"Saru!" Catan's throat almost growled, and his eyes were blurred with tears as he watched his childhood playmate disappear into the endless skeletal bones. But at the important moment when these two armies are fighting, how can they be distracted and sad?

A skeleton warrior with a full-body skeleton thicker than the other skeleton soldiers took advantage of Catan's distraction and strode forward, stabbing the bone sword in his hand in the chest. Just when the sharp and hideous bone sword was about to reach his body, a cold sense of crisis slammed into Katan's whole body, and at the most critical moment, Catan subconsciously took a step back, and the muscles of his whole body also tensed.

The bone sword parted the thick hair, pierced into the thick skin of the bear man, and cut through the layers of fat, but under the barrier of Katan's muscles, the bone sword did not cause fatal damage to it, and was caught by the muscles of the grave in time.

A pair of dark purple soul fire kept beating in the Skeleton Warrior's eyes, and the jaws that opened and closed as if they were laughing wantonly, the Skeleton Warrior pressed forward with the bone sword in his hand, trying to pierce Catan's chest with a single blow. But how could a comic skeleton be killed by a comical skeleton?

"Damn the bone rack, give me a damn bony shelf!" Katan gripped the bone sword in one hand to prevent it from moving forward, and swung it diagonally with the iron rod in the other. There was a loud bang, and the stout skeletal warrior was completely unable to stop Catan's strange force, and was beaten in all directions by the iron rod.

Blood kept dripping from Katan's chest, and his bright and supple fur gradually soaked in blood and clinging to his body, but Catan didn't care about the slightest wound. It looked at the place where Saru had disappeared, raised the iron rod in his hand, and shouted, "Bear warriors, kill these skeletons!"

"them!" "Roar!"

The bears roared in response to Catan, and the extremely fragile skeletons in front of them were nothing to the bear-man warriors except for their huge numbers and trouble.

The necromancers are beginning to realize this, and they are beginning to adjust their tactical rhythm. Slowly, the impact of the skeleton soldiers began to weaken, and tall zombies continued to appear in the sea of skeleton soldiers, which caused some trouble and discomfort to the bear people who were used to breaking bones.

The hard-skinned Ironskin Zombie can resist the monster attacks of the bears for several rounds, creating a lot of opportunities for those skeletons to attack. The most tricky thing for the bear people is those plague zombies and rotten zombies, the plague zombies covered in pus splash venom at will, the toxicity of this venom is very domineering, once it touches the body, it will make a sneering corrosive sound, and the corroded bear people feel a sharp pain that pierces the heart.

And those rotten zombies carrying poison sacs began to spray poisonous gas more than ten meters away, this poisonous gas mixed with a strong rancid smell is simply the natural enemy of the bear people with a keen sense of smell, and all the bear people who did not have time to hold their breath lost their strength in the poisonous gas, and gradually became paralyzed and weak on all fours.

Fortunately, Leo knew in advance that the bear-man tribe alone would not be able to stop the army of undead with strange means, so the Sun Priesthood led by the priest Rasmar became the best weapon to restrain the undead creatures.

Just when the bears were repeatedly deflated and damaged, the Sun Priests began to strike. A halo with a strong halo appeared at the feet of the bear warriors, and the aura of light dispersed the poisonous gas and venom of the zombies, and even those who had been poisoned by the bear warriors gradually recovered under the blessing of the aura.

After receiving the blessing of the aura, the bearman warriors once again burst out with a strong enthusiasm for fighting, and even launched a small counterattack, destroying all the rotten zombies more than ten meters away.

Seeing that the young men of his tribe had regained their vigorous appearance, the old patriarch standing on the edge of the battlefield glanced gratefully at the Sun Priesthood behind him, but he did not expect to see the figures of King Leo of Pritz and Master Merlin in the priesthood.

After all, this battle with the army of the undead was the first battle of resistance of the Pritz Kingdom, and the other party was an evil and vicious and unscrupulous necromancer, even with the assistance of the Sun Priest Order, Leo still couldn't rest assured, and finally chose to come to the battlefield in person.

Leo's appearance brought great pressure to the old patriarch, and this battle was related to whether the bear clan could truly be trusted in the Pritz Kingdom, and whether they could truly integrate into the Pritz Kingdom.

The old patriarch turned around again to look at the bear warriors who were fighting bravely, sighed slightly in his heart, stomped his feet slightly, and beckoned back. The two bear-man warriors worked together to carry a huge new totem pole, which was made by the old patriarch after settling in the Dragon Mountains, and it was more in line with the magic of the shaman than the original one.

"Ancestor bless, give us the power of the earth, protect the body of the bear people!" As the old patriarch cast the spell, the body of the bear warriors on the battlefield began to condense an earthy yellow light, the power of the earth is that their defense is stronger, and the weak bone sword attack of the skeleton soldiers cannot break their fur at all.

However, since the old patriarch wants to exert all his strength, it naturally will not end with just one earth guardian battle song, and then it gasped a little harder, and then sang loudly again: "Ancestor protection, give us the power of lightning, let the bear warriors defeat the enemy with more rapid speed!"

With the old patriarch's lightning swift battle song, the speed of the weapons in the hands of the bear warriors was significantly faster. Originally, the attack power of the bears was heavy, and the stiff fur and bast defense were quite good, the only weakness was that the attack speed was too slow, and the bloated and stout body made their movements relatively slow, but after the lightning speed, these bears seemed to suddenly become flexible, and the iron rods and giant shields danced faster and more rapidly in their hands, and for a while those zombies kept retreating.

The low-level undead creatures in the vanguard were unfavorable, and they were repeatedly frustrated in the hands of the bear-man warriors, which made those low-level lichs extremely dissatisfied. Bursts of whispers filled with evil thoughts rang out across the battlefield, ripples of death magic flashed through the battlefield from time to time, and the bones of the skeletons that had been broken apart by the bear-man warriors began to swing and collide with each other with a rattle.

First, a skull still with soul fire suddenly flew up in the air, and then bones continued to fly up and spliced under this skull, and the original pile of scattered bones was reassembled into a skeleton soldier. With the lich's undead summoning spell, the scattered skeletons quickly regrouped and stood up again.