Archmage Of The Undead

"Give them weapons!"

Viscount Hood waved his hand, and the jackals behind him brought a large number of worn-out leather armors and weapons.

These protective gears and weapons are all kinds of, and they are all the weapons of the warriors of various small tribes. Of course, they are all of very poor quality.

Good protective gear and weapons have been pocketed by the jackals and there is no way they will spit them out again.

These slaves stared blankly at the protective gear and broken weapons piled in front of them, and the scene became a little cold for a while.

Viscount Hood walked to the side of the slaves with a battle axe, raised the battle ax and chopped it down directly, splitting a lizard man in half, and blood spurted out from the lizard man's broken body.

"Why are you still standing there, get moving!"

Viscount Hood's roar, coupled with the bloody corpse next to him, completely awakened the slaves. They howled and fell on the protective gear and weapons.

These slaves competed with each other for good weapons and protective gear, and sometimes fights broke out and started fighting on the spot.

They fought fiercely and sometimes even drew blood, but the jackals supervising from the side did not stop them. Instead, they watched them fight each other with interest.

Finally, after everything was divided, the gnolls came out and drove the slaves up the mountain road.

Most of the gnolls' equipment was no longer good, let alone the equipment of these slaves. Many of them were ill-fitting armor.

Moreover, most of these armors are still broken leather armors, which can provide almost no defense. As for the weapons, they are mostly made of bone, and some iron tools are also dilapidated. It makes people doubt whether weapons of this quality can be used. Cut open the enemy's skin.

As they climbed up the mountain, the passion stirred up by the chaotic scramble for equipment with other slaves just now gradually cooled down.

These slaves looked at the fortress on the mountainside and the ten-meter-high city wall. They couldn't help but feel weak in their calves. Some slaves began to be lazy and slowed down their pace.

But the jackals behind them would not tolerate them. They followed the slaves and acted as supervisors of the battle team. When they saw slaves walking slowly, they would jump up and kick them.

Finally, as the slaves dawdled, they reached a position where they could attack Fort Kangchuan.

Fort Kangchuan is built on the mountainside. The terrain here is slightly gentler. The city wall due east is defended by He Wenhan's summons. This is the place where the enemy's attack is directly faced.

The fortress is built on the mountain. There are enough places for the enemy to attack in the north, south and west of Huoling's guard. The only difference is that the enemy needs to take a detour.

"Attack!" A silver-ranked Jackal officer ordered the messenger around him to blow the horn.

Under the threat of the jackals behind them, the slaves shouted and roared and launched a charge.

Most of these slaves are at the apprentice level, and only a small number have reached the black iron level, but their combat effectiveness is not strong either.

They were carrying a simple long ladder, which was their only siege equipment. They were so poor.

Of course the jackals have better siege equipment, such as ladders and siege engines, but they are reluctant to let these slaves use them.

In this tentative attack, nearly a thousand slaves were divided into four parts and attacked the four walls together.

Even on Huo Ling's side, there were two to three hundred slaves howling and rushing up with ladders.

Although the slaves were miserable, the garrison did not pity them, but skillfully used the mechanical crossbow to take aim.

Under the command of grassroots officers, shooting of slaves in the city began.

The forbidden air circle has been activated, and these slaves can only climb the wall honestly. Of course, it is okay even if it is not activated. The strength of these slaves is not enough to jump more than ten meters in one leap.

Ada is one of the slaves in the city. He is a kobold whose strength has reached the black iron level.

A month ago, his tribe encountered a jackal army. As expected, all the kobolds who dared to resist were beheaded. Only he knelt down and surrendered in time, and was lucky enough to save a small life.

He was currently wearing the protective gear he had obtained with his Black Iron level strength. The leather armor was somewhat ill-fitting and had a piercing hole on it, further reducing his defense.

There was still clotted black blood on the leather armor, exuding a faint rancid smell. During the climb, Ada also picked off a black blood scab and threw it into his mouth.

Ada, who had not seen the smell of meat for many days, actually found this piece of blood scab that exuded a rancid smell to be extremely delicious.

The attack began. The Gnoll Shaman behind him ordered the Gnoll Warrior to drag a slave over and cut the slave's throat with a sharp knife.

The strange talisman in his hand soaked up the slave's blood like a sponge. As the silver-level jackal shaman chanted the spell, he released the witchcraft: the mass bloodthirsty spell.

Like a red light shrouding the dozens of slaves in front, their auras changed at that moment, from submissive slaves to bloodthirsty beasts.

One after another bloodthirsty curses were cast on the remaining slaves, as the officers issued the order to attack.

Although Ada has reached the level of black iron, under the influence of the bloodthirsty curse, his eyes are red and his muscles are unconsciously expanding.

On the city wall, the arrows fired by the mechanical crossbow nailed each slave to the ground.

With the help of huge kinetic energy, the arrows can easily penetrate the thin armor of these slaves and tear into pieces their flesh and blood.

Ada tried hard to open his red eyes while running, trying to identify the incoming arrows.

With the help of the kobold's scales and his black iron level strength, he had a chance to withstand the arrows fired by a mechanical crossbow.

But Ada didn't want to be shot at all. He saw with his own eyes a black iron-level wild boar man who was hit by an arrow.

The wild boar man's running steps stalled, and then he was hit by several arrows. He was directly skewered into meat skewers, and he could not die anymore.

You must know that the natural thick skin of wild boar meat is superior in defense. Even he can't bear it, let alone the kobold.

"Kill!"

Ada roared and shouted, and climbed up a long ladder built by other slaves. Holding a half-broken iron knife in his mouth, he quickly climbed up the city wall using his hands and feet.

"Ha ha……"

Ada gasped for breath, and luckily escaped an arrow attack on the long ladder. Then he suddenly fled and climbed to the top of the city.

"kill!"

The kobold Ada jumped onto the top of the city. His eyes were red at the moment. Under the influence of the bloodthirsty curse, his mouth was grinning widely, and the saliva was being thrown out unconsciously.

But what he saw after climbing to the top of the city surprised him. Skeleton warriors were waiting on the city wall.

Seeing an enemy climbing up, the soul fire of two skeleton warriors suddenly ignited, and one skeleton warrior thrust with a spear, piercing the unsuspecting kobold Ada with one blow.

Ada looked at the bone spear that had penetrated his body in disbelief. He stretched out his hands weakly, trying to pull out the spear.

But at this time, another skeletal warrior also arrived, and his head was cut off with a sweep of the sword, plunging him into eternal darkness.