On the battlefield, ravens hovered over the battlefield, holding an eye that could turn at any time in his mouth.

Immediately opened his mouth, his eyes were suspended in the sky, and the entire battlefield was full of such eyeballs, so that the two huge armies in the fierce battle did not notice for a while, and there were third forces among them, who were paying attention to this war.

"I have to say that the 'Death Victims' group of guys are really ruthless, patient, and courageous. ”

At the edge of the ancient battlefield, on a luxuriant tree, the three-headed shadow dragon was lying in a newly captured magic bird's nest, and in front of them was a huge crystal ball.

The situation on the battlefield is clearly visible inside.

Horn switches a peep eye to get a better view of the war.

The undead army of 30,000 people was used as bait for the last moment of poison explosion, and 30,000 undead creatures, each with a spell on their bodies.

Such a large mobile poison source will take at least a few months to prepare, and according to Milot's intelligence, the 'Death Victims' have several sets of countermeasures to deal with enemy attacks.

"This crusade army is estimated to have suffered heavy casualties!" Mio looked at the falling warriors, and the middle ground where the hand-to-hand soldiers met was almost a dead place, and the dark green poisonous mist completely shrouded it.

Such a dense poison gas that even some powerful warriors could not resist.

Just this attack, the number of deaths of the crusading army is definitely close to 10,000, and most of the remaining people will become extremely weakened due to the impact of the poisonous gas, and then the second wave of death will come.

It also gave Horn a glimpse of Onton, the necromancer's ruthless methods.

has the strength and means, after this round of sneak attacks, the crusade army is almost in a state of semi-collapse.

It takes a lot of medicinal herbs to heal those who are alive, and the priests, who believe in justice, will surely help from this.

As a result, the entire crusading army was completely bound by the wounded, and the kingdom of Bato also required a huge amount of manpower and material resources.

The final victory may belong to both kingdoms, but it will definitely come at a terrible price.

What's more, the entire crusading army is no longer able to move forward, and the Death Dead has plenty of time to deal with the rest of the war.

The advantages established by the two kingdoms were completely lost in this round of conquest, and the battles that followed became even more difficult.

The Holy Warrior Regiment and the 3,000 cavalry were not affected by the poison gas because they rushed out of the range of the undead army, but each of them had a face full of anger.

Pendleton, in particular, would have ended in such a battle with absolute superiority, and the army of death appeared solely to die with them.

The undead army that has released the poisonous gas all over its body has weakened to the extreme.

Abbott, the transcendent mage, looked at the battlefield full of poisonous gas, and his expression became extremely serious, as a huge magic power was unleashed.

A strong wind blew on the battlefield, and the strong wind blew away the poisonous gases that permeated the battlefield.

"All mages support the warriors ahead, and the priests are always ready to receive poisoned soldiers. ”

Isaac looked at all this with a grim face, and the dead were the most elite warriors of the Bato Kingdom.

A holy healing light fell on the poisoned soldiers on the battlefield, and similarly, the holy light was like a scorching flame burning their bodies to the undead.

A silent soul roar filled the battlefield.

The poisoned soldiers began to evacuate from the battlefield, and the sheer number of them was so large that even all the priests combined seemed overstretched.

Pendleton's paladins and cavalry charged at them again, their hooves crushing the undead in their way, and they had to buy time for the wounded warriors to evacuate.

Powerful warriors and mages withstand the attacks of the undead, a magical barrier that separates us from our enemies.

"Let us in!"

Some of the warriors who were so poisoned that they couldn't retreat at the first time were isolated from the barrier, desperately banging on the magic barrier, rippling in it, looking frightened and painful.

Isaac watched all this with a sad expression, and could only watch as they were torn apart by the undead creatures chasing after them.

The painful plea before death, separated by a magical barrier, is the two heavens of life and death.

The people who escaped watched their comrades being killed with depressed expressions, and the whole battlefield looked extremely weird.

In the bunker, Abdul glanced at Onton with appreciation, the opponent's outstanding talent allowed the undead legion, which was not dominant, to easily defeat the army led by the holy warriors.

With a small Boda has achieved brilliant results.

"I'm curious, what are you going to do next?"

Aung Don chuckled lightly, and said respectfully and humbly: "Naturally, it is to grasp the fighter plane, and say that all the undead creatures in the entire ancient battlefield have been mobilized, and before dawn comes, they will be able to attack."

When the time comes, under the leadership of the adults, these invading enemies will definitely collapse and become puppets controlled by the adults. ”

In the face of Onton's praise, Abdul was happy in his heart, witty and very good at being a person: "I believe that my lord will appreciate a believer like you, and when I go back, I will take credit for you." ”

Aung Don's face was overjoyed, and he thanked him repeatedly.

It was almost dusk, and the cavalry and mages had exerted tremendous strength to rid the battlefield of all the undead.

Paladins and priests are using the spell of "Cleanse Evil" to dispel the evil aura of warriors who have been killed by the undead, so that they do not become the new undead and become the minions of the enemy.

All the priests, at the moment their faces were pale, the number of dead was too great, plus there were many wounded soldiers.

The sheer number is simply not something they can handle, and even with the help of the Paladin, they still can't make up for the huge gap.

Pendleton also spared no effort to cast holy light to dispel the evil aura left on the corpse.

"Lord Pendleton, let's get some rest!"

Isaac held the water bag in his hand and handed it to Pendleton, who took a sip of it, and then without saying a word, cast a spell to dispel the evil aura from the deceased.

"Sir, take a break.

Prevent those undead from attacking again, you are the most critical link in the entire army, and the overall situation is important!"

Seeing that Pendleton was unmoved, Isaac was a little anxious in his heart, once Pendleton himself was too consumed, if the enemy attacked again, the entire crusading army might fall into the danger of annihilation.

Abbott, Viola, and the rest of the Paladins came over to persuade Pendleton to rest.

Under the persuasion of everyone, Pendleton stopped what he was doing, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Okay!"

Although this defeat was not his fault, he still felt guilty when he looked at these dead soldiers.