The Rise of the Cemetery

Seven hours later, the Cemetery Expeditionary Force finally arrived at the city of Sinsaro.

In addition to the army in the cemetery, even the few partial troops who were sent out to clean the ground were recruited back. For nothing else, it was already difficult for them to find targets to attack unscrupulously.

Although the undead council's reaction to the battle was slow, it still responded after all.

Along the way, the surrounding cities, castles, and strongholds were all empty, and there were no more undead creatures gathered in large groups. In such a huge city, no low-level undead with more than three digits can be found. This also shows the determination and determination of the Undead Council when it retreated.

As the peripheral eyes and ears of the Cemetery Expeditionary Force, the "Dark Assassin" unit formed by Oro affixed a group of retreating corpses, and finally found their final destination-Sinzaro.

Facing the already highly armed city of Xinsaro, the senior leaders of the Cemetery Expeditionary Army recalled the partial army after a brief discussion, accelerated the marching speed, and rushed to the city of Xinsaro day and night.

The Knights of the Ebon Blade swept across the wilderness in front of the city like the wind and lightning, and the heavy hooves sounded like rolling thunder, and even the ground began to tremble together.

The first to arrive was the Knights of the Ebon Blade led by Alsace.

A total of 600 death knights wearing black and red heavy armor and scarlet cloaks fluttering behind them lined up in two rows, sweeping from afar with overwhelming momentum. The swirling dust floated in the air and lingered for a long time.

The decayed body of the death knight is not afraid of the damage of mortal weapons. Except for the power of magic, fire and powerful magic, there are few means to completely destroy it, so the strength is stronger than the dark knight of the same level. Just such a death knight order, if it goes head-to-head, is enough to slaughter the 20,000 cannon fodder arranged by the Undead Master's Division outside the city.

The Knights of the Ebon Blade, who had come from afar, quickly stopped 500 meters away from the right side of the city gate, formed a simple charging formation, and there was no movement. The death knights were like cast iron, sitting on the back of the majestic and ferocious nightmare beasts, standing silently facing the city of Xin Saluo.

Blood and horror are the only memories that any living being can evoke in the face of this group of death knights.

Iron lion, cold and ruthless, spreading destruction...

A series of indistinguishable words of praise or curse surged through Muriel's heart, making his throat more dry and hoarse. Although he is already a highly respected master of the undead, he is not an out-and-out lich after all, and the various reactions in his body still seriously affect his mood. Negative emotions such as fear, panic, and anxiety emerged one after another, making him move his body uneasily, trying hard to cover up this embarrassing expression.

This is probably the enemy's most elite undead knights! From the appearance, it has indeed reached the strength that can compete with the Scourge Knights under the great Lord of the Undead. Even in many respects, the single quality of the death knight in front of him is far superior to that of the natural disaster knight that was formed after the union of the undead exterminated a large human country.

Muriel thought carefully, and was also terrified of these blasphemous thoughts that obviously offended the dignity of the great Lord of the Undead. But the 19th-level Scourge Knight standing beside him is the leader of the Scourge Knights, so it must have felt even more powerful about it.

The majestic Scourge Knight Kenser, whose body is like a giant bear, stared intently at the death knights who were forming a formation outside the city. The dense sutures like centipede feet and criss-crossing open wounds almost covered his entire face. His face filled him with a palpitating sense of terror even if he didn't speak or smile.

Kansas's scarlet and sharp cross-shaped soul fire swept across the death knights, and finally landed on Alsace who was at the forefront of the team.

Two equally sharp and glaring lines of sight collided fiercely at a distance of six or seven hundred meters.

Enemy! An unprecedented rival!

Kenser's ugly, crooked face twisted a bit, and his grin revealed a touch of excitement that was hard to conceal.

The other party's level is clearly not as high as Kenser's, but a bone-piercing ice cold can freeze his thinking from a long distance, making his cold and hard heart that has not been beating for a long time can't help but want to pulsate again .

I really want to meet this talented undead knight now!

Kenser could hardly hold back this improvised plan that made his soul explode. But soon, the changes outside Xin Saluo made him calm down automatically.

Immediately behind the Ebon Blade Knights was a mighty army of undead.

The Graveyard Corps climbed over the gentle hills in an orderly manner, passed through the woodland with sparse trees, and appeared under the city of Xinsaro with a distinctive taste.

The undead army of nearly 30,000 is still composed of low-level skeletons, zombies, ghouls, and ghosts. However, at the rear of the army formation in the cemetery, a large black mist covering an extremely large area still covered the leader-level figures of the opponent inside, making it impossible for people to see the reality inside.

Dealing with all kinds of undead creatures all year round, the Undead Master, who thought he had mastered all the mysteries of the undead, was the first to discover the difference between the army of the undead.

Order, unprecedented order!

Muriel's expression gradually became serious.

In his impression, these undead creatures without much intelligence can only accept some extremely simple group orders. Stop, move forward, retreat, attack, alert... Maybe there will be no mistakes in such orders, but if they are replaced with orders such as "go through the woodland on the right and detour to the enemy's back to attack", then this group of low If you don't die, you will be a bunker.

Maybe some of the undead will pass through the woodland, maybe some of the undead will be attracted by the new target halfway, in short, no more than half of the undead can complete the first step of the battle plan. Even if the lucky half of the undead passed through the woodland, they might just run away, or they might find a target randomly and hack randomly.

In short, it is simply a nightmare for low-level undead to accurately complete complex combat missions.

An elementary necromancer can directly control no more than 30 undead creatures, while an intermediate necromancer can only control less than a hundred, a high-level necromancer can expand to 200, and a necromancer may reach 500.

This is the limit of their personal control.

Within this range, they can grasp the attack situation of each undead as accurately as their fingers. It can be said that a necromancer is a small army. But if there are too many undead servants around them, they can only issue vague battle orders, and the execution efficiency of this battle order can only be resigned to fate.

If you don't want to deviate, then the only feasible way is to let necromancers mix in and correct the direction and goals of these brainless idiots anytime and anywhere.

In order to improve the execution efficiency of their undead army, many necromancers will disperse and distribute their carefully cultivated undead servants to the undead army to serve as the core backbone to support and operate the entire army, thus improving the combat effectiveness of the undead army in disguise.

But even so, in the face of a large swath of undead creatures, the necromancer's control method is still similar to the extensive management of ducks, and they can just designate a target for them and let them go.

Therefore, when a large group of corpses gathered, the necromancer could only issue some direct combat orders as simple as possible, and kept praying that these idiots would not mess things up due to some accidental factors. As for the formation and discipline of the corpse tide in the whole battle, that is not a factor that should be considered at all.

Skeleton zombies, can they form a neat formation like a human army?

This question may have been funny before, but today it has become a very serious question!

Nearly 30,000 low-level undead creatures actually formed a neat and chilling undead army formation under the city of Xin Saluo in front of a group of messy, twisted and wriggling like turbid streams. Numerous zombies, skeletons and ghouls lined up separately, instead of gathering together in a swarm, they formed different phalanxes according to different races and attack methods. Although the queue is not as uniform as the human army, it still has a shape, with edges and corners.

The Great Cemetery has always belonged to the lawful evil camp, and the attributes of this camp can be clearly seen from the Cemetery Legion.

They were all undead creatures of the same species, but the differences on both sides of the battlefield made the necromancers on the side of the Undead Council feel ominous.

In order to boost the morale of the necromancers on their own side, and also to find out the opponent's purpose, Muriel, who was in charge of the defense work in Xin Saluo, slowly floated into the air.

"Outsiders, report your name and purpose! What you are trampling on at the moment is the land of the Undead Council. On behalf of all members of the council, I am here to issue a warning to you. Withdraw from our territory immediately, and punish the previous attacks. Make a reasonable explanation, otherwise..."

With the help of the sound amplification technique, the voice of the undead master resounded throughout the world, and the threat inside was even more full. It's a pity that before he could finish speaking, a bigger and more shocking roar came from the dark shadow on the opposite side.

"War? You weak reptiles, you have no right to occupy such a vast land. Now that my lord has come here, this vast land will be my territory from now on!" Roaring while rolling: "Now, you weak reptiles, hurry up and get out of my territory, otherwise Moam's wrath will be waiting for you!"

Legendary undead creature!

Almost instantly, many necromancers present sensed the level-level suppression of legendary undead creatures from the incomparable violent aura outside the opponent's body.

Although the opponent is still in the weird mist surrounded by clouds and fog, and cannot see its real body, the level-to-level oppression that tortured the audience is real. Fighting against such a super terrifying king-level undead, although the skeleton warriors would not be unable to lift their swords, their combat power still had to be discounted a lot.

Ling Lie's coercion spread all over the sky, and the undead creatures on the side of the Undead Council began to get restless.