My cemetery is connected to the game world.

The terrain of the Broken Woodland is extremely conducive to defense, especially when faced with large groups of undead characters. These fragmented woodlands are simply a nightmare for attackers. Often after spending huge losses to capture a piece of woodland, you will find that not only is the same woodland in front of you, but there are also woodlands on the left and right where defenders are stationed. In order to not threaten the two wings, you can only stop moving forward and attack the two sides instead. woodland.

But after the fight... there was still woodland on both sides.

Therefore, during the offensive in the first week of the war, the undead army led by Delirul only captured the outermost area of ​​the Broken Woodland, and there was no hope of reuniting with friendly forces.

So Delirul changed his tactics and used fire to attack the forest.

In order to speed up the arson, it even went to the front line of the battlefield and led the necromancers to throw giant fireballs into the woods in front of them.

In front is a wall of fire that was burned into a continuous wall.

Delirul sneered sarcastically at the Broken Woodland defenders behind the wall of fire.

As a ghost lord, Delirul floats in the air, the hem of his black robe dragging on the ground. Its face is half hidden, and the nails on its outstretched fingers are as sharp as daggers.

"The woods are your city wall, and they can also be your cemetery. Surrendering to the great Lord Delirul is your only choice. Heroes of the Broken Woodland, I am not your conqueror, but your rescuer Please surrender to me, and I will lead you to retake Rottenwood Fortress and avenge Lord Hansal.”

The Broken Glade responded with a shower of wooden spears thrown from behind the wall of fire, some of which sparkled with enchanted light.

Delirul did not dodge, it stretched out its arms to meet the dense wooden spears, and all the wooden spears attacking it hit an invisible protective wall.

Looking at this futile attack, Delirul laughed wildly: "Is this the only kind of attack..."

At this time, a flame edge flew out from the fire wall in front, and the ground rose up wherever it passed, and the soil was instantly burned into a glass shape.

Delirul immediately stopped laughing, put his hands in front of him, and shot a black ball of light towards the edge of the flame.

The shock wave caused by the explosion scattered sparks into the sky, and then fell in thin air.

Delirul put away all his contempt and looked towards the direction where the flames were coming from.

In the fiercely burning wall of fire, a knight bathed in flames rode out slowly on a black horse.

Horrible Knight!

Instinctively fearing the superior undead, Delirul retreated until he was in front of his endless undead army.

With confidence again, Delirul assumed a victor's posture: "Howl Burning Bones, I have heard of your name. Are you coming out alone to surrender to me?"

Howl stepped out of the wall of fire and stopped the terrifying black spirit horse that was advancing. In the eye sockets of the burning skull, the soul fire was strong and filled with fighting intent.

He did not answer, but raised the sword in his hand high.

The continuous wall of fire behind him quickly extinguished, and a large group of skeletons and zombies walked out of the woods where open flames still remained.

Facing the undead of the Broken Woodland who took the initiative to fight, Delirul couldn't help laughing: "It seems that my tactics are very useful! You know that instead of being burned to ashes in the flames, it is better to come out and have a battle with the undead with me." Favorite Corps Showdown.

Great, great...it saved me a lot of time. "

After speaking, Delirul waved his hand, and the undead army on the black gravel sand, which was already well prepared, moved forward, as if the entire ground was moving.

Behind Howl, more and more Broken Woodland Undead came out of the woods, fearlessly advancing against an enemy army several times their own.

The two armies are getting closer and closer, and a decisive battle between the undead armies is about to break out.

However, at this time, the earth began to tremble slightly, and the amplitude of the vibrations became larger and larger. Then the sound of rolling thunder changed from weak to strong, and the roar came with the vibration and oppression of the ground.

Delirul immediately flew up and saw a wave of cavalry from the north charging towards the flank of his army. Before the collision, the cavalry suddenly burst into flames, like a wave of fire sweeping across with overwhelming power.

A dragon roar came from high in the sky, and in the moonlit clouds, a pale undead dragon swooped down, displaying its dragon power wantonly above the undead army in the black gravel sand. Wherever the undead dragon flew by, low-level undead fell down like strong wind blowing through a wheat field.

There was only one question in Deliruhl's mind: How did they break through the border cordon?

Herot led the Burning Cavalry to once again teach the undead army a lesson with single tactics. Before leading the army across the border of the black gravel sand, the vampires who arrived first completed the blockade of the border stronghold. All patrols in the path of the army were wiped out, and the surrounding areas of the nearby strongholds were also under the control of vampires. The ghost messengers came out to kill one by one, preventing the information of the army's crossing from being transmitted to the main battlefield.

In this way, under the cover of the vampires, Helot led the burning cavalry to cross the border at the fastest speed, and then ran towards the main battlefield at full speed.

Ahead was the undead army on the black gravel sand. Only the endless crowd of undead could be seen, and the blackened ground was completely covered under the army.

The Burning Cavalry, led by Helot, charged towards the undead army with its flanks completely exposed to the front.

About a hundred meters away, Helot raised his sword and ordered: "Burning Cavalry, light the fire!"

The sea of ​​cavalry was instantly ignited, with Helot and the heroic burning cavalry as sharp arrows, forming a vector assault formation.

The front line is getting closer and closer to the enemy, and a large amount of magic is thrown forward from the middle of the cavalry formation. The forward responsible for charging the formation is instantly enveloped in various status and defensive halos.

At the moment when the front lines were about to collide, the second wave of magic was accurately released. This time it was all large-scale attack magic, and dense fireballs and ice fell accurately on the path of the formation like a heavy rain.

For a moment, a large area of ​​undead was blown away, and Helot led the Burning Cavalry to rush in through the blasted gap.

The fire offensive of the Burning Cavalry combined with the magic bombing of the blue mages actually produced a synergistic effect of artillery and tanks. The attack on the undead army was like a hot knife cutting into butter, crushing the dead and constantly rushing towards the far other side of the undead army. go ahead.

The ghost dragon Firollo swooped down from the clouds in the sky again. This time she brought the black vampire bats and flew along the path of the cavalry at low altitude. The dragon's power overwhelmed the low-level undead below, and the vampire took the opportunity to land and harvest a wave before flying up.

The undead inside the military formation didn't know what was going on. After the ghost dragons and vampires attacked them, they were still stunned by magic bombings that washed the ground, and then they were trampled by the burning cavalry pulling the sea of ​​fire. .

Two more chapters tonight.