In the blink of an eye, the spirit-binding demon, waving a huge scythe, cleared a large area of ​​the field. A total of thirty precious troll allies ran away, and they all killed them. Such large and high-quality skeletons were enough to make a company's tomb guard. It was a surprise.

And in the sky, another battle also entered a white-hot heat.

Gargoyles, more than ten times more numerous than these two-legged flying dragons, used their smaller figure, flexibility and quantity advantages within a short distance to surround the two-legged flying dragons. The sharp, poisoned claws grabbed violently, tearing the skin of the two-legged flying dragons, allowing the same corrosive blood to continue to sprinkle onto the ground.

The two-legged flying dragons roared, trying to spray with strong acid, claws and teeth against these damn bastards. However, both their speed and reflection were slower than the gargoyles, which caused the countless attacks of these flying dragons to fail.

Even if you hit it occasionally, pure stone gargoyles can withstand it. Unless you accidentally spray half of your body with a mouthful of strong acid, or your wings are broken, or your magic crystals hidden in your body and provide energy. Otherwise, ordinary attacks, lacking one or two arms or legs, or even twisting your head, are not a big deal for these gargoyles.

For configuring golem objects, the head is just a decoration.

Of course, apart from sharp claws and arm strength beyond ordinary people, the gargoyles do not have good attack methods. Their tearing is not a big deal for the thick-skinned and thick-legged flying dragon. The extremely poisonous claws on their claws are only a small problem for the flying dragon with excellent resistance.

In a short period of time, no one can do anything to each other. Both sides have a draw. However, the vampire commanders did not expect the gargoyles to make achievements in such a short period of time. As long as they can entangle these two-legged flying dragons and don’t let them harm the poor infantry on the ground, that’s enough.

On the ground, as the troll troops were wiped out by the spirit demons, the morale of the orcs was greatly hit. Taking advantage of this gap, the undead army regrouped and formed a solid defensive formation again. Orc infantry could no longer easily break the defense line of the undead troops.

At the same time, before the warpip cavalry rushed out, the black knights, who were much better organized and more efficient in action, were taken the lead.

The Black Knights who sprinted with all their might easily overturned the unstable center of gravity and the shaking wild boar cavalry. At the same time, they waved their long swords mercilessly and cut the orcs lying on the ground to pieces. In the following hand-to-hand combat, the Black Knights also gained an absolute advantage.

In this way, in a short time, the undead army had a comprehensive advantage in the battle with Greenskin. The greenskin orcs, whose morale was further hit, seemed a little discouraged. Although some leaders and chiefs tried and launched several more charges, they only consumed their troops in vain and did not play any role.

Seeing that his army gained an advantage, several vampire officers contacted him through the communication crystal, feeling that the situation is pretty good now, and one of the officers couldn't help but sigh:

"Sure enough, just as the leader said, as long as these barbaric orcs are frustrated, they suffer several failures and their morale will be damaged. Then their combat effectiveness will decline at a geometric level, which is not worth worrying..."

The undead have the upper hand - of course this advantage has not lasted very long. When Iron Claw Gobard appears on the battlefield, this advantage is gone.

This orc chief, who is more than two meters tall and weighs more than one hundred and thirty kilograms, is wrapped in the heavyest iron armor, as if a large orc chief, standing on the battlefield like a mobile fortress. It is like a totem pole that has been used to perform witchcraft and can greatly increase morale. And after he stepped onto his battle with Gnara, this tower-like effect has increased again.

All the green-skinned soldiers, even the most timid goblins. After seeing their chief and hearing his roar, they all burst out with endless courage as if they were injected with chicken blood. A fanatic atmosphere that the rest of them could not touch fiercely, and even more indescribable, swept across the battlefield.

“waaagh!”

“waaaaagh!!”

“waaaaaaagh!!!”

A battle cry that was louder than another sounded on the battlefield. The huge sound made people's eardrums hurt. Some of the most excited orcs' eyes immediately turned bloody and their bodies swelled around like they were taken hormones. The body, which was already strong enough, turned into a muscular monster at this moment!

"Damn it! Who is that?!"

Seeing that the situation had been under control, the opposite side was frantically transformed by the appearance of a mere orc. The vampire officers shouted in anger. The two in the front of the four legions had stopped moving forward. Under the command of the officers, the skeleton soldiers used their best to smash the shields in their hands into the soil, so that they could block more charges in the next battle.

"Send out the Ishizuka Corpse Demon and kill that bastard!"

Of course, not all vampire officers think that defending in this situation is a good idea. A more radical vampire officer ordered the undead army to constrain the formation and step up defense, and also issued such orders.

The Ishimatsu Corpse Demon... Although it is not like their close relatives, the Spirit Demon, has nearly perfect combat capabilities and the reputation of "harvest knight". However, its strong combat power is enough to be competent for the most stubborn defensive forces or destroy the strongest defense line. The corpse demons wearing black robes covering the body of the spirit and bones, holding long-handled sickles are the heavy infantry units that vampires rely the most.

However, it is useless.

When more than forty stone tomb corpse monsters roared angrily, waving their sickles violently and frantically, and leveled the surrounding enemies - those green skins and goblins, and cut them into two pieces in a row, a group of shamans quietly arrived.

After these orc shamans wearing colorful robes, holding wooden sticks decorated with animal bones, teeth and feathers, and wearing wooden board masks that painted faces, the fanaticism of the green skins was better displayed.

In the air, a thick and almost substantial energy is finally no longer just a concept. This kind of energy that has been transformed by the number of green skins, the belligerent beliefs of green skins, and the special physiological structure of green skins, finally has a channel for venting!

As the shamans laughed wildly, electric arcs flashed in their eyes, and at the same time, more orcs were affected by the madness effect. The barbaric, violent, and bloodthirsty aura made these orcs impatiently destroy everything - even themselves!

"Corpse Witch, Corpse Witch! Kill those miscellaneous!! The crossbowman aims at them!!"

Seeing that his defensive front was shaking under the fierce impact of countless crazy orcs, the vampire officers had no choice but to give up this unsuccessful attack and devote more power to the defense.

The rich, sticky, and chaotic power was condensed into entities by the shamans. These chaotic magic bullets hit the defense line of the undead like hail. Before hitting the target, they were neutralized by the defensive barriers or magic of the corpse witches. The same is true for the magic of the corpse witches. The enemy's magic was completely unable to break the opponent's barrier - although the barrier was extremely simple, primitive and simple. However, with the support of thousands of green skins, this barrier was like a meteorite from the sky. Although it had no processing and forging bonus, it could be indestructible...

"Those bastards can use the mental power emitted by those green-skinned orcs! The more the opponent is, the stronger the magic energy will be! In this case, we cannot defeat them!"

The vampire officers roared in anger and were distressed by such a nearly unsolvable situation.

The opponent gathered because of a powerful commander, Iron Claw Gobard, and his morale soared because of the inspiration of this chief. The stimulating mental power provided the Green Skin Shaman with the best casting materials... This combination of one and two and two makes the combat power of the Green Skin army extremely powerful.

Although these orc shamans do not have enough power and wisdom, they can fully exert this huge magic power. Sometimes, they will lose control of the surging magic power and stir up a pile of flesh. Or they will make the front line, the bulging blood vessels of orcs that have bulged with blood vessels. Even sometimes, huge lightning, fireballs and chaotic magic balls with unknown attributes will not only fail to hit the enemy, but will fall into their own army, causing heavy losses to their own army-but

But just such a magic power, just a little use of this magic power, is enough to make the undead fight with all their might.

It's like a child with insufficient control, shooting with a machine gun, while the mature adult on the opposite side only has a watermelon knife in his hand. This metaphor may be a bit inappropriate... Well, replace the child with a muscular retarded body with muscles? Well, this feeling is almost done.

The undead army began to turn into defense to offense. Under the crazy charge of a large number of lifeless orcs, casualties gradually increased.

"Where did these bones come from?!"

Seeing the situation under control, the Great Chief Gobard widened his eyes and shouted at his subordinates: "When did they appear?! Why didn't we get the news?!"

"No, I don't know... they seemed to pop up suddenly... Well, that's probably what it was, popping up from the soil."

An idiot with a lower IQ than the average orc level answered this, and then he was slapped by Gobard and shot his lower body into the soil. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)
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