King

Chapter 38 Big Tonic

The potion of courage is not a potion of innocence. It can make people become bloodthirsty and warlike, but human instincts are still there.

Faced with a scary thing like a skeleton that doesn't distinguish between friend and foe, no one has time to hide, so how can they take the initiative to get together?

Knowing that he knew it, the old man in gray robe was still unwilling to give in. If we don't seize the opportunity to rush into the camp, this operation will fail again.

Regardless of maintaining his superior image, Gray Robe personally appeared behind the team and strictly ordered the rebels to keep up with the skeleton monster.

"Pour on the fire oil and burn this pile of skeletons and dregs!"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the pouring fire oil directly enveloped the five skeleton monsters, and in an instant they transformed into five mobile fire skeletons.

Faintly, Hudson could already smell the smell of burning bones. From time to time, heart-rending roars were heard, which was the fear coming from the depths of the soul.

Perhaps due to stimulation or a desperate struggle, the skeleton monster burned by the flames became more and more crazy, forcing the coalition soldiers to retreat step by step.

"Hold it, these monsters will be finished soon."

Hudson tried to mobilize.

Although he knew that the skeleton monster was the craziest at this time, fighting him from the front was just dancing with his life, but Hudson had no choice.

One general succeeds and ten thousand bones wither. A general is most afraid of being merciful. The more times like this, the more rational it is to remain rational.

It was worthy of being a silver-level skeleton. After the kerosene burned out, the skeleton was still alive and kicking, but a few more bones were broken.

Obviously, the fire just now was still effective. Without any hesitation, Hudson ordered again: "Splash water!"

Only the sound of "呲呲呲" was heard, and countless cracks instantly appeared on the originally solid skeleton frame. Seeing this scene, the originally frightened soldiers were instantly boosted in morale.

The soldier holding the giant hammer rushed to the front and dealt a burst of damage to the skeleton monster.

Although he still suffered a lot of casualties, looking at the bones and debris on the ground, Hudson felt that it was all worth it.

A skeleton monster was shattered into pieces, and the soul fire that had lost the protection of its bones flew out and flew around the camp.

Hudson, who had not yet reacted, directly collided with the soul fire. The mysterious compass lurking in his body suddenly moved, and then nothing happened.

They are all energy. Magic crystals and magic cores can be used as food for Compass. It seems that there is nothing difficult to accept if you eat some skeleton monster's soul fire.

At this moment, the remaining four skeletons were no longer hateful enemies in Hudson's eyes, but energy packages delivered to his door.

Judging from Luo Pan's reaction, the effect of swallowing a ball of silver skull's soul fire is better than swallowing a dozen magic crystals before.

There was no surprise. After persisting for a while, the four severely injured skeleton monsters finally turned into food for the mysterious compass.

Without the threat of the skeleton monster, Hudson was mostly relieved, even though the enemy had already rushed into the camp.

"Retreat to the third line of defense, and the archers will cover it!"

Breaking through two lines of defense in one fell swoop was a great victory. The old man in gray clothes in the rebel camp was not happy at all.

The five skeletons he had high hopes for failed too quickly. Although the initial plan was completed, the results achieved were not satisfactory to him.

It seemed that they had taken away hundreds of ordinary soldiers from the enemy, but dozens of their own people died at the hands of the skeleton monster.

I originally thought that by tearing open the enemy's camp gate, I could march straight in. I didn't expect that my opponent was too stubborn. After breaking through the camp, there would be a second line of defense and a third line of defense...

Although each line of defense was not solid, just a few rows of wooden horse-repelling stakes + fences, it was still a threat to the charging soldiers.

The moment it was blocked by obstacles, the enemy's archers had already taken action. Clearing the roadblocks can only be done under the rain of arrows. With the rebels' rudimentary equipment, someone will fall every time they take a step forward.

The elite grain-burning team with high hopes was originally supposed to sneak in secretly, but was forced to rush to the front line and became a death squad.

The tragic situation was unbearable to look at, and in an instant, more than half of them were lost to the rain of arrows. In addition to secretly cursing his subordinates for their incompetence, the old man in gray robe found that he could do nothing now.

Summon the skeleton again and just think about it. How can there be no price for performing such evil magic?

It seems that the old man in gray robe has not changed much, but in fact it is completely the opposite. If it weren't for the protection of the Lord of Skeletons, his soul would have been swallowed up by the world of the dead.

Seeing that the effect of the medicine was about to end, the old man in gray robe stamped his feet anxiously. The more panicked you are, the easier it is to make the wrong decision.

Under the command of the old man in gray robe, countless rebel soldiers launched rounds of desperate attacks. Hudson, who was commanding the battle, was greatly shocked.

I've seen people who risk their lives, but I've never seen people who risk their lives like this. If there are tens of thousands of rebels, there is no problem in just adding lives to the pile.

But now there are obviously more defenders. According to this desperate fighting method, what will happen even if the entire defense line is torn apart?

After surveying the battlefield, it was initially determined that the rebel casualties had exceeded 20%. A normal army would have collapsed by now.

The effect of the courage potion paralyzed the nerves of the rebel soldiers, making them bloodthirsty and belligerent, but the constant falling of their companions around them also stung their nerves.

Fear began to spread in the hearts of the rebel soldiers, but the hindrance caused by nerve paralysis made them still fight instinctively.

On the observation deck, Hudson picked up his bow and arrow and targeted the old man in gray robe.

The sharp arrow shot out of the air like a bolt of lightning. Unfortunately, a soldier in front suddenly rushed over and blocked the arrow for the old man in gray robe.

The thrilling scene made the old man in gray instantly feel like he was dead. As a master, he is not good at physical combat.

Without any hesitation, the old man in gray robe decisively chose to retreat. His instinct told him that if he didn't run away quickly, he would have to meet the Lord of Skeletons.

After taking a souvenir look at the battlefield, the old man in gray robe became heartless and fled directly into the woods, disappearing from Hudson's sight in an instant.

Not only was Hudson not annoyed at not being able to do his best, but he was extremely happy.

The arrow just shot was just to scare the rebel commander. He didn't expect that it could take away a rebel soldier one hundred and fifty meters away.

Extraordinary performance?

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, he immediately took out another sharp arrow and shot it at a rebel leader.

There was a "whoosh" sound, and a rebel leader a hundred meters away was hit by an arrow and fell down.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Within one hundred and fifty meters, anyone caught by him would not escape death. Such a precise hit rate made Hudson doubt that he had become a marksman.

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