Spellcasting Heavens

With the cover of darkness for the last half hour before dawn, the team quickly crossed the warning range of the Forsaken and stopped on a hillside less than 600 meters away from the other side.

Due to the very close distance, the movement in the camp can even be clearly observed from above, especially the huge Stitched Abomination, which is as conspicuous as the torches in the middle of the night.

As one of the most powerful units in the undead army, its entire body is stitched together with various corpses, the only difference being that some abominations are infused with souls, while others are soulless and driven entirely by psychics.

The former has independent consciousness and thinking ability, and can make subjective judgments according to orders. Some suture haters with relatively high intelligence can even become commanders of the army.

But the latter are closer to biological puppets. Once the controller is killed, they will be dumbfounded in place, or they will execute the last order, belonging to roles such as meat shields and high-level cannon fodder.

According to Zhang Cheng, most of the suture abominations of the Forsaken are made by the Royal Apothecary Society, so an abomination in the camp means that 80% of them have an apothecary nearby.

As for whether this hatred has intelligence or is a mere puppet, it is impossible to judge by appearance alone.

He intends to wait a while to launch the attack, and let the arcane puppet solve this big trouble, otherwise, with the terrifying force of stitching hatred, once it rushes into the middle of the guards, it will immediately be a horrific massacre.

As a fairly self-aware person, Zhang Cheng never felt that he could command an army without any practical experience, so he was very generous in delegating power to Al.

This old man who has experienced two orc wars is no nonsense. First, he ordered the guards to enter the assault position, and then immediately asked the mages to start preparing for the summoning ceremony. In just ten minutes, a dark cloud sent the enemy away. The entire camp was shrouded.

If it was daytime, the Forsaken would immediately notice the abnormality above their heads.

Unfortunately, it is the last darkness before sunrise, and there is not even a single star, so even if someone occasionally looks up, it is not easy to tell.

As the first ray of light appeared in the sky, the guard captain El came to Zhang Cheng with heavy steps, and said in a rather relaxed tone: Your Excellency, everything is ready, please issue an attack order. If everything goes well , and we'll be in time for a hot breakfast.

Oh? Are you still in the mood to consider breakfast? Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He really couldn't understand why the opponent was so calm when the battle was about to start, as if to complete a simple task instead of risking his life to kill the enemy.

Hahahaha! Why not? I have participated in countless battles, and guess what, what truths have I learned from these battles? Al asked rhetorically with a big laugh.

What is it?

It's very simple! On the battlefield, the more nervous and fearful people are, the faster they die. On the contrary, the more relaxed and fearless people are, the more likely they are to survive fierce battles. I am a fighter, a fighter has always only trusted his own intuition, and now my intuition tells me that the next battle will be very easy, so instead of worrying about the outcome, it is better to consider the problem of breakfast. After all, after walking all night, I My stomach is already grumbling with hunger. After saying that, Al patted his stomach lightly, implying that the danger of the Forsaken is not as important as starvation.

Obviously, his almost contemptuous attitude greatly boosted morale, at least the guards who were still a little nervous couldn't help but snicker.

Zhang Cheng was not a fool, he immediately realized that the old guy in front of him seemed to be using some kind of psychological tactic, and hurriedly smiled and said, If that's the case, let's attack quickly, I just know that the pork pie in the town tastes good.

If you can complete your mission before the sun is fully up, I'll treat everyone to a feast. Of course, there is no shortage of delicious wines.

Did you all hear that? Let me smash the enemy camp before the sun fully rises! Don't let the delicious pie and wine fly! Al shouted and drew his sword, mounted his warhorse and joined the assault. .

Seeing that the time was ripe, Zhang Cheng directly directed at the mages behind him and said, Release! Let these living dead understand what it is to provoke the Kirin Tor Council.

As you wish... A male mage in his thirties bent down and bowed, then raised his hands high, using his own consciousness to guide arcane energy, which continuously poured into the dark clouds in the sky.

In less than three or five seconds, hailstones the size of basketballs fell from the sky, falling like raindrops, launching a blanket blow on the camp of the Forsaken.

bang! bang! bang! bang...

With the sound of crackling, the undead who had not yet figured out what happened were knocked to the ground by the heavy ice lumps, some of them broke their limbs, and some of their skulls died on the spot.

For a moment, every Forsaken was desperately looking for cover, trying to avoid the dense hailstorm.

At the time of this chaos, in the tent located in the center of the camp, a few guys with staff suddenly walked out and shouted in a language that the living people could not understand. In the blink of an eye, there were twenty or thirty Forsaken. Soldiers gathered and held up their shields against the hail that fell from the sky.

The enemy's mages and priests have appeared! Come on! Kill them for me! El roared, whipping his mounts with a leather whip, and led the guards to rush out.

Along with them were two huge arcane golems.

Dozens of galloping warhorses and heavy arcane puppets suddenly caused violent vibrations on the ground, which also made the undead realize that they were attacked by the enemy, and quickly picked up their weapons to prepare for desperate resistance.

But unfortunately, with their scattered formations, how could they resist the terrifying impact of arcane puppets.

The soldiers who tried to block the entrance of the camp with four or five gesture shields were directly beaten by the fists of the arcane puppet sandbags and flew out more than ten meters, and finally lay upright on the ground and did not move.

You don't need to ask to know, it must be dead...

With the steel-like body of the arcane golem, it is difficult for ordinary weapons to really damage the energy core under the heavy protection.

They abruptly cleared all obstacles along the way, opening the way for the guards who followed.

Seeing that the enemy was getting closer and closer to him, the Forsaken headed by him immediately waved his arms and shouted, as if he was talking to someone.

After only two or three seconds, the Suture Hater, who had been standing still, suddenly turned a thick chain, slammed around the lower limbs of one of the arcane puppets, and dragged it to the ground...