Seeing that Gul fell and flipped on his back, Bayer immediately grimaced, and the angry Chaos Champion almost came back to life.

Kemmler didn't expect that the lord of Bretonnia would refuse the temptation of going it alone and choose to stay closed.

Its old face twitched for a while, and its own observation of people's hearts was still not enough, but now that the wind of magic was in full swing, how many necromancers themselves had become out!

However, isn't it just a corpse ladder, if you collapse one, I'll get you five or six in the south, south, west, and northwest, and see how you prevent it!

Kemmler endured his fatigue and drove the wind of death with all his might, as if he had seen himself obtain a large number of dimensional stones and become the ruler of the continent.

That's right, necromancers are also very fond of dimensional stones, and their limited magic power has led to a limited number of troops that can be controlled in many cases, and only today can pull up a large army of the dead.

But if you get enough Dimension Stones, rely on them as a source of magic, and fight a rich war like today's every day, for Kemler, it is equivalent to conquering Tasson Monastery and obtaining the rare treasures inside!

Strengthen his necromancy and form a powerful army through the Dimensional Stone, for which he worked tirelessly to gather a huge army in Long Lake for several days.

Resurrect the dead, zombies, and skeletons day and night, and pull out their own ancient mound troops and vampire cronies, just to completely destroy the Long Lake Territory today!

He closed his eyes and began chanting the intricate resurrection spell on the carriage, which was not an artifact, but a nether engine that sealed the relics of a powerful necromancer.

Sealed the vampire wizard with the Nether Engine, Vlad. Feng. Castenin's arm, which can strengthen his resurrection of the dead, combined with today's violent magical winds, today's dead troops can be described as inexhaustible!

The vampire wizard secretly rejoiced in his heart, feeling the huge gathering of energy, his own dead, destroy everything!

Then a powerful bolt of ballista shot came through his side, and the force of the impact nearly knocked the carriage over.

The sorcery was disconnected, and Kemmler nearly collapsed, holding on to the carriage and watching in bewilderment as the huge bolt next to him plunged into the ground.

The force of the impact was so powerful that it didn't notice that in its pocket, an envelope with a viper symbol fell to the ground, covered in the dust kicked up by the battle.

But all the old wizard could think about at the moment...

What's that?

It thought about the full-body armored soldiers it saw today, the trebuchets, and now the ballistas.

Did I fight the Dwarven Fortress or the castle of Bretonnia?

And Baier was secretly babbling on the wall at the moment, thinking about the trajectory just now, and then complaining that the carriage was not big enough, and it was not killed!

He also knew that he couldn't let that old thing work his magic, and God knows what else he could do!

I just don't know if I can use the crossbow bolt when I pick it up...

He reloaded the ballista, and Kemmler, seeing the action on the wall, immediately began to make the carriage run extremely fast.

If you get smashed by that thing, you'll really die!

The situation on the battlefield suddenly became strange.

Although theoretically there is still a whole day left on the day of witchcraft, the wind of magic is powerful enough for Kemler to resurrect a whole bunch of zombies and skeletons in minutes.

But they don't even think they're stable enough...

What's more, Kemmler can't use magic if he wants to cast spells now, and if he stops, he will be attacked by ballistas.

At this moment, Gul and Kemmler under the high walls led a thousand grave guards (corpses) to frantically dodge arrows and catapults under the walls, and the ballistas that Bair himself mounted turned to shoot at Gul.

While chattering. "Tell you to beat my men, tell you to scare me!"

The Chaos Champion dog crawler style is used, and it is used on the ground!

Kemler, who was sitting in the carriage bound to the spirit, was in a state of misery as he dodged the attack, and he had exhausted his plans.

Today's spells on the day of witchcraft are strengthened, whether it is internal corruption, there are also sneak attacks, and even the situation of the reckless knight of Bretonnia who provokes the lord on the opposite side is ready.

But it didn't expect that the guy on the other side was not a traditional Bretonnian lord at all.

Kemmler could only watch powerlessly as his corpse army was constantly harvested.

And on the high wall, Bair was still in the mood to scold his crossbow archers.

"Why did you shoot half of the corpse demons, didn't I usually give you enough training?!"

In my heart, I secretly rejoiced that the accuracy of my troops was really high, and shooting a group of skeletons could cause large-scale losses so quickly.

And the loss of the corpse demon is also distressing for Kemler, after all, making them requires human souls, and they are not as magical as skeletons and zombies.

But in this situation, he alone is a necromancer who will definitely not be able to defeat this city.

When another ballista slammed through the carriage and nearly killed Kemler, the battle-hardened old vampire made a wise choice.

"Retreat, the whole army retreats!"

When the mighty army of necromancy picked up their heads, took their arms, and ran away like a pack of lost dogs, the soldiers on the walls breathed a sigh of relief.

In this battle, there was no loss except for the death of farmers, and Changhu was a commercial city, so it would not be too afraid of population decline at all.

Bair leaned against the city walls, looking at the messy plain and the rising sun, and the soldiers, peasants breathed a sigh of relief.

And Bayer finally felt one thing, he had won...

What a cow, a ghost, a snake god, it's better to suppress it with firepower!

Byer combed his back and said to the soldiers.

"For every person who dies, his relatives can go to my castle and receive compensation for 5 silver coins."

"The disabled can be compensated for 1 silver coin per month for one year."

"During this time, the defense of the territory will be strengthened, and the number of patrols will increase!"

After saying that, Baier saw that the dead had gone away, and sent people to clean up the battlefield.

"Take the valuable metal back and melt it to make farm tools, pay attention to cleaning up zombies."

When he finished commanding Sir and Knight Einhard to ride back to the castle, a flash of gold flashed, and Ellie, who had not slept all night, hugged his body with red eyes, not caring about the blood stains on it.

Although he was already an old husband and wife, Bayer couldn't help but blush his cheeks.

He rubbed his blonde hair affectionately, like a beautiful woman in his arms.

"I'm back."

Ellie rubbed the corners of her eyes, removing all the moist liquid from her eyes.

Sniffled. "I'm your goddess of victory, do you think you've been defeated when I came?"

Baier pouted, his goddess of victory should be Lakcha, but he still pushed the boat down.

"Yes, yes, yes..."

Beye, who had returned to his room after a big fight, was washing up, and then changed into new clothes when he was sleepy, intending to rest for a while.

But Sir Flender now walked to Bair's bedroom with a letter.

"Look, my lord, this is what we collected on the battlefield!"

Bair endured sleepiness and looked at the contents of the envelope, and his tired body suddenly refreshed.

"Damn, this is too exciting!"