Chapter 1661: Accumulate strength

Huaidong battlefield.

Li Zhong, the leader of the Northern Army (Northern Army), asked his wife Yang Miaozhen to stay in the old nest of Chuzhou (now Huai'an, Jiangsu), and led his army of thirty thousand water and land to capture Taizhou.

Li Quan's follow-up goal is very clear, that is, to seize Tongzhou and Yangzhou and push Linan, the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty.

The Huaidong system made Liu Ye, and the army (Southern Army) could not stand still, and the two sides started a confrontation.

Uh ...

Late at night.

The camp of Lieutenant General Li Fu of Beibei Army was brightly lit.

Suddenly, a crackling flame burst and the smoke rose.

"Get out of the water!"

"Come on fire!"

The northern soldiers shouted in panic.

The fire started quickly, and when the soldiers of the Northern Army discovered it, it had spread into a big fire. Li Fu was too late to rush, and hurried to command, ordered the sergeant to extinguish the fire, but where can I extinguish?

The people in the Yingying Village called the horse hissing and kept on hearing.

Suddenly, a three-meter-high knight riding a skeleton warhorse appeared, followed by nine knights who were two meters tall and riding a skeleton warhorse.

The King of the Tarsus tribe, the true Abaddon appeared!

Huge rifle pointed forward, the fire of the soul trembled in Apatton's eyes, and the spiritual power waved into a voice: "Charge!"

The black iron currents converged into an arrow and rushed into the Beijun camp village.

Apatton, who was riding on a skeleton warhorse, was like an indestructible tank. With one hit, he broke the gate of the Beijun camp village, and Hula La rushed into it. It was a shot to see people! He exhaled a breath of gangrene, continually infecting northern soldiers, making them slow.

Although there are only ten knights in total, the momentum is better than thousands of horses.

"Enemy attack!"

The crickets mixed with the shout of fire, and the whistle of the enemy's attack sounded, making a mess in the camp.

福 Li Fu met Abaddon. Although he has a leader-level strength, it is still not enough to face Abaddon, and Li Fuzhen was numb with a single shot.

Li Fu hurriedly jumped off the war horse, discarded the iron gun in his hand, took out his double knives, and rolled forward.

His combat experience is also very rich. In the face of the big monster in front of him, he knows that he can't compete, and only plays short-handed short-handed advantage, so that the opponent's three-foot giant rifle can't exert its advantage.

However, Abaddon did not pay attention to Li Fu, and continued to charge directly, continuously killing the army generals, infecting the necrosis disease and infecting more living people.

福 Li Fu was puzzled, but how could he be ignored because he was the coach of this camp?

I didn't wait for him to come back to hear the sound of the flapping of the wings.

The pale wings of the puppet brought an ominous air flow, and the figure of Higdelif appeared, and the spear of sprites pierced as fast as lightning.

Li Fu hurriedly slammed the double-knife block, and 鸳鸯 double-knife split the roller-white snow-white screen.

However, this spear of Higley's law seems to violate the common sense of physics. From the impervious blade of the sword, it penetrates precisely, breaks the breath of the body, and pierces Li Fu's throat. .

"嗬 ... 嗬 嗬 ......"

福 Li Fu's throat leaked, his eyes suddenly widened.

Higdelph draws back the spear of sprites.

Li Fu's body slowly fell.

A gray aerosol rose, as if there was an invisible suction, and it floated to the top of Higdrifa's head, turning into a continuously rotating gray aerosol sphere.

"The grievance is not strong enough ... cannot make a leader-level soul warrior."

Higridari said silently, "However, two elites can be produced."

The skills of the Dai ethnic group leader, the dark drew, and the gray aerosol, which was immediately divided into two, fell in front of Higdrifa.

团 The two mists continued to squirm as if there were life, and finally turned into two slightly illusory gray shadows, which gradually solidified.

Two elite ghosts, the predecessors of the Shadow Assassin.

继续 "Go ahead, the master needs more warriors."

Sigridari vibrates her wings, her goal is very simple, specially select elite leaders of the Northern Army to start.

The battle lasted only a quarter of an hour, and the camp of thousands of people had been razed to the ground.

No one can escape because ...

The butcher Pudge, the blood lord Vladimir, one east and one west, walked out from both sides of the battlefield.

"Sixty-six people are blocked at the intersection on my side." Vladimir laughed.

"Pudge killed a hundred! At least a hundred," said the butcher.

Vladimir owed himself politely: "Her pudge is indeed strong."

Actually, the two men ambush each other. Whoever kills more and who kills less depends entirely on luck and the direction of the enemy's escape. Moreover, the butcher's counting ability is very suspicious. He said that "a hundred" is actually "a lot", which means he can't count.

Higdelfa quietly flew out. Behind her, there were dozens of shadows, about ten elite ghosts, and the rest were ordinary grudges.

Each soul warrior is dragging an enemy corpse above the elite level.

"Let's get started," Abaddon said briefly. "Pudge, it's your turn."

Butcher Pudge grunted, applied his stitching skills, and deformed his arm with flexible and threading needles.

However, his efficiency is really worrying. He worked a long time and spent so many elite corpses before making four suture monsters. He was sitting on the ground with his buttocks tired, and the earth shook.

Apatton shook his head and said, "Hope these stitched monsters are worthy of the production cost they cost."

When he was talking, Abaddon suddenly inserted his riding rifle into the ground. The spiritual power surged wildly, and the black mist covered the camp.

"Necrosis!"

All enemies infected with gangrene ~ EbookFREE.me ~ a skeleton soldier crawled out of the body.

Of course, it is the lowest level skeleton soldier. The skeleton soldier who does not even have the normal template to resurrect the gangrene skill, the template is automatically reduced by one level.

At the same time, there were hundreds of skeleton soldiers crawling out.

Vladimir praised: "Every time I see His ability, it is very enviable."

Apatton's breath became a lot weaker. His spiritual power fell to less than five hundred points in an instant, and the soul fire in his eyes was dim.

With a long hissing noise, the bone warhorses under Abaddon's seat turned into a black mist and disappeared. This is Abaddon's difficulty in sustaining the loss of spiritual power of the skeleton warhorse, and the automatic selection reduces the consumption.

"The gangrene skills really have limits."

Higdelifa said: "Resurrecting more than 600 skeleton soldiers without a template, you will be tired like this. It seems that your limit will not exceed one thousand."

Apatton nodded. He first turned into a two-meter-high, human-like form, and then took out two spirit crystals, held them in his palms, slowly absorbed them, and recovered the loss of spiritual power.

"The master ’s order is to let us continue to accumulate strength before the decisive battle comes. This is the first northern barracks we captured. I also found out the location of the other two barracks. When the spiritual power of His Excellency Abaddon recovers, We will continue to attack the next target! "