The first to face the impact was the left-wing army led by Ryan. The Halberdiers and Eternal Guards at the forefront began to engage in battle with the Skeleton Legion. Following them were large groups of desperadoes, beastmen, and trolls.
Frantically attacking the left wing.
The soldiers formed a pile of sixteen, pointing their sharp spear points at the enemy. They formed a tight formation and used their flesh and blood to resist the attack of the undead tide.
The Skeleton Warriors could be chopped down easily, but the Tomb Guards smashed through the makeshift fortifications. The less strong fences were easily chopped down by these heavily armored warriors, and the battlefield was filled with blood.
wind, human
The screams and broken limbs were flying in the air. The serf infantry regiments from the Earl of Glamorgan were quickly defeated. Many of the infantry were trembling as if they were sick. When they first came into battle, they were like straw.
Grave Guard Legion Harvest.
The attack of the Tomb Guards once penetrated very deep into the left wing. They were like a tide of destruction, slaughtering all enemies who stood against them. Rusty machetes, halberds, and large axes were harvesting human lives without emotion.
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Until they encountered an obstacle, rows of dwarves hid behind the serf infantry regiments. They had raised their battle axes and were ready to face the enemy.
Those are the dwarf warriors of the Angrond clan. The most powerful among them are the dwarf iron-breaking warriors of the "North Star Ax Group", the dwarf hammer warriors of the "Brotherhood of Steel" and the dwarf chiefs of the "Will of King Loen".
Soldiers, under their command, the dwarves threw their grenades and detonators at these undead bastards.
"Boom~Boom~" The attack of the Tomb Guard Legion was withstood. Dwarf warriors joined the battlefield in large numbers and stabilized the situation. The bearded dwarves cursed the filth of the undead while shouting
In the name of Grimnir, he vowed to fight to the end.
"Hey! Undead bastards! Come here! The undisputed king of the Eight Peaks, Belegar-The Hammer, is here! May the ancestors protect us!" Belegar has come to the front line. The dwarf king raised his hammer high.
The rune stones under their feet shone brightly, and the ancestral souls of the Angrond clan responded to Belegar's call. All the dwarf warriors received unparalleled encouragement, and they joined the battlefield with shouts.
On the other side, the eternal guards and halberdiers gathered together. These eternal guards held giant shields to resist the charge of the undead. They were well-trained. As one of the personal guards of the Wood Elf Queen Alaire, they swore that no matter what they encountered,
Never retreating under any circumstances, Araloth also joins the battlefield. The world-famous Wood Elf hero takes away a Tomb Guard with every arrow. He and his army will fight to protect the forest.
The tragic battlefield turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
On the flanks, in the wilderness outside the monastery, the Ugor horse archers from Kislev were galloping on the field. Behind them were chasing many undead knights and those chaos mutants. The Ugor horse archers kept coming.
Using the mounted archery skills they had practiced since birth, they attracted the attention of many undead armies, including mercenaries. These mounted archers from the wilderness stood up from their horses under the command of the captain "Ivan the Terrible": "Counterattack!"
A rain of arrows killed the group of pursuers closest to them, but also attracted the enemy's attention. A terrifying light struck from a distance, instantly drowning the figures of more than twenty Ugor horse archers, and exploded.
At the end, only a pile of dead bones was left in place.
Then, two magical rays of light were emitted from the direction of Kemmler, forcing Ivan, the leader of the Ugor Cavalry, to shout sternly: "Disperse!"
The Ugor cavalry quickly dispersed, stayed away from the battlefield, and reorganized.
The retreating horse archers greatly reduced the pressure on the undead flanks. Gul stood on a rock and raised his battle ax: "Continue to attack!"
The crowds of undead continued to attack, and the tall trolls rushed into the ranks of the Eternal Guard. The maces in their hands could kill an elf in one go. The sky was filled with arrow rain, and the dwarf rangers kept firing arrows.
, the troll soon fell in mourning, and the sergeants Denis from Bastogne led the longbowmen to launch missiles to attack the following undead army in the distance, hoping to prevent them from joining the battlefield.
It's useless, the undead don't feel pain at all. They announce that the dead will eventually rule the world by releasing terrifying howls, and the brave soldiers respond with loud curses.
"Get closer... get closer... Okay, that's all!" The chief engineer of the Angland clan, Halharver-the gold digger, has determined the best shooting distance with the help of the dwarf engineers: "Fire.
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The sound of exploding beans resounded on the high walls of the monastery. The volleys of the dwarfs' thundering musketeers smashed the bandits, beastmen, chaos mutants and many creatures who were rushing forward into a sieve.
A row of cannon and organ cannon
Continuous firing, the roaring shells streaked across the gloomy night sky, sweeping through all the densely populated areas of the undead army. The power of gunpowder and explosions blew Kemmler's proud legion into the sky, and every crater was
They are all the undead that were blown to pieces.
The divine trebuchet threw a boulder blessed by the Lake God's prophet. The Lake Goddess Esmer Beaumont sang about the awakening of the earth spirits. The thick forest arms stretched out from the ground, tearing the fragile undead into pieces. The powerful
Regeneration healed the injuries of human soldiers, although it was only a drop in the bucket.
The eyes of both sides noticed the power of the artillery. Kemmler's voice was hoarse at the top of his lungs: "Heavenly ghosts! My fear beast! Go and deal with those artillery! Destroy them!"
Two Terror Beasts and a group of bloodthirsty sky ghosts responded. They flapped their wings and planned to attack the monastery walls from the air and destroy the long-range artillery.
"Brothers of the Swift Sky Spear! The lady needs your spear and sword!" Pierre-Holy, the Holy Grail knight who is responsible for guarding the monastery, is sitting on a Pegasus. Behind him are eighty Pegasus knights: "Tell me
, what will you do?”
"For the lady! Defend the land given to us by the lady!" The Swift Skyspear Club, led by "Ghoul Killer" Fastrik, responded loudly. The Pegasus knights rose from the city wall and fought with the undead air force.
In the first round of head-on fighting, five heavenly ghosts and three pegasus knights fell from the sky.
No kindness, no mercy.
The air battle continued. On the right wing of the garrison, four legions of undead knights and a group of blood knights led by Mathubad also joined the battlefield. Undead horses and nightmare horses spit out brimstone flames, and the battlefield was full of fallen bodies.
In the chaos, many undead armies stood in front of Mathubad and the undead knights. Duke Mousilon's order was to crush anything that hindered the knights' charge into scraps.
The arrows and shells flying from the side blew up the bones of the undead knights led by Mathhubard. The undead knights, who lacked long-range troops, had to face fire suppression before engaging in battle. The cavalry composed of the undead knights
The speed of the spear formation slowed down, but Mashubade had no intention of stopping. He raised his black-backed golden snake flag high, ready to launch his own revenge.
The stern-faced Count Antelm of Kuileu also raised his lance, and the knights of Winford united tightly together, preparing to compete with the undead knight army.
The collision of steel begins.
At the center of the army, the first line of defense of the Chinese army led by Francois had collapsed. Only the veterans of the Winford Fugitive Regiment were left holding on. Francois was keenly aware that he needed a second line of defense.
, one order after another was issued by the Duke. The elite foot knights of the Duke of Winford family led their followers to attack from behind. The foot knights and infantry attendants wearing bright armor held weapons.
With swords in both hands and shouting the name of the lady, they advanced in the tide of the undead. Those tomb guards and tomb ghouls who were the first to rush into the center of the army. The tomb ghouls immediately found that they had to face more than they imagined.
Facing far more powerful enemies, the Holy Watchers of La-Messnel rushed into the battlefield wielding swords and wooden shields blessed by the prophet of the Lake God. They would never retreat and engaged in bloody battles with the undead in a frenzy.
The second line of defense was temporarily secured.
Kemmler's answer was also very straightforward. The Undead Archmancer drove his black carriage and the undead Chaos Chosen Warriors under his command to join the battlefield. Kemmler raised the Chaos Gravedigger Sword in his hand and chanted magic:
"Curse of time!"
The hair of more than a hundred serf soldiers and several knights shrouded in magic quickly turned white, their skin withered, and their bodies withered. They completed their lives in one minute and turned into a mass of mummies. In this group of undead,
With the addition of the Chosen Warriors of Chaos, the battle turned again in favor of Kemmler.
The battle gradually escalated, and the ancient high elf ruins of La-Messnel Monastery witnessed this bloody battle. The human, dwarf, and wood elf coalition guarding the monastery gradually deformed and were forced to retreat under Kemmler's attack. Despite the long-range firepower
With the support of the defenders, the defenders attempted to launch a counterattack
To save the situation, but the undead are always fighting more and more. Seeing that the battle situation is gradually in his own favor, Gul, standing on the boulder, raised his black giant ax with one hand, venting his desire and satisfaction for blood and skulls wantonly.
Under his command, a new round of destruction and killing is about to come.
Then, the champion of the Four Gods of Chaos will go off in person.
The war started from the ground to the sky. The situation on the left wing saw that the Tomb Guards and Tomb Evils were still entangled with the dwarves, while the Wood Elves' Eternal Guard and Halberdiers had been exposed, but Gul felt angry.
, because the number of his troops is also decreasing rapidly.
What were those robbers, bandits and beasts doing? Gul looked behind his military formation, and the scene in front of him made the dead man extremely angry.
The robbers and bandits had long been frightened by the battle, and the beastmen tribe had already eaten their fill on the corpses of the human army. While no one was paying attention, these rabble-rousers had already left the battlefield.
I don’t want to be liquidated by the despicable and dishonest Kemmler afterwards.
In the middle of the battle line, a flaming skull that was more than ten meters high and several meters wide swept through the undead army formation. Everything in its path evaporated. The undead formation was torn into chaos by the flaming skull, and the attacks were no longer continuous, so that
The defenders had precious time to reorganize their formation. Just as Gul was about to order his troops to reorganize, a terrible sense of crisis enveloped Gul, and he jumped off the boulder without hesitation.
"Meteorite spell!" The shouts from Veronica, the female courtier of Lane, were heard one after another along with the cheers of the soldiers. Storms gathered in the sky, and a rain of fire composed of more than a dozen flaming rocks fell on the undead army formation.
Gul's army was harvested in swaths, and a bloodthirsty manta wolf behind Gul was even hit on the head by hot lava and falling rocks. The giant beast howled a few times, and its head was melted by the magma and flames.
The headless body fell to the side.
The army of the undead gradually became chaotic, and the originally tight formation became disorganized.
At this moment, a loud horn sounded from the left-wing military formation, a red and white coat of arms, a silver sword pierced through a book, and a family heraldry flag with the Holy Grail pattern and a ribbon on the book was held high: "Doooo~
Duwu~duwu~"
"See the power of the Lady's Chosen Champion!" Voices full of hope resounded in the left-wing garrison. Armand, the Holy Grail Knight, held high the banner of Ryan's family crest, and the knights from the Earl of Glamorgan gathered in
Behind Ryan, hundreds of knights joined the battlefield at the most critical moment, led by Ryan himself!
The neatly dressed Ryan was riding on a pure-blood elf war horse. He held Thor's hammer tightly with both hands. The hammer head of the war hammer was burning with silver flames. There was only coldness on his handsome face, and there was anger in his blue eyes.
There is also a faint spiritual light and shadow.
"Knights! My brothers!" the count ordered loudly, his speech was so powerful and charming, all the knights in his army gathered behind him and lined up.
In the gray and black undead tide, the figures of the knights were so conspicuous and eye-catching. Under the shining of the moonlight and torches, the armor was reflecting, and surrounded by the cold wind and gunpowder smoke, the cloaks and robes rustled.
"In the name of the lady, in the name of the kingdom, knights, let us prove to everyone our courage, our faith, and our glory. Let us gallop together and fight together to protect the land given to us by the lady!"
"If we fail here, the undead will sweep across the entire country, and darkness will extinguish the flame of hope, but we will not fail! Because I, Ryan Malcador, will usher in victory and dawn with you.
arrival!"
"Use our courage to break through the darkness!"
"For the lady! For Brittany!"
"go ahead!!!"
With their lances flattened and their masks closed, the knights prayed to the Lady of the Lake one last time, then pulled the reins and shouted loudly: "For the lady! For Britannia!"
The soldiers got out of the way, and the silver torrent swept through the undead army formation like a raging wind. Ryan rushed to the front, and any enemy was hammered into meat pies or bone dregs in front of him. The lightning-fast assault formation tore apart.
All efforts by Gul to reorganize the army were shattered.
Roaring and roaring in the stuffy air filled with the fury of war, the silver torrent swept away all enemies, and the skilled lance skills accurately pierced the target. The sound of sharp lances entering flesh or bones sounded densely, in the tide of undead.
A terrible scar was torn in the middle.
"Psychic Storm!!!" Ryan rushed at the front of everyone, with only anger on his face. The God-chosen champion of the Fairy of the Lake released a large psionic storm, and light blue lightning flashed in the undead.
There was an explosion in the queue, tearing the enemy into pieces. The Thor's hammer in his hand first smashed the head of a tomb demon out from its neck, and then he circled the hammer head in a circle, and the undead flew into the sky.
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Following Ryan's charge, the knights shouted loudly, and they tore apart the enemy together. This offensive was extremely ferocious, and the knights would use their pride and martial arts to protect the land of the goddess.
"That's why I like the knights of this country..." Belega stood on the Oath Stone. He looked at Ryan's unstoppable momentum and laughed loudly: "It's like a bloody iris blooming in the cracks of the stone."
Alaros used a spear to pierce the tomb guard in front of him. His face turned a little pale, and he suddenly realized that his performance was not very good, at least not good enough.
Immediately, Queen Alaire's chosen champion's face turned red again, and he suddenly realized what a shameful idea he had made. Then, Aralos became furious in his heart: "I must perform better, otherwise this will happen."
If you go down, you will be looked down upon by Lilith!"
The momentum of the charge was almost endless under the leadership of Ryan. The knights did not have to worry about the momentum slowing down. The blades and spear points were harvesting the undead. Seeing that an upside-down massacre was inevitable, the commander of the undead felt a deep sorrow.
Feeling pleasure and excitement, he roared silently, and the blue soul fire from his mouth sprayed out more than one meter high. Then, he ordered the army to make way for him.
He wants to deal with Ryan personally.
At the same time, Ryan also noticed Gul, the champion of the Four Undead Chaos Gods who was nearly three meters tall, holding a black giant ax at him with one hand and issuing a silent challenge to him.
He knows what it is.
It was an invitation to a showdown of champions, just like when he faced the crushing bear Berig in Miljödenhaven.