Countless soldiers "rolled" down the sloping aisle, stunned by the commander of the Slo army behind him.
"This is how the same thing?"
He couldn't figure it out. Didn't he just break into Manchester? He was about to command the whole army to attack, but now, all his people were driven out. Could it be that there are a large number of troops inside
He exchanged glances with his deputy, his face full of doubts.
"My lord, what is that?" the lean soldier beside him suddenly pointed at Manchester and shouted.
Si Luo took a closer look, and saw skeletons pouring out of Manchester from all over the mountain, driving their soldiers out of it, and their soldiers ran with terrified expressions on their faces.
"Then...that's a skeleton...how could there be a skeleton?" Siluo finally saw it clearly, his brows frowned, and his doubts became even more embarrassing. Usually seeing a skeleton means a necromancer, and no one can summon a skeleton except a necromancer Now, could it be that my own people were driven out of the city by the Necromancer? The idea seemed rather comical in his mind.
But one thing is certain is that his tentative attack was a complete failure. His face darkened, "Call me their captain and see what's going on!"
The thin soldier immediately took the order, and after a while, he brought up a middle-aged man with blood on his face and still in shock.
"Report to the head of the legion, the captain has died in battle, and now the vice-captain will give you his orders!" the soldier said respectfully.
Si Luo had no time to take care of the captain's death in battle, and said with a stern face, "What's going on, haven't you already entered the city? Why did you back out again!"
"My lord, skeletons... so many skeletons... I... our soldiers are all dead..." The middle-aged man seemed to have not recovered from his fear, and his speech was trembling, and he looked a little confused.
Seeing those skeletons being summoned just now, like endlessly, soldiers like them who have experienced fighting will feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.
Si Luo and the thin soldier looked at each other, and Si Luo asked in a deep voice, "Please speak clearly!"
Seeing the commander of the Siluo Army in front of him, the middle-aged man's expression recovered a little, he calmed down and said, "Master Legion, we have successfully invaded Manchester, and when we were about to occupy it, we saw a necromancer, about Around the age of seventeen or eighteen, he summoned many skeletons... many... many... "
"Necromancer around seventeen or eighteen years old?" Si Luo frowned, feeling something was wrong in his heart.
The thin man next to the head of the Siluo army snorted coldly and said, "Isn't it just a necromancer? Isn't it just some vulnerable skeletons? It looks like you are scared out of your wits, what? The face of the Nineteenth Legion..."
As soon as these words came out, the soldiers around Si Luo showed disdainful expressions, and looked at the middle-aged man with contempt in their eyes.
When the middle-aged man heard this, he said urgently, "No... no... my lord, it's not what you think, those skeletons are not vulnerable..."
Just as he was talking, a soldier rushed to report, "Master Legion, a large number of skeletons are coming up ahead, and the former army is fighting them!"
Si Luo rolled his eyes, a trace of solemnity flashed across his face, he took a deep breath, "Come on, let's go and have a look!"
When Siluo rushed to the battlefield, he took a deep breath. The skeletons all over the mountains and plains flooded in like a tide, and they had already joined hands with the former army of the 19th Legion. Siluo saw at a glance that those skeletons were fighting with the The soldiers of the 19th Legion were indistinguishable, and the screams of the soldiers kept coming from the battlefield. As the middle-aged man said, those skeletons are not easy to deal with.
"These skeletons...how could..." The lean soldiers around him were stunned by the scene in front of him. He had never seen such powerful skeletons, and the powerful fighting power of those skeletons overturned his imagination.
"No, could it be..."
At this time, Si Luo frowned, and a person suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Boom—boom—"
It was almost the beginning of an all-out war. Ron commanded the Skeleton Legion to charge the Nineteenth Legion of the Holy Roman Empire. A large number of skeletons were summoned. At this time, the Nineteenth Legion began to slowly adapt to the attack of the Skeleton Legion. , gradually began to fight back.
The two sides started a fierce battle.
Vivian held the bone spear in her hand and threw it out mercilessly. The bone spear drew an arc, and each bone spear fell down with a soldier of the 19th Legion.
The moment Ron counterattacked to the battlefield, the number of skeletons and soldiers began to reverse. Looking at the densely packed hoplites, Ron gradually began to feel powerless.
"Great!" Catherine's eyes lit up, "Look... Ron actually fought against the Nineteenth Army with his own strength!"
"However, he is still at a disadvantage, isn't he?" Although seeing that Manchester was saved, Lauchran still felt uncomfortable in his heart and argued strongly.
"I believe he still has a way!" Although she said so, looking at Ron in the field, Catherine couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"Lauchren, should we go to support it!" Zhungeer hesitated for a while before saying.
After thinking about it, Lauren shook his head resolutely, "No, Manchester's defense is empty at this time, and it's not a good choice to play. Besides, with the intensity of the current battle, we won't be of much help if we go there …”
Catherine bit her lip, she had to admit the fact.
The soldiers of the 19th Legion shone with fighting spirit, and cut a skeleton warrior in half with a sword, and the skeleton warrior disappeared in a cloud of black smoke.
As more and more skeleton warriors disappeared, the 19th Legion began to surround Ron, and Ron gradually felt exhausted. Soon, the skeleton warrior lost nearly half, and his range was greatly reduced. Only the powerful black knight The crowd was still rushing left and right, and everywhere they went, flesh and blood flew everywhere. No one could stop the terrifying power of the black knight who had reached the division level.
The black knight's body also had horrible scars one after another, but for an undead creature like it, death and pain were not a big deal.
Vivienne also sensed something was wrong, and asked worriedly, "Ron, it won't work like this!"
Ron naturally knew that the situation was getting worse and worse for him. He was anxious, but he didn't know what to do, so he had to grit his teeth and hold on.
Homelin has been watching all this in silence, and hastily said upon seeing this situation, "Ron, the terrain here is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and attacking is not a good option, so I suggest you shrink your defensive line immediately , total defense..."
"Total defense!"
Ron's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he decided to listen to Grandpa Homelin's words. He saw that Ron's skeleton army changed its formation, and with the skeleton warrior as a shield, it retreated in an all-round way. After a while, it retreated to the gate of Manchester City and firmly guarded it. At the pass.
Behind Ron was a long sloping aisle, which allowed him to retreat in an orderly and calm manner.
Si Luo frowned, looked at the terrain, cursed secretly, and then shouted loudly, "The whole army assaults, speed up the attack, try to break through his defense, and never let him defend the pass!"
After the order was issued, the soldiers of the Nineteenth Legion rushed towards the gate of the city like crazy. Ron's skeleton line of defense was a little precarious, and it looked like it might be broken through at any time.
With a tap of the staff, groups of skeleton warriors scrambled out of the ground, roaring and rushing towards the enemy. Ron's heart gradually tightened. With the crazy attack of the soldiers of the 19th Legion, a large number of skeleton warriors in heavy armor Being wiped out and exhausted, the situation is very critical if this continues.
"Ron, use the Frost Armor!"
Homelin looked at it for a while, then suddenly said, "This undead magic can increase the defense of your summoned creatures, hurry—"
"Yes!"
Homelin's words cleared away the haze in Ron's heart like a bright light. His brows stretched out, and the orange-red legendary wand formed an arc. With a lengthy incantation, traces of soul power crazily revealed.
At this time, white rays of light lit up on each of the skeleton warriors, and as waves of light flowed, they slowly condensed, gradually forming a layer of cold armor, covering the undead creatures, as if covered with a layer of armor. Layers of thick and transparent armor are average.
This layer of armor is extremely hard, and a long sword filled with fighting spirit cannot easily break through it. In this way, the defense of the skeleton warrior is greatly enhanced.
"Ding—" The long sword with a grudge struck out and struck the skeleton brave man, but there was a crisp sound, and the long sword bounced back, and the soldier's mouth was numb from the shock.
"Damn it, what the hell is this!"
Among them, the most obvious impact was the soldiers of the 19th Legion. They had to face these pervertedly strong skeletons.
It is no easy task to turn these skeleton warriors into a cloud of black smoke. Ron gradually stabilized the situation. The whole of Manchester is like a strong fortress. As long as Ron can't break through here, Manchester will break through. no.
Seeing this scene, Si Luo's heart sank slowly. Although he was anxious, there was nothing he could do.
…
Galloping on the grassland, a fiery red figure galloped past, followed by a large number of soldiers, with no end in sight.
In the lead was a woman in her early twenties, riding a war horse, wearing a fiery red magician's quilt, and under her long curly hair, she revealed a delicate face.
Biting her lips tightly, a firm gaze flashed in her eyes. Suddenly, her heart moved, and she pulled the rein in her hand. The front hooves of the war horse vacated and stood still. A group of well-trained soldiers behind also stood still quickly.
These soldiers were dressed in the costumes of the original Ebian royal guards and light armor, which looked extremely refined.
That woman, the eldest princess of the Ethiopian royal family, the leader of the Ethiopian rebel army, and the president of the "dark" organization, Juliana, with wise eyes shining, was looking into the distance without moving.
"Miss, what's the matter?" A young woman in her thirties beside the woman also reined in her horse and asked puzzledly. She was Juliana's head guard.
"What happened in Manchester!" Juliana frowned tightly, "Let's speed up, hope there is still time..."