponent, mocking the necromancer for nothing more than that.

This arrogant provocation immediately made Milson angry, and he had not been so despised since his debut. The kill, which was originally intended to be achieved, ended up leaving only a small wound on the opponent's face. This frustration of failure drove Milson into a manic state like his teacher.

"I don't believe you can move more flexibly than those black-bladed assassins!"

Milson had used the Undead Bone Spear to deal with two Blackblade Assassins who were chasing them. In his opinion, no matter how nimble Naxi was, it would be impossible for a mere paladin to compare to a black-bladed assassin.

If one bone spear isn't enough to kill Naxi, then two! three!

Feeling that he was being challenged, Milson waved his left hand, and the bone spear he had just used condensed again. The three levitating bone spears still remained slightly trembling, and as long as Milson wanted to, he could shoot out three bone spears at a time.

Despite Nacido's roundabout advance, he was still blocked by the dense carrion corpses and skeletons, and he could not reach the core of the undead army. The Thunder Spear's state won't last long, and Naxi will need to deal with two necromancers to end the fight.

Milson's eyes never took his eyes off Naxi, he silently waited for the next time to strike.

Eventually, Naxi broke into a network of undead spirits. As those hungry skeletons tightened tighter and tighter, the deadly killing machine was already quietly approaching!

The three bone spears that flew like lightning had locked any corner of Naxi that could be dodged, and this time Milson was bound to win!

Although Milson had been fighting with Naxi for a long time, Mandosa, as the master, had no time to take care of it.

At this time, the battlefield has reached the most critical time, and Mandosa, who has exhausted his hole cards, has no more effective means to restrain the advancing Naxi. Seeing Milson automatically confront the nimble paladin, he felt that he could safely leave this trouble to his disciple.

In his old age, the necromancer he cultivated was different from Milson, and fighting alone was not his specialty.

Compared to the trouble caused by Naxi in front of him, Probetz's battlefield situation has changed.

The undead who were blocked under the city were already consumed a lot by the magic group in the city, and they only barely had a numerical advantage over the mercenaries in the battle. Mandoza controlled the actions of hundreds of thousands of undead on the entire battlefield, and when the battlefield was divided by the charge of the Maple Leaf Knights, Mandoza had to distract himself from blocking the charging cavalry.

Because of this, the undead at the foot of the city walls were not given very clear instructions, and the undead who were slow to move were not as lethal in battle as they were before the battle began.

This inconspicuous sign was noticed by the experienced Kakulos.

Naturally, the mercenary leader with rich combat experience would not give up this good opportunity, and he immediately mobilized the reserves in the city to attack the undead who had become a little sluggish.

After the herald passed the latest order to the reserve phalanx officers, part of the mobile battalion and the soldiers of the logistics battalion who had been in the formation rushed out directly.

This was a long-prepared counterattack and part of the finalization of the operational plan at the operational meeting.

The emergence of this new force instantly changed the weak balance of power under the city of Probets. Inspired by the mercenary group's heroic battles, they no longer feared the dead, and the powerful slashing piercing instantly knocked down the undead in the front two rows.

In this situation, Probetz, surrounded by the undead, unexpectedly launched an exciting counterattack.

Realizing that the battlefield had changed, Mandoza re-commanded the army of the undead to adjust the offensive. Although the undead don't need morale, if these humans in front of them continue to attack, they may be able to turn against the besieged Maple Leaf Knight.

There are enough variables today, and Mandoza doesn't want them to be next.

"Don't think that just because you have the upper hand is going to end this war!" Mandosa, who had stabilized his mind, finally remembered that he was a high-level necromancer, not a stinky old man who could only manipulate dead bodies.

"Words of the Hell, Command the Dead!Remnants of the Body, Rekindle the Soul Fire!" Mandosa shouted in a hoarse voice, "Soul Boosting Technique!"

The Staff of the Undead once again emitted a strange black aura, and the undead on the entire battlefield seemed to be strongly inspired. The green soul fire trembled a few times before suddenly becoming vigorous, and the originally withered carrion and skeleton soldiers became furious.

"It's, it's Soul Boosting!"

After seeing the strange changes of the undead, Kakulos couldn't help but feel a little remorseful, feeling that he still underestimated the necromancer's methods. I didn't expect them to be able to use the seemingly low-end undead magic of Soul Vibration Technique directly on so many undead.

Under the influence of the Soul Vibration Technique, the undead on the entire battlefield are in a berserk manner, and their attack power and movement power have increased by a large margin.

"Everyone is holding their ground, now defensive!" Kakulos slashed three skeletons to the ground with a single sword, the situation so dangerous that he could no longer stand idly by.

"The duration of the Soul Revitalization Technique is only fifteen minutes, we just need to hold on for these fifteen minutes!" Kakulos walked at the forefront of the battle, constantly cheering everyone on.

He looked anxiously at the halted charging regiments in the distance, and the so-called fifteen minutes he estimated how long his side could hold out. To end the effects of Soul Booster, unless the necromancer runs out of mana, or someone kills him.

If, within these fifteen minutes, neither Prince Harold nor Nashy can decapitate the two necromancers, then the fall of Probetz is inevitable.