Chapter 406: The Decisive Battle to Change the Pattern

"Big Fireball!" With Brave's shout, the magicians in the magic corps neatly released the big fireball, and hundreds of big fireballs cut through the sky. This is not much different from the high-level magic meteor shower, only the attack angle is somewhat different.

The gray-white ghost dragon spread its bone wings and flew downwards, blocking the roaring fire. With a loud bang, the ghost dragon was blown to pieces. The remaining large fireballs passed through the exploded fire clouds and hit the undead mages, but unfortunately they were blocked by the bone shield.

In fact, the magic scroll that can summon the ghost dragon out of thin air is very precious. Generally speaking, the release of such a precious scroll is mostly to kill difficult opponents, but it is a bit wasteful to make up for the mistakes made, but the undead mage was not in the mood to regret it at this moment, and screamed: "Go away!" Before he finished speaking, he turned around and saw a young swordsman holding a fire elemental sword flying towards him.

"Let's go?" An Fei's tone was gentle, but his eyes were flashing with a cold and fierce light. He suddenly pulled out another long sword from his waist with his left hand and pointed forward.

The lightning light in the sky reappeared again, and twisted arcs poured down from the air, like hundreds of vicious whips, crazily thrusting at the undead mages.

When An Fei and Susanna held their wedding, the great alchemist Jacob only gave An Fei a bottle of aphrodisiac. It was not that Jacob was too stingy. An Fei received too many gifts that day. Jacob didn't want to join in the fun, so he played a harmless joke with An Fei. But after the outbreak of the War of the Undead, out of concern for the prospects and to protect some highly promising young people, Jacob spent a lot of energy to tailor a magic sword for An Fei, a magic sword that could release a series of lightning.

It took a lot of precious materials to create this magic sword, but Jacob never mentioned it. Because he was not for reward, otherwise he would not have handed over the magic sword to An Fei. There are so many powerful people or rich people on the mainland, and anyone who handed it to him can get a reward far beyond his investment.

Although the undead mages released magic shields in time, they collapsed one after another under the repeated thunder lightning, and the current swept across their bodies without mercy.

The power of lightning is average and has a chance to cause paralysis. However, the probability is pitifully low. The arc can cause paralysis effect by 100% but its power is negligible. The chain lightning is a hybrid enhanced version of these two magics. It is not only extremely powerful, but also a range attack, and can also cause a 100% paralysis effect.

The lightning has not disappeared yet, and the five undead mages have fallen down like stones. Even if they are not dead yet, they cannot control the elements in the effect of general body paralysis.

An Fei quickly approached, and the magic sword had been inserted into the sheath. The fire sword in his right hand swung, and a light orange flame tongue that was more than 20 meters long swept across the sky. The five undead mages instantly turned into balls of fire. When they fell to the ground, they turned into bombs, and the burning fragments were still splashing everywhere. They also implicated many zombies.

"You protect Warner!" An Fei shouted loudly, turned around and rushed towards Susanna.

On another battlefield, looking at the endless undead creatures, Fernando felt very stretched. He supported the priests and knights of Anfei. It was nothing in the past, but now he finally ushered in the decisive battle he wanted, but he found that he was seriously short of manpower.

More than fifty miles east of the main battlefield, a group of knights with a population of about 20,000 were standing quietly in the night. The person in charge turned out to be a girl, and her face was filled with a strong contrast with her age, and even a contradiction and solemnity.

Suddenly, a few small black dots appeared in the air and circled down. Several griffin knights jumped off their mounts, ran to the girl, and whispered something.

"Rise the flag!" the girl said lightly.

At this moment, An Fei had no idea what changes had happened behind him. At the moment, he was determined to break out. After killing the undead mages, An Fei kept releasing his senses to the maximum. He believed that the undead mage would not watch him kill him, and there must be a later move.

Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened in the end. Not only did the necromancers come to support, but even the undead knights left the battle group, which was like willing to make way for the road.

Until dawn, after confirming that there were no undead creatures around him, Warner took back the Scroll of Redemption. His magic was still abundant, but his spirit was insufficient, one yawned and the other yawned. The mercenaries had no time to build temporary camps, or even the joy of venting the joy of the aftermath of the disaster. They just sat next to the snow and started to take a nap. This place was still very dangerous. They had to rest for a while and continued to rush.

In the era of entrepreneurship, the superiors cannot enjoy happiness. On the contrary, they have to work harder. Enjoying happiness is a matter after the success. The mercenaries have rested, but An Fei, Susanna and others cannot rest. The same is true for the commanders of Ozguchi and Himpera. First of all, they have to count all the losses in the near future.

When they just occupied Zenggelin City, An Fei's mercenaries had exceeded 4,000. Now, counting them, the number of people is more than 2,600. In other words, after defending the seven-day city, they lost almost 1,500 mercenaries, which is equivalent to destroying half of the brilliant achievements of recruiting other mercenaries these days. You must know that when An Fei walked out of Moramachi Town, there were more than 1,700 mercenaries under his command, and now he has expanded more than 900 people.

Everyone's face was a little bad, but one thing cannot be ignored. The effect caused by the natural law of survival of the fittest! Now among the more than 2,600 mercenaries, there is not a single primary profession, and the lowest is also a mid-level swordsman, and most of them are veritable high-level swordsmen. As for how many people can become swordsmen and how many have no development, this cannot be counted, but in terms of average strength, the elite level of the mercenary group is even higher than that of the Death Roaring Legion.

Looking at this statistical data, An Fei couldn't help but be moved. The potential of the mercenary country is indeed amazing. If so many swordsmen are determined to fight guerrilla warfare, it is no wonder that the Ailison Empire returned in a defeat.

In fact, there is nothing strange about this. No matter how small the mercenary group is, it will have its own backbone force, otherwise it will be difficult to survive. When the war between the undead broke out, they are besieged in the city and they must unite each other. The ones who can survive to the end are often the backbone force of the various mercenary groups. The law of survival of the fittest is cruel and realistic. In this chaotic world, strength is the first priority, and other factors cannot play a decisive role. If you are lucky, you will be saved this time. Will someone save you next time? Facing the undead creatures that are surging overwhelming, there is no question of using any intelligence. As for cheating, not working hard, unless the mercenaries in the city are fools, they will be caught sooner or later, and there is no need to do anything. As long as you deprive the rations and the treatment of all the soldiers, you will starve to death these days.

Defending to Zeng Green City was a large-scale screening. It can be seen from the losses of each regiment that Himpera's sixth regiment suffered the smallest loss, less than one hundred people, while Ozguchi's first regiment lost nearly three hundred people, shrinking half of it. Thomson's newly formed Seventh regiment was originally a miscellaneous soldier. Thomson's company's mercenaries had not yet recognized the names of the mercenaries, but his regiment only lost more than twenty mercenaries. In the final analysis, his mercenaries were all strong men who survived through many battles.

It was confirmed that no one was chasing him, and there was another mountain range ahead. When there was a crisis, you could hide in the mountains immediately. An Fei simply stayed for a while and reassigned the unorganized mercenaries to various regiments.

There are four regiments now, each regiment has nearly seven hundred mercenaries. In any case, it is a bit larger than when he left Moramachi Town, and there is also a Thomson's Seventh regiment.

Hippela's expression was very calm. She was a high-level swordsman, and there was no problem with her personal prestige. In addition, the group was a solid piece, so she could easily digest the mercenaries assigned to her. Ozjuqi didn't care. He believed that he was An Fei's first confidant and Ye, Duozhi's assistant, so he was really not afraid of trouble. If it was really not possible, ask An Fei to help him say something, what couldn't be solved?

Thomson's expression was very relaxed because he was also a latecomer. In the minds of the mercenaries who joined later, he had a sense of identity with him. In addition, his mercenary group had fewer staff members and limited people to add in, and the prestige established by fighting side by side for a long time cannot be easily shaken.

Only Orsey was frowning. His group's losses were not as much as Oz Guchi, but it was also very serious. The number of mercenaries added to him later exceeded his old subordinates. What made him most trouble was that there were two middle-level sword masters, who were originally the leaders of the mercenary group. Although their subordinates died or dispersed in this catastrophe and almost became bare commanders, their strength was still there. Now they were condescending to themselves, which might cause trouble. In terms of strength, he was not as good as Himpera, and in terms of confidants, he was not as good as Oz Guchi, and he did not have a good assistant like Ye, so he could only deal with it by himself.

No matter who is happy or sad, the road always needs to continue walking. When the sun is noon, An Fei takes the mercenary group to the northeast and heads to the headquarters of the mercenary group of the Brotherhood. South of Zeng Green, a battle that can almost determine the pattern of the mercenary country has entered a white-hot stage, but the balance is gradually tilting towards the side that is not conducive to the necromancer. Undead creatures can exert their maximum combat power at night. If there is no decisive result at night, it is hard to say during the day, unless they can survive the day with the two armies at all costs.
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