Assassin’s Chronicle

Chapter 406, the decisive battle to change the pattern

"Big fireball!" With the scream of Brave, the magicians in the magic group released the fireball neatly, and hundreds of fireballs cut through the sky, which is not much different from the high-level magic meteor shower. Only the angle of attack is a little different.

The ghost dragon, which has become gray, spreads its wings and flies down. It hardly blocks the roaring fire, and a loud bang, the ghost dragon is blown up, and the remaining large fireballs pass through. The blasted fire cloud hit the few necromancers, but unfortunately, they were blocked by the bone shield.

In fact, the magic scroll that can summon the ghost dragon out of thin air is very precious. Under normal circumstances, the release of such precious scrolls is mostly to kill the difficult opponents, but to make up for the mistakes made, it is a waste. But the Necromancer was not in the mood to confess at this moment, screaming: "Go away!" The voice did not fall, he first turned and saw a young swordsman holding a fire element sword flying toward himself. .

"Go?" An Fei's tone was soft, but the eyes were flashing with chilling fierce light. The left hand suddenly pulled out another long sword at the waist and pointed forward.

The thunder of the sky reappeared again, and a twisted arc blew from the air, like thousands of vicious whip, madly drawn to the undead masters.

When An Fei and Susanna held a wedding, the great alchemist Jacob only sent An Fei a bottle of aphrodisiac. It wasn’t that Jacob was too embarrassed. At that time, An Fei accepted too many gifts, and Jacob didn’t want to make it. It was so lively, so it made an innocuous joke with Anfei. But after the outbreak of the Undead War, out of concern for the future, and in order to protect some of the most promising young people, Jacob spent a lot of energy, creating a magic sword for Anfei, which can release the chain of lightning. Magic sword.

It took a lot of precious materials to build this magic sword, but Jacob did not mention it. Because he is not in return, otherwise he will not hand over the magic sword to An Fei. The powerful people on the mainland or the rich people are more and more, and anyone who can give it to others can exchange returns far beyond the investment.

Although the undead masters released the magic shields in time, but under the repeated thunder of lightning, the magic shields collapsed, and the current swept through their bodies without mercy.

The power of lightning is average and there is a chance to cause paralysis. However, the chance is low, the arc can cause 100% paralysis effect, but the power can be neglected. The serial lightning is a mixed version of these two kinds of magic, not only powerful, but also range attack, which can cause 100% paralysis effect.

The electric light has not disappeared, and the five undead masters have fallen down like stones. Even if they are not dead yet, they have no way to control the elements in the effect of general paralysis.

An Fei quickly chased, the magic sword has been inserted back into the sheath, the right hand of the fire sword, a long orange fire tongue of more than 20 meters sweeping across the sky. The five undead masters instantly turned into fire groups, and when they fell to the ground, they turned into bombs, and the burning fragments shattered around. Still tired of a lot of zombies.

"You protect Warner!" An Fei screamed and turned to Suzanne's direction.

On another battlefield, looking at the endless undead creatures, Fernando has a feeling of being stretched. He supported a third of the priests and knights in Anfei. It used to be nothing. Now he finally greets what he wants. In the big battle, he found that the manpower was seriously inadequate.

More than 50 miles east of the main battlefield. A knight with a number of 20,000 or so is quietly standing in the night, the head of the person turned out to be a girl, her face is full of contrasts with age, and even contradictory solemnity.

Suddenly, a few black spots appeared in the air, hovering down, and several Griffin knights jumped off the mount and ran to the girl and whispered something.

"Raise the flag!" the girl said faintly.

At this moment, An Fei could not know what changed in the back. at the moment. He was thinking about breaking out. After killing the few necromancers, An Fei has always released his own sense to the maximum. He believes that the Necromancer will not watch his own killing, and certainly there are still moves.

Who knows that in the end, there was something unexpected for Anfei. Not only did the undead mages come over to support, but even the undead knights were separated from the battle group. This is tantamount to letting the road open.

Until dawn, after confirming that there were no undead creatures around, Warner retracted the redemption volume. His magic is still abundant, but the spirit is not enough, one yawns and one yawn. The mercenaries didn't have time to set up a temporary camp. They didn't even have time to vent their rest for the rest of their lives. Then they sat in the snow and started to fight. This place is still very dangerous. They will continue to rest for a while.

In the age of entrepreneurship, the superiors are unable to enjoy the blessings. On the contrary, they have to pay more hardships. The mercenaries took a break, but An Fei, Susanna and others could not rest. The heads of Ozkuqi and Hin Pella were the same. First, they had to count the recent losses.

When I first occupied the city of Zenglin, the number of mercenaries under Anfei has exceeded 4,000. Now counting it, the number is more than 2,600. That is to say, after seven days of city, they almost lost 1,500 commissions. Bing, this is tantamount to ruining the brilliant achievements of compiling other mercenaries these days. It is important to know that when Anfei walked out of the town of Moramaz, there were more than 1,700 mercenaries in his hand. More than 900 people.

Everyone's face is a bit unsightly, but one thing can't be ignored, the effect of the natural law of survival of the fittest! Now there are more than two hundred and six hundred mercenaries, none of the first-level professional, the lowest is the middle-level swordsman, and most of them are veritable high-ranking swordsmen. As for how many people can become swordsmen, how many? Nothing develops, this is not statistical, but in terms of average strength, the mercenary group is even more elite than the Death Roaring Legion.

Looking at this statistic, Anfei can't help but move it. The potential of the country of the mercenary is indeed amazing. If so many swordsmen are guerrilla, it is no wonder that the Eric empire was returning.

In fact, this is nothing strange. The small mercenary group will have its own backbone strength, otherwise it will be difficult to survive. When the undead war broke out, they were trapped in the city, and they must unite with each other and survive to the end. Often, it is the backbone of each mercenary group. The law of survival of the fittest is cruel and realistic. In this troubled world, power is the first. Other factors have not played a decisive role. Good luck, this time being saved, will there be someone to save you next time? In the face of the undead creatures that are overwhelming, I can’t talk about any clever use. As for the smuggling, the work is not effective, unless the **** mercenaries in the city are fools, otherwise they will be picked up sooner or later, and they don’t need to do anything. As long as they deprive the rations and the treatment of all the soldiers, they will live a long time. starving.

It’s a large-scale screening, and it’s a large-scale screening. It’s seen from the losses of the regiments. Hinpera’s sixth regiment has the least loss, less than a hundred, the first group of Ozkuqi. However, nearly 300 people were lost, and the whole team was shrunk by half. Thomson’s newly formed seventh group was originally a miscellaneous soldier. The name of Thomson’s mercenary was not yet recognized, but his group lost only 20 A mercenary, in the final analysis, is that his mercenaries are the strongest survivors of the battle.

Confirm that no one is pursuing, and there is a mountain in front. In the event of a crisis, you can immediately hide in the mountains. Afro stays for a while and redistributes unorganized mercenaries to the regiments.

There are now four regiments. The number of mercenaries in each regiment is close to seven hundred. In any case, it is larger than the size of the town that just left Moramaz, and there is one more Thomson’s seventh regiment. .

Xin Peila's expression is very calm, she is a high-ranking swordsman, personal prestige does not have any problems, plus the group is a piece of iron, you can easily digest the mercenaries assigned to her. Ozkuqi did not care. He believed that it was the first confidant of An Fei, and he had the assistant of Ye Zhizhi. So he was really not afraid of trouble. It was really impossible. He asked An Fei to help him say a word. What could not be solved?

Thomson's look is very easy, because he is also a latecomer. In the minds of the mercenaries who joined later, he has a sense of identity, and his mercenary group has very few reductions. The number of people who come in is limited, and the shoulders are long. The prestige of **** battles cannot be easily shaken.

Only Orsi frowned, his group loss was not as much as Ozkuqi, but it was also very serious. The number of mercenaries who came back later was more than that of his old men. The most troublesome thing was that there were two The middle-ranked swordsman was originally the leader of the mercenary group. Although in this catastrophe, their subordinates died or scattered, they almost became the commander of the polished pole, but their strength is still there, and now they are condescending under themselves. May cause trouble. On strength, he is not as good as Xin Peila, on the cronies, he is not as good as Ozqiqi, and there is no good assistant like Ye, he can only cope with himself.

No matter who is happy, whoever wants to go, the road always has to go. When the sun goes up, Anfei takes the mercenary group to the northeast and goes straight to the headquarters of the Brothers Mercenary. In the south of Geng Green, a battle that almost determines the country of the mercenary has entered a fever, but the balance is gradually tilting toward the side of the undead mage, and the undead creatures can exert the maximum combat power at night, if at night. Without decisive results, it is hard to say during the day, unless they can survive this day under the mad attack of the two armies at no cost.