The battle suddenly became clear, the soldiers carried the venom produced by the power of faith, and their weapons slashed the undead to the ground one by one, the batwolves let out a terrible scream, the flesh and blood rotted, and the stone mound bound spirits were also killed one by one, and the spirits were scattered.

Powerful beliefs bound those monsters' ability to regenerate, resurrect, and then be slashed by the slash.

The remaining undead, such as zombies, and skeletons are even more useless.

It only takes a soldier to kick it down, and even a peasant can deal with three or four, although there are huge numbers, but they are of little use in front of the city walls.

The dwarven trebuchets regrouped, and deadly projectile skeletons smashed zombies and monsters to pieces.

Baier now walked up to the city wall with his guards, his armor stained with zombie blood, and the surging green glimmer of the previous one had completely faded.

But that power did not dissipate, but lodged elsewhere, waiting for Bair's call.

At this moment, all two hundred Poisonblade soldiers are like this, and with a single thought, the power of faith will be mixed with the magic brought by the wind of magic to bless them.

"How's it going, sir?" Baier asked, and then looked at the army of the undead that was gradually crumbling under the castle tower.

Flender was overjoyed when he saw Beyer, and immediately said.

"The battle situation is stable, and Lakcha's power is really useful! Long live Bretonnia! ”

But as soon as the words fell, the zombies and bones suddenly stepped out of the way, and a group of well-armed skeleton troops wearing brown plate armor walked out.

They are not grayish-white instead of ordinary white bones, but rather a much older tan.

Similar to the color of their plate armor, they lack the muscles that make them appear baggy, dry, and shriveled when they wear that type of armor.

Sir Flender knows that kind of thing, this is the Grave Guard, also known as the corpse, unlike the skeleton, they are the product of the soul of the living bound in the bones, with some of the living combat experience, and the power is also much stronger!

At this moment, they formed a legion, about a thousand or so, four phalanxes, and the pace was orderly.

A pale-faced old man, dressed in a black robe and a large wizard's hat, sat atop a cart pulled by a necromantic horse, its arms raised high, and a large number of dark winds of death gathered.

Many of the necromancers rose from the ground, glued back together by the magic, and then actively crawled under the walls, allowing their bodies to fold under the walls to form a tall ladder of corpses.

It was the intense magic of this day of sorcery that gave Kemmler the confidence to attack the tall walls of Bair.

Bayer is not in a hurry, he has been preparing for so long, just to deal with this old man, and what is dead should die well!

Bair's body was full of green, and the soldiers and peasants around him looked like gods when they saw him like this.

"Rakcha is on top, the Poison Blade soldiers obey the order and go with me to behead the lord on the other side!"

A hundred people lined up at the moment and shouted.

"Yes, we are your blades."

The glittering silver dwarven armor and its heavily armed troops shone with a light of faith around Bair.

They stepped on a ladder of corpses and descended, and even the corpse armoured corpse troops could not resist their powerful attacks.

Only a hundred people relied on the narrow terrain of the ladder to send countless corpse demons flying, and the heavy armor of their corpse demons could not protect them a single bit.

If the giant axe of the Poison Blade Force breaks through the defense, and the body is touched, even the corpses of a hundred years and thousands of years will be destroyed in an instant.

The sound of bones clashing sounded constantly, and on the ladder of zombies and skeletons, soldiers played ping-pong balls to slaughter creatures that were supposed to be at rest.

Seeing this, Kemmler ordered one of the soldiers next to his carriage.

"Güll, deal with them and let this group of powerful warriors join my legion!"

A former champion in the armor of chaos lifted his skull, which had turned into a skeleton, pale blue flames burning in his eye sockets.

"Yes, Master Kemmler."

One step at a time, heavy footsteps were enough to trample the earth and make footprints in the dirt.

The corpse demons on the ladder were awakened by its power, and instinctively climbed down and jumped, and the position was not high, but it was just unbearable.

But the corpse demon in the high place was already willing to break his body, and he didn't dare to stand in the way of the former Chaos Champion.

The battle axes and armor blessed by the Sadism are no less than the dwarven weapons, the bright red runes of the Fallen and the skull decorations show the visual violence, and the great power of its life has been preserved by the subtle necromancy Nine times out of ten.

It is now both a vampire's servant and a master of violence, having conquered Kalade. Red Eye Mountain reaches near Riptide Pass and is known as the Dwarf Killer.

It served in Nagash, the ancestor of the necromancy, the king of the tombs.

Now, once again, it has stepped into the fray, confronted with what has been repeated for millennia.

The huge bloody battle axe split the air, instantly slashing the two poison-bladed soldiers in front of him, the plate armor on his body was broken into two knots, and he fell directly on the city wall, and was knocked three or four meters away!

You know, even if you have someone with armor, two people get 300 kilograms!

Thankfully, the powerful armor saved both of them.

Güll's strength made the atmosphere of the battlefield seem to freeze, and it was strong enough for a man to use his body to knock through all of Bair's defenses.

This is the Chaos Champion, the undead corpse, Güll.

Bair was surprised at first, then angry, and finally frightened.

Because the value of the two poison blade soldiers is already difficult to measure in gold coins, the powerful warrior who followed him around was almost killed by this skeleton?!

"Retreat, I'll deal with it."

The voice was low, but anyone on the ladder could hear it clearly, and the Poisonblade soldiers retreated in an orderly manner, quickly making way for their lords.

Gul looked at this young man who was much lower than his height, and the soul flame in his eyes rolled gently.

"You're strong."

It doesn't like too much dialogue, picks up a giant axe, and slashes it with a knife, which is fast and inhuman.

It looked like a weapon the size of an ordinary person was as light as a short sword in his hand, and Bayer was able to hold up the hilt of a tomahawk by virtue of his faith.

A clear sharp impact reverberated across the battlefield, and everyone present was engrossed.

The dwarven battle axe showed its rune light after being chopped, stabilizing the axe, otherwise it would be directly cut in half by this terrible axe!

Baier came back to his senses, and it was also dangerous and terrifying, and he was sure that the strength of this monster was really terrifying, if it wasn't for his belief bonus, he was regarded as the chosen one, and I am afraid that he had been killed by it.

Now his strength is only about the same as him!

Bair immediately kicked the warrior back a few steps.

Baier was not stupid, he didn't want to fight the man, he saw that the whole army had returned to the city walls, and immediately retreated.

Then before Gul could react, he smashed a part of the ladder in front of him with an axe, and a shaking made Gul unable to move, and the bone meal flew up, revealing a huge gap of almost 4-5 meters.

Bair ran to the wall and spoke to the soldiers and peasants next to him. "Help, dismantle it!"

There was a rush of scrambles, knives and axes, and it took a few seconds to knock down the huge ladder, setting off a huge burst of smoke...

The corpse ladder collapsed, and Gul fell to the ground violently, and the height of more than ten meters did not hurt it, but it had lived for so many years, and it was the first time to see such a shameless lord!