A week of civil construction left Corinnal and a gang of Moorish battle priests chattering and complaining. However, when a week later, when the siege network was erected, everyone shut up. Under the continuous construction of the tactical construction team of the Black Hammer Fort, the siege network surrounded the Cracked Stone Fort tightly and impermeable.

The soldiers of the north stood on the wall, and the spirits of the undead in the city could be faintly seen. The walking dead devouring corpses in the castle are faintly recognizable.

Even the Grand Master of the Griffin Legion, Bacus, could not help but sigh at the combat effectiveness of this army. It looks poorly equipped and comes in a variety of costumes, but its tactical abilities are top-notch. Not even the regular army of Kislev could outperform them in engineering prowess. Next, what needs to test them is their actual combat ability.

And Rhodes quickly showed them the actual combat capabilities of the Northern Legion. With Fort Blackhammer's troops as the main force, the artillery is used for long-range fire support. Amid a deafening roar, eight guns carpet-bombarded Crackstone Fort. After a round of solid shelling, the artillery was advanced, replaced with fuel shells, and the shelling continued......

Soon the city was in flames, and smoke erupted. At the same time, the last remaining defensive weapon of the Fractured Stone Fortress began to fight back. Even though they have become undead, these walking corpses are not incapable of operating machinery. Under the influence of necromancy, the undead soldiers operate the ballista to defend the city, and shoot at the human army outside the city.

Cold spears burst through the air and whistled over the crowd. After shooting a cavalryman, he shot through the horseman's crotch and nailed the horse to the ground. Before even the screams could be made, the cavalry screamed for their lives.

Fear is like a dark cloud that hangs over everyone's heart. However, under the orders of the lord, the soldiers of the northern border still bravely stood on the front line. They waited, waiting for the moment when the heavy artillery bombarded the walls of the cracked stone fortress.

"Burn it! Be purified in the flames!"

At the front, in the infantry phalanx, the battle priest Corinnal shouted passionately. I want to rush in and slaughter the rancid undead.

After only ten minutes of bombardment, a gap was blown open in the city wall. The efficient siege left Bacchus dumbfounded. He just silently sighed in his heart that it was a wise decision not to fight against this army. It seems that it is not a legend that the Snow Eagle Legion was wiped out in one day, that is a fact...... This army of tigers and wolves from the north has already grown into the strongest army of Kislev in bloody battles again and again.

With a beastly roar, the angry crowd rushed towards the gap in the wall.

The ground trembled, and incendiary bombs streaked across the sky, leaving billowing flues in their wake.

"Attack! for Kislev!"

"For the sake of dead brothers and sisters, revenge!"

The crowd shouted, and the rolling torrent was about to face off against the undead forces in the city. At the same time, a terrifying roar was heard from within the city walls. It was the roar of countless undead soldiers.

The Bear Rider, who rushed to the front, immediately fought the hordes of zombies. The silver-white warhammer fell with a bang, smashing the undead soldiers into a blur of flesh and blood. The low roar of the zombies echoed with the screams of the Bear Knights. But soon, it became clear that this force was not so easy to deal with.

Even though the knocked down zombies were unrecognizable, they still stood up numbly from the ground, their skulls were shattered, their bodies could still move, their arms were cut off, and their palms could still crawl...... The terrifying images shocked even the battle-hardened Blackhammer Fortress warriors.

Those zombies, holding the knights in battle with half of their hands, crawled all over their bodies like a plague.

"Use flames! Flames to kill them completely!" 2018

The Moorish priest Corinnell rushed into battle just in time. His shouts soon spread throughout the position. The Moorish battle priest was seen holding his hand on the blade of a knife and brutally tearing open his own skin. The moment the blood infected the blade, a blazing red flame erupted from the purification scythe.

"Feel the power of steel and fire!"

Corinnal shouted, sweat and blood streaming down his forehead. The flaming scythe swept through a zombie, slashing its head into the air, and the zombie's body immediately burst into flames, staggering a few steps before falling completely into the red flames. The stench of burnt rotting flesh wafted through the air.

He ducked to his knees again, dodging the bloodthirsty bite of a ghoul, his sharp scythe swinging at the same time, slicing the ghoul through the air. The ghoul's torn belly gushed out a large amount of blood and internal organs. At the same time, the ghoul's rotting corpse was already covered in flames, and when he pounced on the priest again, his entire body was completely engulfed in flames......

Another undead soldier rose from behind the priest, wielding a rusty greatsword and staggering towards Corinthal. However, just as the blade was about to slash the priest, a massive axe severed the undead soldier's skeletal arm.

In the blink of an eye, the undead soldier lost his center of gravity and moved forward. Before he could get up again, the butcher Bogur stomped on its back. The huge axe slashed down, and the flaming axe slashed the undead soldier's neck with a single axe. The blue fire of the undead suddenly dissipated into the blood-red air.

"Thank you, friend. ”

Corinnal turned and thanked him. Bogur just replied coldly-

"I'm a failed butcher. No one has ever killed me. ”

He then jumped into the pile of corpses and began his massacre again......

"Vampires, undead, today is your end!"

Corinnal roared, all his fighting passions unleashed at this moment.

Seeing this scene, the morale of all the soldiers in the north came. The crowd shouted, step by step, slaughtering the army of the undead into the city. Twenty-four bear knights armed with war hammers and torches led the northern coalition forces to defeat the undead army little by little.

The gap was opened, and more and more soldiers from the north poured in from outside the city.

Charred corpses everywhere, smoke billowed everywhere, and the tallest defensive tower in the distance was hit by three shells, tilted and collapsed in bursts of rumbling. Like a giant cut off by a horizontal waist, falling from a height.

The boom echoed with the dust in the sky. swept the entire castle.

"Burn them all!

The Moore priests shouted. The Knights of the Black Rose, the Northern Alliance, and the Griffon Legion are like three sharp swords, charging into the castle from three different directions. In the small castle of Splitstone Castle, an army of more than 50,000 people has gathered at this moment, plus the undead army that has come back from the dead, the total number of people fighting in this castle has reached 70,000.

Fires were everywhere, and smoke obscured the sky.