The distance of twenty miles is not that far. Even at this moment, the dark army of the undead can be seen on the horizon of the desert. The dark atmosphere covering a radius of nearly a hundred miles covers everything, and it is like an independent place.
In the dead space, the dead white color can be vaguely seen, which is countless skeletons, zombies, and ghosts.
The closer you get, the more you feel how powerful and boundless death is. Apart from the endless blackness of death, there are only countless skeleton zombies. Tens of thousands of human armies are in this sea of death.
It was like a small dead leaf in front of me.
Finally, this dead leaf hit the edge of this boundless sea of death.
The sea was broken open. These seemingly insignificant tens of thousands of people were not dead leaves, but sharp swords that were hot and red. They were not swallowed up, but began to stick to the sea.
Break through and plow your way out.
This sharp sword stirred up a huge wave of undead monster remains that swept across the sea of the undead, with bones and carrion flying in the sky.
Except for some old and broken skeletons, the outermost undead are all zombies. Although the black appearance is like an old corpse that has been dried for hundreds of years, the clothes still on it are still there. This is the city destroyed by the undead army.
Those who had no time to escape would have no bodies left behind under the aura of the King of the Undead. And now these low-level undead were crushed to pieces under the iron hoofs of the cavalry in front of the coalition forces.
The prayers recited by the priests connected into a grand hymn, mixed with the sound of rolling horse hooves and shouts. This majestic sound and the coalition forces rushed into the sea of death, killing all the undead they encountered.
Turn into nothing.
All the remaining bishops of the Glory Castle were in the team, and they joined the battle with priests, priests, and almost all clergy. In this dark and boundless breath of death, the power of white magic was actually suppressed to the minimum. But they must
In the team, not only the morale of the soldiers, but also the horses need their white magic to resist this aura that scares all living creatures in their souls.
This billowing stream of iron wrapped in holy light kept heading towards the center of the Sea of Death, like an extremely sharp sword tearing through the black.
Asa didn't take any action. He was at the rear of the army, just flying forward with the army, watching the waves of bones and carrion in the distance getting higher and higher under the charge.
Not only did he not take action, but the leaders around him, including Degru, Lancelot, Roland and the two tower owners of the Tower of Fang, had not yet taken action. Surrounding them were the teams of the Paladins and the Archmage, and then a little further ahead.
The last one was Ouf's orc troops, and none of them took part in the battle. They were the last troops left, and they were also the most elite troops.
Behind the army, countless skeletons and corpses were gathering again. No matter how powerful and powerful the coalition's attack was, the undead would just quietly refill the gaps they had opened like running water.
When it is full, the tranquility of death is also the majesty of death.
No matter whether it is victory or defeat in the end, the outermost warriors will never escape. Asa's head is slightly sweaty, but his hand on the handle of the knife is as steady as before, familiar and dry
The touch is kind, steady and soft, just like the harmony between the human body.
Just keep charging and killing. The surroundings are full of shouts, the sound of weapons chopping on bones, and the sound of bones breaking. In the strange and majestic concerto played together with the hymn, the fragments of the undead are like snow.
The rain fell one after another. Time seemed to have stopped in this strange killing, leaving only the constant rush and killing.
It seemed that a hundred years had passed, and suddenly there was a smell of blood in the air. At the same time, the advance of the army seemed to be slightly stagnant.
The shouts and hoofbeats around him were still the same as before, and the charge in the holy light still seemed unstoppable, but Asa did feel slightly blocked, like a fish swimming fast in the water and suddenly crashed into a group of people.
In the oil.
"It's begun." This was not his imagination. Lancelot and Roland also felt it at the same time. "It's a little earlier than expected."
Where are we at? Twenty-three or twenty-four?" Roland asked.
"About twenty-five miles, and there are still fifteen miles left." Lancelot replied simply.
"You want us to take action now?"
"Wait a minute." The one who spoke was Gru. He had been silent since he rushed in here. He just held the black phantom bow in his hand and rode fast. "Just leave it to the guys of Ou Fu for the time being.
Yes, believe them."
A scream came from the troops in front, and then there was an explosion of magic. There was no change on the faces of the three Lancelots, and they still rode forward. Asa knew that the real battle had begun.
The scream came from the front line of the coalition forces. A soldier and his horse were blown up by a burst of fireball, and when he landed, he was skewered by a huge skeletal monster with the horns on his head.
He was not the first person to die, but he was the only one who had the opportunity to scream in agony.
The sky is still an all-devouring darkness, and the army is still surrounded by endless undead creatures that can't be seen at a glance, but these are no longer fragile skeletons and zombies, but skeletons and zombie warriors with weapons. Huge
The skeleton monster began to rush towards here like a chariot, and there were translucent ghosts floating in the air.
The speed of the coalition forces began to slow down, and they were no longer unstoppable. The soldiers in the front charged suicidally. They did not see the swords in the hands of the skeletons and zombies at all. They just thought about how to smash the weapons in their hands as much as possible.
Ahead, how can I make myself and my horse take an extra step forward together?
The waves stirred up were no longer just the remains of the undead. Once the red ones appeared in the middle, they were as unstoppable and irreversible as the charge. The screams of soldiers and horses began to be mixed with the shouts and chants. Flesh and blood flew everywhere. The soldiers in front
Just after sprinkling their own flesh and blood on the bodies of the skeleton zombies, their newly dead bodies immediately began to be infected by the black breath, but before the breath of the dark star could completely turn them into undead, the soldiers behind them turned them into undead.
The undead were crushed together. The white magic holy light and countless thunderous horse hooves rolled over together, and even the wreckage was completely wiped out.
A mass of black was vaguely visible in the distance ahead. Even in the sea of death, which was so dark that no distinction was made between heaven and earth, the blackness was still so bright and conspicuous, so black that it stretched from the ground to the sky.
There are still fifteen miles away, but at this time the troops' sprint speed has obviously slowed down. The surrounding sea of the dead is no longer as calm as when they first rushed in. Looking around, there are huge skeletal monsters and monsters all around.
The corpse witches are gathering here, and they are no longer just attacking zombies and skeleton warriors. The corpse witches' magic begins to explode pieces of flowers of death.
Finally, the coalition forces reluctantly advanced for a few more miles, and their range and number of people had been reduced by one-half.