The huge city walls were full of soldiers, huge bed crossbows were placed all over the city, and hundreds of necromantic warriors charged the front line, most of them were apprentices and apprentices, and after the fighting spirit unfolded, they formed a large green light, and tried to attack the city wall along the ladders.

Rows of apprentice-level and apprentice-level necromancers stood behind, and the low-level necromancer mountain smashed towards the city tower with a tsunami, and the spells that were originally very powerful formed a huge coercion after being issued by hundreds of mages together.

The soldiers defending the city on the city wall were under tremendous pressure, and under the leadership of the temporary commander, they were attacking the city in an orderly manner, huge stones rolled down the city wall, and huge crossbow arrows flew out.

There was a huge monster outside the city gate, a terrible layer of abscesses lying on its body, barbs erected on its spine, it was waving its huge arms to beat the city gate, and the wood chips on the city gate flew sideways under one blow, making a huge noise to cheer up the necromantic army outside the city.

Mo David looked from afar, and saw that the commander of the city was covered with a nine-layer green fighting light, and he was a bronze ninth-level warrior, and a trainee-level necromantic warrior had just climbed to the top of the city, and was cut in half by his sword.

A soldier of the ninth rank of bronze can hold the position of deputy commander in the local army, but because he is now awarded the temporary command, he wears a medal with the rank of regimental commander on his chest.

The situation was extremely grim, although there were a large number of soldiers in the city, only a small number of officers had fighting spirit, and the most ordinary warriors in the Necromantic Legion were apprentice-level cultivators.

In the local ordinary regiment, the apprentice level can serve as a platoon commander, the midshipman level can serve as a company commander, and the bronze level can serve as the battalion commander of a battalion. However, because of the huge losses in the battle, it is difficult for the officers in the city of Shalbo in front of them to complete even such a basic establishment.

Originally, there was a division of troops stationed in the city, but the division commander, Count Buku, received the route of the Necromantic Legion in advance, and after learning that their next stop was Sharbo City, he directly led most of his men and horses to withdraw directly from Sharbo City, and called it a strategic retreat.

What is even more ridiculous is that after learning of Buku's retreat plan, all the senior government officials in the province of Sharpo asked to join in this strategic retreat.

So only one regiment was left to guard the city of Sharbo, and the commander of the regiment who had been left behind begged Buku to take him with him. In the end, Buku had no choice but to leave a new regimental commander named Campbaton and let him lead the soldiers to guard the city of Sharbo.

A native of Sharbo, the people of Sharbo put their last hope in him, and after the Necromantic Legion was formed, he vowed to live and die with Sharpo.

The brutality of the war was not a huge attrition on both sides, but a one-sided slaughter, and now the soldiers of Sharbo City can only rely on the tall walls to stop the progress of the Necromantic Legion,

Combaton looked at the dark necromantic army under the city, his face was a little pale, he looked up at the sky, knelt on the ground and prayed sincerely: "Great God of Light, open your eyes and look at your people!"

However, a new offensive soon began, and the necromantic warrior once again showed signs of breaking through the walls, so he had to quickly get up and continue to fight.

The slightest touch of the fighting spirit of the necromantic warriors on the city wall would instantly turn into a pile of dry bones. The huge death aura was tantamount to tremendous mental pressure for these soldiers who insisted on guarding.

The soldiers did not dare to touch them, so they could only stab neatly with their spears, but the attack of this power would not do any harm to the vindictive necromantic warriors at all.

Only by cooperating with an officer who also has a fighting spirit can dozens of people be exchanged for the life of a necromantic warrior, and after the necromantic warrior dies, he immediately turns into a puff of dust and disappears.

The loss of human soldiers was so fast, a regiment of 4,000 men had already lost more than half of them in less than an hour, and at this rate, the Necromantic Legion was estimated to be able to break through the city and slaughter it soon.

On the hillside in the distance, David Mo and Anisha looked at each other, obviously shocked by the extremely tragic scene. After a moment of silence, Anisha opened her mouth to break the silence.

"This city is no longer walkable, let's take a detour. ”

But contrary to her expectations, David Mo did not answer her immediately, he pondered for a moment before he hesitated a little: "The people of Sharbo City are innocent, and I can't face their plight and be indifferent. ”

Hearing his words, Anisa's face was slightly cramped, and she opened her mouth but finally said nothing.

Seeing that her face was a little embarrassed, David Mo whispered to her: "I don't need you to make a move, I'll just go there alone." Your mental strength has been traumatized, and now you still have to heal from your injuries. ”

Anisha's mental strength still hadn't healed, so he understood her plight, but from the bottom of his heart he felt he had to do something.

Anisha gently tugged at his arm and stopped, "Although this group of necromantic cultivators is humble, there are too many of them. Don't go, let's take a detour, don't you humans still have an army?"

"How can I remain indifferent to my compatriots who are about to suffer now. ”

"Then I'll go with you, although the mental power is still a little traumatic, it shouldn't be difficult to deal with this group of low-level necromantic legions. ”

But David Mo refused, he broke away from Anisa's arm and said to her, "If my life is really in danger, it will not be too late for you to strike at that time." ”

After he finished speaking, he galloped towards the city of Sharbo without looking back.

More and more necromantic warriors stood on the head of the city of Sharbo, and the mages below immediately increased the release of spells on the city, and one by one the black wind balls smashed over, causing all the ordinary soldiers who had the courage to resist on the city head to instantly turn into a pile of dry bones.

Seeing that the city was about to be undefended, Cambaton gave an order, and the remaining hundreds of soldiers directly set fire to the city and withdrew together.

"It's miserable, my lord! we really can't resist, so let's let the brethren get out of the city!" shouted a battalion commander beside Combaton with an anxious expression.

Another officer beside Cambaton said with tears in his eyes: "Yes, my lord, I can't continue to defend it! This is a war, this is a massacre at all!"

The battle they have endured today is so brutal that it is a miracle for them to hold on until now. For something as inexplicable as the Necromantic Legion, they simply don't have any strength to resist.

Combaton glanced at the soldiers around him, clenched his fists and said slowly, "But this city is full of people from Sharbo! ”

Hearing his words, everyone lowered their heads and was silent without saying a word, he already knew his thoughts in his heart when he saw this scene, and finally sighed and closed his eyes after half a sound...... Let's go. ”

The necromantic legion outside the city surrounded three and one of them, leaving the north gate to let the soldiers' psychological defense line collapse and escape. They only need the souls of the people in this city, because their cultivation method is to obtain human souls and sacrifice to the demon lord to improve their cultivation.

It was precisely because of this terrifying cultivation method of the Necromantic cultivators that their appearance was a huge disaster for human beings.

Seeing that Cambatten did not set off to retreat together, the battalion commander asked again, "Won't you come with us, my lord?"

Combaton raised his head, his eyes showed determination, and he only heard him say slowly: "Sharbo is my hometown, even if I can't protect her, I will die for her!"

The others wanted to persuade him again, so he waved his hand and said, "Don't say anything, take advantage of the slightest chance to escape now, open the north gate and let you go!"

Everyone looked at each other, although they did not want to abandon the commander, but the hope of survival was already in front of them, and the soldiers lined up in several rows, solemnly saluted Combaton, and then hurried to the north gate under the leadership of the battalion commander.

At this time, the people in the city have fallen into extreme panic, all kinds of wails are all over the city, and now it is only an hour before the siege of the Necromantic Legion, and the city of Sharbo, which can be listed as the hero of the world, has been breached in such a short period of time!

For a time, the streets and alleys were filled with all kinds of desperate shouts.

"The city is broken! The demons of the Necronomion Legion have come in!"

"The defenders can't even hold it for an hour!"

"It's over! Woo...... The devil has come to the top of the city!"

"There's an army running to the north city! they're ready to abandon us!"

......

A large number of people tried to exit the north gate with the fleeing soldiers, but the crowd was so large that the anxious army turned their guns on the people.

An officer shouted to all the people who were following him: "Tm! Stay here, and all the people are not allowed to leave the city!"

Some of the soldiers who couldn't stand it asked loudly: "My lord, they are just ordinary people!"

"I can't do it so much, if we all run away from the north gate, those devils will definitely follow us!" he replied with a loud roar, and when all the soldiers had finished passing, he actually closed the north gate again with a "bang"!

"Brothers, run, this sharbo is about to become a dead city!" the battalion commander yelled at the end, and spurred the Pegasus beast under his crotch to flee the lifeless city.

The city of Sharbo had two walls, and now that the first wall had been occupied, Combaton sat alone on the second wall, quietly watching the necromantic warriors below rush towards the wall.

His eyes were full of despair, and he looked up at the sky and muttered, "Shalbo City is finished......

Just as a large number of necromancers outside the city were shouting high-pitched cheers for their victory, the air burst into bursts of extremely terrifying roars, and before the three or four necromancers standing at the end could react, they suddenly turned into ashes and dissipated into the air.

Then there were more and more roars, and thirty or forty mages were killed in an instant with these roars, and the mage camp in the Necromantic Legion finally found the problem and quickly turned to look behind them.

I saw a young man in white holding a golden longbow, standing proudly a hundred feet away and staring at them coldly!