Necromancer: A New Era

Amid the mysterious incantations of the fox priests, the ancient horns stirred up vast and heavy notes. The sound seemed to come from an ancient battlefield, deep and powerful, hitting everyone's heart like a heavy hammer. At the call of the horn, the orc warriors began their mighty march, and every step was like a hammer hitting the hearts of the human warriors, and the oppressive feeling made people breathless.

“Boom, boom, boom…”

Just when the morale of mankind was about to collapse, a brave general stepped forward. He stood on a high platform, as immovable as a mountain. He summoned a huge war drum and led the soldiers behind him, using the drum sound as a language to beat the war song of mankind. The drum beats, sometimes like drizzle, sometimes like thunder, stirred the blood and courage of every soldier present, allowing them to regain the will to fight from the abyss of fear.

The orc warriors rushed into the charge zone like a flood of beasts, roaring as if they were going to trample the entire world under their feet.

"Trebuckle, fire!"

Following an order, dozens of huge rocks burning with blazing flames streaked across the sky like meteors and smashed towards the orc warriors. At the same time, Tang Yue and other mages also began to chant their spells. Intermediate-level ice spears, fireballs, and wind blades bloomed in the air like gorgeous fireworks, flying towards the orc warriors with the glimmer of magic.

The orc warriors charging in the front ignited a raging fighting spirit, and they fought hard to resist the attacks from humans. However, many orcs were still hit, and some even died heroically under the attacks of multiple spells.

Tang Yue took a deep breath and began to chant the powerful bone spear technique. Ordinary spells could no longer cause substantial damage to the orcs, and their charge was imminent.

As the chanting was completed, three huge bone spears shot out like lightning. They were arranged in a V-shape and pierced through the bodies of several orc warriors with unstoppable force. They were finally nailed to the ground, knocking down a large number of charging orcs.

However, the battle did not end there. A 6th-level wind mage chanted a huge sanctuary spell, and the fox priest could not bear to watch it. He launched the 8th-level dark curse spell - poison cloud spell, and a dark poisonous cloud enveloped the human warriors. At this critical moment, the human sanctuary bishop took action in time, and his purification spell fell like the morning light, dispersing the deadly poisonous cloud. At the same time, the wind blade also showed its amazing power, clearing out a large number of orc warriors in one move.

This battle is not only a physical confrontation, but also a test of spirit and courage. Every soldier is fighting for glory and faith.

The orc warriors' charge was approaching, and although many of them fell on the way, most of the orcs had already reached the city wall and began to climb it.

Although humans used various means to obstruct them, too many orc warriors had already climbed up the city walls, and a hand-to-hand combat ensued!

Orc warriors are generally 2 meters tall, which is much taller than humans. The power gap is also huge. With just one swing, three or five human warriors can be swept away.

As more and more orc warriors climbed up the city wall, the battle became more brutal, the casualty ratio began to change, humans began to lose and their numbers dropped sharply.

Just when the human city wall was about to fall, new reinforcements rushed in.

"It's the Earth Knights of the Falcon Province!"

I don't know who shouted, but the surviving soldiers seemed to have ignited hope and burst out with tremendous strength.

As more and more members of the Earth Knights joined the battlefield, the orc warriors' attack was blocked.

At this moment, the priest of the Fox Tribe waved his staff, and dozens of ogres more than ten meters tall appeared on the battlefield. Following the priest's command, the ogres picked up huge battering rams and rushed towards the city wall. As a large number of orc warriors rushed up the city wall, humans could no longer stop the ogres from attacking the wall.

Under the fortress walls, under the shadow cast by the fox priests, huge ogres came with heavy steps, and the battering rams in their hands hit the walls like thunder. The huge rocks broke, and the deafening crash echoed in the empty fields, like the prelude to the end of the world.

On the city wall, the young mage Tang Yue had a determined look in his eyes. He was muttering something, and a huge bone spear formed in his hand, like the spear of the god of death, cutting through the sky and piercing the approaching ogre. The bone spear pierced through the ogre's head at lightning speed, and the huge body fell down with a bang, raising a cloud of dust.

However, a large number of ogres rushed in, they surged like a tide, and the city wall seemed to be in danger under their fierce attack. The gap became larger and larger, and the defensive power of the city wall was constantly weakening.

At this moment, the orc warriors poured into the gap like a flood. Even the extremely brave Knights of the Earth could not resist this crazy charge. The war entered the most brutal melee stage, and every inch of land was soaked in blood.

In order to protect Tang Yue who was casting a spell, a young warrior resolutely used his flesh and blood to block the huge axe that was chopped towards Tang Yue. His chest was split open by the axe, and blood splattered everywhere, but he still used up his last bit of strength to stab the spear into the enemy's chest.

Tang Yue witnessed all this, anger and grief intertwined. He took a deep breath, summoned his gifted Necromancer Magic Book, and began to chant the high-level Undead Summoning Spell. As the formation was completed, a gloomy death aura began to spread, accompanied by waves of black air, and countless skeleton soldiers crawled out of the formation.

These skeleton soldiers rushed towards the enemy like a natural disaster, waving their weapons and engaging in a desperate fight with the orc warriors. For a time, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the cruelty of the war reached its peak. A large number of orc warriors were killed, and the attack of the orc warriors was stopped in an instant. However, the crazy attack of the orc warriors was like a tide, one wave after another, endless, and the skeleton warriors became fewer and fewer, and the stable situation began to reverse.

However, as the war continued, the casualties of human warriors and mages became more and more severe. The skeleton soldiers summoned by Tang Yue were also lost under the crazy attack of the orc warriors. In the end, Tang Yue, who was gasping for breath, was forced into a desperate situation by two huge orcs, and all the members of the Earth Knights around him were killed.

At this critical moment, a sharp wind blade cut through the sky and instantly killed the two approaching orc warriors. Tang Yue took the opportunity to break free from the predicament and quickly moved to another position. However, when he looked back, he found that the city wall had been lost.

It turned out that the sixth-level wind mage came to the rescue at the critical moment, but his situation was not optimistic. Several tall high-level warriors burning with fighting spirit surrounded him. He did not give up casting magic to rescue Tang Yue while twisting and turning, but unfortunately he was hit in the chest by an axe and fell down.

As a large number of orc warriors poured into the fortress and engaged in street fighting with humans, the war became more and more brutal. The humans suffered heavy casualties and were defeated. Although the orcs also paid a huge price, the fortress was eventually lost. The Knights of the Earth suffered heavy losses and had to retreat.

This battle was tragic. Under the frenzied attack of the orc warriors, the solid fortress could not hold out for even a single day.

On the battlefield of blood and fire, 100,000 brave city defenders and 100,000 elite Earth Knights came to support them, and 80,000 orc warriors fell. However, they also paid a heavy price. Countless brave warriors shed blood on the battlefield and could never stand up again. The 200 high-level mages, although their magic power was powerful, also suffered heavy casualties in this fierce battle, and only a few survived.

As the human army retreated, the orcs stopped their attack and began to clean up the devastated battlefield. The noise of victory gradually faded, leaving only silence and sadness.

Thousands of corpses were transported back to the orcs' base camp by the hard work of orc slaves. These warriors who died in the battle eventually became the orcs' food, and their weapons and armor were also collected and smelted and forged to become new weapons for the orcs.

The victorious orcs began to reinforce their strongholds and fortresses, and formed a standoff with the humans. They were not in a hurry to attack, but waited for further orders from the orc king. In this land ravaged by war, the tense confrontation between the two races seemed to foreshadow the coming of the next storm.