Some things take time to gradually test and spread.
The holy light dispelled the dark clouds, and the undead came in like a tide, but also left like a low tide.
The heavy rain left, and the dark clouds escaped. Only then did the soldiers realize that there was a sunny day above their heads.
Although the intensity is high, judging from the duration of this battle, it should only be regarded as an appetizer.
The attack of the undead came fast, and the retreat was faster. It only took about twenty minutes from the beginning of the raid to the end.
What was left was devastated.
"The total number of dead, wounded and missing exceeded 4,500. The Royal Dragoons lost 129 people, the White Wolf Guard lost about 400 people, the Dragon Knight Lei Xiu was shot down, and the young green dragon Soteshi was injured. Withdraw from the battle, the dragon knight dies."
Before the official fight, he suffered a heavy blow, and his morale was very low for a while.
It is natural to have losses on the battlefield, but this kind of unilateral huge loss is unacceptable. The undead lost only some low-level cannon fodder. Not only did a lot of elites die, but also a dragon knight.
By the way, the heroic dragon knight took off forcibly in the rainstorm, killed a gargoyle, and then fell down inexplicably. Looking back now, it is very likely that he was attacked by the undead emperor who transformed into Yunyu.
The situation of the battle cannot be concealed, they are all veterans, and you can see how they play.
In the face of the predicament, if the ordinary sergeant is a little confused, the high-level generals will be so uncomfortable that they will vomit blood, and the elites are knocked unconscious before they go out.
They came to crusade the undead with great ambition, but before they reached the front line, they had already suffered heavy losses.
But for me, it's a good thing.
I am not overly pleased with the loss of the human coalition, but I analyze it from my own perspective. The current situation is better than expected and acceptable.
In fact, it is very simple to think about it.
If I were that Hypros, I would definitely not just use this trump card in my hand.
I would first use a small batch of cannon fodder to attract opponents, and use continuous defeats to arouse the opponent's carelessness, but in private I am gathering the undead army, laying traps, waiting for the opponent to enter the game, and then use this hole card for a decisive battle.
If in the dark storm, instead of tens of thousands of low-level cannon fodder, all the elite soldiers from several planes of death... Then the loss may be innumerable.
Ace, when you use it for the first time, if you can't exchange enough income, it will be in vain.
I don't think that as the Lord of the Realm, Hyprous would not have such a simple strategic thinking ability, but the feeling of his attack like this is very petty...
"It's like watching all the way and finding that there are cheap picks. The temporary convener quickly comes to grab it. As the Great Undead Emperor, the layout is too small."
Heloise's thinking result was different from mine, and we looked at each other and came to a similar conclusion.
"There is only one possibility that can explain everything. There is a problem within the undead, Hypros can't control the situation, and there is a problem with the military at hand."
The enemy appeared in the bar? When you just won
It seems incredible, but it's actually quite possible.
Although the undead emperors are allies, the gap in strength and status is very obvious. The two young main battle factions are the weaker party. The two veteran undead emperors Sandro and the dead bone marshal are firmly Holding the gate of the plane, the neutral one now doesn't know where he went.
The Marshal of the Dead Bones is an extremely rare warrior-type undead emperor. His relationship with Esso is extremely special, and now his target is those trolls who have a bloody feud with him.
The private connection between Sandro and I was wrong. The republic's revival plan is quietly going on in the north. If anyone wants to see the situation at hand, it must be him.
After all, once the conflict between the undead and the living intensifies, even if his plan to restore the republic fails on the spot, it will be greatly reduced.
A guy like Sandro, once he made up his mind, would not change his mind easily, so he would never let Hypros and Anina continue to mess around.
It is unlikely that it will turn over directly, so it is easiest to do it with hands and feet on the soldiers.
reason? Fighting trolls with Marshal of the Dead Bones to avenge the compatriots of the Republic, what a good reason, not only can you get the understanding and support of the wise dead spirits, but also get the full support of dead bones who wanted to fight trolls in the first place.
As long as the gate of the main plane is locked and the existing soldiers are transferred, Anina and Hupros are amazing. Without the Undead Emperor of the Infinite Calamity Legion, can the sky be turned upside down
"I need information..."
The coalition had already set up temporary camps to bury the dead, the knights were burying the dead, the priests and pharmacists were dressing the wounded, and the generals had endless strategic meetings.
What can this talk about? It is impossible to step back, it is nothing more than accusing each other and shirking responsibility first, then arguing and finally reaching a conclusion and moving forward, just be more careful.
Too lazy to watch a group of muscular orangutans quarrel, knowing that they can't reach a conclusion, I found a reason to shirk.
After saying hello to Heloise, I left the camp directly.
Walking out of the camp gate, I took out the magic book and recited the congratulatory speech at random. A black fog came and went quickly, and the ghost carriage stopped in front of me.
As I walked, the fog of death surrounded me, and when I got into the carriage, there was no longer a living person in the carriage, but a lich surrounded by the fog of death.
With a little illusion and decent power of death, unless I meet the undead emperor himself, I have the confidence to hide from any undead monarch.
"Let's go, I haven't been to the world of the undead for a long time."
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Aesso Reeves, the gathering place of the undead, used to be the front line of the battlefield, where the power of death that covers the sky is always shrouded here, the first stop of the main plane of countless undead in the outer domain, the portal of the six major planes of death will never stop. when.
In the past, this was a restricted area for the living, but today, there are many guests here.
He should be very happy to have reinforcements sent to his door, but the hot wound on his skin, which annoyed Hypros, always reminded him of the paladin he saw not long ago.
Turning into a dark cloud was equivalent to physical immunity, but it was also equivalent to detaching the fragile soul from the protection of the body. The wound irradiated by the holy light made Hypros experience the extreme pain that he had forgotten for thousands of years.
But now, he must calmly put on a confident face, because these guests are a group of wealthy wolves who may turn back at any time.
But now, he has no choice.
The senior who originally thought he was a strong ally betrayed him, and the mess left behind was probably only his own life. If he missed this opportunity, he could only return to the plane of death with his tail tucked.
"Respected Devil Lord, we agreed to your terms. Now, please open the door to the abyss."