Mount & Blade: Wind of War

Lonely Mountain Castle, the first wall, at this moment, because of the joint attack of the orcs, the human warriors have fallen into an irreversible collapse.

However, unlike ordinary cities, Lonely Mountain Castle has built three urns in the north and south. While it is very expensive, it can also be simply said: "You can hit me as you like, I have three pieces of rebound armor (physical damage), and the other three are madman (health), fire clothes (range damage), and natural force (magic resistance)."

When the front line collapsed, Rod Hart, the lord of Lonely Mountain Castle, and even the first knight Fatis were all dispatched.

The morale of the soldiers was stabilized in an instant, and the stronghold corps that had been prepared long ago was pushed to the front battlefield.

If the soldiers want to retreat without collapse, someone must sacrifice his life to cover the rear.

For such a thing, it is impossible to rely on the private soldiers of the nobles of the northern border. It is too much to reluctantly order it to hurt the overall morale of the coalition. Although it is possible to let the regular army of Lonely Mountain Castle cover the rear, if there are other options, neither Rod nor Resarit will do so.

Then, this arduous task was naturally handed over to the stronghold corps.

When the first line of defense collapsed, the heavily armored ogre warriors holding pure steel wolf fang hammers had long been hungry and thirsty.

Because their intelligence was low enough, they were really not afraid of death. Because they were led by the ogre king, they were really in high spirits!

"Alas, although ogres are not a good species, we must treat these ogres who died for Lonely Mountain well in the future."

When many guards retreated, they saw those blue fat men who were fearless and generous to die, and they naturally felt such emotion in their hearts.

So that the later Lonely Mountain Castle had a tradition that was very different from most areas of the continent, that is, raising one or two blue fat men as a family unit. They bathed these blue fat men, fed them honey, took them on trips, and taught them to play musical instruments.

While most of the human race on the continent hated and feared ogres, the wealthy residents of Lonely Mountain Castle regarded the blue fat men and goblins they raised at home as family members.

Of course, let's turn our perspective back to the battlefield.

Inside the city defense tower, when he noticed that Duke Rhodes was in a difficult battle.

Resarit quickly notified the Mage Tower and activated the emergency plan.

However, the Mage Tower here does not refer to the Elemental Mage Tower that is still storing energy, but the Dark Undead Mage Tower hidden underground in the Lonely Mountain Castle.

"Is it finally our turn to take action?"

"The first target is the legendary warrior, which is quite exciting." With the whispers in the dark, the two old witches in the Mage Tower began to chant.

In addition to the dark mage Caitlin supported by the Lonely Mountain Castle, there is also a white-skinned, white-haired and black-robed mage beside her: the legendary witch Deirdre of the Howling Mountains.

Because Rhodes could not accept the deal of handing over the bodies of his own soldiers, even Arantil could not force the powerful necromancers of the Howling Mountains to come out and help the Lonely Mountain Castle defend the city.

But confidants like Deirdre are willing to follow orders even if there is no benefit. Moreover, although the resentment and negative energy generated by the death of a large number of orcs were far less than that generated by the death of humans, the death power generated by the death of enough orcs still made Deirdre extremely satisfied. After all, almost no one competed with her for sharing.

Because she didn't want any benefits, she actually got a huge benefit.

Although Caitlin beside her would absorb and devour some, she was not a legendary mage after all. Some leaked from Deirdre's hands were enough for her to digest.

At this moment, Rhodes was being knocked back by the ancient orc legend Sodam in the battle.

Sodam's axe slashed into the wind king armor on Rhodes' right shoulder. Although it penetrated very shallowly, the huge impact force of breaking the armor alone had already caused Rhodes to suffer serious internal injuries.

The iron-ridged steel spear in Rhodes's hand pierced deeply into Sodam's chest. Sodam's injury was even more serious than Rhodes's, just like a heavy cavalryman who was stabbed in the chest by a spearman during the charge. However, Sodam didn't care at all. In the eyes of this madman, as long as he could kill Rhodes, he would have made a profit.

"Hahahaha... State Master, Sodam killed the Duke of Lonely Mountain for you. Even your eldest disciple couldn't do it. I..."

"Just you?"

At this moment, Sodam saw the cold eyes behind Rhodes' heavy helmet.

That was not the eyes of a dying person, but the eyes of a dead person.

The next moment, in the ancient orc army formation in the distance, Kodar, who was overlooking the entire battlefield from a high place, suddenly felt a huge dark energy condensing and releasing.

"What is this? Underground Mage Tower, legendary dead curse!"

Because the dark necromancer tower is built underground, its magic power gathering is not like the elemental mage tower, shining into the sky.

But for a spellcaster of Kodar's level, once it is activated, it cannot be hidden at all.

However, Kodar can't do anything at this moment. Arantil's Hades curse still haunts the old man.

"It seems that this lonely mountain castle will be difficult to capture this time."

With such a soft sigh, Sodam, who was on the distant city wall and was frantically accumulating energy to kill Rhodes, suddenly felt a sharp sense of fatigue rushing over his body and mind.

In fact, the wound that had been closed on his body spattered with blood in an instant, and even his own fighting spirit was greatly suppressed.

The legendary undead curse·aging.

This curse can reduce the physical defense of the subject by half and cause it to enter a state of aging. Even in the prime of life, the moment the curse is placed on the subject, it seems that it has entered the end of its own life.

The legendary transcendent can resist the legendary curse to a certain extent. However, Sodam, who was fighting with Rhodes with all his strength, could not resist Caitlin and Deirdre. The strength was suddenly greatly reduced.

"Sorry, this is a war. If you are willing to be decent, I will give you dignity. If you are not willing to be decent, I will help you be decent."

Rhodes exerted force with his elbows, and the iron-spine-pointed steel gun he held in his hand even twisted and shook violently, and rushed out like a bloodthirsty dragon and snake.

After enduring the curse of inheritance, Sodam, the legendary ancient orc warrior, could not withstand the blow at all, and his huge body fell backwards like a collapsed mountain. It didn't want to retreat, but at this time it could no longer control its body shape.

Rhodes raised his palm high, and it was covered with platinum light. The Prophet's Sword suddenly flew back as if summoned. The next moment, Rhodes held it with both hands, and launched the killing sword style: Sword Destruction!

Rhodes was already injured at this moment. However, the more times like this, the more powerful he can give full play to the Sword of Destruction. This martial art is to use violent energy to harm oneself in exchange for super high attack power. Fatis He is a dragon-blooded swordsman with infinite vitality.

However, he is of ogre blood, masters extraordinary runes and possesses the immortal body of light. If he is desperate, Rhodes is more qualified than Fatis.

"Qiang!"

Accompanied by the sound of the sword in the void, in a blazing golden rainbow, Rhodes suddenly rushed forward and passed by Sodam. The next moment, the huge ancient orc behind him was completely shattered, and the sword energy shattered his body and died. No whole body.