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On the right wing, Mathubad led his undead knights and had a steel collision with a large group of knights led by Antelm. Both sides suffered thousands of knight casualties, but the battle situation was always unclear, and under the fierce confrontation
, both sides may win, or they may be defeated in an instant.
The duel between Mathurbard and Antelm ended with Mathurbard's dominance. The Holy Grail Knight Antelm was shot through the abdomen by a cavalry gun and was seriously injured and had to retreat. However, Britannia is not an undead, and Green
Skin or Chaos, during thousands of years of battles, the knights have already formulated a series of military regulations. Whenever a general is killed or injured in battle, the knight with the highest overall status in the army will immediately take over the command.
The command of the right-wing knight army was instantly transferred from Antelm to Kalad! This powerful expeditionary knight used a textbook countercharge to not only repel Mashubad and his blood knights, but also gave Mashuba
There was a sword mark left on De's breastplate!
This expeditionary knight is actually stronger than Antelm, the Holy Grail Knight!
After being defeated, Mahhubard covered his chest and shoulders with his hands. He looked at the countless flesh and blood crushed by the steel millstone in front of him and began to beat Xiao Jiujiu.
He had finally recruited so many undead knights from the corpse pit of the Duke of Artois family. If he continued to invest these precious military forces into this bottomless pit-like battlefield and wasted in this quagmire of war, Mathubad would feel a hundred in his heart.
Unwilling to do so, he thought that even if he won the battle, the Staff of Nagash might fall into Kemmler's hands, which was not what Mahhubard wanted to see.
At this time, the roar of landslides and earth-shattering came from the distance. On the hillside on one side of the battlefield, Duke Theodoric was leading more than two hundred knights rushing down the hillside. This group of knights from the Principality of Berleon was rushing down the hillside.
They joined the battle with shouts, proudly raised their guns and galloped their horses towards the enemy, and the kicking of the horses' hooves shook the earth.
"Damn it!" Mathubad noticed the arrival of Duke Theodoric. He was about to turn around to see if there were any reinforcements that could support his battle, but the scenery in the distance surprised him.
Gul was defeated, and none of the four Chaos Gods champions was a match for Ryan. Now, the undead army led by Gul had been completely wiped out, and Ryan and the mixed army he led were on their way to support.
"Traitors who surrendered to Chaos! Scum of the undead! The covenant is over! Retreat! Retreat!" Mahhubard roared angrily, and he immediately issued an order to retreat. He dropped all the infantry and let them pester them at any cost.
Knights, turn around and run.
On the battlefield of the Central Army, the Brittanian defenders have gradually fallen into a complete disadvantage. Francois has personally joined the battlefield. Even so, the serf infantry regiments and foot knights suffered heavy casualties in the bloody battle. The Grave Guards
He broke into the deepest part of the front line, looking for himself while holding up heavy weapons and halberds.
These terrifying undead creatures can chop the fragile serf infantry into several pieces of bloody flesh with just a few movements. The area of the central army has become a slaughterhouse of flesh and blood, and the serf archers have to face the undead.
During the legion's attack, they ended up being torn to pieces by tomb demons or dire wolves.
The front retreated again and again until there was no retreat. François drew the Unicorn Sword and joined the battlefield. However, the Duke immediately found that he was facing an enemy who was far more numerous than himself. The Abbey of La-Maisonelle
The number of holy watchmen has dropped sharply from 500 to 30, but they still
Then shouting the name of the lady and fighting for protection, a bloodthirsty bat wolf grabbed a walking knight from the ground and tore it in half with his hands. Under the splatter of internal organs and blood, the giant beast tore the two body parts apart.
It was thrown towards the serf infantry regiments behind who were still desperately resisting, and made a huge roar.
As the fierce battle continued, thousands of undead and humans fell. The progress of the battle made Kemmler, who was standing on the black carriage, feel anxious.
The veterans of the Winford Fugitive Regiment have reached their limit at this time. The expanded regiment of nearly 2,000 people currently has only 600 people left. When they were shaken and prepared to face the massacre of the bloodthirsty bat wolves, a green light fell from the sky.
.
That was the wood elf hero Araloth - the Brave One! He rode a giant eagle. The giant eagle made a sharp roar and hit the bloodthirsty manta wolf's chest like a cannonball. By the way, Araloth's spear also
Pierced the chest of the bloodthirsty bat wolf.
A dark red heart was picked out by Alaros with a spear. The wood elf hero crushed the heart into pieces with disdain. He bent his bow and arrow on the giant eagle, and pierced the head of a barren guard captain with one arrow.
, and then flew high into the sky.
All tactics and strategies finally turned into a big melee. The ground of the battlefield had been soaked in blood and turned into a puddle of mud. Indistinguishable corpses were filled with it, like a swamp watered by blood. François
The Chinese army led by Wa finally began to be unable to hold on. Under the Duke's order, the remaining 6,000 people of the 10,000 Chinese army were retreating towards the monastery. The city wall was the last line of defense.
At this time, the undead wizard was approaching a semi-crazy state. His magic power had been exhausted and he could no longer replenish his army through resurrection magic. Recalling Gul had severely damaged his vitality. He had already noticed the collapse of the left wing.
At this time, the only option is to make a desperate move, because the central army led by Francois is close to a complete defeat. If Mathubard's army of undead knights can return to attack the flanks of the Brittanian central army at this time, he and his ancient army will be defeated.
The Tomb Army still has hope of returning with a great victory.
Just as he hoped, Kemmler heard the sound of horse hooves behind him. The undead wizard was panicked at first, but when he saw Mathubad and more than two thousand undead knights, Kemmler breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally
Coming."
Before the undead wizard's thoughts were enveloped by the joy of victory, his smile gradually disappeared from his face.
Not only did this large group of undead knights not join the battle, but they quickly ran away. Mathubad snorted at Kemmler from afar. Duke Mousilon held out a thumb, then pointed his fingertips down, and raised his head.
He led all his troops and ran away without looking back.
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"???"
"wtf?"
It took Kemmler a full minute to understand what had happened. His loud curses could not save Mathubard and his army of undead knights.
"I was betrayed!!!" Kemmler's unwilling roar echoed through the sky.
The reinforcements on the left wing gradually approached, and the first thing that rushed toward Kemmler's location was a group of dwarves.
"Kill!"
"For Granny, for Bafeng Mountain!"
"For Clan Angland!"
Led by Belegar, the King of the Eight Peaks Mountain, this group of dwarves moved their short legs and moved forward at full speed, slowly rushing towards the Chinese army.
"For Athel Loren!"
"For the lady! For Brittany!"
"For Ryan Malcador!"
Immediately afterwards, the humans and wood elves on the left wing came to support after they had regained their breath. They strode forward, and soon overtook the dwarves and left them far behind. Their armor was in tatters, and their robes were full of stains and stains.
The damaged knights also charged towards Kemmler's flank, and all the remaining knights who could still fight joined the battle again.
Ryan took the lead, and the anger of the Lake Fairy to choose the champion would never end. The Fury in his hand exuded a terrifying power that made Kemmler afraid. The white-gold flame melted the body of the undead, and the Fury's blade cut open
Killing all enemies who tried to stand in his way, the sword tore apart the flesh and blood of the dead and evaporated the enemies into a ball of ashes.
Kemmler was still trying to organize an army to resist the return reinforcements from Ryan and others. The roar behind him had already sounded: "Undead bastards, face me, descendant of Balduin, Theodoric of Belion.
!”
Only then did the Undead Archmancer realize that Theodoric and his two hundred knights had already reached his side. Duke Theodoric roared and forcibly broke through the defense line of the Undead Chaos God's Chosen Warriors. His knights
They were unable to shake the spear formation of the undead Chaos God's Chosen Warriors. Many knights were pulled off their horses and chopped into several pieces, with their flesh, blood and internal organs scattered all over the ground.
But the Duke himself was not afraid of these powerful enemies. He raised his axe, roared an oath of atonement, and then began to kill. His horse pierced the undead army like a sharp spear, and his ax shone like a beacon.
Glowing, constantly cutting off the heads of the undead: "Face me! Kemmler!"
A sound of mourning came from the sky, and the last Sky Ghost and Horror Beast fell from the sky. There were only more than thirty Pegasus knights left shouting victory, and then prepared to make a final dive attack.
Callard led the army of knights on the right to prepare for a charge, preparing to give Kemmler a hurricane-like impact.
The morale of the central army led by François was greatly shaken by this. The Duke of Winford smiled ferociously and got on his horse, ready to end all grievances between him and Kemmler.
The sight of such a crushing defeat almost drove Kemmler crazy, but he knew he had to resist Theodoric's attack before him!
"Curse of Time!" The thick black fog had become thinner, and Kemmler squeezed out his last mana to release an undead magic, hoping to defeat Theodoric.
However, the giant ax in Theodoric's hand was not extraordinary. It was the sacred object of Balduin, the first Duke of Berleon. The blessings from the fairy in the lake shone one after another, dispelling Kemmler's magic, so the Berleon
Duke Ang smashed his ax down, and the frightened Kemmler quickly raised the Chaos Gravedigger Sword to block, but was directly knocked out of the black carriage by Theodoric and fell to the ground.
"Oh oh oh!" Theodoric felt unparalleled joy at his achievements. He burst out with a roar of joy. He knew that his lady was watching his battle. The Duke held the giant ax with both hands, intending to give
Kemmler's fatal blow.
"Duke! Watch your back!" the knight with Duke Borion shouted.
Theodoric heard the warning, and he felt the extreme danger in his heart. The Duke reluctantly turned around to resist, and a black giant ax attacked him from behind. Theodoric screamed and was thrown off the horse.
It flew out.
Gul appeared with a horrific wound on his chest and tattered armor. This champion of the Four Gods of Chaos was not as strong as before after being severely wounded by Ryan, otherwise this blow would have been enough to kill Theodoric!
Duke Berleon's arm was broken on the spot. He was rescued by his knights and fled away from the battlefield.
Gul was summoned again by Kemmler, but this did not help. The defenders from three directions launched a final attack on Kemmler. The undead quickly collapsed. In the blink of an eye, Ryan, Francois, and Kalad
They are already close to Kemmler's last line of defense, and only the last four thousand people of the Tomb Legion are left.
The situation was irreversible. The undead wizard was covered in dust. He first roared and signaled Gul to lead the last one hundred or so undead Chaos God's Chosen warriors to block the knight's progress, and then tried to cast a spell to escape under the cover of many undead.
As long as this life exists, there will be a chance for a comeback!
He almost succeeded!
Among the chaotic army, there was a chaotic and chaotic fighting. The savage fighting made the new captain of the Halberdier Raymond unable to find where his soldiers were. He could only lead a few of his subordinates to advance desperately.
During the battle, he found that he had joined the Chalon Forest Patrol Battalion. Sergeant Bertrand, dressed in green and wearing a three-cornered hat, was fighting with a scimitar. Seeing Raymond coming here, he shouted happily
: "Boy Raymond, we meet again!"
After saying that, Bertrand chopped down a zombie with his knife.
Raymond was about to say something, but the halberdiers accidentally saw a necromancer wearing a pointed wizard hat and a black human skin robe among the chaos, who was casting spells.
The young halberdier's mouth opened slightly, and he suddenly realized who the other party might be, so he pointed at the necromancer among the chaos and shouted towards Bertrand: "That person is Kemmler!"
Three seconds later, a look of ecstasy appeared on Bertrand's face, his achievement was now!
The sergeant, the commander of the Chalon Forest Patrol Battalion, immediately put his hand into the quiver.
He touched a black arrow, which was the last black arrow he had left. The three black arrows were weapons made from the dragon core of a dragon he once killed!
Bending the bow, nocking an arrow, and shooting, all in one go.
This black arrow shot out from Bertrand's big bow like a whirlwind, drawing a charming parabola from the sky, heading straight for Kemmler.
At this time, Kemmler was still casting spells. He ordered Gül to cut off his back, and he wanted to cast a spell to teleport away!
Only halfway through casting the spell, the undead wizard felt a chill in his chest.
"Um?"
The casting of the spell was interrupted. Kemmler stared blankly at the black arrow stuck in his chest. A trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth: "No, no... this is impossible... a mortal cricket... a mortal cricket.
The arrow actually..."
"Uh!" Kemmler backed away repeatedly. The Great Undead Wizard almost sat down on the ground. He covered his chest with one hand and held the ground with the Chaos Gravedigger Sword with the other. Kemmler still can't believe that he can be killed by a mortal.
The arrow penetrated him. He is a person with undead magic protection: "How is it possible?!"
However, the rapidly declining magic power and gradually losing power made Kemmler understand that he had indeed been severely injured by a mortal, so the undead wizard could only subconsciously ask his servant Gul for help: "Hurry and help me to the black carriage.
I have to leave!"
However, Kemmler's declining strength also caused some changes in Gul. The champion of the Four Undead Gods suddenly raised the black serrated giant ax when faced with his master's request for help.
"Pa~" Blood splashed and his head flew into the sky.
"I remembered, you are not my master, never will be."