It was September 9th when the Kingdom of Corizon declared war on the Kingdom of Shanon, and now it is nearly March, and it is winter in early December.
The climate at this time is quite cold, especially in the middle of the night, when the temperature is even lower, and thin layers of ice have already condensed on some small puddles.
It doesn't matter whether the undead wear clothes or not, they don't care about issues like temperature.
Before Baron Fontakin gave the order, the army of more than 100,000 undead just stood quietly without moving at all.
Even the most noisy ghosts are floating in the air, waiting for the final attack order.
A fire was burning in the Scottish valley more than two miles away, illuminating the surrounding area red. When the lighting was maintained, it also gave the guarding sergeants a ray of warmth.
But compared to the cold weather, the undead in the distance made them even more chilled.
Hundreds of thousands of pairs of eyes with soul fires of various colors were densely packed like evil wolves in a dark forest, making one's scalp numb just by looking at them.
The tens of thousands of unconscious undead ahead have begun to move slowly.
Skeletons, zombies.
A casual refinement can only maintain the ability to move for a few days, and it is a simple undead creature that will bite aliens mercilessly when they see it.
These are cannon fodder specially used on the battlefield, just like Shannon's slave army and guard army. They only need to consume the long-range strike weapons and the magic of the monks and priests to achieve their maximum use.
"Speaking of which, our undead clan still has a great advantage. Even if we are defeated, we will not leave any prisoners behind."
Baron Fontakin's expression was obviously somewhat proud. He had always been the only one to capture the Shannon Kingdom. The Shannon Kingdom had no use for these undead, so it had no choice but to purify them.
This kind of war is a battle of one and the other. The Shanon Kingdom will die more and more, and he will pick up more and more corpses and become stronger and stronger.
"You are right, but can your captive army advance in batches?"
Regarding the harvest of three volumes of Secret Code of Light, even Xu Zhi had to act as a dog-headed military advisor to make some suggestions.
Even though the war seemed chaotic, Widnina did not forcefully attack a war fortress like this and chose to stay several kilometers away from Yeliu City. Her master Sandru attacked Adini City in an orderly manner, relying only on zombies. Let Caitlin defend the city with difficulty.
Baron Von Tarkin has no knowledge of tactics, and he does not have a clear-headed tactical master like Glick to take command. It is obvious that he fights head-on with the Sea of the Undead.
Even though Xu Zhi seldom commanded the battle, he could still see the waste of soldiers.
Holy Word, Holy Singing, Blind Fire and other attack methods all hope to see the concentration of undead. It is unscientific for Baron Von Tarkin to rush in all at once.
"Go forward in batches. That's a lucky suggestion. Come on, let them go in batches."
To Baron Von Tarkin, it doesn't matter whether the cannon fodder army advances directly in a swarm or in batches. They are all used to die anyway, and there is no difference.
You can listen to the advice of the lucky stars, this operation is not troublesome.
Of course, suggestions are suggestions, and how to understand and implement them is another matter.
The three undead tactician generals, who didn't have much brains, acted fiercely like tigers, and the cannon fodder army split into hundreds of small teams.
Each time an Undead Shock is drawn from the team, it can be advanced hundreds of times in batches.
The number of these batches was a bit large, and Xu Zhi had a headache just looking at them, unable to keep up with the brain circuits of these undead generals.
However, the undead were free to fight as they pleased. If there were any signs of a disastrous defeat, he would raise his legs and run away from behind.
"Conspiracy, there must be a conspiracy, and the Army of the Undead must have outstanding commanders."
"Why is this happening? This is different from what we have encountered before. What bad idea is that Von Tarkin's skull?"
"How should we strike? The undead are too scattered. It is very difficult to carry out precise strikes at night."
"How about dispatching the knights to sweep the two waves? The undead are so scattered, which is very suitable for the knights to charge and strike."
"Maybe they think so too and are just waiting for us to take the initiative."
Once a blind fight occurs, not only the attacking side will be in chaos, but the defensive side is also obviously at a loss, and conspiracy theories have emerged one after another.
The commanders and staff on the city wall were whispering, constantly thinking about Baron Von Tarkin's tactical trends and response methods.
After a while, a small team of spearmen appeared below the Scottish Valley Fortress, temporarily used to deal with the skeletons and zombies coming from all directions.
"Look, they are in chaos again," Baron Fontakin said happily: "They were huddled in the turtle fortress and resisting. It would be troublesome to fight. The damage they want to take will be huge, which is beyond the scope of what I accept. "
Wherever there is a move, there is a response.
Although the undead tactics generals were not very bright, along with the cannon fodder team, some low-level vampires were also put in to clean up the legions of servants and spearmen.
From initial testing, we slowly progressed to small group battles.
Some simple magic began to show its power on the battlefield.
Compared to Baron Von Tarkin's inexplicable confidence after possessing the lucky spell, an extremely bad thing happened to the garrison in the Scottish Valley Fortress at this time, which made the commanders and staff members talk extremely loudly. Lowered.
Although the weather is cold, some staff officers have begun to sweat on their foreheads.
"On weekdays, when there is no war, those things can be hidden, but now after successive wars, they can no longer be hidden."
"They even dare to manipulate military supplies. Some people are so greedy that they have become lawless."
"How will we replenish arrows, crossbow bolts, magic potions, and kerosene after the official fight begins? Those old items cannot be used at all."
"When the country is in crisis, there are still people who are making money that will subjugate the country."
Not only the staff, but also the general Turing who was stationed at the Scottish Valley Fortress also felt ice-cold in his heart.
There are still sunspots in the sun's brightness, and there is also a weakness hidden in Xia Nong's strength.
When everything was torn apart, I realized that I was just a sick tiger.
If not for the successive battles with Baron von Tarkin, these problems would not have been exposed. General Turing was not worried about the current situation. He was more worried that the Scottish Valley Fortress was not a special case.
When he was worried, through the telescope, he saw the undead army starting to attack in the distance.
"Prepare for battle, load arrows, load crossbows, priests and monks prepare to chant."
The deputy on the side shouted several battle slogans, and suddenly there was the sound of machine springs and bowstrings on the tower, as well as the prayers prepared in advance by the priests and monks.
"No, they are not coming towards us."
Baron Von Tarkin, who made a late-night surprise attack, seemed to be fighting quite casually.
Probably because the undead were not afraid of the casualty rate at all, they dropped more than a thousand cannon fodder corpses in front of the Scotch Valley fortress, and part of Baron Von Tarkin's team rushed towards another war fortress.
That's the direction their reinforcements are coming from.
If according to the normal war rhythm, they resist and form a resistance with Baron von Tarkin's army, the reinforcements from the two war fortresses of Burnsberg and Lucerne will attack from both sides.
Three-party encirclement is a simple tactic, but it is also an extremely practical tactic.
But the protracted pace of the undead war has changed everything.
Someone is stuck on the timing of this war.
"Your Sage's Window is really a weapon of war. Those reinforcements running with torches were discovered at once."
In the camp of the undead, Xu Zhi and Jin Kela took turns patting Baron Fontakin's rainbow fart.
After procrastinating and fighting until now, he finally discovered the possibility of winning the war.
If they abandon the cannon fodder legion and keep the skeleton, zombie, mummy and other legions in place to confront the defenders of the Scottish Valley Fortress, after running for several miles quickly, they will collide head-on with the opponent's reinforcements.
The Ghost Legion, Vampire Legion, and Bone Dragon Legion, the three flying legions involving low altitude, medium altitude, and high altitude, are extremely fast.
As long as we run faster, we will inevitably meet.
"Haha, of course, this is a treasure I got with great difficulty. It is so useful that it can also be used to hunt down immortals."
Baron Fontakin sat on an extremely large bone dragon, surrounded by the lucky trio. Relying on the Sage's Window, he saw reinforcements coming from two other war fortresses.
As long as he could defeat the Shanon Kingdom's army, he didn't care whether he captured a fortress or fought with the opponent halfway. Anyway, he just hacked them to death and fished out their bodies.
After losing two games in a row, he needs a victory to cheer him up.