Emperor of Arcane

Day 2 of the battle.

Both sides also suffered heavy losses.

Thousands of soldiers fell on the battlefield.

The blood dyed the ground red, giving people an unspeakable sadness.

The billowing smoke rose, almost turning the sky red.

The stench of burning corpses permeated the hills.

Harley cleaned up the wall littered with corpses, slowly leaned on the stone pier, and exhaled a long breath.

These barbarian soldiers put a lot of pressure on him.

If it weren't for the critical moment and two Iron Men were sent out, they might not be able to withstand the charge of the opponent's high-level barbarians.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be curious about the battle process in the Gulf Territory.

The other party withstood the pressure brought by tens of thousands of people, and also achieved very great gains, even greater than the results of tens of thousands of them fighting for several days.

What Haller didn't know was that the barbarian soldiers he faced were the last elites of the Haller tribe, and they were very strong and capable of fighting.

If it weren't for their lack of supplies, their weapons and equipment would be worn out from the long journey.

If they really faced them in their heyday, these Bloodmoon City soldiers under Harley would definitely not be able to hold on for even a day. They would be broken through the wall and then directly defeated.

Fortunately, after two days of brutal fighting, the Bloodmoon City soldiers under Harley's control grew rapidly.

A soldier who fights against barbarians three times without dying can be called a veteran.

Especially those professionals with good strength, if they can withstand the pressure.

After the battle is over, they can digest the combat experience gained and at least be able to upgrade their career levels by 1 to 2!

This is where ordinary soldiers end up!

They don't have enchanted armor or weapons.

There are no blood-activating potions and nutritional potions to restore injuries and replenish physical strength.

They face the most dangerous enemies, and sometimes they also face very brainless and dull orders.

Being able to transform from an ordinary soldier to a professional warrior is usually a matter of fact.

How to train elite troops?

Participated in several brutal battles, eliminated most of the unqualified soldiers, then replenished the ranks, and continued to eliminate them.

Only after several more visits can an elite force be trained.

Of course, in most cases, such elite troops are not favored and valued in the Netheril Empire.

No matter how powerful they are in combat, they are just a tool for the arcanists to delay the enemy!

Just like today!

Even if the Lord of the City didn't take action, it was several senior mages from the Wizards Association of Blood Moon City who took action.

The group attack spell they cast killed more than 1/3 of the barbarian soldiers.

At the critical moment, they interrupted the barbarians' indomitable momentum and suppressed their intention to break through the wall.

Of course, it was not easy to get these senior mages to take action. Harley approved their material supply permission for several months before allowing them to join the battlefield.

Even so, facing the menacing barbarian soldiers, Harley really had no guarantee of holding on to tomorrow without considering using the Blood Moon Knights.

"Did Lord Matthew agree?"

Harley turned around and asked 343 who suddenly appeared.

Nodding gracefully, 343 looked at the messy battlefield and said with emotion:

"Lord Matthew has agreed, but he also has a condition."

"After defeating these barbarians, he wanted to obtain all the prisoners."

Harley was not surprised at all by this condition.

Even the entire Eastern Province has heard of the Gulf Territory's thirst for population.

"No problem. As long as he can block the gaps for the barbarians to infiltrate, the priority right to develop this area will also belong to him."

"At the same time, I can also grant him the qualification to build a new city in Misty Swamp."

"I also have a condition, asking his soldiers not to wait any longer and to attack tomorrow."

Unexpectedly, 343 did not convey the message immediately. Instead, he turned his head to look at the barbarian camp not far away, and replied softly with emotion:

"In fact, Lord Matthew will take action tonight!"

Harley turned his head and looked into the distance, and saw a beautiful silver-white figure slowly falling from the sky.

dragon!

Before Yaya could make any move, the barbarian camp below fell into panic.

Everyone looked up at the sky in disbelief. Many people were trembling in fear and lying on the ground.

It's not that they haven't seen a real dragon before, it's just because they are so impressed by it that they feel a kind of heartfelt fear.

"Sure enough, even if you escape here, you can't escape the fate of death!"

Harrel whispered faintly and calmly scanned the restless camp.

He could control the soldiers under his command, but he could not control the slaves he plundered.

"However, the great god has not abandoned me, and there is still room for redemption."

"Hehe, as for you, let's become sacrifices together for the coming of the great god!"

Slowly turning his head, Hallel waved to his cronies:

"Go ahead, kill these slaves, and let us bathe in the glory of the gods together."

When he said this, Hallel's eyes were already flashing with a twisted red light.

After saying this, he raised his two swords high, put them on his neck, and twisted them hard.

A head gushing blood fell to the ground.

At this moment, the twisted light of the scarlet moon shone on his body.

The guards, grinning ferociously, rushed out like crazy.

They cut down everyone they saw and killed everyone they met.

And this strange situation has deeply contaminated every soldier controlled by Hallel.

They killed like crazy and soon turned the entire camp into a bloody hell.

The old, weak, women and children of the barbarians were immediately in mortal danger.

Those who were smarter immediately began to escape outside.

Others tried to fight back and were hacked to pieces by crazed soldiers.

The entire camp was filled with a terrifying and twisted atmosphere.

The frantic soldiers, after finding no one to kill, imitated Hallel's example and chopped off their own heads.

Seeing this twisted and absurd scene from the sky, Matthew felt an indescribable shock.

He asked Yaya to lower his height to a range of about 200 meters, and carefully explored the situation of these contaminated soldiers through digital display.

The polluted.

Status: pollution, madness, bloodthirsty.

Survival time: 20 minutes.

Cause: Consumed source of contamination.

Looking around, every crazy soldier is like this.

Matthew took a breath and praised Hallel's ruthlessness and craziness:

"Sure enough, brainless cultists are the most dangerous!"

"Only tens of thousands of people have died. Can this really awaken the greedy evil god? What a joke!"