Archmage Of The Undead

"Bo"

As the last flame fell, the defensive shield of Fort Kangchuan was also exhausted at this time, and the pieces shattered like broken glass.

After He Wenhan used magic to defeat the last few flames falling from the sky, he wiped the cold sweat from his head.

Everyone left in the fortress felt like they were surviving a disaster. The fire that filled the sky just now gave them a suffocating feeling.

It seemed as if he would be swallowed up by these flames in the next moment, but fortunately the shield carried it to the end.

Quickly let the servants go down and pile a large number of magic stones into the magic circle. The top priority now is to restart the defensive magic circle.

Otherwise, if the Jackals take advantage of the broken shield to counterattack, they will be in big trouble.

Fortunately, compared to the defenders of Fort Kangchuan, the losses suffered by the Jackals were greater.

Not to mention those who died in the previous siege, there were more Jackal warriors who were burned to death by fire. The miserable state of their corpses was chilling.

Now, except for the jackals who were burned to death, all the other jackals who could escape had already fled to the foot of the mountain, with no intention of staying at all.

After waiting for a few minutes, He Wenhan restarted the defensive array and saw the shield rising. Everyone in the city breathed a sigh of relief.

There were dead Jackal soldiers everywhere outside the city, each one burned into a ball of black coal by the flames.

Huo Ling stood on the high tower, his legs were weak. The scene just now really frightened him, and he almost took out the teleportation scroll and activated it.

He stood high and looked outside the city, shaking his head.

It's such a waste, such a waste of natural resources. All these corpses were burned to charcoal by the fire, and there's no telling whether the corpses can be resurrected and made into skeletons.

Even some of the enchanted equipment on the Jackals may have had their runes burned away, and some may have even burned out the base plates of the equipment.

"Boom!"

The main gate of Fort Kangchuan was opened, and three terrifying knights rushed out like a hurricane. They wanted to take advantage of the enemy's desperate escape to kill some mid- to high-level jackals who had escaped but were injured.

Along the way from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain, there were Jackal warriors who had managed to escape everywhere. Their levels ranged from high to low.

Mid-level and high-level Jackal warriors all relied on their own strength to escape from the fire, while low-level Jackal warriors were able to escape only by luck.

The three terrifying knights carried the pressure of gold level, and their bodies activated the fear aura to the maximum, killing all the jackals they encountered along the way.

Some of the jackal warriors who were lucky enough to escape were already injured, had difficulty moving, and had very little fighting spirit.

Now I encountered three terrifying knights of gold rank. There was no resistance and I couldn't escape even if I wanted to.

In the distance, a gold-level jackal general who was seriously injured by the fire felt the enemy coming from behind.

With a look of panic on his face, he couldn't help shouting: "Marquis! Help me!"

But Marquis Buck, who was far away in the camp at the foot of the mountain, couldn't get there.

A terrifying knight bore the brunt of the attack, his sharp lance thrusting with soul fire.

One blow pierced the jackal general and lifted his body high.

The armor of the jackal general was shattered by the fire and this attack, and some pieces of armor fell from the air.

He was hanging in mid-air, his limbs hanging down weakly, blood pouring out of his mouth continuously, his face was ferocious, and his eyes had turned deathly gray at this time.

"I'm going to tear you apart!"

Marquis Buck, who ran out of the camp, saw this scene, his eyes were splitting, and he roared loudly.

The terrifying knight had also achieved his goal, so he dared to continue rushing down. He quickly turned his horse's head and rushed back toward the fortress on the mountainside.

Inside the castle, He Wenhan looked happy and quickly released negative spells. One after another spells fell on Marquis Buck.

Weaken his fighting spirit, strength, and physique, and reduce his speed.

Marquis Buck was flying in mid-air, feeling that his body was getting weaker and weaker. The fighting energy that had been almost consumed was now more difficult to operate.

"Ouch!"

He let out an angry roar and fell feebly from the air, watching helplessly as the terrifying knights ran further and further away.

The Terror Knight returned to the castle and handed the body of the gold-level jackal to He Wenhan.

He Wenhan happily put the corpse into the space equipment. You must know that gold-level corpses are difficult to obtain.

Gold-level professionals are already high-level professionals, and their combat effectiveness is quite good, and their corpses are also the most critical material for making terrifying knights.

He Wenhan has only made three terrifying knights after so many years, so he knows how difficult it is to obtain this material.

Regardless of the outcome of this war, as long as He Wenhan can return alive, it will be a huge profit, and a new terrifying knight will be born.

Huo Ling was not idle either. During the teacher's break, he quickly disposed of all the corpses that had died on the city wall.

Make all the corpses below the black iron level into skeletons, or provide them to the skeletons to absorb the soul essence of flesh and blood.

The silver-level jackal corpses were collected separately, and after simple processing, they were piled in a corner of the warehouse in the central tower.

Then he ordered the skeletons who had absorbed the corpses on the city wall to go down to the top of the city to absorb the corpses that had turned into a ball of charcoal.

Most of the essence of flesh, flesh and soul in these corpses was completely burned away by the flames.

But small mosquitoes are still meat, not to mention that although some are dead, they are still well preserved.

Hundreds of skeletal warriors were like shambling old men, walking in front of the masses of charcoal, absorbing them.

From time to time, skeleton warriors advance to the black iron level and become skeleton warriors.

Huo Ling even boldly sent dozens of skeleton warriors down the mountain road to carry back the corpses of the jackals killed by the terrifying knights.

The quality of these corpses is better, and sometimes silver-level corpses can be seen.

Huo Ling, like the squirrel, had a great time picking up corpses, until the jackals at the bottom of the mountain discovered the skeletons that came down the mountain to pick up corpses.

Then soldiers were sent to rush up and kill these skeletons. This was the end of the activities that made Huo Ling rich.

After all the charcoal from the corpses under the city was absorbed, Huo Ling ordered the skeletons to return to the city. Feeling the power of his subordinates through his spiritual power, he couldn't help but smile.

After such a long war, the number of skeleton warriors under his command has not decreased but increased, and now there are more than two hundred.

In addition to the skeleton warriors, there are more than five hundred apprentice-level skeleton warriors. These are of little use when hunting monsters, but they are still useful on the battlefield.

Huo Ling placed the skeletons on the city wall as a defensive force. He also sent many low-level skeleton warriors out to defend other city walls.

In the successive battles, the garrison and the twenty Silver-level professionals who came to support suffered heavy losses. The total number of garrison troops was estimated to be more than 300 people.

Six silver-level professionals also died in the battle, and now there are still thirteen people left.