Archmage Of The Undead

"Pfft!"

The spear in his hand hit the enemy cavalry again. This time, the shield on his body failed to protect him. The sharp spear shattered the cavalry's shield like a balloon.

Then the spear continued to penetrate deeply, and the enemy cavalry charging at high speed had no time to dodge. The sharp spear pierced his armor, and then his flesh and blood body.

But this human cavalry seemed to feel no pain. Even if he was pierced through his body, he did not let go of the lance in his hand, but stabbed him more quickly.

With the help of the high-speed impact of the mount under the crotch, the cavalry's lance also stabbed the gold-level jackal. The spear, which was blessed with high-level sharpness, easily pierced the jackal's chest like a hot knife cutting butter. Armor.

The jackal sensed a hint of fatal threat, but it was too late to dodge it. He could only twist his body to avoid the vital points, and at the same time increase the protection of his internal organs with his fighting spirit.

"puff!"

He spit out a mouthful of blood. The enemy cavalry's lance failed to cause him fatal damage, but the matter was not over.

Under the crotch of other cavalry, the huge green-horned rhinoceros rushed over unstoppably, trampling the golden jackal in its hand and crushing it under its feet.

Before he could get up, the knights from behind had already rushed in. The green-horned rhinoceros carrying the heavy cavalry was extremely heavy. When this round of charging heavy cavalry passed by, only a trace of blood was left on the spot. The golden-haired, golden jackal was directly trampled into a puddle of flesh.

…

Powerful magic exploded constantly in the sky and on the ground. Hundreds of strong men were fighting each other. From time to time, someone would scream and die.

The spellcasters behind are constantly releasing various spells, increasing status, dispelling effects, and even simple attack spells.

Every explosion of a powerful spell would cause the death of dozens or even hundreds of soldiers, but these casualties seemed so insignificant on a huge battlefield of nearly 300,000 people.

If the angle of view is raised, you will find that the fight between humans and jackals is like two burly giants fighting hand-to-hand, wrestling together.

The charging of the human cavalry was like a sharp sword piercing the vital points of the giant of the Jackal Legion. The giant's body was cut open, and large amounts of blood poured out from the wound.

The blood that gushed out were all deserters who had fled. They were unable to withstand the terrifying charge of the human cavalry, and their morale was plummeted and they began to flee.

"Ouch!"

In the center of the battlefield, the legendary shaman Crewe screamed in horror. The Demon-Destroying Dark War had not taken action in the previous battle, which made Crewe relax his vigilance a little.

But who would have thought that just now, Ren An suddenly jumped out of the shadow plane while Crewe was not paying attention, and slashed at Crewe's body with a knife that had been charging for a long time, almost cutting off Crewe's waist. .

Crewe's spell shield and various talismans on his body were shattered to pieces, and various healing charms were desperately activated in an attempt to heal the wounds.

"Drink!"

"Be bold!"

The two gnoll guards beside Crewe roared and rushed forward, desperately trying to protect Crewe.

These two are both sacred-level gnoll warriors and are Crewe's personal guards. They will both prosper and suffer together with Crewe. They have signed a master-servant contract before. If Crewe dies, they will also die together. .

"boom!"

Venomous gushing!

The legendary spell was released by Crewe and surrounded it. This poison would kill even the legendary creature if it inhaled a large amount.

Of course Ren An didn't dare to hide next to Crewe, but as soon as he moved, the keen Crewe noticed something was wrong. He ignored the pain of the wound and quickly cast the next spell.

The ancestral spirits roar!

A translucent ancestral spirit appeared in mid-air, opened its mouth and let out a soul-level roar. This roar made no distinction between friend and foe. Several middle- and high-level guards guarding the side heard the roar and directly covered their heads. A painful death.

Only two Sanctuary-level guard warriors were not affected. They carried Crewe's amulets on their bodies, and their souls signed a contract with Crewe, so they were not affected by this spell.

But Ren An was not so lucky. The severe pain in his soul drove him out of the shadow plane. Even though his magic resistance was surprisingly high, he would still be affected when facing such a soul-level attack.

"Take your life!"

Two jackal warriors rushed forward to leave some mark for Ren An.

But a legend is a legend after all. Even though he endured the pain of his soul, he still suppressed the two holy warriors and fought.

But Ren An is an advanced profession of the rogue, so being head-on is not his style. After a short battle, he sneaked into the shadow plane again and disappeared.

"Ah! Damn bastard!" Crewe clutched his waist and looked at the dead guards around him, wailing in pain.

…

The war between jackals and humans ended quickly. Compared with the long preparations before the war, the real battle ended very quickly.

The jackals attacked for half a year and suffered for half a year. Finally, they fell into a disadvantage during the two-day battle in Tuoyuan.

With the legendary shaman injured, their lack of top-level power gradually affected the power of mid-to-high-level players, eventually triggering a complete rout of the entire battlefield.

The high-level jackal professionals suffered heavy losses. At least half of the gold-level professionals were lost. Even more than 20 saint-level professionals were killed in the battle.

These high-level professionals are all nobles or high-level commanders in the army. Without these high-level professionals as the support point of defense, the middle and low-level jackal army quickly lost its command and dispatch.

As expected, a great rout began. The Jackals, who had only lost a small part on the frontal battlefield, began to flee. It was at this time that most of the battle losses occurred.

The human army pursued them for more than 200 kilometers, killing and capturing a large number of jackal soldiers, especially the cavalry, which caused the most terrifying damage.

These knights, who moved as fast as the wind, kept chasing the gnolls as they fled. They drove away large groups of broken soldiers and then bit them like piranhas.

There were also some smart gnolls who stayed together and refused to be separated whether they were alive or dead. These gnolls did not escape in the end.

After these human light cavalry found that they could not win, they would call for the heavy cavalry from the rear to support them.

When the heavily armored Green Rhinoceros Cavalry or Silver Ling Cavalry arrived, these large groups of Jackals were like beach castles by the sea, easily crushed by these terrifying heavily armored cavalry.

It took two days to defeat the Jackal army on the frontal battlefield, then ten days to pursue the remaining forces, and another half a month to hunt down the prisoners.

These Gnolls ran very fast. In the end, when more than 150,000 Gnoll soldiers followed the two seriously injured Legends and returned to the Gnoll Empire, there were only less than 30,000 Gnolls left.

This time it can be said that the losses were huge. When we came out, there were more than 200,000 troops. With the reinforcements behind us, only a little more than one-tenth of them have returned now.

When Archduke Abut, who was lying on the hospital bed, heard about the battle damage, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and almost died of anger.