All-Heavens Spellcaster

Chapter 42



With the help of the dark cover in the last half hour before dawn, the team quickly crossed the alert range of the forgotten and stopped on a hillside less than 600 meters away from the other party.

Because the distance is very close, you can even clearly observe the movement in the camp from above, especially the huge suture hatred, which is as conspicuous as a torch in the middle of the night.

As one of the most powerful arms in the undead army, its whole body is sewn up with all kinds of corpses. The only difference is that some hate is injected into the soul, while others have no soul and are completely driven by channeling.

The former has independent consciousness and thinking ability, and can make subjective judgment according to orders. Some people with high intelligence can even become military commanders.

However, the latter is closer to biological puppets. Once the controller is killed, they will stay where they are, or execute the last order, belonging to the roles of meat shield and high-level cannon fodder.

According to Zhang Cheng, most of the abominations of the forgotten are made by the Royal Pharmacists Association, so the presence of an abomination in the camp means that 80% of the pharmacists are also nearby.

As for whether this hatred is intelligent or a simple puppet, it can not be judged by appearance alone.

He plans to let the arcane puppets solve this big problem when he launches the attack later, otherwise, once the abhorrent terrorist forces rush into the guard, it will be a terrible massacre.

As a self-conscious person, Zhang Cheng never felt that he could command an army without practical experience, so he generously delegated power to al.

The old man who had experienced two Orc wars didn\'t talk 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 a short time of more than ten minutes, a dark cloud shrouded the whole camp of the enemy.

If it\'s day, the forgotten can immediately find the abnormality above their heads.

However, it is a pity that we are in the last darkness before sunrise, and there is not even a star, so it is not easy to distinguish even if someone looks up occasionally.

With the first ray of light in the sky, the guard captain al came to Zhang Cheng with heavy steps and said in a rather relaxed tone: "Sir, everything is ready. Please give the attack order. If everything goes well, we can catch up with a hot breakfast."

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

He really didn\'t understand why the other party could be so calm when the battle was about to start. It was like going to complete a simple job rather than risking his life to kill the enemy.

"Ha ha! Why not? I\'ve fought countless battles. Guess what truth I learned from these battles?" Al asked with a laugh.

"What is it?"

"It\'s very simple! On the battlefield, the more nervous and afraid people are, the faster they will die. On the contrary, the more relaxed and fearless people are, the more they can survive a fierce battle. I\'m a soldier. Soldiers always only believe in their intuition. Now they directly tell me that the next battle will be an extremely relaxed battle, so it\'s better not to worry about the result Consider breakfast. After all, after walking all night, my stomach is growling with hunger. "After all, Al patted his stomach gently. The implication is that the risk of being forgotten is not as important as that of being hungry.

Obviously, his almost contemptuous attitude greatly boosted his morale. At least those guards who were still a little nervous couldn\'t help laughing.

Zhang Cheng was not a fool. He immediately realized that the old man in front of him seemed to be using some psychological tactics. He quickly smiled and cooperated and said, "in that case, attack quickly. I happen to know that the pork pie in the town tastes good. If you can complete the task before the sun rises, I will invite everyone to have a full meal. Of course, there is no lack of delicious wine."

"Did you all hear that? Defeat the enemy camp before the sun fully rises! Don\'t let the delicious pie and wine fly!" Al shouted, drew out his long sword, rode on his horse and joined the assault.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Zhang Cheng directly ordered the mages behind him: "release! Let these living dead understand what will happen if they provoke the kenrito Parliament."

"As you wish..." a 30-year-old male mage bent down and bowed, then raised his hands, guided the arcane energy with his own consciousness, and poured it into the dark clouds in the sky.

In less than three or five seconds, hail the size of a basketball fell from the sky like raindrops, launching a covering attack on the camp of the forgotten.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang

With the crackling sound, the undead who had not figured out what happened were knocked over by the heavy ice lump one after another. Some were broken limbs, and some were broken skulls and died on the spot.

For a moment, every forgotten person was desperately looking for shelter, trying to escape the dense hail attack.

Just at this time of chaos, in the tent in the center of the camp, suddenly came out several guys with Dharma sticks and shouted in a language that the living people could not understand. In the blink of an eye, 20 or 30 soldiers of the forgotten gathered and held up their shields to resist the hail from the sky.

"The enemy\'s mage and priest appear! Go! Kill them for me!" Al roared, whipped the mount with a whip and led the guards out.

Along with them were two huge arcane puppets.

Dozens of galloping war horses and heavy arcane puppets immediately caused a violent vibration on the ground, which also made the undead realize that they had been attacked by the enemy, and quickly picked up weapons for desperate resistance.

However, it is a pity that the scattered formation of them can not resist the terrible impact of the arcane puppet.

Four or five hand shields tried to block the soldiers at the entrance of the camp. They were directly hit by the fist of the arcane puppet sandbag and flew more than ten meters away. Finally, they lay upright on the ground and didn\'t move.

You don\'t have to ask. It must be dead

With the iron body of the arcane puppet, it is difficult for ordinary weapons to really damage the energy core under heavy protection.

They forcibly cleared all the obstacles along the way, opening up the way for the guards who followed them.

Seeing that the enemy was getting closer and closer to him, the forgotten leader immediately waved his arms and shouted, as if he were talking to someone.

Just two or three seconds later, the sewing disgust who had stood still suddenly rolled up a strong iron chain, slammed around the lower limbs of one of the arcane puppets and dragged it to the ground