"Fighting against the undead, especially against the Scourge Legion led by the undead monarch, never follow the so-called 'common sense', they can easily launch raids at times and places you never imagined, the great rivers and oceans are their natural cover, and the biological exclusion zone The snow-capped mountains have nothing to hinder them, and the wind and sand in the desert will only affect the opponent's performance. Hey, that's true."
"What did the military strategist say?"
"Well, what the great military strategist Roland said was taken from my diary three hundred years ago."
This is still the territory of human beings. It seems that not only the news has been leaked, but the other party has also prepared a trap.
The piercing screams were still in my ears, and the mages who took off their clothes and boots were in a mess. The panic of others was understandable. When they encountered an enemy attack in the rainstorm, the situation was not good. .
But only Heloise and I continued to chat leisurely over hot coffee, with no intention of leaving the comfortable carriage.
It's not how confident we are that we can survive the undead attack without damage, but as a rare necromancer here, we have almost judged the military strength sent by the opponent.
No matter how they have deceived our perception and reconnaissance before, but after the real attack started, the army could not be hidden. Due to the soul command relationship between the middle and high-level undead to the low-level undead, it is the basic skill of a qualified undead lord to estimate the opponent's heavy force.
Once in battle, the undead monarch used to command the soul network of his subordinates, which would instantly reveal his position.
Of course, he can also choose to hide, but the strength of the uncontrolled undead army will be extremely reduced.
"Six undead monarchs, three are in the air, two are behind, and one is stupefied at the front, with a total force of less than 20,000, and more than 70% of the skeletons and ghouls that have just been converted. This temptation means It's too obvious."
The number of the undead army has always been very intimidating. An army of 100,000, a million army and other races have gathered together to go bankrupt, and the undead can easily gather several million.
But in contrast, it is the fragility of low-level troops. The sea of skeletons without middle-level commanders is pure cannon fodder that can only consume the opponent's physical strength and magic power. If you challenge legions of other races, it is best to bring more than ten times the number. .
"... The heavy rain still affects your perception, and there is another one underground."
Hearing what Heloise said, I found it a little funny. I had already sensed that one, but it was not counted as an enemy.
"That one, it should be a lurking death spider or something. Although it is indeed a good strategy to bury himself first and wait for others to come to the door before floating up to attack, but it seems that his luck is not very good..."
After hearing my words, Heloise continued to feel dubious, and then sighed subtly.
The place where the lurker was buried is not far from us, where the dragoon phalanx passed by just now. Rolling over, it may have been completely impossible to get out.
And why do we know this
"It's really a spineless junior, and he started calling for help before he even started fighting."
The fluctuations of the soul unique to the undead are spreading, and the undead lord-level lurker who has been stepped on is screaming for help. Probably he did not expect to dig a hole in the ground to lurk himself, but he will encounter a phalanx of road rollers passing by. But he had to wait for his companions to encircle, so he could only endure the pain and watch the guys above his head pass by one by one.
At that time, his mood should be very complicated.
Even in a state of war, our side is still relatively relaxed.
It was raining so hard outside that the sound of water droplets hitting the ground was overwhelming. Except for the occasional explosion, even the sound of weapons intersecting, and the commander's anger shouting that should have been heard, he couldn't hear it at all.
The rain was so heavy that the field of vision was less than fifty meters, and the voice could not be heard clearly. At this time, the commander no longer had to rely on the quality of the individual soldiers.
In a sense, it is fortunate that our opponent is the undead army, which is very easy to distinguish from each other. Otherwise, it is very likely that the friendly army will be killed by mistake, but from another point of view, if the opponent is not the undead, we will not pick this point in time. attack.
The eyes and ears are shielded, the command system is paralyzed, and the legions that are no longer organized can only fall into the situation of fighting each other.
On the other side, most of the undead did not use the five senses to perceive the world, and their command system was the language of the soul, and would not be affected by the rainstorm at all.
I can sense that the Royal Dragoons on the front line have already fought against the Undead Legion, but the rainstorm blocked all perceptions. Unless we approached to investigate the situation, we could only passively wait for the result.
The "silent" fight is going on. In the luxury carriage we are in, the archmages look at me, I look at you, and finally all sat down, but no one intends to go out alone to rescue.
The rainstorm will also cause trouble for the mage. There may be mistakes in holding the spell and casting the spell, but the most terrible thing is the extreme decline in the perception ability. Under the premise of being ambushed, the danger level skyrockets.
It is one thing to worry that the rainstorm will give the assassin an opportunity, and the fundamental reason is simply not wanting to work for Emperor Tyber and risking his life.
For the use of spell casters, each country has its own routines, but in general, spell casters will not manage the military and political affairs, even if the leader will be accompanied by a full-time officer.
Only if you need the help of magic power, will you "request the master to help", and the relationship between the two sides is evident.
Moreover, the Kingdom of the Mage and I are both guest troops, and we will take action first without the master's request, which violates the unspoken rules of joint operations.
Now let the great mages of the kingdom of mages take action, I am afraid that Baier must send someone to invite him, but Baier did not think that sending someone over is one thing, and Emperor Baier does not want to lose face to ask allies to take action, which is also a very likely reason.
The melee outside is still continuing, and I'm still trying to perceive the situation outside. Those mages continue to play what they were playing before, and they should do what they should.
Only this time, they obediently put on the robes, picked up the staff, and could fight at any time.
"There is one less."
And soon, in my perception, after a round of magical bursts, a gargoyle lord in the air became the past tense.
"Dragon Breath? It's just a group of skeletons. Baier has dispatched multiple dragon knights?"
Looking at the heavy rain outside, I was a little worried. If such a good ambush time was not accidental, I am afraid that there is really a problem here.