Another 600 skeleton soldiers armed with long knives and round shields were assigned to 'Wylers', plus those he still controlled on the battlefield at this time, this number once again exceeded the number of Willers Soul Fire. The limit that can be controlled - a thousand.

It seems that the number of corpses in the rear is quite sufficient. Willers gave some skeleton soldiers on the battlefield the order to "charge forward", and then let these guys play at will, and no longer care about their lives.

Oh sorry, they were meant to be dead.

These new skeleton soldiers, the fire of the soul in their skulls is unsurprisingly weak and mixed. After they were forcibly awakened by the 'Soul Caller', they were completely unconscious and only retained some of the most basic instincts. Although they were intelligent creatures in their lifetime, they are now less intelligent than the dancing bears in the circus.

Of course, things would have been very different once Willers took over.

Willers swept over the six hundred skeleton soldiers with his own mental power, and easily took over their control. This is different from forcibly suppressing and manipulating those ordinary undead. When the 'Soulcaller' wakes up these skeletons, they will leave a special mark in advance. Willers only needs to activate these marks to make the skeleton soldiers familiar with himself The fluctuations of the soul fire, you can easily control them.

Among the group of skeleton soldiers, one guy's soul fire was a little special, and it seemed that there was still a vague sense of consciousness, but Willers didn't care about it. What if you can really wake up? The 'Eternal Body' has never lacked conscious undead creatures.

He divided the newly controlled skeleton soldiers into ten teams, and sent five of them into the battlefield, while the other ones stayed by his side as a reserve team, and the skeleton with a trace of consciousness was also kept by him.

The follow-up thing depends on your own destiny. He glanced at the skeleton casually.

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Although the frontal battlefield is very long, there are more undead fighting in it. At this time, the entire battlefield was already a bit crowded due to the continuous addition of fresh troops from both sides. In a few places where the fighting was particularly intense, the fallen corpses had even piled up in mountains, and spellcasters on both sides were repeatedly fighting for control of the dead corpses.

A certain mountain of corpses that had been seized from control was driven by powerful magical power, and the entire mountain of corpses began to slowly tremble and wriggle, as if some kind of huge monster was about to wake up from its eternal slumber. But then, another powerful magical impact hit the corpse mountain directly, causing the monster that was about to wake up to return to silence again.

Various kinds of magic fly back and forth, looking for different hapless people. Not long ago, a green sphere containing corrosive energy rushed towards Willers. However, when the sphere was about to hit it, it was directly hit by a dark ray and disintegrated instantly.

The corrosive acid swayed in the air, and Willers ordered the skeleton soldiers around him to protect himself layer by layer, so as to avoid the fate of returning to the 'Death Skull'.

Willers doesn't like going back very much. He knows that a cannon fodder manipulator like himself, if there is no major battle, God knows how long it will take for him to be resurrected again.

In fact, Willers couldn't tell which of the flying magic belonged to his side and which belonged to the opposite side. For a small piece like him, you only need to control the smaller pieces, and you don't need to worry about the extra things.

The front line has advanced a lot due to the addition of the Death Knight and the Abomination Legion. Willers also saw two frost dragons across the entire battlefield, flying towards the back of the pitch-black castle. what to do...

After a simple observation of the battlefield, Willers controlled the skeleton soldiers under him and moved forward silently, fighting with a group of ghouls rushing out of the dark castle.

He took advantage of the number of skeleton soldiers to divide the corpse monsters, surrounded them into smaller battle groups, and then slowly eliminated them.

Undead creatures with almost infinite time have patience. Compared with returning to the 'Eternal Body' and doing nothing, Willers actually prefers this kind of battle. At least it reminds him of the old days, and the existence after reincarnation. significance.

The commander of our "small" team of skeleton soldiers, Willers, was a well-known garrison captain in his home town before his death. He also had more than 100 well-trained young men, so he knew a lot of tactics.

To be honest, there are more than 100 guards. If it is now, a medium-sized village and town may have less than 30 guards. There are only a dozen or so militiamen in a small town owned by a certain baron, and the combat effectiveness of these ten people is not as effective as two big dogs.

However, Willers was born in the chaotic 'Dark Ages', during which most of the human settlements could not be said to be full of soldiers, but on the whole it was not too much.

Those more than 100 people are the limit force that the whole town can gather, but they still can't stop the fate of the town's destruction.

If there were so many combat powers to drive at that time, the beautiful town in my hometown would not have been attacked by the ogres and gnolls in the forest. Every time Willers takes over these mindless skeleton soldiers, he can't help thinking that.

In addition to his identity as the captain of the garrison, Willers was a hopeless magic apprentice during his lifetime, which was the key to his spiritual power being able to control a thousand skeleton soldiers.

Of course, the magic apprentice at that time was not a glorious identity at all. Not only did the previously oppressed aliens and otherworldly creatures counterattack and continue to hunt down mages, even among humans, many people did not like the rule of mages, and then they would not like the rule of mages. All spellcasters are hostile, even an entry-level apprentice of magic.

Therefore, after Willers was able to perceive the magic power, he just taught himself a basic meditation technique and a few simple zero-level spells according to a certain book, hiding from his parents, and later his wife and daughter.

It is a pity that although these studies have greatly exercised and increased Willers' mental strength, he has not improved much in terms of combat effectiveness. He had to rely on his iron sword at that time~lightnovelpub.net~ and kill Some fighting skills that the goblins have exercised will do.

This kind of combat power is good for killing goblins and human robbers, but it can't compete with the robust ogres, let alone resist the tide of monster attacks.

Willers remembered that the gate of the town was smashed by several ogres with thick tree trunks, and then he and a few brave boys blocked it with their bodies.

He fought bravely to kill several gnolls who rushed in, but was smashed by an ogre with a missing ear on his sternum with a mace.

Blood splattered, bones shattered, and Willers was smashed and flew out.

In the air, he saw countless monsters pouring in from the gate of the town, and the low fence was also full of goblins, howling and crying endlessly.

He fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up no matter how hard he tried. Unable to hold a sword, he could only vomit blood and use the only attack magic he knew - the zero-level spell 'Freezing Ray'.

The thin ice-blue ray, with all of Willers' unwillingness, hit the ogre's leg with one missing ear. The lethality of that spell was extremely limited, and it only slowed down the ogre's actions, but the other party suddenly kept retreating with fear, and the other monsters also stopped attacking at the same time.

The scene was quiet for a moment.

Unfortunately, this situation only lasted for a short time. When the monsters recovered from their fright, Willers saw the ogre roar angrily, strode towards him with the ferocious mace in his hand.

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