[Two more to go]
The Level 9 elemental creatures tore apart the Skochinya's defense line. The Temple of God's army charged in without any obstruction. The two battalions of the Temple of God's army slowly spread out to the flanks. The three main battalions brought up the rear and killed the surviving soldiers, not taking any captives.
This wasn't the first time Salin did this. Last time, it was to intimidate the enemy. This time, it was to vent his anger. His woman was being besieged, and if he still talked about his demeanor with the enemy, then he would be crazy.
At the very least, Salin had to show that there were some things that the Skochinya couldn't do.
The hundred thousand undead charged into the main camp. At first, they suffered heavy losses. In front of the main camp, there were large offensive equipment more than five hundred meters behind the camp's walls. The undead charged directly, and countless soldiers were crushed by the catapults.
Ainphent didn't care. He didn't have the ability to create intelligent undead. The dead undead were all summoned. As long as his plant undead and flesh undead didn't die, he could quickly summon new undead. The ones commanding the undead were the Necromancers who surrendered to the Metatlin Kingdom. These Necromancers also needed to collect the power of death on the battlefield.
The Necromancers also felt heartache when they used up the undead. Fortunately, they didn't get nothing. In such an intense battle, the enemy's losses were at least twenty percent of the undead army.
If all hundred thousand undead died, the enemy's losses would be more than twenty thousand.
The power released by dying humans was what the Necromancers liked. The order they received was to kill at least fifty thousand undead before returning.
Perhaps not many generals would give such an order. The Necromancers charged through the Skokinya's camp without any pressure. They only had one goal, and that was to exchange ten undead for the lives of two enemies.
This kind of battle caused the Skochinya to suffer greatly. They thought the undead army was about to engage in a decisive battle. The Skochinya people immediately mobilized their main forces to block the undead's charge. However, this was what the Necromancers wanted. If they didn't kill the elites of the main force, their losses wouldn't be worth it.
Salin's army charged straight through the main camp in the north. He didn't take the shortest route, but the longest one instead.
A camp of two hundred thousand people occupied a very large area. It was not something that could be done by sticking them densely on the ground. In the Skokynyan camp, a tent could house at most five soldiers, and a barracks could house at most forty people. Two hundred thousand people spread out, stretching for dozens of miles.
Salin wouldn't have dared to do so if it weren't for the elemental creatures charging at the front. The Magic Shooters in the camp retreated one after another, but they kept buffing the generals and elite soldiers in the retreating army with magic. None of them dared to advance.
Anyone who became a Magic Shooter had a wealth of knowledge. At the very least, they knew the existence of elemental creatures. Elemental creatures above level-7 were very difficult to deal with. Even if they could kill one or two of these hundred-meter-tall elemental creatures, they would have to sacrifice themselves.
It wasn't that the Skocynthians were afraid of battle, but at the very least, they were a hundred times braver than the Cloud Flow people. The problem was that the difference in power levels couldn't be made up for, and there were too many elemental creatures. The fact that not all of the soldiers managed to escape proved that the Skokenians weren't cowards.
The mages were even more helpless. There were only a dozen Magic Shooters in the entire camp. It would be fine if they gathered together, but if they gathered together, the generals would be killed.
Nicholas was also very excited because the number of souls in his Crimson Soul Tower had exceeded a hundred thousand. Salin's battle was exceptionally bloody. Wherever the army of a hundred thousand went, there were no survivors.
Nicholas only personally took action three times and captured three mages alive. Two of them were level-six, and one was level-seven. Nicholas sealed their power and threw them to the demons beside him. The demons of the shrine army were intelligent, unlike the demons on the ship who were a little stupid.
At this time, Salin also felt the strength of the demon army. With their five-meter-tall bodies, they had an absolute advantage in terms of power. Humans were no longer in the ancient times, when level-nine experts were soldiers. These demons were well-equipped and extremely strong. It was easier for them to hunt down the human soldiers than it was for farmers to cut grass.
Moreover, the demons' formation changed too quickly. Salin was very satisfied with the speed. The injured demons would immediately return to the center of the formation and become the target of protection. The demons on the periphery were always at their peak. Salin summarized the few battles that the demons had participated in and found that the demons had the fewest casualties of all the troops.
Only in the battle of Three Link City had more than a thousand demons died. In other battles, the losses were always controlled at a few hundred. However, the battle of Three Link City had lasted for too long. There were not many troops in Kushui Prefecture that could cooperate with the demon army, which resulted in a large number of casualties.
The northern camp of the Skocynans was completely destroyed by Salin's army. All the heavy equipment was destroyed by the elemental creatures. The large arrow towers, catapults, and granaries were all burned by the orange knights.
Salin suddenly understood why ancient humans would go on expeditions to other planes. When one's power was enough to destroy the enemy, one's ambition would continue to grow. Back then, among the human allies, there were incomparably powerful giants. If a hundred-meter-tall giant charged, even the Protoss would be trampled into a pile of meat paste.
After Salin swept through the camp that was more than ten miles wide and three miles thick, Salin finally killed his way to the camp in the west. The enemy's Magic Shooters were afraid to fight. Of course, Salin had to expand his victory. When the Inquisition's mages arrived, the Skocynans' fighting power would increase by several times. At that time, it would be difficult to kill them.
Only then did the western camp realize that something was wrong. The Skocynans' command system was not as good as Qin Yin's. With too many mercenary groups joining in, it was difficult for the entire army to coordinate quickly and effectively.
The army was not led by nobles, but by the Supreme General of the Skocynan Empire. The Skocynan Empire established the positions of Marshal and Supreme General to limit the number of troops led by nobles to a certain range. These Supreme Generals were controlled by the royal family.
The Supreme General realized that the northern camp had been routed and the undead army's attack was weak. Only then did he mobilize Magic Shooters to support the northern camp. The Magic Shooters of the northern camp escaped with tens of thousands of people. The number of soldiers scattered in the wilderness was even greater. Although Salin killed to his heart's content, he only killed tens of thousands of people in the process of breaking through the camp.
Most of the soldiers that escaped were mercenary groups above level seven. Those that were killed by Salin were small mercenary groups. There was a strict hierarchy in the Skocynan army. Cannon fodder did not even have the right to escape.
More than forty large puppets were released. The Magic Shooters of the northern camp gathered together. There were more than thirty of them. Of course, there were no level nine Magic Shooters among them. The Skocynans had too few Magic Shooters. The fact that they could gather so many was enough to prove Emperor Donnie's determination.
Salin ordered the twelve Desolate Warriors to enter the elemental creatures' attack formation. The elemental creatures also split into three rows and collided with the large puppets.
It had been more than an hour since the start of the battle. Salin's army did not show the slightest bit of chaos. The main army had been following behind to take advantage of the situation. As for the equipment of the Temple of God's army, the officer could directly issue orders to the individual soldiers.
Most of the corpses on the battlefield were trampled into meat paste by the elemental creatures and demons. The scene was so bloody that the auxiliary soldiers could not bear it. If not for the protection and restrictions of their equipment, many of them would have vomited already.
The discipline of the demon army made Salin feel gratified. In such a bloody scene, there was still no demon devouring the corpses.
Salin did not know that Nelis had the Beast Swordsmen train the demons. All the food was delicious demon insects. These demons had very picky tastes. Of course, they would not like to eat meat that had been trampled.
The elemental creatures were up against the large puppets. These puppets were around twenty meters tall. They could not withstand a single blow from a level nine elemental creature.
The elemental stone soldier did not hesitate to smash the large puppets with its magic hammer. The metal parts of the large puppets flew everywhere. The flames and giant arrows it shot out were all bounced off the elemental stone soldier's body.
"Level nine creatures!" The flying Magic Shooters shouted. There were actually sixty level nine creatures. This was bad.
More than ten advanced spells smashed down from the sky. These Magic Shooters reacted quickly. The remaining Magic Shooters actually started chanting, preparing a large-scale spell together in an attempt to kill these elemental creatures.
How could Salin let this happen? He felt that it was a pity. If Gloria was still here, it would not be a problem to kill more than ten Magic Shooters at close range with a Rainbow Spell.
But Salin was not worried now. The twelve Desolate Warriors flew into the sky. The surface of their bodies shone with a blood-red light. They were only a bit slower than the golden Sword Saints.
The Magic Shooters all cried out in alarm. They desperately released advanced spells, trying to stop these Desolate Warriors. The Tainted Blood Armor on the Desolate Warriors made a fierce creaking sound. Their muscles swelled. Spells below level nine could not kill these ancient elite soldiers.
Despite the damage to their armor, the twelve Desolate Warriors rushed into the midst of the Magic Shooters. Their spears stabbed randomly. In the blink of an eye, eight Magic Shooters who were preparing to cast spells were stabbed. Their corpses fell from the sky.
All the Magic Shooters who were preparing large-scale spells could only scatter and escape.
Salin's surprise attack had gotten rid of eight High Mages. This kind of result hadn't happened in a millennium. Salin was not afraid of exposing his strength. In any case, the Iron Grand Duke already had the Iron Warriors, whose fighting power was similar to his own Desolate Warriors. Sooner or later, everyone would think of a way to deal with the Desolate Warriors. Of course, he had to take advantage of the time when no one was paying attention to him to increase his results.
The demons laughed wildly. The Magic Shooters in the sky were a threat to them. Seeing the Magic Shooters running for their lives, the demons became even more excited.
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