Chapter 179 First Attack

As the tide of the undead, the sentry reported the news to the Archangel Fortress as soon as possible, and there were only four words on the briefing.

It's unstoppable!

Soon the front-line army gathered to the fortress, and the walls were full of soldiers, and even the towers were full of archers.

There is no doubt that the first wave of attacks must be low-level undead.

The first attack was a team of a mixture of goblins and low-level undead. They rushed up to the fortress, waving simple weapons in their hands, but immediately followed by a large number of heavy carts, and undead creatures slowly pushed the cart forward.

Enrique, who was arranging the preparation of the catapult, found this and immediately made a decision.

"Quickly, aim at these carts!" Enrique shouted, "*Get ready!"

With the creaking sound, * began to aim and raise the angle step by step as the car moved forward.

"The cataping car is ready!" Another soldier shouted, "Please launch!"

Enrique nodded, "Aim for the catapling car, listen to my orders!"

"One, two, shoot!"

The huge catapult began to launch, and a sound sounded. The huge skin was ejected and fell into the undead team, and the fire oil was scattered everywhere.

"Wow~~"

At the front of the undead is a golden skeleton. Although it has some wisdom, it still can't see what this thing does. It can only whine and urge the team to move forward.

"Teng, Teng..." The catapult continued to launch, and more skins fell to the ground.

Enrique was observing the landing point when suddenly there was a noisy footsteps around him, "It's almost time to shoot arrows!" The old Duke's voice sounded behind.

It seems that the old duke and others came. Enrique didn't think, "* Prepare, one, aim!"

*The hand began to turn the position, "Aim at their heavy truck!" He added another sentence.

"Two, light the fire!"

The deputy picked up the torch and lit the cloth tied to the crossbow.

"Pray!"

Countless rockets soared into the air and landed on the ground with beautiful arcs.

Fire oil was ignited, and the whole earth became a sea of fire.

"Why is there no movement?" After only dozens of seconds,xi ous asked suspiciously, "Nothing!"

The old Duke made a gesture, "Be patient," he explained, "Or it will take a few minutes to be effective!"

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly broke out in the undead team.

"Boom!" Boom!" Boom!" Boom!"

Several places began to make huge explosions, and then more places began to sound.

The pre-buried sulfur and oil barrels began to explode with heat, and the water vapor filled with the smell of holy water and sulfur enveloped the whole battlefield.

The water mist formed by flame, holy water and sulfur burned the whole archangel fortress into a sea of fire, and it is a sea of fire specially designed to deal with the dead.

Although skeletons and zombies are not intelligent, they are not afraid of being attacked by the holy water. They begin to run around in a panic. What has evolved a little wisdom is to retreat and prepare to escape from here.

But the undead behind are still constantly rushing forward and squeezing them into the sea of fire.

The heavy cart was full of gravel and exposed its original shape in the flames. "Sure enough, they are going to fill the moat!" Leiris shouted, "It seems that they guessed right. They took our attack!"

The undead still roared in the flames, and Enrique ordered the catapult to carry out another round of attack.

"Add some firewood!" Enrique smiled.

The old Duke looked at the burning battlefield below and wondered if the ghost emperor's tactics were so simple. As a vampire who has lived for so long, isn't this too much of a joke?

The fire has been burning for hours, and low-level undeads have been driven through the cracks of the flames and advancing towards the fortress, but every time Enrique ordered the catapult to continue to fire and fill the sea of fire.

Sulfur and holy water soon evaporated, but the flame continued.

Although they blocked the dead and ignited the battlefield, they also consumed almost fire oil.

The sentry looked on the tower several times, but all the places that appeared in the night were red gurgling, and they could not see the dead or other creatures clearly. The only thing they could see was the area under the city that was within sight, which had not been ignited.

He made a gesture, so the magician came forward and released a dazzling ball of light in mid-air. The dome was slightly blue, and many things could be seen more clearly. He first looked at the end of the battlefield, and all the enemies were blocked on the other side of the fire.

However, when he carefully observed the enemy over there, the scene was not so comfortable. The old Duke once heard Dolin's report and guessed the number of enemies, but he never thought that when they attacked, there were many sea sand-like people in front of him - he keenly found that this was just a low-level undead.

This scene made him hesitate.

"How many undead have you gathered, Ghost Emperor?" He sighed. How many other creatures call you masters?

Knowing the seriousness of this battle, he began to think about this problem head-on. He could not resist the enemy with a little fire oil alone. In the face of ten times or even a hundred times the enemy, he could only hope for a miracle.

When he began to leave the fortress, what suddenly happened in the distance attracted his attention. He can't see who is in such a distance. The undead seems to be just a piece of darkness, but he knows that a creature is preparing to come. He saw that the undead suddenly began to spread to both sides, revealing a huge area in the middle, and then a feeling of pressure came from a distance.

Then a dark shadow fell from the sky, gradually became smaller and then deformed, standing in the middle like a human.

"What is that?" Kuhak, the representative of the Atlantean Empire, asked, that he squeezed into the soldiers on the wall and found Enrique.

"A vampire," Enrique replied. A big undead."

"It's laughing at our fragile defense!" Kuhak shouted. How can we expect ourselves to fight against such an enemy?

It was the ghost emperor who bent down deeply and concentrated on chanting spells. It stood a sword on the ground, took a step back, shouted out a vague ancient spell, and chanted stronger and stronger, and the flame began to beat with it.

"Is that a glass dagger?" Regis asked, he was confused by the rhythmic object.

Then the undead burned in the flame began to emit black death, hovering and gathering towards the sword, and the sword body began to shine, and the light flashed.

Then the virtual shadow of the sword body began to grow. Whenever its pulse reaches its peak, it expands and shrinks a little when the next beat is about to begin. Everything nearby has been under shadow, because it greedily exhausts all its dead air. Slowly, but inevitably, its circumference is getting longer and longer, and the top light begins to rise high in the air.

As the pulse reached its peak, it emitted black light, and all the dead air began to fly out of the sword body under the light and entered every broken undead body.

The ghost emperor roared because of the success of casting spells, and then stood here proudly, watching more and more undeads get up from the ground and rejoin the army.

"My God, he resurrected these undead!" The soldiers began to exhale, and fear began to breed.

The undead and goglin all knelt down, and the whole army began to shout: "Ghost emperor! Ghost Emperor!" This blind loyalty made human beings who saw this scene shiver

Soldiers, officers and even some helpful civilians on the Archangel Fortress watched this scene with a mixture of awe and fear. They all understood the meaning of all this. The ghost emperor Casablanca, the undead and the master of the huge army in front of him, has arrived.

But another untimely voice suddenly sounded, like thunder, "It's just a simple soul charm. How can you not kill it?"

With the sound, a golden light fell from the sky and stood in front of the old Duke.

Grandin appeared in front of him with laughter, and the golden fighting spirit made everyone understand that a sword god came.

"It's just a small trick, my friend," he laughed and patted the old prince on the shoulder. "This sword can extract the undead spirit from all kinds of dead creatures and then summon some skeletons," he deliberately made a loud voice so that the soldiers on the wall could hear it. "but there are not many - you kill one Hundreds of skeletons, he may not be able to summon one!"

"So you mean that he just wanted to scare us, so he sent a lot of low-level undead to die in order to get more dead spirits, so that the undead can look a little more at the time of resurrection?" The old prince asked in a low voice.

"Yes, that's what it means!" Grandin nodded.

The soldiers next to him laugh. It is not uncommon for this trick. They often take various means to scare their opponents or influence his thinking when playing the game.

"I can kill a hundred of him, so I don't care about killing one more!" xi ouS roared loudly, "Warriors, are you right?"

"Yes!" The thunderous meeting sounded, and everyone was much more relaxed.

Many smarter soldiers began to observe. Sure enough, not all the undead in the flames got up, and often there were only a few in the pile - it seemed that the words of the sword god were not hypothetical.

More and more soldiers found this, told each other and began to celebrate today's victory. It is estimated that more than 100,000 undead were burned to death, and they did not lose anything.

Taking advantage of the gap, Grandin pulled the old Duke: "I have something to tell you," he looked as usual but his eyes were serious: "Find a secluded place."

The old Duke was very keenly aware that there must be something hidden in this. He nodded and pulled up Grandin: "Well, children, now you stay here - I want to treat our respected sword god!"

Enrique and other non-commissioned officers answered, "Yes!"

The old Duke waved his hand with Grandin, passed through the crowd, and returned to the stone pillar through the cable bridge.