Chapter 128: Defeat (Ten Thousand Words Update 5)
That is a death warrior who belongs to the Order of the Hand of Death. His duty is to blend in with the skeleton army and take advantage of the chaos to harvest the opponent's officers and main force!
Aware of Judra's menacing momentum, the death warrior took out a short spear from his backpack, and the gray-white undead fighting energy wrapped around it. He spread his legs apart, twisted his shoulders and waist, and exerted force Throw the short spear out!
The short spear was wrapped with fighting spirit and cut through the sky, bringing up a gray trajectory. The corners of Judra's eyebrows jumped. He held the flaming sword with both hands and raised it in front of his eyes. Then he took a deep breath and blew hard!
Fighting energy spurted out from the mouth, skipping the spine of the sword, and turned into a ball of flames like a curtain wall. Then he raised his hands and wrists upwards, and suddenly slashed downwards. The wall of fire crashed towards him under the action of the fierce smoke screen. Push forward!
The second level combat skill, Fire Blowing Slash!
The short bone spear was split in half in an instant, and the flame began to burn. The flame curtain wall passed by and immediately engulfed a group of skeleton soldiers, creating more than ten movable torches!
Boom——
The curtain wall smashed down, and the death warrior drew out a giant white bone sword to face it. The grey-defeated undead fighting energy spurted out, and the wall of fire was immediately knocked apart, and little sparks were scattered. The kailai fell on him and set his clothes on fire.
The undead fighting spirit surged, tearing the flame-burning clothes apart, revealing a body that surprised Judra.
The skin is a deathly blue-gray, covered with shriveled wrinkles, fangs protruding from the ulcerated lips, the nose is almost completely rotten, leaving only dark holes, and the eye sockets are empty and burning. Light green flame!
That is not a living person, but a... rotten corpse! ?
The Rot Soul Corpse grinned, showing a cruel smile, and let out a roar. He used his legs hard, and a cloud of dust exploded on the ground. The undead fighting energy around him surged and burned like a flame, condensing around him. He saw several ferocious phantoms and headed straight for Judral.
Judra lowered the corners of his mouth, held the flaming sword in both hands, and rode up!
At this moment, the ghostly phantom form composed of the undead fighting spirit suddenly changed and turned into Angel, Denise, and even his long-dead mother and wife!
They spoke all at once, making bursts of shrill sounds of unknown meaning, but in Judra's ears, they were all filled with heart-wrenching and harsh words.
"Trash!" "Coward!" "Poor thing!" "Wimp!" "Worthless!"
Judra's lips trembled violently, and all kinds of things that made him uncomfortable came to mind. Memories, severe headaches broke out, as if someone had driven a nail into his brain!
Half of the face has been numbed by pain, to the point of losing all feeling!
But Judra suddenly laughed. The left side of her face was as stiff as a dead person, but the right side of her face was smiling extremely happily!
"That's it? My life is much thicker than you think!!!"
With a manic roar, the flames on the long sword turned into dazzling white, and he slashed at the speed of his horse. The throat of the rotten corpse!
The Rot Soul Corpse looked slightly stunned. No living person had ever been able to resist his method, but this did not prevent him from immediately raising his giant sword to block this attack.
锃——
The sword edge wrapped in blazing white flames passed over the white bone giant sword, and also passed over the skinny throat, and the rotten corpse froze in place.
Just as Judra's horse passed by, the horse's tail swept the face of the rotten corpse.
The giant sword in the rotten corpse's hand was split into two, and a wound appeared, separating half of his head and one shoulder from his body and falling to the ground.
The next moment, blazing white flames burned, engulfing the body that should have died long ago.
Turning back to his war horse, Judra slowly moved closer to his military formation. His headache gradually subsided, giving him a moment of leisure to observe the situation on the battlefield.
White bones, everywhere you look, there are bones everywhere.
Viscount John was still fighting against the plague colossus. One of them had been completely frozen and beaten to pieces, while another had its leg bones shattered and was lying on the ground, sending up pieces of smoke and dust.
Further away, in the direction of the main camp, it is almost impossible to distinguish the boundaries between skeleton soldiers and nobles. They are all mixed together. Even the camp is full of skeletons. This is because they failed to organize the formation in time. Bad consequences.
But at least the battle flags of the nobles are still flying.
At this moment, a trace of doubt arose in Heleti's heart - where was Raven?
This damn guy was supposed to stay with him, but as soon as the war started, he disappeared with his soldiers.
Scanning his eyes, he finally saw Raven's battle flag far away - it was already the rear of the Death Hand army, and it was even moving towards the army!
Attack from both front and back?
If Lei Wen had five hundred, even if he cut half of them, two hundred cavalry, this kind of interweaving would be very effective, but he only has more than thirty people, and he dares to go deep into the enemy's formation, which is just like seeking death!
Of course Raven will not seek death. At this moment, he is leading his own soldiers, using the Eye of Truth, looking at a location and waving his hands to give the order:
"Eric, charge! ”
Eric, who is covered in plate armor, is the forward, with steel fighting energy surrounding his body, and also strengthening the vest of the war horse under his crotch.
The twice-strengthened "Claw Yellow Flying Lightning" reflects its excellent physical fitness. Eric himself weighs more than one hundred kilograms, and the enchanted plate armor on his body also weighs more than forty kilograms. The weight of the vest It is not less than fifty kilograms, and the total weight is two hundred kilograms. After being strengthened by steel fighting spirit, the instantaneous weight is not less than three hundred kilograms. Let alone an ordinary war horse, even a semi-war horse that has only been strengthened once cannot run. starting speed.
But "Claw Yellow Flying Lightning" is different. It can still walk as fast as flying despite bearing such a weight. The charging speed is no less than fifteen meters per second. Under the galloping iron hooves the size of a bowl, it is like a A bulldozer will trample any skeleton that dares to stand in front of it into ashes!
A necromancer who was secretly controlling undead creatures and preparing to cast spells heard the noise, raised his head, and was stunned!
Whose general is this?
How did you rush in? !
How did you find me! ?
The Necromancer waved the bone staff, and a black skull shadow crashed into Eric.
First-level necromancy magic, heart of fear.
But when the skeleton hit Eric, it activated a bright yellow light, which then suddenly dissipated, without any effect.
Blessing? ! Is there a priest? How could there be a priest! ?
This was the Necromancer's last thought.
Eric raised the sword in his hand and cut his head open.
A crow suddenly swooped down, took out a emblem from his corpse, and flew high again.
At the same time, the surrounding undead creatures came to a standstill, some stood there blankly, and some began to wander aimlessly, allowing Raven and his party to go around in a circle without any hindrance. He broke out of the sea of skeletons again.
"Lord Baron, your vision is so accurate!" Eric praised sincerely, and then looked at Lux: "And your magical skills are really a big help!"
Lux Qing Nod lightly.
The crow landed on his shoulder, Raven took the emblem from its mouth and put it into his belt: "Don't stop, keep moving."
With the help of the Eye of Truth, He could clearly identify the location of the necromancers in the Death Hand army, and therefore organized several successful assaults and obtained four emblems belonging to the priests of the Death Hand Order.
These emblems are enough to prove his military exploits.
Although four priests were killed, it did not help the situation. There were hundreds of thousands of skeleton soldiers, including nearly a hundred necromancers. Many of them were in quite deep positions, and Raven didn't dare to get close.
"The Order of the Hand of Death, where did they find so many magicians!?" Raven thought in his mind.
"Lord Baron, that is not the Necromancer." Margaret's voice rang in Raven's heart: "The Necromancer can summon the undead, but the number that can be controlled at the same time is quite limited, so it will Separate a part of your soul and put it in someone else.”
“This will give people the false impression that they are also magicians. In fact, they are just more advanced puppets. The spells they can release are quite limited and they cannot increase their magic power. Their biggest role is to help the necromancer. Just control their undead army.”
"This kind of person can only be called a 'herder'."
"If I guess correctly, there should be no more than five real necromancers in this army of the undead."
>These words solved many doubts in Raven's mind.
No wonder those undead soldiers would quickly start to regroup again even if they killed a few people before. Apparently there were other 'herders' who took over the dead guy's work.
Five necromancers are not that few, but without such strength, how could the Hand of Death sweep through half of the Nord province in such a short period of time?
Raven thought about it and asked in his mind: "Then...if I kill enough 'herders', can I disintegrate this army?"
"...It's difficult." Mag Li Te seemed to have swallowed a dirty word: "Lord Baron, undead creatures are naturally hostile to living people, so even if you Even if you kill all the herders, they will still hunt the living by instinct."
"Furthermore, every soul fragment of the Necromancer is their eyes. I suggest you accept it as soon as possible. Otherwise, you are likely to be targeted by the other party."
Lei Wen is very kind.
Now that I have reaped the benefits, it is time to leave.
"Follow me!" With an order, Lei Wen rode his horse, bypassed the edge of the undead army, and advanced towards the battlefield in the direction of Xuefeng County.
Rushing back to Judra, Raven asked: "How is the battle going?"
Judra looked at the soldiers behind Raven with a complicated expression.
Previously, Raven had repeatedly penetrated the sea of skeletons, but none of these soldiers died in battle.
You know, even if he formed a strong defense, he still lost more than twenty people!
"It can still be maintained." Judra said in a harsh voice: "But if we can't find the location of the opponent's necromancer... we can't win!"
Raven was silent, he does have this ability, but I don't intend to expose it in front of others.
Having use value is a good thing, but if there is only use value but no use cost, people will use it to death.
Raven didn't want to die.
At this moment, a loud noise came from the direction of the main camp, which immediately caught Raven's attention. He turned around and his expression suddenly became extremely exciting.
The nobles in the main camp who were originally caught in chaos and chaos suddenly burst out with courage from nowhere. Under the leadership of the third-order light warrior, Viscount Seaman, they launched a counterattack, not only joining Viscount Morgan's army , and even began to advance towards the opponent's Chinese army!
Did I misjudge this group of nobles before? They are not enjoying themselves there, but they deliberately show weakness to the enemy and actively seek a decisive battle here! ?
However, at the next moment, another colossus of epidemic fear rose from the ground, flying more than ten soldiers away, its thick arms swept across, and caught a fat figure in its hands!
It’s Viscount Morgan!
Raven's eyes suddenly widened, and he could clearly hear Judra's gasp in his ears.
The thick fingers of the Plague Colossus were drawn inward, and Viscount Morgan's internal organs were spilled with blood and flesh all over the ground, and the armor fell to the ground like a shriveled blood orange!
“Fuck!”
“Fuck!”
Raven and Judra yelled at the same time!
It turns out that the coalition forces did not suddenly become angry, but turned around and wanted to rescue Morgan, who was almost dead!
If Morgan died quietly, the battle could still go on.
Now that he died so tragically, it was like setting off a huge firework with his own life!
These fireworks directly destroyed the morale of the coalition forces!
Just for a moment, the originally stable front began to collapse.
Most soldiers don't know that Morgan is purely an embroidered pillow. They have only one thought in their minds - the heroes of Nord Province are dead, how can we be opponents?
Fear spreads like a plague.
The coalition forces completely lost order and began to run for their lives. At this time, anyone who stops them is their enemy, even comrades who cannot run fast enough!
Even far away from the main camp, Judra's soldiers began to waver, and Kate and Romney on the other side had begun to organize their men to retreat!
"It's over, it's all over!" Judra threw her gloves to the ground bitterly: "Damn it Morgan, you deserve to die a thousand times, ten thousand times!"
Aware of herself This was too rude. Judra took a deep breath, calmed down, and said loudly: "Raven, let's go together!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he was surprised to find that Raven had already driven the mount.
But it’s not backward, but forward!
The coalition forces fled and the undead chased them, like an unstoppable wave.
But Raven actually chose to swim against the current!
Judra's pupils were shocked, and he chopped down several charging skeleton soldiers with his long sword. He rode forward and took Raven's reins: "What are you going to do?"
He doesn't care about Raven's life or death, but he cares about the combat effectiveness of Raven's men. With Raven gone, his losses will be much more serious!
Leaven said: "Viscount John is still over there, I want to pick him up."
"Don't worry about that old guy, didn't he return Goldshire to you a long time ago? "?!" Judra shouted: "He himself wants to be the vanguard, and he also said that if something happens, he will take the rear position!" What's the difference between rushing over like this and dying!"
Raven looked at Judra with a hint of contempt in his eyes: "Let go"
This contempt hurt deeply. Judra's heart, but his hand did not let go: "Give me a reason!"
Lei Wen snorted coldly: "You Westerners will never understand what a real man does and what he doesn't do."
"Let go!"
As if it was a hot hand, Qiu Della let go of the reins.
Leaven rallied his war horses and led his soldiers into the torrent of bones!
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(End of this chapter)