The same is true for Andorha in front of him.

During that chaos, most of Andorhal's urban area was also trapped in a sea of ​​fire. People screamed and escaped from the city and entered the wilderness in the firelight, as they were attacking undead creatures everywhere.

Only a piece of ruins were left behind.

The undead creatures who occupied this land were obviously not qualified builders, so most of the damaged houses and buildings were preserved as they were. These zombies, skeletons and ghouls who wandered around the world could live in peace by looking for a dirty and narrow pit, without caring about the quality of their residence at all.

Therefore, except for some of the houses in the eastern part of Andorhar City, which are still well preserved, the rest of the city is basically covered with rubble and broken walls. Even the solid city wall, which was originally 15 meters high, has collapsed many places, allowing those low-level immortals to enter and exit in a swagger. As for the city gates that should have been strictly protected, two of the three iron gates have disappeared, and the only one left is still lying crookedly on the side of the road, leaving countless traces of undead creatures trampling on it.

Such an undead nest is already a good place for wild undead who does not have much autonomy, but for the undead mercenaries who have been struggling in the cemetery for many years, they are not reluctant to suddenly fall from the bathroom, hot spring, sea view mansion with tens of thousands of square meters and suddenly fall into a cowshed in the countryside.

Several mercenary leaders who were hovering above the city gate with huge bat demons couldn't help but frown.

Dirty! messy! bad!

The first impression Andorha gave them was so bad.

The Grand Cemetery Legion entered the territory of the Undead Council for half an hour. From their location, you can see the death knight led by Lord Alsace, but the city of Andorhar was extremely quiet and had no reaction at all.

Should we boast that the cemetery was too fast to move, or should we curse these sacks who didn’t even have the qualities of the army?

The leaders of several mercenary groups looked at each other, nodded in one go, and then pressed the bat demon under his seat and swept down towards the only building complex standing in the east of the city.

They knew very well about the nature of these wild undeads. If the zombie lord was still in the city, of course, the best place would be occupied by it.

Seeing the group of bat demons hovering in the air suddenly began to dive into the city, Alsace finally couldn't help but spat inwardly.

These undead mercenaries who pick peaches everywhere will see the advantage that they are rushing to the crowd, and often they will make dangerous actions that even they will be astonished.

Now it seems that they can't wait to occupy the most strategically valuable enemy leader in the "city" in advance!

The enemy's nest is approaching, and undead creatures wandering around can be seen everywhere on both sides of the trade road. Those valuable and potentially elite immortals have been selected by the undead mages. The undead coalition council secretly transferred the established undead troops to the northwest mountain area. The only ones that can be left for the undead lords in various places are the group of crooked melons and jujubes full of human heads.

The violent momentum of the Black Front Knights also alarmed these aimless undead creatures wandering around. The tyrannical and cruel nature of the undead creatures remaining in their broken bodies drove them to scream and roar around from all directions.

"Hmph! I don't know how to live or die!" A large ball of frost and cold air that could be seen in the naked eye surged around Arthas. With a wave of his hand, the entire army rushed into it without decreasing speed.

The crackling and dull explosion continued, and the death knights, who were like hideous steel beasts, waved the cold slashing sabers, without stopping for a moment, leaving behind them with staggering and twisting bodies all over the ground.

The clanging sound of the collision and friction of the steel armor pages was particularly harsh. The majestic torrent of steel wafted the zombies and passed under the towering city gates, sweeping all the dead along the way like a strong wind sweeping the fallen leaves.

Since the enemy had no defense or fortifications at all, the Black Front Knights pouring into the city quickly advanced deeper along the rugged and difficult-to-distinguished streets. Behind them was an elite team of lickers who were flying and climbing walls and walking on flat ground.

If the Death Knight is like a sharp and unstoppable hijack, the team of lickers sweeping over like a white torrent is the demon that devours everything. As soon as those unknown enemy undead came out of the nest, they jumped onto it, scratched and bitten it, leaving only pieces of corpses and scattered pieces of meat.

Although both sides are of the same origin and species and are both undead creatures, the differences in individual qualities are too huge.

Fighting alone, the undead creatures forced by humans on the Undead Party's side were not opponents of the elite cemetery legion, but are now beaten by the cemetery with more and less, and the fast and slow. Therefore, since the cemetery team rushed into Andorhar, the entire battle has been like a destruction, and the private legion of the local lord of the Undead Party's parliament was defeated.

It was messy and noisy, and groups of undead without any order rushed out of their nests everywhere in the city, but were quickly destroyed by the cemetery troops. The city was noisy and chaotic, comparable to the most noisy vegetable market for humans.

Although the city of Andorha is mainly dominated by old, weak and broken ground troops, there are still more than a dozen ghosts who use to convey messages. When they flew into the air from a haunted house noisily, they were facing the ghost army led by the idle resentful banshee.

So after a moment, the sky became the world of cemetery.

The spiritual forces on the cemetery were flying everywhere over Andohar.

The turmoil and noise outside also alarmed Gulith, the zombie lord guarding the place. When it shook its bloated and large body and squeezed out from the low "palace", Andorhar had become a closed slaughterhouse. The people who wailed and fell down were their direct subordinates, while the ones responsible for the massacre were the undead legion with a strange shape but extremely terrifying strength.

Such an undead legion may not be able to be trained and trained even if it is its owner, Owo?

Before it could smooth out its slow brain, "dongdongdongdong..." and a series of dull loud noises came out, and countless tall and heavy burly undead fell from the sky, smashing the land and walls around it into deep pits.

"It seems that this little guy is their leader. How about it? Nikola, are you going to go up or me? Let's agree first, if you can't take it in 3 minutes, you will automatically replace it!" Shaking his strong neck, shaking off the broken rubble that fell on the exquisite and thick shoulder porced, the ugly hideous face of the corpse demon Vos showed a grim smile.

"It will take 3 minutes to deal with such a level 14 little guy? No one is allowed to interfere. I will cut off the head of this zombie lord as my first collection!" He easily danced the wide-blade sword in his hand, and Nikola, the leader of the black warrior who had just crossed level 16, stepped heavy steps towards the zombie lord step by step.

The undead mercenaries who had already surrounded this place made a variety of shouts of confusion. Several mercenary leaders sat around with their arms around watching the fun. The subordinates waved various weapons and easily killed the lord's personal guards who were howling and pounced on them.

Even the zombie lord is just a level 14 little guy. It is even less likely that there are any good people among its personal zombie servants who are eye-catching. Most of them are zombie warriors of level 5-8.

This level-level garbage color is no longer a threat to the undead mercenaries who have reached level 13 and 4 on average.

It would be fine if the strength was far different. But if you looked closely, the differences in weapons and equipment between the two sides would be even greater.

The undead mercenaries from the cemetery have no bad habit of buying houses, land and saving gold. They have worked hard in the cemetery for two years and almost all their merit points have hit themselves. They are mixed with one-handed shields of underground gold, a full set of steel armor made by magic gold, a full range of magical ornaments, and magic weapons that can't be swept with elemental glow when they wave their hands...

If a mage is present to display an elemental vision, he will definitely be blinded by the dazzling and strong magic glow.

There is no undead mercenary who can be selected into the Cemetery Expeditionary Force, and the lowest level is also a level 13 Flo Demon. Yes, you heard it right, a level 13 Flo Demon from the Abyss World.

Since the cemetery has firmly connected all cemetery cities, many violent demons who are dependent on Hilgai's men have also learned to sell their labor and go to the cemetery system to do odd jobs.

To be honest, these middle and high-level demons from the distant abyss plane are really good at chaotic mercenaries. Their addition makes up for the shortcomings of the undead mercenaries' lack of magic power.

There are no too eye-catching demon mercenaries in their team, but in the team attacking another undead city, there are two Abyss Demons with a level of 17. They are the most suitable mage terminators for the chaotic battlefield.

Just as a group of mercenary leaders watched and shouted, the black warrior leader cleanly took down the zombie lord Gulite. The zombie lord's thick and tough skin that was as strong as rhinoceros skin could not withstand the wide-blade sword with a "sharp" effect. His limbs were cut off one by one, and his head was even raised by Nikola in his hand to show off to many colleagues.

The zombie lord Gulite may be considered an old zombie with good combat power in its kind. It has a tough skin and fast recovery ability, comparable to the majestic power of the Earth Bull and the corpse poison unique to zombie creatures. Unfortunately, these fall into the eyes of the undead mercenaries, they are really nothing.

What era has this been? He still relies on his brute force and strong body to earn his money!
Chapter completed!