The Bloody Crusade of the Ash Knight

After his emotional outburst, Da Vinci recovered even faster.

After not eating for many days, Da Vinci drank four bowls of broth early in the morning, and his overall mental state improved significantly.

Most of the wounds all over his body have become scarred. With Da Vinci's recovery ability, the wounds should have healed after so many days.

But after being in a coma for a long time, the wound was often damaged by evil spirits, so the wound was just a simple scar.

The wound hadn't healed yet, so Da Vinci couldn't move around yet, but now that the evil aura all over his body had disappeared, and with the blessing of broth bread, Da Vinci's physical recovery was on the fast track.

Da Vinci was fine, and Schramm could finally stop working as a nanny.

During this period, Schramm devoted a lot of energy to Da Vinci. Now that Da Vinci can recover naturally, Schramm finally breathed a sigh of relief.

According to Da Vinci's internal vision, his strength has now regressed. His strength, which was originally at the middle level of the seventh level, has regressed to the advanced level of the sixth level...

Da Vinci was heartbroken as he regressed by a whole level.

But fortunately, at least his fighting spirit crystals are saved. As long as the fighting spirit crystals are still there, there is hope for recovery!

Everything was going in the right direction. A week later, the scabs all over Da Vinci's body fell off. Except for the hideous sutures, Da Vinci fully recovered.

In seven days, Mike Xun's cannon fodder increased to 400 orcs, and the number of siege ladders increased from scratch to more than .

It is impossible for 400 siege ladders to be deployed at the same time. In order not to affect each other, two hundred siege ladders for the first city wall is already the limit.

After many days of consumption, only the last 50,000 orcs were left as cannon fodder, and the remaining 50,000 miscellaneous soldiers had long since been submerged on the battlefield.

After many days of siege, Mike Xunzao was no longer a fledgling on the battlefield. Nor is he a tiger-headed leader who loses his temper at every turn.

Watching the soldiers climbing the siege ladder, Mike Xun narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Chief, should you tell the brothers to hide and charge again?"

Yesterday during the siege of the city, Mike Xun had a sudden idea to hide a thousand tiger-headed men in the orc army and successfully scaled the city wall.

But the good times didn't last long, and before the tiger-headed man showed his power, Andier and Snofu blocked the tiger-headed man's momentum.

The elite knights also came to support from the second city wall and defeated the tiger-headed men who landed on the city wall.

"No, old Charlie is obviously letting the cannon fodder consume the enemy's energy. Our brothers' lives are precious, there is no need to waste more at this time."

"But we climbed the city wall yesterday!..."

"Ha! So what? Weren't we driven down? We also lost three hundred brothers!"

"But……"

"Stop it, it's not cost-effective to lose elites to this group of cannon fodder. Let's wait until the main force starts to attack the city, and then we can act on our own initiative."

"Hey……"

The opinion was rejected, and the little leader was obviously a little disappointed.

"Don't be discouraged. In my estimation, the war situation will soon turn around."

"Transfer?"

"Siege engines and catapults have been built. The supplies in the logistics warehouse will also be filled. Old Charlie's attack is about to begin!"

"Then what have we been doing for the past half month?"

"Didn't I say that we are just consuming the enemy's energy?"

"At the cost of human life?"

"It's just a bunch of cannon fodder..."

Two hundred siege ladders transport the orcs. This transport volume is enough to put enough pressure on the 10,000 soldiers on the city wall.

Luxembourg entered the Luxembourg Gorge to build, and only 50,000 orcs could be spread out in the area to attack the city wall.

Currently, the orcs' attack has reached its limit.

Ordinary soldiers guarding the wall rushed to the front line of the battle. Behind the ordinary soldiers, 5,000 personal guards held down the formation on the city wall.

Yesterday's tiger-headed attack put a great burden on the soldiers defending the city. In order to prevent a repeat of yesterday's battle, Andil agreed to let the elite knights hold the battle on the front line.

Da Vinci's wound healed and he went directly to the city wall.

The inner torture made Da Vinci unable to stay in bed shamelessly.

Because he could not pass the test in his heart, Da Vinci did not go to the cemetery to pay homage to his brothers who died in the war, so he applied and came to the city wall.

The decline in strength did not make Da Vinci timid. On the contrary, after facing death, Da Vinci's attacks became more fierce and changeable.

Because his strength was damaged, Da Vinci did not show off and held on to a section of the city wall with the soldiers.

However, the fighting became more intense, and the surrounding soldiers became farther and farther away from Da Vinci.

Da Vinci was puzzled and turned to look at the warrior who was closer to him, and found that the team leader was shivering while fighting...

"Uh...you have a cold?"

"No... Baron, the air around you is really too cold..."

"cold?"

"Have you not noticed that brothers don't dare to get too close to you in battle? The flame on your spear is too cold..."

"The flame is too cold? Are you kidding me?"

"No... Sir... do you think I'm joking with you again?"

The team leader looked serious, and he just sucked his nose...

It was obvious that the squad leader was not joking.

But the war was still going on, and Da Vinci had no time to study the strangeness of fighting spirit.

At the end of the day's battle, Da Vinci found Andier again.

"Lord Lord..."

"Vincy, you're here."

"Uh...Da Vinci..."

"Hey, don't worry about these details. What do you want from me? Vincent."

"Well, when I went to the battlefield today, I found that my fighting spirit was a little strange..."

"Grudge? What's the specific situation?"

"My fighting spirit changed from orange to blue. It was nothing at first, but...but the flames were no longer hot, but became cold..."

"Um???"

Andile had a question mark on his face, and Da Vinci scratched his head in confusion.

"Look, it's become like this..."

Da Vinci opened his palms, and light blue flames burned in his palms.

Andil stretched out his hand and came closer, and a wave of coldness hit Andil's palm...

"Huh? Soul??? No! The power of the mind! The power of the mind is burned!!! Damn it!!!"

Just by feeling it for a moment, Andier realized the horror of Da Vinci's fighting spirit.

A flame that can burn the power of the mind! What is the power of mind? The power of the mind is the power of the soul!

Blue flame? Soul fire? What the hell...

Andil frowned, remembering an ancient legend.

Legend has it that there is a cold volcano deep in the devil's purgatory. The volcano burns blue flames all year round, specifically burning all soul power.

The soul mages and ghost bodies in the demon world regard Leng Volcano as their holy land. Every year, they capture various creatures and discard them in Leng Volcano to use them as soul nourishment for Leng Volcano to keep the volcano burning all year round...

Soul Fire...

This thing... can condense the power of the magician's mind. It is a miraculous fire that is hard to find!