When the enemy's frontline appeared in the distance, the skeletal dragon saw the fully-armed knights. The heavily armored horses kicked their hooves from time to time, and the metal reflected the arc of light that pierced the undead army.
Obviously, the enemy had discovered them in advance and had made preparations in advance.
Angramo shook her head, and could not help but feel excited. As an undead, regardless of whether they were low-level or high-level, they had an innate hatred for the living. However, under the suppression of the Emperor, she and her subordinates had no choice but to suppress their instincts, turning into bones and hiding in the soil of the north.
Now, she could finally unleash her desire — to face these humans.
She looked up at the sky with her empty eye sockets. At the end of the horizon, many black dots were circling. If one did not look at them carefully, one would think that they were a few crows that occasionally flew by. In fact, they were her little pets.
Skeleton birds, these undead creatures that were smaller and faster than ordinary birds, had an unparalleled advantage in the air. They could observe the enemy's movements from above.
The Skeleton Bird's life force was very weak, and even a weak human could easily kill it. However, it was precisely because of this reason that as long as they did not deliberately land in a conspicuous area, it was very difficult to detect the birds in the sky by relying only on the naked eye and magic detection.
Through the shared vision and soul link, Angramo knew that the enemy had more than four thousand soldiers gathered here. The heavily armored knights were just a cover. Behind them, there were crossbowmen and spellcasters ready to attack. As long as the undead army approached a certain distance, they would be fiercely sniped.
Although most of the undead had been wiped out by humans or escaped to the underground world, the peaceful era did not make the races forget how to deal with the undead. Every time these dark creatures appeared, their numbers were almost endless. However, it was not that there was no way to deal with them. As long as the high-level and mid-level undead in charge of the command were killed one by one, the so-called undead army would collapse without a fight. Unintelligent skeletons were chaotic scum without order, and did not pose a threat to the army at all.
In the Dark Age of the First Age, the power of the undead reached its peak. Unlike demons, gods, and devils, the existence of the undead was not rejected by the material world. According to Airadia's epic, the nameless undead summoned an unyielding army of the undead. The wings of bone dragons blocked the sunlight from the horizon. The undead danced on the battlefield. The crazed Black Knight hunted the living. The sea of skeletons spread to every corner of the continent, and the long night fell.
Undead Monarch Yongye, this name had shrouded Airadia for three hundred years, becoming the nightmare of the living.
Under the Undead Calamity, the budding kingdoms of the Orcs, Humans, Elves, and Dwarves in the First Era were all swept away. Even the rulers of the continent at that time, the Giant Dragons, had to avoid the Undead Calamity.
But in the end, the era of the undead came to an end. The invincible King of Evernight suddenly disappeared, and the Empire of the Dead fell apart, turning into the dust of history amidst the roars of the dragons.
But some things remained to this day — the Divine Equipment, the Scepter of Evernight, the symbol of the undead's authority.
It was said that the King of Evernight always carried it with him, and it contained the strongest secret of the Undead Monarch. But ever since the King of Evernight was annihilated, it never appeared on the stage of history.
This was engraved in Angramo's memory after it was reincarnated into a Skeletal Dragon. Even the Demilich Ryan often mentioned it.
The reason for the collapse of the Empire of the Dead was studied by every ruler, and the living found a way to deal with the undead. Now, more than half of the crossbows, enchanted guns, and magic were aimed at the Skeletal Dragon floating in the air.
But with the King of Evernight as an example, Angramo naturally would not send its head to its face for the enemy to kill. The strength of the Kohor Army was not weak. They came from a trading city-state in the central region, and they could not retaliate against the Elven Forest. There were even Legend-rank humans among them. Rushing in without a plan would only lead to instant death.
As the distance closed, the undead army began to move. The endless number of strengthened skeleton soldiers formed the frontline. These were all Angramo's cannon fodder, and it was best to use them to push the frontline.
The long-range attacks of the Kohor Army were more powerful than expected. Those enchanted arrows easily pierced through the skulls of the skeleton soldiers, and roaring magic balls and flames exploded in the sea of bones. The moment when the undead army closed in was the most efficient time to kill them. The commander of the Kohor Army was not a fool, and naturally, he would not let this opportunity slip by.
Although the undead army also had long-range attacks, and the skeleton archers, liches, and Wailing Banshees were casting spells with all their might, the difference in equipment and energy levels made the effect worrisome. After half an hour of indiscriminate bombardment, the undead army only managed to advance less than two kilometers, and there were countless casualties.
But to Angramo, it was already a win. She began to change her attack method.
"Undead Knights, charge!"
The Black Knight Negendro was long dead, and his bones had turned into ashes. Without a leader, the undead knights were now under the direct control of Angramo. The Skeletal Dragon only needed to communicate with the undead army through the soul connection, and the huge army formation was like an extension of its arm. A path was formed in the middle, and the undead knights were ready to charge.
"Spellcasters, stop. There's no need to provide cover for the undead knights. Liches, prepare to disrupt the curse. Banshees, prepare to use energy to intercept and disintegrate."
The Skeletal Dragon continued to give orders. The undead had no emotions. As long as she could win, she would not hesitate even if all of her subordinates had to die.
In fact, she had set up this battle strategy so that they would die.
The twenty-four-pound cannons were pushed to the frontline, and the work of loading and adjusting the firing angle was quickly completed. The undead were more familiar with these things than living creatures, and as long as they were given precise instructions, they would be able to complete the operation meticulously.
The firing angle of the cannons was adjusted to the third gear, and the gunpowder and solid shells were loaded into the barrels. The dark golden runes engraved on the black cannons shone brightly. At the same time, the undead knights had already begun to charge while stepping on blue soulfire.
Facing the charge of the intermediate undead, the spellcasters of the Kohor army could no longer hold back. They began to attack as much as possible. The charge of the undead knights was full of pressure for any defensive side. They could not just let the enemy charge in, or their defensive line would be torn apart just like how they tore apart the Elven Forest. At that time, they would inevitably be surrounded by endless skeletons.
The cannons continued to move forward under the cover of the huge bodies of the abominations. When the undead knights were hit by the first wave of spells, the fifty twenty-four-pound cannons had also reached their designated positions.
"Fire."
Angramo gave the order casually. She was actually a little resistant to these weapons. High-level undead were more willing to believe in their own strength than rely on external objects. In the Skeletal Dragon's view, these weapons did not have much room for growth and would not be able to go far.
However, she had no choice. This time, not only did she shoulder the responsibility of protecting the Elven Forest, she also shouldered the task of testing the new weapons of the Empire.
The twenty-four-pound cannon beside Angramo was the first to let out a roar.
Large amounts of gas produced by the explosion of the gunpowder pushed the solid shell outwards. By the time it flew out of the barrel, its speed had already reached more than five hundred meters per second. In just two breaths, the shell had already surpassed the charging undead knights and smashed into the enemy's formation with a whistling sound. In the dense formation, the shell's hit rate was shockingly high. It crashed into the body of a knight, and the enchanted armor shattered along with the knight's armor at the same time. Then, it broke the waist of a warhorse behind it, causing blood and internal organs to flow out.
The shell landed on the hilly ground, splashing mud and gravel against the armor. Even the well-trained horses were startled and began to gallop uneasily.
The undead knights were completely unaware of this. After firing their twenty-four-pound cannons, they completed the loading process as fast as they could and began the second round of firing.
The weakness and softness of flesh and blood were exposed in front of firearms. Once the metal ball brushed past them, they would instantly lose their ability to fight and suffer irreparable damage. The soldiers who were hit directly not only had their limbs broken into pieces, but also their flesh and blood splattered everywhere. Only when the shell hit the ground for a second time did the soldiers see what it was. It was a blurry black ghost, wantonly taking lives in the crowd.
After two rounds of firing, Byff, who was in charge of the frontline, finally reacted. "Magic cannons, damn it!
How can the North have such things!? "
"Spellcasters, defend!"
Due to the training methods and the intensity of the battles, most of the armies of the Eladian countries could be considered as elites. Even after suffering such a heavy blow, the Kohor army did not panic. The knights hurriedly retreated to the rear and allowed the shield-bearers to take the front line of the formation. The spellcasters also reacted to the situation. They hurriedly gave up on attacking the undead knights and started casting defensive spells instead.
Angramo did not know the intention of the enemy's battle strategy, but she still roughly guessed the mentality of the commander and the execution of the army. In order to maximize the outcome of the battle, she took the risk to predict the outcome of the battle. Therefore, she gave the third order to the undead army. "Curse of Disruption, Disintegration, fire!"
The wail of the banshees was the first to be heard. A few milliseconds later, the roar of the cannons was deafening. The undead army let out the loudest noise. If someone were to look down from the sky at this moment, they would see that the solid shells fired by the undead army were almost chasing after the banshees.
The next moment, the undead army raised an emergency defensive spell. However, before the spell could fully take shape, it was instantly reduced to dust by the lich's Curse of Disruption and the banshees' Disintegration. The third round of cannons once again smashed into the undead army!
Byff could not help but feel his scalp tingling as he looked at the flesh and blood flying everywhere. How could it be possible to erode the defensive spell in an instant?
At this moment, the undead knights who had been obstructed finally arrived.