The nobles put on the metal armor provided by their private soldiers and held their swords that were already bent. Just like their ancestors seventy years ago, they charged into the battle formation of the foreign races without any regrets.
Blood splattered. In the elongated light of the Holy Light spell, the morale of the human army was high.
The Orc army had already been cut into pieces by the cavalry. There were less than seventy people who could still fight. Although there were many undead on the periphery, most of them were no different from wood due to the effects of the divine spell scrolls. Therefore, when the two hundred infantrymen charged over, they almost effortlessly pressed down the front line.
Naify didn't stay behind with the injured. Instead, she charged over under the protection of Erwin and the others. 'Arcanists' were especially powerful in this kind of chaotic battle. She didn't rely on powerful killing spells to destroy the enemy. Instead, she used various' control 'spells to assist in killing the enemy. To the guards led by Erwin, the enemies in front of them were almost no different from sheep tied to a pole. They only needed to swing their battle axes to kill them. They didn't even need to kill them.
Catherine was not far from Naify. She didn't have much fighting power, but after a few attempts, she completely let go of everything. This noble girl never thought that one day … she would actually roar like a man and chop down the zombies in front of her …
Even though their throats were hoarse from all the shouting, she and the soldiers around her never thought of stopping. They fought with all their might because they knew they had nowhere else to go.
Godard's position had long been torn apart by the cavalry. Now, the only ones who still had the ability to resist were him and the guards around him. Although the undead had the advantage in numbers, the only ones who could still fight were Augustine and his 150 undead subordinates.
The two leaders were very clear that if they couldn't stop this wave of attack, they would definitely die.
Therefore, be it Godard or the black-robed Orc, they both made the most violent counterattack.
The body of the Orc elite with the battle axes expanded rapidly as he roared. Godard's advanced profession was' Wolf Knight '. Although he didn't have the help of a wolf, he could still enter' Berserk 'mode and crush the human soldiers in front of him with unparalleled speed. Because he was too powerful, he led a dozen people on foot to launch a' countercharge 'and directly collided with the incoming infantry!
None of the soldiers in front of him could withstand a single blow. Apart from swinging his battle axe, his punches and kicks were often enough to severely injure ordinary soldiers!
"Corpse Explosion!"
The black-robed Orc suddenly waved his staff, and a dozen corpses on the ground exploded one after another. "Swoosh swoosh swoosh". More than ten knights on their horses were thrown off their horses. Even the Wellington Knight could not avoid it and was blown away on the spot.
He was not casting spells randomly, but he was precisely disrupting the rhythm of the human troops. Wherever the line of defense was about to be breached, spells would be cast like a storm, causing a large number of casualties in an instant.
Akasha and Sally could only resist in front of him, and they were almost hit by the "Entanglement of Death" several times. There was no room for them to fight back.
During this time, several arrows were shot at him from all directions, but they were all easily blocked by the bone shield floating beside him. However, the Bone Spear Technique that the black-robed orc man used to counterattack never hit Roddy.
"A mouse that only dares to shoot arrows in the dark …"
His voice was a little angry, and he immediately increased the strength of his attack line. But after a few seconds, an instinctive sense of danger made him quickly stop casting spells and dodge half a step to the side!
"Swoosh!"
Under the dim light, a bright blade slashed across the position where he was just standing.
The black-robed orc was surrounded by more than thirty strengthened zombies and flesh puppets, but these subordinates did not notice that there was a "different kind" among them. "Camouflage: Undead" was obviously more useful than Roddy had imagined.
But his camouflage was still seen through by the black-robed orc. After the vertical slash of "Great Strength Strike" missed, Roddy immediately realized that he had made a mistake. He immediately activated "Quick Reaction" and dodged the opponent's "Bone Spear Technique" by a hair's breadth!
The white bone slashed across his chest. Instead of advancing, Roddy took a step back and tried to deal a heavy blow to the enemy in close combat. Unexpectedly, the orc took a few steps back methodically and chanted a spell, turning his white bone wand into a dagger, blocking Roddy's second strike!
Roddy felt that something was wrong when he slashed down with the dagger. His swordsmanship was only at the beginner level, and it was only useful in a chaotic battle. In terms of "attainments", he was no match for Sodelor. But the opponent had just casually blocked it, and Roddy felt depressed as if he had nowhere to use his strength …
Could this guy's swordsmanship be stronger than Sodelor's?
While he was thinking, the enemy's bone sword had already wrapped around the "Blade of Purification" with a twist of his wrist, and after a casual shake, Roddy was disarmed!
The Blade of Purification was sent flying, and Roddy knew that he was in trouble. Not only was the opponent proficient in all kinds of undead spells, but even his swordsmanship was so powerful …
Since when did Tasman have such a guy?!
But now he had no time to sigh. Seeing the enemy pointing at him with another hand, Roddy's heart trembled, and he instinctively activated the "Ring of Pardon" —
"Bang!"
The instant-cast "Death Coil" exploded in a flash of golden light at close range. Roddy knew that he could not hold back now. He raised his left hand and immediately tore open the "Ice Blade Storm" scroll he had been holding!
This was one of Solomon's treasures. Its power was not as powerful as the 'Flame Blast', a large-scale spell, but it was faster. The moment the scroll was torn, countless ice blades flew straight towards the black-robed Orc. However, the next moment, Rody saw the Orc Orc's feet sway as he dodged the ice blades.
Hundreds of ice blades flew out, and because of the large range, one of the orc's arms was cut off. But compared to the flesh puppet in front of him, which had turned into minced meat, this scroll was almost useless …
"Opportunistic!"
The black-robed orc roared and slashed down with his bone sword. At this distance, physical attacks were obviously faster than spellcasting.
Because Roddy had not stopped releasing the scroll, he could not dodge and could only bite the bullet and rush forward. After activating the "Tortoise Shield" skill, he raised his left arm to block and activated the "Arcane Blade" on his right wrist, stabbing straight at the orc's neck!
"Crack!"
The dragon skin armor and the "Tortoise Shield" barely blocked the sword, but the huge recoil made Roddy lose his balance. As a result, the "Arcane Blade" in his right hand did not hit the orc's vital point and only stabbed into the orc's collarbone …
The two passed each other and exchanged positions. Roddy turned and prepared to fight again, but the black-robed orc narrowed his eyes and stared straight at Roddy. "You're a witcher!"
"What?"
Roddy was shocked. There was almost no record of this "profession" in history, and he was the last "witcher" … How did the orc recognize his profession?
But after this sentence, the undead sorcerer's hostility seemed to soar several times. He raised his wand with his remaining arm and said coldly, "Heretic … Accept your judgment!"
Roddy's eyes narrowed as he vaguely guessed the opponent's identity. So he did not fight head-on, but activated the "Arcane Impact" skill on his leather boots and the "Glide Spell" on his belt. He jumped seven or eight meters in the air, and then with a "Leap", he instantly jumped over the surrounding undead soldiers and left the battlefield.
The black-robed orc stared at Roddy and waved his hand, ordering all the undead around to surround Roddy —
"Kill him!"
The sudden change surprised Sally and the others. The undead suddenly changed their target, causing the pressure on the cavalry and infantry to plummet. In other words, Roddy had relied on his own strength to directly attract the hatred of almost all the undead!
It seemed that in the eyes of the black-robed orc … the success or failure of the battle was not as important as killing this "witcher".
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"Crack!"
Overseer Godard was leading the charge in another direction. His strength was so great that no one could stop him. Even the heavily armored barbarian soldiers were all cut down by him. However, at this moment, his battle-ax was unexpectedly blocked by a burly man's battle-ax.
Not only that, the man roared angrily and flipped his axe, pushing Godard's axe away and stabbing at him!
Godard frowned and twisted the axe in his hand, wanting to use his strength to knock the opponent's axe away. But he did not expect the guy in front of him to be as strong as him. The two battle axes clattered, and a stalemate occurred again.
"Ha!"
Irwin, who had been enhanced by "Frenzy" and "Bloodlust," was red in the face. He raised his leg and kicked away an orc who came to help, but this also revealed an opening. Godard elbowed him in the chest and forced him to take a few steps back.
In terms of strength, Irwin was still no match for this warlord. If not for the fine iron armor, his chest would probably have been smashed. But at this moment, he did not care about his injuries and continued to fight with the soldiers beside him!
Godard frowned, feeling the pressure in front of him increase a lot.
He immediately looked to the side and found that the undead that had been fighting together a hundred meters away had collectively changed direction and were actually chasing a human!
This scene was extremely absurd for a commander. There were more than three hundred enemies on this battlefield, but why did this group of undead insist on chasing a single target?
Moreover, that guy was like a loach, fleeing through the gaps in the crowd and even dodging the "Bone Prison" and "Bone Wall" spells …
Did this group of undead take the wrong medicine?! If he was allowed to lure the undead away alone, how was he going to fight this battle?
Godard cursed in his heart, but at this moment, his "breakout team" was fighting alone. If they continued forward, they would definitely be surrounded and killed.
The only way to break out of the encirclement was to immediately join forces with the undead. At the very least, they could escape together. It was better than being surrounded and killed!
Thinking of this, he was not in the mood to continue fighting head-on with Irwin and the others. He immediately led the soldiers to the side. His goal was very clear: take a shortcut and capture Roddy, who was fleeing nearby!
Only then would he have a way out.
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