Big fireball! "As Bravi shouted, the magicians in the magic group released large fireballs. Hundreds of large fireballs pierced the sky. This was not much different from the high-level magic meteor shower, except that the attack angle was slightly different.
The ghost dragon that had turned gray spread its bone wings and flew down diagonally, blocking the roaring firelight. With a loud bang, the ghost dragon was blown to pieces, and a few remaining fireballs passed through. The exploding fire cloud hit the necromancers respectively, but unfortunately, they were blocked by the bone shield.
In fact, the magic scroll that can summon a ghost dragon out of thin air is very precious. Under normal circumstances, releasing such a precious scroll is mostly to kill difficult opponents, and it is just used to make up for the mistakes made, which is a bit wasteful. But the necromancer was in no mood to regret at the moment, and screamed: "Quickly leave!" Before he finished speaking, he turned around first and saw a young swordsman holding a fire elemental sword flying towards him. .
"Let's go?" An Fei spoke softly, but his eyes flashed with a chilling ferocious light. He suddenly pulled out another long sword from his waist with his left hand and pointed forward.
The sky was full of lightning again, and twisted arcs of electricity poured down from the sky, like thousands of vicious whips, lashing out at the undead mages crazily.
When An Fei and Susanna held their wedding, the great alchemist Jacob only gave An Fei a bottle of aphrodisiac potion. It wasn't that Jacob was too stingy. An Fei accepted too many gifts that day, and Jacob didn't want to join in. He was so excited that he made a harmless joke with An Fei. But after the undead war broke out, out of concern for the future. At the same time, in order to protect some very promising young people, Jacob spent a lot of energy to tailor a magic sword for An Fei, a magic sword that can release chain lightning.
A lot of precious materials were spent to build this magic sword, but Jacob never mentioned it because he was not doing it for repayment, otherwise he would not have given the magic sword to An Fei. There may be powerful people on the mainland. There are so many people with money, and if you give it to anyone, you can get a return that far exceeds the investment.
Although those necromancers released their magic shields in time. But under the repeated strikes of lightning, the magic shields collapsed one after another, and the current swept through their bodies mercilessly.
The power of lightning is average and has a chance of causing paralysis. However, the probability is pitifully low. Electric arc can cause paralysis 100% of the time, but its power is negligible. Chain lightning is a mixed and enhanced version of these two magics. Not only is it extremely powerful, it is also a range attack and can cause 100% paralysis.
The lightning had not disappeared yet, and the five necromancers were already falling downwards like stones. Even if they are not dead now, they cannot control the elements under the effect of general paralysis.
An Fei quickly caught up, and the magic sword was already sheathed. The fire sword in his right hand flicked. A light orange tongue of flame more than twenty meters long swept across the sky. The five necromancers instantly turned into balls of fire and fell to the ground. It turned into a bomb again, and it was still burning. The fragments were flying everywhere, and many zombies were implicated.
"Protect Warner!" An Fei shouted, turned around and rushed towards Susanna.
On another battlefield, looking at the endless undead creatures, Fernando felt that he was stretched thin. He supported one-third of An Fei's priests and knights, which was usually fine, but now he finally got what he wanted. In the decisive battle, he found that he was seriously short of manpower.
More than fifty miles east of the main battlefield, a group of knights numbering around 20,000 was standing quietly in the night. The leader turned out to be a young girl. Her face was full of expressions that were in sharp contrast to her age. Even paradoxically solemn.
Suddenly, several small black dots appeared in the air and circled down. Several griffon knights jumped off their mounts, sprinted to the girl, and whispered something.
"Raise the flag!" the girl said calmly.
At this moment, Anfei had no way of knowing what changes had occurred in the rear. At the moment, all he wanted to do was break out. After killing those necromancers, An Fei kept releasing his induction to the maximum. He believed that the necromancers would not watch him kill him, and there must be other tricks.
Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened to An Fei in the end. Not only did no necromancers come to support, but the undead knights also broke away from the battle group, which was equivalent to willingly getting out of the way.
Until dawn, after confirming that there were no undead creatures around, Warner took back the Scroll of Salvation. His magic power was still abundant, but his energy was low. He yawned one after another. The mercenaries didn't have time to set up a temporary camp or even vent their joy after the disaster. They just sat next to each other in the snow and started to take a nap. This place was still very dangerous. They had to rest for a while and continue on their way.
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More hard work and enjoyment will come after success. The mercenaries rested but Shanna and others could not rest. The same was true for the captains such as Ozguch and Simpera. First, they had to count up all the recent losses.
When they first captured Zeng Green City, An Fei had more than 4,000 mercenaries. Now counting, the number of mercenaries is more than 2,600. In other words, after guarding the city for seven days, they lost almost 1,500 mercenaries. Soldiers, this is tantamount to destroying more than half of the brilliant results of recruiting other mercenaries these days. You know, when An Fei walked out of Moramachi Town, he had more than 1,700 mercenaries under his command. The number has only been expanded now. More than 900 people attended.
Everyone's face is a little ugly, but one thing cannot be ignored, the effect caused by the natural law of survival of the fittest! Now among the more than 2,600 mercenaries, there is not a single entry-level professional. The lowest is an intermediate swordsman, and most of them are high-level swordsmen worthy of the name. As for how many of them can become swordsmen? There is no development, this cannot be calculated, but in terms of average strength, the mercenary group is even more elite than the Death Roaring Legion.
Looking at this statistical data, An Fei couldn't help but be moved. The potential of the mercenary country is indeed astonishing. If so many swordsmen are focused on fighting guerrillas, it is no wonder that the Allison Empire at that time failed.
In fact, this is not surprising. No matter how small a mercenary group is, it will have its own backbone, otherwise it will be difficult to survive. When the Undead War breaks out, they are besieged in the city, and they must unite with each other to survive to the end. are often the backbone of each mercenary group. The law of survival of the fittest is cruel and realistic. In this troubled world, strength is the first priority, and other factors do not play a decisive role. With good luck, someone saved you this time. Will someone save you next time? Facing the overwhelming influx of undead creatures, it is impossible to talk about using any ingenuity. As for cheating, cheating, and ineffective work, unless the mercenaries in the city who fought bloody battles are fools, they will be found out sooner or later. There is no need to do anything. As long as they are deprived of rations and the treatment of all soldiers, they will be alive these days. starving.
Defending Zenglin City is a large-scale screening. This can be seen from the losses of each regiment. Simpera's sixth regiment suffered the smallest loss, less than a hundred people. Ozguch's first regiment suffered the smallest loss. However, they lost nearly 300 men, which was reduced by half. Thomson's newly formed 7th Regiment was originally a miscellaneous soldier. Thomson Company had not yet recognized the names of his mercenaries, but his regiment only lost more than 20 people. A mercenary, in the final analysis, is that his mercenaries are all strong men who have survived hundreds of battles.
After confirming that no one was pursuing him and that there was a mountain range ahead, he could immediately hide in the mountains in case of crisis. An Fei simply stayed a while longer and redistributed the unorganized mercenaries to each regiment.
There are now four regiments, and the number of mercenaries in each regiment is close to 700. In any case, it is larger than when they just left the town of Mouramachi, and there is also one more Thomson's seventh regiment. .
Ximpera's expression was very calm. She was a high-level swordsman, and her personal prestige was not a problem. In addition, the group was monolithic, so she could easily digest the mercenaries assigned to her. Ozguch doesn't care either. He considers himself An Fei's number one confidant, and he has Ye, a wise assistant, so he is really not afraid of trouble. If it doesn't work, he can ask An Fei to help him with a word. What can't be solved
Thomson looked very relaxed, because he was also a latecomer, and the mercenaries who joined later recognized him. In addition, his mercenary group had very few attrition, and the number of replacements was limited, and they had to work side by side for a long time. The prestige established by the bloody battle cannot be easily shaken.
Only Orsi looked gloomy. His regiment's losses were not as great as Özguch's, but they were still serious. The number of mercenaries added later exceeded his old subordinates. What troubled him the most was that there were two more mercenaries among them. The mid-level swordsmen were originally the leaders of the mercenary group. Although in this catastrophe, their subordinates died or dispersed and almost became bare commanders, their strength is still there. Now they are condescending to themselves, and they have May cause trouble. In terms of strength, he is not as good as Simpera, in terms of cronies, he is not as good as Ozcic, and he does not have a good assistant like Ye, so he can only deal with it on his own.
No matter who is happy and who is sad, the road must continue. At three o'clock in the morning, An Fei led the mercenary group to the northeast and went straight to the headquarters of the Brotherhood Alliance mercenary group. To the south of Zeng Green, a battle that can almost determine the pattern of the mercenary country has entered a fever pitch, but the balance is gradually tilting against the undead mage. Undead creatures can exert their greatest combat effectiveness at night. If they didn't achieve decisive results, it would be hard to say during the day, unless they could survive the day under the fierce attack of the two armies regardless of the cost.