Huaidong battlefield.


    Li Quan, the leader of the loyal army (northern army), asked his wife Yang Miaozhen to guard Chuzhou (now Huai''an, Jiangsu Province), and led 30000 water and land armies to capture Taizhou.


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


    Liu Zhen, the huaidong system envoy, strictly ordered the Army (the Southern Army) to stick to it, and the two sides launched a confrontation.


    ……


    Late at night.


    The camp of Li Fu, a general of the northern army, is brightly lit.


    Suddenly, crackling flames burst and thick smoke rose.


    "Out of the water!"


    "Come and put out the fire!"


    The soldiers of the northern army shouted in panic.


    The fire started very quickly. When the soldiers of the northern army found it, it had spread into a fire. Li Fu had no time to put on his clothes. He hurried on his horse and ordered the sergeant to put out the fire, but where could he put it out at once?


    The camp was full of people shouting and horses neighing.


    Suddenly, a knight who was three meters tall and riding a skeleton horse appeared, followed by nine knights who were two meters tall and also riding a skeleton horse.


    The king of the bone family, Abaddon!


    The huge lance pointed forward, the fire of soul shook in Abaddon''s eyes, and the fluctuation of spiritual power turned into a voice: "charge!"


    The black iron stream converged into an arrow and suddenly rushed into the northern army camp.


    Abaddon, riding on the skeleton war horse, is like an invincible tank. With one hit, he smashed the gate of the northern army camp, Hula rushed into it, and shot out when he saw anyone! His whole body exuded a smell of gangrene, which constantly infected the North sergeants and soldiers, making them slow down.


    Although there were only ten knights in all, they were more powerful than thousands of troops.


    "Enemy attack!"


    Mixed with fire fighting cries, the enemy''s police whistle sounded, and there was chaos in the camp.


    Li Fu met Abaddon. Although he has leader level strength, he still doesn''t see enough in the face of Abaddon. One shot shocked Li Fu''s body.


    Li Fu quickly jumped off his horse, abandoned his iron gun, drew out his mandarin duck double knives and rolled forward.


    His combat experience is also very rich. Facing the big monster in front of him, he knows that he can''t fight the enemy. He can only give play to his agility advantage and short close combat, so that the other party''s three foot giant cavalry gun can''t give full play to his advantage.


    However, Abaddon did not pay attention to Li Fu. He directly rode his horse and continued to charge, killing the soldiers of the northern army, killing the plague and infecting more survivors.


    Li Fu wondered that he was the commander of the camp. How could he be ignored?


    Before he could recover, he heard the sound of wings beating.


    The pale wings brought ominous air flow, and the figure of Sigrid Lifa appeared. The spirit spear was as fast as lightning and stabbed out.


    Li Fu hurriedly waved his double blades to block, and the mandarin duck double blades split out a roller like snow-white blade curtain.


    However, the spear of higgley''s method seemed to violate the common sense of physics. It was accurately thrown into Li Fu''s throat from a dense knife curtain, broke the vigorous Qi protecting his body, and pierced Li Fu''s throat.


    "Ho... Ho ho..."


    Li Fu''s throat leaked and his eyes widened suddenly.


    Sigrid Lifa pulls back the spirit spear.


    Li Fu''s body fell slowly.


    A gray mist rose, as if with invisible suction, and floated all the way to the top of higdrifa''s head and turned into a rotating gray mist sphere.


    "Resentment is not strong enough... You can''t make a leader level soul clan warrior."


    Sigrid Lifa said silently, "but you can make two elite ones."


    The group leader''s skills, the darkness, and the gray fog immediately split into two and fell in front of Sigrid Lifa.


    The two clouds of fog, like living beings, kept creeping, and finally turned into two slightly illusory gray shadows, which gradually solidified.


    Two elite ghosts, the predecessor of the shadow assassin.


    "Move on, the master needs more soldiers."


    Sigrid Lifa vibrates her wings. Her goal is very simple. She specially selects northern army leaders above elite level.


    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


    Butcher Paji and blood Lord Vladimir, one east and one west, walked out from both sides of the battlefield.


    "Seventy six people blocked the intersection on my side," Vladimir smiled.


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


    Vladimir bowed politely: "Your Excellency Paji is really strong."


    In fact, the two men ambushed on one side. Who killed more and who killed less depends entirely on luck and the direction of the enemy''s escape. Moreover, the butcher''s counting ability is very suspicious. When he says "100", he actually means "many", which means that he can''t count.


    Sigrid Lifa flew out quietly. Behind her, there were dozens of dark shadows, about ten elite ghosts, and the rest were ordinary resentments.


    Each soul clan warrior drags an enemy corpse above elite level.


    "Let''s go," Abaddon said succinctly. "Peggy, it''s your turn."


    The butcher Puji muttered, used his sewing skills, and the deformed arm passed through the needle and thread flexibly.


    However, his efficiency was really worrying. He worked for a long time and spent so many elite corpses to make four suture monsters. He was so tired that he sat on the ground and the earth shook.


    Abaddon shook his head and said, "I hope these stitching monsters can afford their production costs."


    While talking, Abaddon suddenly inserted his cavalry gun into the ground. His spiritual power surged wildly, and the black fog shrouded the camp.


    "Dead gangrene!"


    A skeleton soldier crawled out of the bodies of all enemies infected with dead gangrene.


    Of course, it''s the skeleton soldier at the bottom. It doesn''t even have an ordinary template - for the skeleton soldier revived by the dead gangrene skill, the template will be automatically reduced by one level.


    At the same time, hundreds of skeleton soldiers climbed out.


    Vladimir praised: "every time I see your ability, it is very enviable."


    Abaddon''s breath became much depressed. His spiritual power fell to less than 500 points in an instant, and the fire of soul in his eyes was dim.


    With a long hiss, the bones and horses under Abaddon turned into a black fog and disappeared. This is the loss of soul power of Abaddon''s hard to maintain skeleton war horses. It is automatically selected to reduce the consumption.


    "Dead gangrene skill is really limited."


    Sigrid Lifa said, "resurrecting more than 600 skeleton soldiers without templates will make you so tired. It seems that your limit will not exceed 1000."


    Abaddon nodded. He first became two meters high and close to human shape, then took out two spirit crystals, held them in the palm of his hand, slowly absorbed them and recovered the loss of spirit power.


    "The master''s order is to let us accumulate strength before the decisive battle comes. This is the first northern army camp we captured. I also found out the location of the other two camps. When Lord Abaddon''s spiritual power is restored, we will continue to attack the next target!"