The comet that fell from the sky drew a long trail and went straight for Matthew and the others. The comet, which was more than ten meters in diameter, was full of energy. Morgiana stretched out a hand and controlled the comet's power. "Viper of Mu Xilong, today is the day you die!"
However, the undead did not choose to wait for death. Several vampire lords chanted a death spell together.
"Wind of Death!" The thick death aura of the undead swept across the ground of the Spire Palace. The trees withered and the dead came back to life. The Wind of Death swept across the entire battlefield. Under the resistance of the Wind of Death, the falling speed of the Comet of Potion Holy Grail slowed down.
Morgiana's heavenly spell fought against the Wind of Death summoned by the vampire lords. The sky-blue magic wind and the black-red magic wind squeezed together, colliding, tearing, twisting until they disappeared.
Without the Lich King Akerman, Mu Xilong's undead wizards were no match for the Lake Goddess Witches. The Comet of Potion Holy Grail tore apart the Wind of Death and fell to the ground. The earth trembled, and the light, flames, and magic on the swamp drowned the main army of the undead. The blast of the explosion drowned Matthew and the others.
In the mushroom-shaped smoke, the Comet of Potion Holy Grail completed its mission.
Morgiana was disappointed because the comet she summoned did not hit Matthew. When the Wind of Death collided with the Comet of Potion Holy Grail, Matthew had already led his men to avoid the attack. He personally led the black Grail Knights, Blood Knights, and Black Knights to rush towards the city wall.
The color of the Potion Holy Grail turned purple in an instant. Morgiana summoned a large poisonous fog to cover Matthew and the others. However, the poisonous fog had limited damage to the vampires and the undead. Matthew led more than a hundred elite troops and gradually approached the city wall.
"Fire! Fire at that group of people! Fire! Don't be stingy with your bullets! " Sir Bertrand, standing on the city wall, shouted loudly. He pointed at Matthew and the others. "Fire at them!"
Almost all the dwarven and human musketeers turned their guns around, and a barrage of bullets drowned out the figures of Ma Xiubad and the others. The sound of bullets colliding with armor could be heard in the smoke, densely packed together.
"Did it work?" Bertren took a deep breath and stared into the depths of the smoke.
However, reality disappointed him. This round of shots only managed to kill a few black knights. Faced with the tough cursed plate armor of the blood knights and the black holy grail knights, even the dwarves' muskets could not penetrate their defense.
Now, they were charging at him!
"Rise!" A Blood Esquire grabbed the top of the ladder and commanded the Skeleton Warriors and the graveyard guards to flip the ladder over! The Blood Knight, who was wearing a blood dragon helmet and red spiked plate armor, landed on the city wall with a roar. He slashed a human musketeer into two with his sword and shouted, "For Abo Wallace! For the blood dragon! For glory! "
"Ahhh!" Two halberd soldiers nearby immediately charged forward. The Blood Esquire sneered and cut one of the halberd soldiers into two halberd with a swing of his sword. Then, he turned around and beheaded the other halberd soldier with ease. He swung his sword down and cut down the cannon rack placed on the city wall. "Come! Human scum! Show me your strength! "
"Then come at me!" Immediately, a ranger knight from the Kharason Duchy rushed towards the Blood Esquire. The knight's sword in his hand clashed with the Blood Esquire's sharp longsword. The Blood Esquire just sneered and turned his sword, flinging the young ranger knight away. Then, he pierced the knight's chest with his sword. Blood and flesh splattered everywhere.
Watching the ranger knight fall down the city wall with a scream, the Blood Esquire only felt that he was immersed in the madness of fighting for the Blood Dragon Patriarch. "Not enough, not enough! Get me something stronger! "
As he moved, more and more Blood Esquire and the black holy grail knights rushed up the city wall with this tactic. For a moment, the city wall was filled with the sound of fighting. How could ordinary human soldiers and archers be a match for the Blood Esquire and the black holy grail knights? The defenders suffered heavy casualties almost immediately. The dwarven musketeers and dwarven rangers were slaughtered one after another. With the Blood Esquire personally opening the way, the undead army formed several black lines and slowly climbed up the city wall.
The cannons could not fire. Even the dwarven engineers and serf archers raised their weapons and fought with the undead. The ranger knights and the kingdom's knights rushed to help. They were the only ones who could fight against the Blood Esquire.
The lone Blood Esquire was soon besieged by five or six Brittany knights. He used all his strength to deal with this group of knights alone until a holy grail knight finally appeared. This Blood Esquire and the holy grail knight fought for the championship. In the end, the Blood Esquire died under the knight's sword that emitted the Light of the Lake God.
However, the ladder was already open. An endless stream of undead troops climbed up the city wall.
"Whoosh!" An arrow emitting the power of Star Fire drew an arc in the air and directly pierced the eye socket of a Blood Esquire. The Blood Esquire screamed and covered his face. The power of Star Fire was burning his eye socket.
Taking out another arrow from the quiver behind him, Bertrand tightened the bowstring. He looked at the ladder under the city wall and shook the bowstring.
A Star Fire Arrow swept across the entire battlefield and hit the gap between the shoulder and chest of the tomb guard holding the ladder. The tomb guard let out a silent roar after being hit by the arrow. He took a few steps back and fell to the ground. The tall ladder also fell with the sound. At least hundreds of undead were knocked down.
However, Bertrand felt that the situation was not good. He looked up and saw that there were now more than a dozen ladders in the city wall. Below the city wall was a tide of undead troops. They began to climb along the ladders.
The Undead Army was simply too large! Even with the help of cannons and a large number of flintlocks, the human and dwarf coalition forces, who were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, had suffered a lot of casualties. The morale in many places began to waver.
"Sir Bertrand! If this goes on, the castle will fall! "A soldier immediately shouted.
"We can't retreat! We can't retreat! " Bertrand's bowstring was pulled. He burst out hysterically, "The count promoted me from a thief to this position! If I retreat, I will never forgive myself for the rest of my life! "
"Hah!" In the middle of the corpses on the city wall, Laing waved Mjolnir to block the attack of the black Grail knight. These Grail knights were very powerful. Laing struggled to push away the blade of the black Grail knight in front of him. Then he raised his hand and shouted, "Psionic Storm!"
"Frost Arrow!" In the distance, the sorceress Teresa also released magic. A frost energy hit the black Grail knight. He was covered in frost. Then a sky-blue lightning storm enveloped the black Grail knight.
"Skull Smash!" Laing seized the opportunity. He raised his war hammer, and the muscles all over his body swelled. The head of the war hammer flashed with lightning. It drew an arc and smashed down fiercely. "Over!!!"
"Bang!" The war hammer hit the black Grail knight's helmet. The dragon wing helmet was smashed, and black blood flowed down the face of the black Grail knight. While he took a few steps back, Laing pulled out Nemesis and pierced the chest of the black Grail knight. "For the lady! Let me end your pain! "
The runes on the blade of Nemesis lit up one by one. The silver flame and the light blue light purified the cursed soul. The soul of the Grail knight said thank you to Laing softly and dissipated into the air.
Laing did not have time to respond. He immediately dodged and smashed a heavy axe where he was standing just now. Two graveyard guards were approaching. Not far away, in front of the corpses of dozens of human soldiers and a few knights, the undead army was constantly landing on the city wall.
Laing raised his head and looked at the sky. After a day of fierce fighting, it was now close to dusk, and the undead had no intention of stopping at all!
The Lake Prophets were collectively releasing magic to strengthen the combat power of the soldiers and heal their injuries. However, they could not bring the dead back to life. After a day of fighting, the army led by Laing, whether it was the soldiers or the knights, were very tired.
This was also within Laing's expectations. Humans could not compete with the undead in terms of physical strength, not to mention that they were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers. After all, the number of Grail knights was very small, and the whole battle line was collapsing.
"Brother Laing! If this goes on, we will lose! " Belega, who was panting, slowly approached from afar. The king of the Angrund clan was tired after fighting from morning to night. He swung the hammer of Angrund and smashed the stomach of a graveyard guard, knocking it to the ground. He then smashed its head with the hammer and shouted, "Do you still have reinforcements?"
"… Hold on! King Belega! " Laing and Belega blocked the front of the tower. Laing had already pulled out Nemesis and said, "We must defend the spire!"
"I know that. I'm asking you if you still have any backup!" Belega shouted loudly.
"There will be! Trust me! "Laing directly cut off the head of a graveyard demon.
"I have a feeling that you're lying to me!" Belega also shouted.
Not far away, Morgiana's chain of lightning was killing large groups of undead. Hundreds of undead were electrocuted into ashes. The sorceress Teresa released the seventh-circle spell, Soul Roar. The golden light of the spell swept across all the areas within a hundred meters. All the undead that were swept by the golden light of the spell lost control and fell to the ground.
However, even though the defenders were fighting bravely, the defenders of the spire were still gradually losing. The heavy casualties had reduced the number of defenders from five thousand to three thousand. Many places had already collapsed.
The battle was still going on. At this time, even the Legendary knights were exhausted, and the serf soldiers were even more exhausted. If it weren't for the food that Leon had prepared, the serfs might not have been able to hold on.
On the wall, Mathewbard stabbed his viper sword into the chest of a prophet of the lake. Red blood stained her blue dress. Mu Xilong's viper sword sneered a few times. He reached out and took the head of the prophet of the lake. "You're watching, aren't you?"
Around him were the corpses of knights. Even a knight of the holy grail was killed by Mathewbard.
"Then watch. Your knights, your kingdom, and your chosen champion will all die in my hands. This is fate. You brought lies to us, and I will expose your hypocrisy!" Mathewbard's eyes were bloodshot. He stared at the whole battlefield.
The humans could not hold on any longer! Mathewbard sneered. He began to chant a spell, summoning Mu Xilong's last frightened beast and a group of bloodthirsty angels. He was ready to deal a fatal blow to the humans.
However, the first to arrive in front of him was a tall and burly dark knight. He wore a cross helmet with a golden boar sculpture on the top. He wore the family armor of Duke Attawa and rode an undead warhorse. "I await your orders, master."
"Ah, it's you, Qilfoy!" Mathewbard smiled. "Just in time. I have a task for you that you are best at."
"At your command!" The dark knight's green soulfire burned fiercely in his eyes.
At one o 'clock in the morning, the exhausted human army heard a loud noise. The gate of the steeple palace collapsed. An extremely burly dark knight used his own strength to force open the gate. Five serfs were killed on the spot. He then raised his lance and pierced the head of a knight from the Winford Kingdom.
The black flood surged into the castle and engaged in a fierce street battle with the allied human and dwarf army. Matthew Bad joined the battle with all the Blood Knights and Behemoths. Mu Xilong's remaining three Bloodthirsty Batwolves, one Terror Beast, and a team of Bloodthirsty Sky Ghouls joined the battle.
Seeing this, Laing, who was still fighting hard on the wall, finally gave the order.
"Retreat! My officers and soldiers! Retreat to the inner castle! "
"The castle has fallen! We need to form a second line of defense! "
"Retreat!"
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