Chapter 474: Attack, Attack! (II)

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Aini smiled and didn't say anything, he was still extremely confident in himself. The name of Lone Star City is not wrong, this is a lonely city, for other generals or nobles, such a city is difficult to defend, the morale of the soldiers is a serious problem, there is only a small fortress in the northern mountains, there are still more than two hundred miles away, it is difficult to form a real support.

Aini is a necromancer with two powerful summons, and the speed of advancement of these two creatures is also limited by Aini, and the dead are stuck at level nine. Even so, these two undead creatures were able to provide a huge amount of undead energy to the army of the undead, communicating the two planes, allowing Aini to support an army of more than 600,000 undead.

Twelve ancient warriors were placed in this city, and Aini's confidence was even stronger. Even if Rex leaves, he has a way to hold the city. For the construction of Lone Star City, Saleen has been providing materials, and it is a priority supply, and the defensive weapons in this city are enough to maintain the defense for several years without worrying about running out of stocks, after all, most of the weapons of the undead army are brought directly from the undead position, white bone arrows, death phosphorus fire, etc., and they do not consume inventory.

"Ani, before I leave, I'll solve a huge problem for you. Salin said, unfolding the magic map, calling up the topographical image near Lone Star City, and pointing to a river more than three hundred miles to the south: "The direction of the retreat of the Skochenians is here, the army of the Holy See will meet the defeated army of Skochenya on the south bank of the river, I am here, defeat it, you hurry up, you must build the castle in the north, and become a posture of mutual support with Lone Star City." ”

"I ......," Ani said, saying that he wanted to fight too.

Salin smiled: "Give me 100,000 undead and assemble outside the city, and I'm about to set off." ”

Salin knew that Aini still wanted to collect souls, but collecting souls was such a thing, and it was okay to do it secretly, and there were many necromancers under him, and they all followed suit, which would really cause panic in the mainland.

Unlike Nicholas, he is a fallen magician, and it is generally believed that even if he is a fallen magician, collecting souls does not cause people to be terrified.

This time, Aini acquiesced in collecting souls, because this battle was remembered for his own elemental creatures, the role of the undead, and no one would leave any impression.

Saleen is also cautious, even if it is a slaughter of the city, there is no horror in collecting souls. The war on the continent has never stopped, and humans are easy to accept killing, but collecting souls reminds people of terrifying dark magicians.

The places where the black mages passed by, there were no human settlements for decades, and that was what really made humans resist.

Salin had Aini gather 100,000 undead and line up outside the city, while he himself mobilized a battalion of the Temple Legion and 5,000 light cavalry from the nobles to support him. These light cavalry carried only two offensive weapons, bows and arrows, and a scimitar.

One hundred thousand undead sounds like a lot, but Saleen brought a hundred necromancers, and each necromancer commanded a thousand undead. A low-level mage can also command dozens of undead, and these necromancers who went to Lone Star City to help are also at the lowest level of four. The highest is already a seventh-level magician.

The warriors on the Elven Wings turned around, bringing accurate news to Sareen.

On the south bank of the Nameless River, the two large battalions established by the defeated Skocians, no more than five miles away, seemed to have no intention of escaping. The Nameless River is not a wide river, but it is also very short, and the water level is highest in this season, which is only a little more than a hundred meters wide. Crossing a river is such a thing, for Sarin's magical infantry, there is no need to build a bridge, and even more so for the undead.

Salin was overjoyed to hear this, his decision to defeat the large camp outside the city was correct, these defeated troops were not stable, the reinforcements from the Inquisition did not arrive at this time, and he attacked again, if the enemy's general fled again, his morale would be completely broken, and he would have to fight a decisive battle with him according to the river.

The last battle had scared the Skochenian mages out of fear.

Dozens of mages did not dare to approach their charging army, allowing the elemental creatures to flatten the camp, and this time, it would be no exception.

Nicholas, Sharman, and Rex all took part in the sortie. Rex was beside him, as well as five hundred soldiers, each of whom held the elven alchemy crossbow that Saleen had refined for them, these elven alchemy crossbows were specially designed to deal with mages and magic equipment, and the crossbow arrows had absorbed purple gold liquid, which had a powerful demon-breaking effect.

A battalion of the Temple Legion, with 8,000 demons, 2,000 magical heavy infantry, and close to 10,000 auxiliaries, plus 5,000 light cavalry, this sortie, Salin only led less than 20,000 human troops, and 100,000 undead. In the large battalion he was going to storm, there were at least 600,000 or so Scochenian troops.

Saleen counted his Elemental Emblem, as well as eighty-six Blue Ice Queens, one hundred and twenty Night Fangs, forty-five Orange and Red Knights, sixty-one Elemental Gargoyles, seventy-seven Wind Dragons, and one Shining Angels.

The number of ninth-level creatures is still very large, enough to deal with the battle in front of him, and by Salin's side, there are thirty-six ancient warriors, such a strength, even if he encounters the strong man of the Inquisition, he can retreat safely.

"Let's go. Salin motioned to the battalion commander of the Temple Legion, and the undead army was divided into two parts, leading the way in front left and right front, these undead ran to death, and moved quickly. In the sky, the metal flying machine let out a low roar, gradually rising to a height of more than a thousand meters.

At this time, Saleen wants to test the power of the magic flame projectile thrown by the metal flying machine, and the hundred metal flying machines are followed by two hundred elven wings, which is all the flying power that Saleen brought to Lone Star City.

Nameless River, on the south bank, the large camp of the Skochenians has been established, and the general and dozens of battalions will gather in tents, and everyone is silent, waiting for the general to speak.

The Great General was covered in a lot of clothes, and he was scared to be killed by the Metatlin people of Lone Star City. On the magic map, the general pointed to the nameless river bank and said, "Now we are three hundred and fourteen miles away from Lone Star City, and we can't retreat any further. If you retreat again, the soldiers below will be completely dispersed and cannot be gathered. ”

The battalion generals nodded silently, no one could have imagined that the Metatlin people were so violent, and those dozens of elemental creatures hundreds of meters high were simply a nightmare for ordinary soldiers. How could His Majesty sign an agreement with the Holy See? The army of the Metatrin people, either demons or undead, has come out with elemental creatures, and there is no telling what will appear in the future.

If there are abyssal creatures, everyone will simply surrender.

Seeing that the morale of the senior generals was low, the general was helpless. He himself is afraid of elemental creatures, what can he force his subordinates to?Unlike other countries, there are many thieves, so the number of mercenaries is also huge. These two strange groups coexist in the Skolchen Empire, making the Skocians very experienced in combat.

These senior generals have been leading the troops for a long time, and everyone knows that if the Metatlin people chase after them at this time, the situation will be very bad, the problem is that now everyone is already in Qin Yin's territory, but there is no big city in Qin Yin nearby, and the nearest small city is about two hundred miles, and the garrison is only a few thousand people, so it can't threaten here.

If you flee again, you will have to flee to Jialoulan, and you can't kill into the interior of Qin Yin, right? Five hundred miles away, there is a Xiongguan, the north of Qin Yin. The city of North Rejection is not famous, it is a purely military fortress, more militarized than the city of Guderian. There are no ordinary inhabitants here, and it controls Callouland, the border of the Principality of the Rhine.

But there is no news yet, and the reinforcements from the Inquisition seem to be still far away, and I don't know when they will arrive. The general felt a little desperate, and he said dejectedly: "Okay, each of them is optimistic about the defensive area I have assigned, and don't let the Metatrin people cross the river."

"Yes, General. The battalion commanders replied weakly, and no one even doubted the words of the general, would the Metatlin really chase here?

"Oh no! the Metatrin are coming!" shouted the patrolling soldier on the riverbank. They didn't even have the courage to send scouts on the other side, and it wasn't until the undead legion of the Metatrin appeared in the alchemical telescope that they realized the enemy was approaching.

Even Salin himself was surprised, he carefully let the metal flying machine retreat, and the elven wings in front, sweeping away the enemy scouts, but the Scochenians simply abandoned the northern shore, and did not see a single magic trap along the way.

"Attack!" When there were still five miles to go from the two large camps of the Skocians, Salin gave the order. Twenty-four Ancient warriors flew up and joined the battle of the metal flying machines.

The metal flying machine is more than thirty meters long, with four fixed metal wings, and the internal power is a magic furnace. On such a huge metal flying machine, the real power part only occupies a small part, which was unimaginable in the past. However, unlike the Elven Wings, this metal flying machine cannot reduce its flight speed and cannot be suspended in the air, and it relies on the air flow to hold up the metal wings in order to fly in the air.

More than thirty meters long metal flying machine, can carry a large number of magic fire bombs, under the protection of the ancient warriors, the metal flying machine rushed to the east camp, Salin rode a nightmare summoned by a necromancer, released elemental creatures, and came to the river first.

The Nameless River is only a hundred meters wide, and what Salin unleashes are elemental gargoyles and blue ice queens. Thirty-six blue ice queens have teamed up to unleash a vast range of magic—the Frozen World.

On the hundred-meter-wide river, a thick layer of ice suddenly formed, and thirty-six elemental gargoyles rushed over. Even without this ice, elemental gargoyles can easily wade through the river. This was just an experiment, and as the elemental gargoyles charged, the undead army behind also stepped onto the ice.

Among these undead, there are those who are large but afraid of water. The gargoyles were in front, the ice was unharmed, and the great undead rushed to the Skochenian camp.

By the time the gargoyles crossed the river, the eastern camp was already on fire. In the magic flame projectile thrown by the metal flying machine, there were dozens of catties of fire oil. When the oil was splashed, everything was ignited.