"Oil Boiling Technique!. ”

Under the guidance of the War Priest, a heavy rain of boiling oil fell near the city gates, and the circular area about twenty feet in diameter was covered in hot oil.

None of the desert kobolds were doused with their heads and faces, and only a few who were unlucky were slightly burned by the splash of the oil star.

Since the oil boiling technique is a divine technique, the summoned hot oil cannot be ignited, so the camel priests did not summon flames to burn Jamaher's gates. They used another way to "knock" -

"Galloping Rock!"

Several War Priests cast a spell, and several rocks weighing about 50 pounds followed their fingers and smashed into the copper-clasped gate as if they had been fired by a catapult.

After a few muffled "clangs", "clangs", "clangs", and with a "click", Jamacher's gate was finally chiseled through by a galloping rock, followed by several similar cracking of wood.

Some of the warriors of the dragon clan in the vicinity, several people worked together to carry the logs one by one, and put them behind the gate as support. A few more galloping rock bombardments, or camels with axes, won't last long, but it's better than doing nothing.

What happened next was not much different from what the war priests had expected. Inspired by the art of war, the camel warriors slammed into the entrance of the camp gate like a split-hoofed ox in heat.

Spears and axes were chiseled, and even punches and kicks were made, and in a short time the reinforced bronze gate was toppled by the camels.

The first to break into this Jamah was a group of Bactrian hump-heavy warriors, all of whom were wrapped in bronze armor, three in groups of three, several small triangular formations formed a large wedge-shaped phalanx, and quickly rushed into the city.

Behind the heavily armored samurai were a group of lightly armored dromedary humpmen, mostly wearing a pair of leather armor and holding short spears and skinned shields, and after storming the gates, they climbed the stairs to eliminate the guards on the walls.

Whether it was a heavily armored samurai or a lightly armored warrior, the armor on the camel people consciously enhanced the protection of the lower body: the originally accustomed barefoot was now dressed in armor made of copper sheets, and the ankles, knees, and crotch were also equipped with special armor.

By summarizing the information from the previous battles with the Dragons, the war priests of the camels have come up with a number of targeted strategies. In addition to their physical intimidation, they are also specially prepared for close combat.

It can be said that war priests have full confidence in winning this battle, and at the same time have certain psychological expectations for the enemy's counterattack. It's just that after actually attacking Jamaher, they found that the resistance they encountered was significantly different from what they had expected.

It is even said that the desert kobolds and the war lizardmen did not put up any resistance at all, and they were crushed with a single blow.

When the camels rushed up, they began to retreat, and rarely met the enemy head-on. Only the unlucky ones who are sporadically left alone will burst out with amazing courage and fight to the end with the camel warriors.

"Priest!" a Twin Peaked nobleman in heavy armor lifted his face guard and ran to the hump war priest who was frowning in thought, gasping for breath as he said, "Those monsters dug holes in the ground, and we crashed into a room just in time to see ...... They are in retreat. ”

Hearing the report of the Twin Peaks, the War Priest immediately understood, and he immediately used the "battlefield teleportation technique" to send the news to the other commanders of the Hump Legion.

"Hurry up and probe the shaman," a thoughtful war priest replied immediately, "Find the nearest elemental shaman to you, find the direction of the tunnels separately, and if necessary, destroy those tunnels directly, and don't let those monsters go!"

Not to mention the anger on the camel man's side, the warriors of the Dragon Clan who had escaped from the tunnel all gathered around their commander at this moment.

"Your spell," Blatch asked, the air filled with a grim, bloody smell that frightened even the self-proclaimed strong-willed desert elf, "better hurry, those camel war priests must have seen the telling......"

Lifting the hood of his burqa, grinning his steel teeth, and spitting out a mouthful of scorching steam, Sneijder interrupted the Desert Elves in a categorical tone, "I can assure you, there's nothing they can do about it." ”

Before the words fell, the summoning circle independently operated by the steampunk half-lich changed:

The more than 100 ferocious camels that the Dragon Clan had captured on the march were firmly tied to the logs they had erected, and placed on the altar in the summoning circle as sacrifices;

A thick green mist poured out of the altar, combined with the kind of corrupt magic-like technique commonly used by the mages of the Ember World, and the shrouded camel sinners could not utter a single cry before they turned into shriveled corpses;

The logs used to bind the camels, under the urging of the magic circle, seemed to come to life, and took the initiative to take them to the depths of the ground, because they extracted enough life energy, the logs sank very powerfully, and the shriveled corpses were crushed one after another;

The souls of those sinners were not wasted, and the lightning of the red practice leaped between the logs that had been drilled into the ground, crushing the souls of each of the sinners that had just escaped, causing their fragments to gradually disintegrate, nourishing the earth and stones in the circle.

In the circle, the ground that was once quite solid had now turned into a swamp, and there was a "Karakala" sound from the bones of corpses rubbing against each other with rocks and dirt.

The flickering runes on the ground suddenly dimmed, and after the loud rumble, a huge crack was torn open in the ground, and a darker aura came out than before. And then—

A pair of palms and a head...... A whole body crawled out of the breach.

"This is done when the bones of the sinner pollute the earth, the rocks and dirt reshape the body, and the hatred and resentment transform it into one...... Looking at his creation with satisfaction, the half-lich's voice turned into an aria: "Earth corpses!"

Summoned by its name, the Earth Corpse immediately leaned down to look at its creator - the Earth Corpse was so large that even the Storm Giant could hardly match it, and the endless earth and earth elements turned into its bones and muscles, like the calamity of the earth itself.

It roared angrily, as if it wanted to resist, and the nearby dragon clan warriors also caused a certain commotion.

But Sneijder picked up a rune from the circle and quickly dismissed its plans.

"Your target is there," the half-lich stated in an uncolored voice, "there are your former compatriots there." ”

The word "compatriot" stimulated the undead transformed from a camel man sinner, and the earth corpse strode and ran.

As it passed, the earth rippled and caused unnatural tremors, and only a little bit of the ripple caused some of the desert kobolds to be knocked on their backs.