Real elves vs fake elves

After watching the sky of despair covering the entire Bonetopia, Grimgor waved his hand, and a large number of war machines emerged from the hidden fortifications. The orcs removed the camouflage on them, cleared away the obstacles in the way, and accompanied by "squeaking" sounds, these machines began to move towards the bottom of the city wall in a slow but seemingly unstoppable manner.

"Fire!"

A human artillery commander wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and immediately gave the order to open fire.

As he spoke, 16 small-caliber artillery pieces roared at the same time, and the scorching fireballs flew straight toward the battle equipment, instantly smashing a ladder into pieces. Although it was still moving, the way it swayed from side to side seemed to be about to fall apart completely.

The human artillery commander let out a long sigh, then turned his head and glanced at the remaining "artillerymen" of his own group. When he found that this group of skeletons were all looking at him at the same time, even this strong man who crawled out of the pile of dead bodies couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end.

This is what Nagash came up with.

Artillery is a technical branch of the military and is very expensive and precious to train. This can be seen from the fact that Napoleon recruited half of the mathematics professors in French universities to serve as artillery commanders.

When the Human Empire was at its peak, the three military schools produced a steady stream of such technical talents every year, and sometimes there was a shortage of talent, let alone the current situation?

Even in the Noble Alliance, which has the most technical arms, artillery commanders are a scarce talent. On the Bonetopia side, there is not even a proper artillery commander. There are only some novices who barely know how to calculate trajectory, but even these novices are very rare.

To put it bluntly, now all human forces are just cannons waiting for people, but no one is waiting for cannons.

In view of this situation, Nagash classified the artillery responsible for defense into individual artillery groups. The artillery of a group ranged from 4 to 24 guns. Each group had only one human artilleryman, who was responsible for a series of tasks such as calculating the trajectory, observing the landing point, and adjusting the trajectory according to the landing point.

After the human artilleryman calculates the coordinate parameters, the other skeleton gunners in the artillery group will fire in unison according to these parameters.

It sounds like a stupid method, but it is very suitable for the current situation.

Even Grimgor, who was under bombardment, was amazed. Although the artillery in this city was not accurate, it was very accurate!

If it is approved, it is.

The evil army's siege equipment advanced slowly but steadily, and the firearms on the walls of Osteutopia never stopped erupting. Due to the ingenious design of the walls, the defenders were able to attack their targets from several angles.

But the orcs had too many siege weapons, and their formations were deliberately dispersed, so the attack surface was very wide. A round of artillery fire from humans could only take out one war machine, but this kind of junk could not

There are simply too many of them to count on the battlefield.

"This group of greenskins has grown at an alarming rate during the war."

An elven wizard on the city wall said with emotion that she was also a veteran and had seen orcs before.

From the cruelty and violence of the Orcs when they were first created, to the bloodthirsty and crazy but chaotic after they joined Nicholas's army, to the savage growth and crazy internal circulation in the badlands now.

She even saw a hint of tactics in the attack of these orcs?!

"You learn very quickly! One of my subordinates, Shortbeard, has told me that he has seen orcs wearing extremely thick armor!"

A dwarf rune blacksmith stood next to the elf, also overlooking the orcs.

It is important to mention here that the rune blacksmith stands on a stool, otherwise it would not be as high as the protective wall.

"What a worrying race. They were a mistake from the moment they were created..."

“It’s like the emergence of this world.”

The Elf Mage sighed in a seemingly sentimental tone.

"Since they don't have their own gods, let's just erase this mistake."

"It's as if those evil beings in the Netherworld want to wipe out our world."

"Get ready to chop people, these bastards are coming!" The Rune Blacksmith swung his war hammer and jumped off the small stool, his eyes full of heat, "I can't wait to teach these bastards a lesson!"

"Recently, some ignorant people have been saying that orcs are stronger than us. What a joke, bastard! Today, I will let those boastful fellows know that even ten orcs are no match for one dwarf!"

Looking at his fighting partner who seemed to be on fire, the Elf Mage smiled and replied: "Of course the dwarves are stronger. After all, orcs can still swim."

The dwarves were unable to swim due to their high muscle density and simply sank to the bottom.

There was something else in his words, but it wasn't too sarcastic, and the dwarf obviously didn't hear it.

Just as the few living people on the city wall were ready for battle, the crude siege equipment was finally placed under the city wall. Relying on the defensive power of the equipment, the orcs, monsters, and zombies began to shoot at or climb the city wall.

As the infantry moved, the sky of despair grew darker, and the miasma that enveloped everyone became more deadly. If an ordinary mortal warrior were to come here, no matter how brave he was, he would only be able to use 60% to 70% of his full strength.

And this is obviously not all. The sky of despair seemed to cover up like a black cloud and kept sinking, as if the sky was about to collapse, making people feel like a catastrophe... Of course, this was not just a feeling. Soon, a large number of giant bats broke through the layers of black clouds and swooped down towards the defenders on the city wall. Among the dense swarms of bats, there were also screaming beasts that were as big as griffins. Legend has it that their screams can tear apart the souls of mortals, not to mention their incomparable and terrifying brute force.

Chapter 37 Who are you buffing?

Countless orcs, zombies, and monsters climbed up the city walls along the siege towers and pounced straight towards the damn defenders, while large groups of flying monsters in the sky swooped down ferociously, as if they wanted to tear everything in front of them to pieces.

Faced with this horrific combination, even armor and weapons made of steel could not bring much confidence to ordinary soldiers. These monsters that seemed to come from hell brought not only physical destruction, but also mental abuse.

Facing such a vicious and incredible enemy, only the most tenacious and powerful warriors can remain calm. This kind of two-way attack on the physical and mental levels cannot be ignored simply by so-called "adaptation". How can a mere mortal adapt to the magic developed by vampires that has ravaged countless worlds?

Apart from those great heroes and tenacious warriors, only the dead are immune to this horrific double attack.

So you say this is just a coincidence, isn't it?

Vampires destroyed a human wizard city by relying on attribute restraint, and now Bonetopia is beginning to restrain vampires by relying on attribute restraint.

Looking at the piles of skeletons in front of them, the ghouls and monsters were all stunned. They wondered why someone from their side had defected to humans? Or did they simply look alike?

However, without direct orders from their master, these vampire lackeys decided to take action after hesitating for a moment. After all, it was not a big deal if their vampire master asked them to kill each other.

As for the orcs...

They only care about where the enemies are and how many there are, but never care who the enemies are. They are a group of very serious players.

The monsters that climbed up the city wall, the monsters that swooped down, and the monsters defending on the city wall collided violently, and the casualties reached an alarming level in an instant.

The Skeleton Warriors of Bonetopia were definitely not as powerful as regular human warriors, not to mention the Dwarf Warriors and Elf Warriors. But with the Vampire adding a bunch of debuffs, it became amazing.

Instead of feeling that their fighting power decreased, the skeleton warriors felt very refreshed!

Not even Nagash's buff magic had ever given them this feeling.

Feel the life of the undead under your command

As the sexual excellence was improved, several necromancers looked at each other in bewilderment. Finally, everyone's eyes turned to Nagash. After all, he was still the backbone here.

"After the war, if we capture a few vampires, the breakthrough this race brings to necromancy may be beyond our expectations."

Faced with this behavior of stuffing food in front of him, it would be really rude for Nagash to refuse, which would be quite unkind of him and would be quite unworthy of the other party's enthusiasm.

As for victory or not, he did not list it as a prerequisite at all, as if it would be an unquestionable fact.

On top of the city wall, a brutal tug-of-war broke out. The scene was so cruel and horrifying that even the elves and dwarves who were used to battlefields were shocked. When both sides were willing to die, the scene became restricted.

The skeleton warriors knew no fear and fought crazily, while the orcs fought crazily and knew no fear. The two groups hurt each other severely, which shocked the zombies and monsters next to them.

These vampire slaves all know fear. This crazy and unreasonable way of fighting directly frightened them, and the soldiers even seemed a little timid in comparison.

"Asshole! It's not fun enough!"

As the chieftain, Grimgor was definitely the one charging at the front. After crushing the skull of a skeleton warrior, he turned to look at a vampire beside him.

"What kind of bullshit spells are those? They can't even use half of my full strength!"

"And look at the skeletons! They look like they drank mushroom wine, they are so excited!"

"Although it is indeed very exciting to fight such a powerful enemy, but if I am unhappy, I will be very unhappy, so is this battle exciting or unpleasant..."

Grimgor successfully engaged in philosophical speculation with his intelligence exceeding that of a 12-year-old child, while the vampire he questioned looked bewildered and at a loss.

"All of our spells... including the Sky of Despair, can cause huge amounts of damage to living creatures. At the same time, because our bloodline has the attribute of death, they can also bring bonuses to undead units."

"...Who on earth could have developed this completely hopeless thing called necromancy to such an extent?!!!"

All I can say is that the vampires’ cognition is not much different from that of this world.

You will be slaughtered by a series of spells of life, light, heaven, etc. Any priest can knock down the undead that you have raised with great difficulty. As long as it is a god's magic, the undead units can have special attacks. The undead units can move almost the same as ordinary people at night, but are very slow during the day. No one thinks this thing has a future.

Although the origins of necromancy in the vampire world and this world are different, they are of the same origin.

Therefore, after seeing the necromancy of this strength in front of him, especially after seeing that the bonus his own magic gave to the opponent was more effective than his own, to be honest, the vampire was a little defeated.

This feeling became stronger as more and more vampires climbed up the city walls. Many young people who had managed to escape the elves' capture had begun to doubt themselves.

But no matter how strange it feels, this battle still has to be fought. After all, those skeleton warriors will fight to the death, and as long as they are not killed, these ruthless warriors will never stop their attack.

And killing them all... It can only be said that Nicholas's rampage has brought too many corpses to this world, whether they are human or other things. The skeleton warriors in Osteotopia have never been limited by raw materials, but whether it is necessary to create so many.

A vampire hacked his way to the city wall and glanced at the city. It was all white and filled with skeleton warriors ready to go. It was impossible to tell where the edge was.

"Damn it! If we get into a war of attrition, we will undoubtedly be the ones to lose!"

Because they had been unable to take the city wall for a long time, this evil coalition had no impact on the firearms forces of Bonetopia. The sound of gunfire never stopped. These sharp firearms had caused quite effective casualties. Many orcs began to try to retreat because they were too unhappy with this way of fighting.

I can only say that it is extremely shameful for the evil army to have reached this state, a blood sacrifice to the blood god.

Chapter 38: War is not something you can stop just because you want to

In Bonetopia, in the combat command room.

Terry looked at the battle report in front of her, her brows furrowed more and more tightly.

"So, the enemy is really not as strong as we thought?"

Several elven staff members nodded, then shook their heads.

"In fact, those strange spells are very tricky, and the mage team has not yet developed a corresponding mechanism to break the spells, which is why they have the opportunity to cast debuff spells on the entire city."

"But because of the characteristics of this debuff spell, it greatly strengthened those skeleton warriors. They were so weak on weekdays that they could fight against the orcs and monsters on equal terms. They even had the upper hand because of their numerical advantage."

Terry: "...Why do I feel like this is a conspiracy? Could it be that these vampires are so stupid that they do such a ridiculous thing?"

Naturally, this kind of rhetorical question would not get any answer. After several elf advisers looked at each other, they chose to remain silent at the same time.

"What about Neros's prophecy? She said that the predator is watching Osteotopia from the shadows. If we are not careful, the whole world will be destroyed.

"I just can't see how these things can destroy the world?"

"To be honest, if they are determined to corrupt the human world from the shadows and secretly control all political power from the dark, then we will really have a headache. After all, their charm spells are incredibly powerful. This is the evaluation given by our extremely proud mages."

"So they chose to attack head-on? And they only have this much combat power?"

"Where do they get their confidence from?!"

"What's with the prophecy?!"

Just as Terry was puzzled by what she saw, an arrogant and overbearing voice suddenly sounded among the crowd.

"You can doubt your own judgment, and you can even doubt that there is something wrong with reality, but you cannot doubt my prediction, because my prediction is the truth!"

Accompanied by these words that were too arrogant even for the elves, Nelos made a majestic appearance in endless glory!

The way she appears is basically the same as Aenarion, with only different cores. For example, Aenarion's conveyor belt light is because he cannot control it passively, while this girl's light is a specially researched spell, and she can't do anything except emit light.

"The shadow has a pair of vicious eyes that have been spying on this place. These vampires and orcs are just bait and food. The supreme being from another world may come here at any time. She has found the weak point of this world and may tear it apart completely at any time."

Terry: "...It seems our world has a lot of weak points."

Neros ignored the complaints and continued, "Just wait for the arrival of this terrifying existence. Now I am the only one in the entire Phoenix Court who can exile it."

Although Tai Li was quite unhappy when he directly announced his identity as the second in command of the Phoenix Court, she still did not refute it.

Although Nelos cannot beat her at this distance, the role of a mage is much greater than that of a warrior. This is a fact that many warriors have to admit helplessly.

Following Nero's instructions, the defenders of Bonetopia carried out standardized defensive operations, and the skeleton warriors also executed this tactic meticulously. Although it was very rigid, it was indeed effective when facing the enemy.

Faced with this truly tough nut to crack, both the orcs and the vampires began to have a headache.

In a huge and luxurious marching tent, Grimgor and several orcs were sighing together. Although the vampires behaved very well, their expressions were not much better.

"Stop being so pretentious!"

Finally, Huggins couldn't help it anymore and looked at his ally with a frown.

"We have all suffered huge losses. You are not the only ones who have lost so many people!"

"That's why I'm like this!" Grimgor slammed the table and smashed it to pieces. "Isn't it normal for people to die? There are so many people dying in the badlands every day that it's hard to count them!"

"But this battle is not fought properly!"

Speaking of this, the huge orc actually felt a little aggrieved.

"Brothers have been chopping for so many days. Those who climbed the wall enjoyed it, but those below the wall enjoyed being shot by humans."

"Let's skip this. It's not worth it to eat this. We've been working for several days. What else do we have left except a few bone racks? The soup made from those bones is tasteless! It's just water!"

"The brothers were forced to grind the bones into powder and make bread, but this is not a good way to eat it."

"Those skeletons were more eager to snatch corpses than we were. More than 80% of the corpses on the battlefield were snatched away by them."

The vampires' eyes flickered when they heard this, and after a while, it was Hawkins who spoke first.

"As long as you can swallow it, you can take as much of our family's food as you can eat."