Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Red and Black Pillar of Light
Ask for a recommendation to collect the click......
And I know that my level is really not good.,Ask for a light spray.,As long as it's not up, it's generally acceptable.,(such as pointing out various shortcomings or something) The kind of person who scolds us as soon as he comes is sorry......
Huang Leyang had successfully turned the thorn vine out of his right palm, and the constantly consuming soul fire still made Huang Leyang feel a little uncomfortable, feeling that his soul fire was constantly becoming weak, which was not a good thing for an undead creature.
However, after Huang Leyang successfully untied the shackles of his right palm, he found that his fingers could no longer reach the thorny vines upward.
Then Huang Leyang began to think about how to free himself from the shackles of his lower body, first freed his left hand as concocted, and then began to use his sharp finger bones to scratch on the thorns wrapped around his thighs, although the effect was not very large, but he fully believed that it would not be long before he could break off the two thorns and free his lower body. (Many people say that they can't see the existence of pig's feet, but the current pig's feet are just a small silver skeleton, and the combat effectiveness is completely useless here, and the pig's feet are not a general who is responsible for commanding can have various strategic performances, please wait with peace of mind, after this war, the next summon can be based on pig's feet)
And just when Huang Leyang successfully untied his hands, thousands of iron cans had successfully rushed to the front of the undead, flashing swords slashed, and the undead were killed a lot without making any decent resistance, and the weapons of the undead could not break the defenses of the guards at all, whether it was the mace of the werewolf or the half-rotten claws of the monitor lizard, which left a mark on the strong armor of the guards.
Although these undead creatures are converted from the elite of the swamp clan, and they are not much worse than the guards in terms of strength, but the gap in equipment is simply worlds apart, if the equipment of the guards of the Langton Legion is converted into gold coins, it is enough to arm dozens of equal werewolves or lizardmen, and the swamp clan has no way to buy iron tools, and the only way for them to get iron tools is to rely on smuggling from abroad, and the smuggling is poor and expensive, and it will not take long for it to rot in an area like the swamp and it will not be able to use itγ
As for the maces that the werewolves are equipped with, they are all made after the broken iron tools are melted, and these inferior weapons are basically in the hands of the leaders of various tribes.
The food of the swamp people mainly comes from dead breeding organisms and a crop that can be planted on the swamp - Gauguin, a plant similar to the reed, but this kind of can be eaten, although the yield of Gauguin is relatively low, but fortunately, the swamp is relatively broad, and the planting range is quite broad, barely able to meet the needs of the swamp people.
The undead converted from the swamp clan of course inherited their equipment during their lifetime, and in the face of the Langton legion, which completely relied on equipment to crush them, these undead could only launch a fruitless charge again and again, and soon the Guards broke through the weak undead defense line and successfully joined their allies the swamp clan.
Looking at those swamp people who were chased by the undead, the Hebrews didn't know what kind of expression to use to face it, if nothing else, this war basically ended in the victory of the necromancers, and as a member of the destroyed country, even if they could survive this war, they would not be able to survive the rest of their lives.
"I'm ...... Not...... The temporary leader of these swamp clans, you can call me Uri, huh...... I don't know what Your Excellency should call him?" the crocodile man called Uri was a little confused, and he didn't know what to say in the face of this situation, so he could only finish such a paragraph in a hurry, waiting for Hebrew's instructions, and if he was still very tough at this time, he would be brainless.
"I'm the Hebrew Commander of the Langton Legion, and I won't be verbose because of the urgency of time, and if you don't mind, you can follow my command. Heber's words were direct, his burning gaze shining through the armor into Uri's eyes.
"Huh, we are willing to accept your command, but only if we cannot be treated as cannon fodder, and we have all our strength to refuse those missions that will be sent to death. Uri turned his head to look at the few people around him and said.
"I'm afraid not, the next journey is the road to death, everyone's task is to fight to the death, whether it is life or death has nothing to do with my Langton Legion, if you agree, the swamp clan will be responsible for the defense of our left rear. Hebrew's words were firm, "But I will allow you to breathe a sigh of relief for a while, but I will not give you much time to rest." β
"Good...... All right. Uri could only agree.
"Very good!" Hebrew motioned to these swamp clans to fill the void behind him, and then swung his sword forward again, at this moment their target was the monsters that had caused them great damage, and at this time the main force had changed from the Lanton Legion to those battle priests, the Lanton Legion was responsible for dragging the monster's attack, and the battle priest was responsible for taking the opportunity to destroy the monster's head with divine magic, after all, there were still relatively few monsters whose soul fire was hidden in the chest.
However, the plan to prepare to attack the monster was not so smooth, although the undead creatures that kept surging under the wolf howl blocked the attack of the monster, but also blocked the way of the Langton Legion, although the threat was not great, but it was completely possible to consume the physical strength of the Langton Legion.
When the Langton Legion was about to break through the undead and contact the monster, the strange wolf howl sounded again, and a red-black pillar of light emerged from the original swamp clan's station, and the pillar of light several meters wide soared into the sky, from which a stream of evil power emerged, and those who were close could also see the twisted faces hovering above the pillar of light, most of the faces on them were werewolves and lizardmen.
"Everyone be on guard!" Hebrew felt a hint of fear in his heart the moment he saw the pillar of light.
"Damn the undead!" Noah walked quickly to Hebrew's side, "Looks like someone has been promoted to the seventh order, and it's an evil undead." β
And Christine, who had been standing in place at the moment when the pillar of light appeared, raised her head violently, and a silver-white flame burned up and down her body, and then formed a pair of wings formed by pure white flames behind her, with the vibration of the wings, the fine flames were sprinkled like feathers, and in the next moment, Christine had already flown into the sky and rushed towards the direction of the pillar of light.
The two angels who were flying towards Anthony also frowned when they saw the rising pillar of light, but when they saw Christine's fire rising at the same time, they glanced at each other and continued to look for Anthony.