I, Lich, Can Raise a Dragon [Western Fantasy] - Chapter 43

Facing the terrible situation on the front line, Sang Ni was fortunate that he did not hesitate for a while.

Outside the city wall, the corpses were like mountains, and the orcs used their corpses to build a siege ladder, and they kept crossing the outer wall like locusts to meet the Allied soldiers inside.

What’s more frightening is that the soldiers who boarded the outer wall were mixed with monsters transformed by the Necromancer. Even if half of their heads were cut off, they could continue to attack every living person close to them until they were dismantled.

Yaslansa and other dragons became their original form, hovering high above the wall, and the spitting dragon flames continuously destroyed the orcs’ “human ladders”. At the same time, the orcs’ long-range weapons shot at their hard dragon scales like raindrops. Leave deep or shallow traces.

Sang Ni didn’t have time to find someone. Seeing that the orcs almost broke through the line of defense once again, he could only raise his hand and use a wind spell to knock the orcs who rushed up under the city wall.

The soldier who took a sigh of relief looked back and almost thought he was dreaming: “Hall…Your Majesty? Why are you here!”

Sang Ni stepped forward, with his staff sticking to the ground, the flame formed a wall and pushed forward, sweeping down a small piece of orc again: “Where is the general? Where is he?”

The soldier cried out with a crying voice: “General, he was hurt by a flow arrow, and he has just been sent to the rear for emergency treatment!”

Sang Ni is going crazy. It’s a chaotic battlefield. Even if she has clairvoyance, she can’t see anyone: “Then who is organizing the battle now? Where is the lieutenant? Where is the sergeant!?”

Finally someone pointed her to a bunker with a flying battle flag: “The lieutenant is over there! We are abandoning this wall! Now is the time to retreat! Princess, you go back to the back first, here is almost too much to stand it!”

Sang Ni cursed secretly, ignoring the people around him, stepped straight on the outer wall that she had just emptied, and used an amplifying curse on herself: “Soldiers on the front line! Hold on! The undead on the orc side. The mage can’t hold on for too long! The more monsters he controls, the faster the spirit backlash! As long as we hold on for a while! They will voluntarily retreat!”

Her words caused a small commotion. After all, most people’s understanding of Necromancers is quite limited, but overall, the effect of these words is developing in a beneficial direction, or seeing the imperial princess take the initiative to come to the front, and A glimmer of hope was given to the exhausted soldiers.

Sang Ni lowered his head, looked at the densely packed orcs on the outer wall of the city wall below his feet, and quickly thought about countermeasures.

The monsters mixed in it have a fighting power several times that of ordinary orcs. The worst thing is that they have the most famous characteristics of this undead creature and are extremely difficult to kill completely, even if they fall outside the city wall from a height of tens of meters. Will not fall to death, even in Long Yan, can continue to move for a short time.

The creators of these monsters are obviously not ordinary necromancers, at least at the bishop level.

She understood what the **** were doing after the destruction of the Second Main Hall!

She tried to calm down in her anger, covering the battlefield with mental power, looking for Xitan’s position.

“Damn it!” Another group of orcs who were not afraid of life and death climbed up the city wall, and Sang Ni had to pay attention to it.

Being dragged down like this, even if she is a great magician, she will only use up her magic power in vain while casting spells!

She gritted her teeth, her heart turned, and shouted into the sky in the distance: “Aslansar! Take me outside the city!”

Hearing her voice, the dragon flew over with a flick of its wings, spewing a spit of dragon flame and burning a string of orcs on the wall, and stopped in front of her.

“Can you take me under the city wall? I want to find the Necromancer, otherwise he will control more monsters!” Sang Ni asked.

“Yes, you come to my back.” Yaslan Sarong’s voice sounded extraordinarily magnificent, and Sang Ni felt a touch of stability inexplicably.

Stepping on the edge of the city wall, Sang Ni tried his best not to look at the ground tens of meters away from his feet, jumped onto his back from the side, grabbed a protruding bone spur to stabilize his figure: “Wait a minute, you don’t land, I Clear the scene below.”

Sang Ni muttered the spell silently in his heart, and pointed his staff at the ground under the dragon. Within ten meters of the radius, the ice rose from the ground like thorns, and quickly spread along the soles of the orc monster’s feet, freezing his whole body almost instantly. .

“Okay.” Sang Ni retracted his staff and took advantage of the gap that had not been injured by the newly surged orcs. Aslansa decisively flapped his wings and fell to the ground. The monsters that were frozen into ice sculptures shattered under the impact. Corpse pieces and dust.

Sang Ni quickly spread his mental power and tried his best to find the Necromancer in the monster group. The dragon spread its wings and protected her behind him.

Under the lich’s domineering mental power, no creature could escape, and soon she locked the target.

“At ten o’clock, about eight or five meters.” She said in a deep voice.

“How are you going to get there?” The dragon kept using the dragon flames to push back the orcs who rushed up.

Sang Ni got the spot right: “Of course it was killed.”

She used the freezing spell again, and this time the scope expanded even more. With the Queen of Aslansa, Sang Ni was almost outputting all her strength and using magic power without reservation.

Bingling cut a path to death in the orcs’ army, and all the orcs who wanted to rush up were frozen into ice sculptures. Sang Ni didn’t care about them at all and insisted on advancing to the position of the necromancer.

The monsters seemed to know her intentions, roaring and rushing forward, but could not produce any obstacles, most of them were frozen to pieces, and some of the fish that slipped through the net were slowly burned to ashes by the dragon flame of Aslanza.

The Necromancer is protected in an orc chariot. The giant monster pulling the cart is almost half the size of a dragon. The deformed body is covered with malignant tumors, and there is corrosive acid in it, which splashes out several meters when touched. Far.

Sang Ni was not afraid, and raised his staff to shoot several ice blades. Before the acid had time to splash out, they were frozen in the flesh, and the sharp ice blade cut them into frozen pieces of meat.

The mage in the chariot seemed to be desperate. He kept calling monsters from afar to save the field, but was intercepted and killed by Yaslanza and the crossbowmen on the city wall. Sang Ni stepped on the chariot unimpededly. Rutting, reached out and pulled out the people inside.

“It’s you, Thurro.” Sang Ni sneered, looking at the “old acquaintance” in front of him.

“Don’t kill me! I was forced! I, I, I was forced by the orcs! If I don’t do it, they will kill me!” The former vice-bishop of the second main hall fell to the ground in embarrassment, tearing Begged wildly: “Sanny Yisi, I haven’t offended you, let me go, I promise I won’t do these things again!”

Sang Ni stomped on his hand badly and heard his scream with satisfaction: “The Allied forces have been killed and injured almost 10,000…Do you still want me to let you go?”

“I didn’t mean it!” Thurro screamed and struggled on the ground: “Please! Please Sannyis! You are also a necromancer, aren’t you, why don’t you understand me?!”

Sang Ni let go and saw a trace of rejoicing on Thurro’s face.

“You are wrong, I really never understood you.” Sang Ni smiled self-deprecatingly, and in Thurro’s blank and horrified eyes, he froze him into a twisted statue.

Then, with a light push with a stick, the statue fell to pieces on the spot.

“That’s why I want to run away desperately.” She said softly.

After Thro’s death, each of the monsters he controlled seemed to have been pressed the pause button. Although they did not fall down, both their movements and thinking became very slow. The Allied soldiers seized the opportunity to start counterattacking.

The first ray of light appeared on the distant horizon.

Sang Ni looked back on the battlefield filled with smoke. Her dragon was still fighting. Long Yan raised the temperature around him to a level that humans could not bear.

Sang Ni walked over without hesitation and pressed his palm to his scorching scales.

“Let’s go, let’s go back.” She raised her head and showed her first real smile in two days.