Chapter 126 Skeleton Sea
The sound of drums and horns was like water poured into a hot oil pan, making the entire main camp boil.
The originally carefree soldiers seemed to have turned into a group of ants that had lost their nests, running around, shouting, and bumping into each other, not knowing where they were or what they should do!
A nobleman came out of the main camp tent cursing, as if he wanted to teach the soldiers who "lied about military information". However, when he saw the seemingly boundless army of skeletons, he was immediately shocked. He sat on the ground, opened his mouth and screamed, but he couldn't say a word!
Another nobleman walked out of the big tent. Seeing his appearance, he held his belly and laughed, then turned his head, and the smile froze on his face.
"Hand of death——!"
The screams were quickly drowned in the noisy environment, and the main camp was finally awakened. The nobles poured out like headless flies, and then ran towards their own camp. direction.
At the end, Viscount Morgan, with the support of his personal guards, walked out of the big tent with a blushing face, and someone put a tailor-made giant armor on him.
The guards brought Viscount Morgan's mount, which was a third-level monster "Two-Horned Nightmare". Although it still looked like a horse, it was three meters high at the shoulders, five meters long, and had a The two huge twisted horns and the black fur are like a dense fog that cannot be blown away in the wind!
Two guards moved to mount the horse post, and three knights held up Viscount Morgan's butt, but even so, he still tried four or five times until the two-horned nightmare became impatient and reluctantly sat on it. .
Raven looked at it on the high slope and shook his head - what a pity for that monster!
At this moment, a messenger came to Raven's camp: "Baron Raven, Viscount John, please come over!"
"Come right away." Raven agreed, He turned around and ordered: "Eric, come with me. The others stay where they are and listen to my orders at any time!"
Leaven rode all the way to Viscount John's camp.
As they have already been prepared, the nobles from Xuefeng County have already completed their army formation.
This time, in addition to bringing 300 Xuefeng legions, Viscount John also organized a large group of 500 serf soldiers. He was also the strongest among the many nobles in Xuefeng County.
His Xuefeng Legion is a heavy infantry, all members are equipped with chain armor, and the equipment is mainly heavy weapons such as giant axes and war hammers. The serf soldiers are all ordinary leather armor, and their weapons are long swords, The quality of the spears is also very average, just highlight one and it can be used.
At this time, Viscount John was standing on the high platform, looking at the movements of the skeleton army. Judra, Kate, and Romney were also nearby, and their expressions were not very good.
Leaven came on stage, greeted these people, and also looked in the direction of the skeleton soldiers.
Even after experiencing the first wave of impact, Raven was still deeply shocked by the sight in his eyes.
Like a jungle of bones rising from the ground, the armies of the Hand of Death advanced mightily from three directions. There was no formation, and there was no need for formation. This number alone was enough to swamp people!
How many skeletons are there, thirty thousand, fifty thousand, or eighty thousand?
"At least one hundred thousand." Viscount John's face was cold and his voice was very heavy: "One hundred thousand skeleton soldiers."
Five times the number of the aristocratic coalition of the five northwest counties!
These words made the nobles on the stage look even more ugly.
In front of them is an endless plain with a wide field of vision. The Skeleton Sea is not moving very fast. Although it is gradually approaching, it will take at least half an hour to advance to the camp.
“We have had some experiences with the Hand of Death several times.” Viscount John’s voice was still steady: “The legions of the Hand of Death seem to be huge in number, but most of them are ordinary undead that can be summoned at will. They are weak, and one serf soldier can deal with two or three."
"Skeleton soldiers like this can be called cannon fodder. The soul fire in it is gray."
Viscount John continued: "Elite skeletons, we call them first-level skeleton soldiers, can use fighting spirit, their bones are denser and tougher, and their weapons and equipment are more sophisticated."
“The soul fire in the eyes of this kind of skeleton soldier is white. You must be careful when you encounter it.”
"Then there is the second level. The undead creatures at this stage include not only skeleton soldiers, but also bone cavalry, which are characterized by green soul fire."
Hearing this, Judra added: "The undead Creatures are not as strong as extraordinary ones of the same level, but they have no weaknesses except for their heads. Unless they are sure that their soul fire has been extinguished, they must not You can relax your vigilance.”
“There are probably third-level or even fourth-level undead creatures above the second level.” John continued: “We have not encountered them in the previous battles. Once you find that the color of the soul fire of a skeleton is wrong, be careful."
Raven nodded slowly and kept these words in mind.
What Viscount John said was all dry stuff. There was no inspiring or impassioned speech, but it made the nobles on the high platform calm down. They no longer were immersed in the shock of the sea of skeletons and began to His mind was focused on how to deal with the crisis at hand.
"The opponent has too many people, and we have too few people." Romney analyzed in a low voice: "The best way now is to break out."
Everyone understands what he means, the so-called "breakout" , just to keep the bastards from the main camp here to delay time and run away on their own.
But no one responded to him, not even Raven.
Viscount John shook his head slightly: "Except for all the cavalry of Baron Raven, we are all infantry. If we want to escape, we must abandon the baggage - the skeletons are tireless, but the living cannot."
“Furthermore, if we really escape like this and the nobles of the five northwest counties are burned here, what should we do if the Hand of Death continues to advance?”
This was the reason why Raven could not escape immediately, and also the reason why Viscount John chose to hide the news. "Damn Morgan!" Kate punched her fist hard!
More than half of the nobles and elites from Xuefeng County, Shippok County, Essex County, Hampshire County, and Savery County are concentrated here.
It is because Viscount Morgan relies on his prestige to win over so many nobles and cannot integrate them, that everyone is forced to be where they are now!
The most disgusting thing is that the nobles of the five counties now have no intention of fighting. The reason why they have not collapsed yet is just because no one wants to bear the reputation of being the first to flee and trigger the collapse of the coalition forces!
"In a moment, come out of camp and form a formation." Viscount John said: "I am the front army, Kate and Romney are on my left; Judra and Raven are on my right."
"We have the number of people There are only less than two thousand, what we have to do is to hold on until If someone is the first to escape, let's retreat together!"
"If there is any emergency, I will be the one behind!"
John's words were loud and clear, and all the nobles, including Raven, were there! Inside, everyone nodded and accepted the order.
This is why Judra still follows Viscount John even though she clearly desires merit.
In addition to his tyrannical personal strength, the most important thing is that this man carries the glory of the nobility of the old era and values honor more than his own life.
Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and less than one-third of the troops in the main camp could be successfully assembled. At this moment, the massive undead soldiers were less than 300 meters away from the main camp!
Looking around, there is an almost invisible ocean of bones.
The eyes of the skeleton soldiers burned with gray soul fire, and the bones were covered with dust, blood and stains. The weapons in their hands were various, including rusty swords, knives, shields, hoes, axes, pitchforks and even... Kitchen knives, and occasionally a skeleton with a few rags hanging on it, but most of them had no protection at all.
Among these cannon fodder skeletons, there are elite first-order skeletons. They are covered in rusty but thick armor. They hold giant swords or battle axes in their hands, with white souls in their eyes. flame.
Further back, there are bone cavalry riding on undead horses. Both the knight and the horse are covered in armor. The green flames in their eyes are flickering. They are breathing gray-white smoke with the smell of death in their mouths and noses. Just standing there, It makes people instinctively start to fear.
Woo——
The horn sounded, and Viscount Morgan’s troops moved!
There are a total of two thousand people. The front army is 600 elites wearing heavy armor, and the rear is serf soldiers holding various weapons.
And Viscount Morgan was riding on the back of the two-horned nightmare, his fat body wrapped in special armor, with a battle flag fluttering in the wind behind him!
Viscount Morgan actually took the initiative to charge towards the ocean of the undead!
A trace of surprise flashed in Raven's eyes. Viscount Morgan's body was no different from that of ordinary people. Even if he was riding on the back of a third-level monster, once he fell into the sea of undead, there was no possibility of survival.
Is he seeking death?
Morgan is indeed seeking death.
Sitting on the back of a war horse, he had to rely on the hook on the edge of the saddle to barely hold the thick war hammer. He knew his own weakness better than anyone else.
In the battle thirty years ago, although he held his position, few people mentioned the cost - more than two-thirds of his soldiers were lost in the battle, including his two sons and a nephew.
It was also in that war that his power seeds were irreversibly damaged, his fighting spirit gradually lost, and his strength retreated day by day.
Originally, Morgan thought he would die in bed, but unexpectedly, the turmoil of the Hand of Death began.
As the Sheriff of Shippok County, he has the obligation to protect the entire county; and as a war hero, he is rightly pushed to the position of leader.
He doesn’t have that ability, nor does he have that energy.
But he couldn't refuse because he couldn't let go of his reputation and didn't want his family's reputation to be shamed because of him!
The reason why Viscount Morgan wants to camp here is because he wants the Hand of Death to take his life. In this way, his reputation can be spread and more people can be aware of the Hand of Death. horrible.
However, for more than ten days in a row, the camp became more and more bloated, and the Order of the Hand of Death was still missing. He could only keep numbing himself with wine.
Now, the time has finally come!
He raised his war hammer high and roared from his broad chest: "——Charge!!!"
The will to die was conveyed, and the private soldiers under Morgan's command shouted in unison:
"Charge——"
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(End of this chapter)
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