On the steep hillside covered with strange-looking black rocks, the battle became more and more intense. Under the influence of Slann's magic, the progress of the human-lizard coalition became smoother.
If the war continues, anyone can believe that in less than two hours, most of the control of Cripple Peak will fall into the hands of humans and lizard people.,
It’s just that almost no one noticed that some subtle changes outside the shield have become more and more obvious, except for the Skaven observation post hidden in the grass on another mountain opposite Cripple Peak.
Under the slightly luminous green lenses are a pair of red rat eyes.
This clan rat, wearing a worn rat skin protective suit and dark green goggles on its head, stared at the mountaintop opposite without blinking, while shouting in a low voice.
"Commander, report to the council that the accumulation of magical power of the Pyroman thing is becoming more and more obvious, and it may be necessary to launch an attack on those weird things."
In the past few days, he has sent back more reports, most of which are not conducive to the underground fortress. For example, the reconstruction speed of Nagashzar Rat Rat was reported just yesterday.
In the last battle, the scars left by the green skin's spells have been completely repaired, at least on the outer city wall.
That stickman weirdo, sitting at the highest point in the city where everyone can see it, connected the magic structure of the entire city and built a new magic turret based on the original arrow tower.
He had seen it with his own eyes yesterday, when the Stickman Monster controlled those unmanned spell turrets to accurately bombard several trolls corrupted by Chaos.
Thinking of the forts, Grigit from the Skry clan frowned. Today's Stickman Monster has never used those forts. If combined with those divine powers...
Those weird hairless things in the distance are probably going to get beaten.
Maybe the Skaven should help them? The enemy of the Horned Rat's enemy, maybe a friend?
Thinking of this, he personally wrote a secret letter, sealed it with wax, and asked another messenger to send it out, and then said to the last remaining messenger in the communication group assigned to him.
"Go to Team Zambi and ask them to get the Ratlin and the artillery to Position 12, which has not been destroyed yet."
The incident on another mountain apparently did not affect the intensity of the battle at Cripple Peak.
At the forefront were Astri's armored troops and Ka-Sabai's bronze heavy infantry.
These heavy infantrymen are either equipped with iron scale armor and medium bucklers, or bronze breastplates and large bucklers. They are located on the left side of the entire front, coordinating and leading the attack of the entire human camp.
In the confrontation on the left wing, undead or humans fell down almost every moment. Due to the fierce fighting situation, the Skink Priests also stepped forward to assist the frontline battle under the coordination of Alkadiza. p>
In contrast, the tens of thousands of phalanx infantry belonging to Zandili, the city of waves, are different. They were placed in the middle of the battle line by nobles from various countries, but their fighting will is quite weak.
Even when their own side has the advantage, their advancement speed is still not much faster than a snail.
Seeing this situation, Alkadiza could only immediately mobilize 5,000 troops from Quata, the defender of the Valley of the Kings, to press behind Zandiri's troops and ensure that they were not allowed to retreat even one step. Fortunately, the dense phalanx of spears is not useless. No matter how timid these Zandiri are, the phalanx of skeletons that hits them will always fall under the influence of several spears with some holy white light emerging.
But because of this, the right wing is the weakest in the entire front.
There are very few left-handers who can protect themselves with the shield on their right arm. Once the skeletons penetrate Zandiri's phalanx from their right wing, these guys will soon collapse without a fight.
In order to cover the right wing, he had to transfer almost all the remaining light infantry to the right wing to hold back the enemy troops who would attack from this direction.
However, if a dangerous situation does occur, it is still unknown how long the light infantry can hold off.
Fortunately, no dangerous signs have appeared until now.
Under the cover of the lizardmen who had already rushed to the front from the right wing and were close to the city wall, the troops on the right wing seemed to be on vacation.
Coupled with Slan's magical protection magic for friendly forces, Alkadiza does not think that the existing front will be easily broken.
However, his thoughts only lasted until this smooth situation continued for fifteen minutes.
The Iron Armored Army had just defeated five skeleton companies in one round. Seeing those blasphemous products that should have died long ago turned into ashes, a sudden burst of blue smoke appeared outside the protective shield imposed by Slan.
No, it's not sudden.
Alkadiza slapped her cheek hard.
From the beginning, there was something cyan outside, but just now it was suddenly strong enough to be noticed.
As the mist revolves around the blue-white shield, the shield becomes thinner and thinner visible to the naked eye.
Alkadiza could see Slan floating in the air struggling to raise his claws, trying to control the situation.
But at the next moment, the entire shield shattered, and the cyan smoke gathered into a huge fluid, charging towards the entire Nehekhara legion.
During the crisis, Alkadiza could only see a white light flashing between Slan's claws again.
When he was able to confirm what was happening in front of him again, Alkadiza could only see thousands of Nehekhara people lying down.
Although he could foresee heavy casualties in the future, he always felt that the damage of this spell should have been higher. Perhaps it was Slann's last magic that removed most of its power.
However, this remaining power is still well-known.
The ones who were hit the hardest were the lizardmen and human troops at the front.
The lizard people's condition is still better, but they left nearly a hundred corpses, and the humans with worse physiques are miserable.
The armored army from Astri had just updated their equipment to scale armor. Their armor did not have the dome structure of plate armor and could not withstand sudden impacts.
Blood spilled from the corners of the mouths of many Astri soldiers who fell to the ground, and they wailed in pain.
If it were a normal battle, the commander would have given up on them - this was obviously because their internal organs were damaged and they could only die in endless pain.
But now, the presence of the Skink Priest gave them hope - the blood of the earth was released on all the wounded.
But there were too many injured, and the wind of life that the blood of the earth could gather from the earth was limited. In the end, they still disabled more than ten companies.
Even in this situation, it is still better than Ka-Sabai using Bronze Age equipment.
The warrior protection area of the Bronze City is too low.
Those muscles and bones without any protection have been damaged by the impact and cannot be used.
It didn't take long for them to leave nearly a thousand corpses behind, most of which came from their own people giving their companions a good time.
While these humans were wailing, and with the obvious tingling sensation appearing all over their bodies, the icy-cold will spread throughout the bodies of all the Nehekhara people, and a loud sound like thunder sounded in their hearts.
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"How dare you, these treacherous usurpers and rebels, join forces with the barbarians from the south to attack my fortress?"
Upon hearing this, Alkadiza immediately roared towards the distant mountain top.
"Nagash, as the eldest son of the priest king Kotep, you are the usurper."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, King Khemri himself felt a little guilty.
The tradition of Nehekhara is that the first child of all monarchs must be unconditionally dedicated to the gods and exist as priests to worship the gods.
Alkadiza was able to inherit the throne of Khemri, but under special circumstances, the main line of the Khemri royal family was extinct, and the offshoot Astri royal family only had two sons.
At the same time, he had no doubt that even if this were not the case, Neferata, the beautiful Lady of Death, would pave the road in a similar manner.
He and Nagash are both in bad positions to some extent.
At this time, an inexplicable, mind-warming aroma accompanied by a hint of green appeared, and suddenly a sharp Nehekhara language rang in his ears.
"Nagash! You manipulate the souls of the dead, play with the will of all living beings, and try to bring all the living beings in the world under your command. It is really impossible for heaven to allow you to have only one will!"
"Today, the world's strongest ordered race, the lizardmen, the eldest son of the ancient saint is here. Just wait until you are turned into ashes under the bombardment of the space light spear."
The more he listened, the more familiar the voice seemed to the King of Khemri, and he turned around to look.
Smooth and soft white, smooth pink skin exposed on the hands and feet, a pair of white downy flesh wings, and the iconic, unique white-based green rune robe that belongs to this creature.
"Hello, Alkadiza."
"Perhaps you have forgotten my name. My name is Eski Ivo, a great engineering warlock from the Skuli clan in the underground empire."
With that said, Esky bowed to this dark-skinned human wearing a fine linen skirt, a gold leaf collar.
"No need to thank me for scolding this limbless beast for you. I say hello to you and your mistress Neferata again, and goodbye."
Green smoke appeared in front of King Khemri again, just a tiny flash of light, and the white rat shadow had disappeared.
Alkadiza really didn’t expect that this hateful mouse Eski would run away again on the spot.
But the anger caused by his harsh words did not disappear.
The earth was shaking, the sound of countless footsteps breaking through the ground. Soon, humans and lizard people saw a black ocean.
They were black-haired, dirty monsters and ghouls that surged like waves. They seemed to be about to punch through the human army immediately, and then enjoy the delicious and fresh meat.
Under the fierce impact, the suddenly remnant left wing elite barely managed to hold on, forming a square formation facing four directions and slowly retreating.
The right-wing skirmishers who emphasized flexibility also fought and retreated, gradually retreating towards the rear, and not many fell into the mouths of the ghouls.
The largest number of people, the Chinese army, which was supposed to have the tightest formation, collapsed as Alkadiza expected.
Just a few dozen ghouls rushed into the unprotected flank, led by the nobles, and the subsequent unordered retreat of the others was carried out tacitly by all the soldiers in the entire phalanx.
To make matters worse, a green-black brilliance suddenly appeared on the city wall farther away. Just a few seconds later, countless magic bullets fired at any square formation that maintained integrity.
In an instant, the infantry of Astri and Ka-Sabai suffered disaster.
If Slan hadn't managed to hold up a shield, they would have dropped thousands of corpses in one round, and Nehekhara's elite would have been wiped out in less than twenty minutes.
Fortunately, Slann not only reduced their casualties to a hundred, but also teamed up with the Skink Priests to cast spells to speed up the retreat of the defeated army.
About thirty minutes later, under the cover of the airships and pterodactyl riders dropping falling rocks and alchemical items, about 60% of the troops escaped from the pursuit of Nagash's minions.
After retreating in embarrassment for a long time, in a temporary military camp that was rebuilt almost three kilometers away, the lizardmen and human officers discussed around a simple map described with dirt on the ground.
"Pterodactyl riders can carry out desperate assaults, ramming turrets and spell nodes."
A lizardman leader walked up to the nobles of Slann and Nehekhara and said expressionlessly.
The Skink Priest and Vosolun, who had just gotten off the airship, immediately rejected the proposal.
If the pterodactyl rider hangs a special rune metal ball, it can indeed effectively destroy the magic device.
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But the necromancer at the highest point of the city has a high probability of releasing anti-air magic.
Not to mention how many pterodactyl riders can come back alive, it is already a difficult enough task to approach those forts under the opponent's superb magic.
Seeing that everyone was in trouble, Slan stood up and babbled something that no one could understand. After a while, under the translation of the Skink Priest and the disappointed eyes of the humans, the direct attack plan was announced to be shelved.
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Slan believes that the cyan energy is very threatening, and it helps Nagash treat the entire city as his own body.
If it were the second generation, or even a compatriot born in the first generation, it would be possible to forcefully break the necromancer's magic ritual, but unfortunately, he is not.
You must retreat to a position that is not easily attacked, then communicate with the nearby spiritual network, and try to crack the defense system prepared by Nagash.
"The main task of the mortal troops now is only defense. As long as Slann cracks the defense system, he will immediately activate the engines of the gods and lower the purifying beam on this evil fortress."
After the Skink Priest finished speaking the last part, he closed his eyes like Slann, and seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.
On the west side of the battlefield, along the passage between Skaven's outposts, fierce drumbeats gradually appeared from the edges, becoming more and more obvious.
Soon, a green army appeared in front of the observation post.
Orcs are constantly drinking their own wine, a drink brewed with psychedelic mushrooms that can make greenskins go berserk.
Some greedy greenskins even began to demand Squig. They used their generous and powerful green thugs to grab these small things that were usually kept as pets. They squeezed hard and the yellow liquid with the smell of alcohol was absorbed.
Squeezed into a cup made of skulls.
The clan rats took Skary's instruments and traced them on the map, and finally confirmed that the target of this drunken force was still Nagashzar.