Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

The next morning, the thick fog in the mountains and forests had not yet dissipated, and the rumbling drums and horns began to sound again in the evil orc camp that had been noisy all night.

Last night, Pierce asked several teams of soldiers to float down from the upstream on rafts, approached the river bank and camped at the evil orc camp on the river beach. Standing on the raft toward the place where the campfire was shining, fired a few random shots, regardless of whether there was any If you don’t hit the target, you will immediately evacuate downstream.

Almost every hour, the evil orc camp will stir up a noise, or the screams of unlucky people who have been inexplicably shot by cold guns, and they will almost never settle down.

Sure enough, just as dawn, these evil orcs who had suffered cerebral hemorrhage all night immediately roared and started crossing the river again.

Pierce could see their hideous and angry facial expressions through the thick fog and their blood-filled eyes that had been stuck all night.

A cool mountain breeze blew, and Pierceton felt refreshed. He stood on the whistle tower and raised his head in the wind and took a deep breath of fresh air.

The air in the early morning seemed to be mixed with a pungent smell. It was not the smell of blood and rotten corpse that often appeared on the battlefield, but it was similar to a fishy smell of meat that had been fermented for a long time, and mixed with some herbal fragrance. , it seems to be mixed with a little oil.

The blood clan's talented sense of smell is extremely sensitive, but if the smell is not there, Pierce dared not be completely sure, and subconsciously turned to look at Asdaren, wanting to seek his advice.

"Teacher, I seem to smell a strange smell. It shouldn't be here. It's...unsense."

Asdaren nodded. He is now a pure alchemy life and has lost all his sense of smell, but as a blood clan in the past, he naturally understood Pierce's current feelings.

"Don't doubt it. If you are sure that this smell exists, it must exist. The talented sense of smell of the blood clan will never deceive you."

Pierce immediately had the confidence and immediately ordered the messenger, "Let the soldiers evacuate from the first line of defense in advance and defend the second line of defense..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a noise came from the river beach, accompanied by countless screams and roars.

Pierce and Asdarren looked closely and found that at some point the bottom of the river, an extremely huge beast-headed and human-body monster suddenly emerged.

That strange pungent smell became even stronger...

"Not good! Go quickly! Let the soldiers evacuate the defense line immediately and retreat to the fortress!" Pierce felt a bad premonition in his heart, and loudly urged the soldiers who were sending the order.

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"Captain! Captain! Commander asked us to evacuate directly from the defense line and retreat back to the fortress!" The messenger rushed all the way into the trenches, got up and spit out a mouthful of mud, and roared loudly against Vaughan's ear.

A terrifying beast-headed monster crawled out of the river, wrapped in the rotten mud at the bottom of the river, and its body was covered with various ugly suture scars. The skin was pale and greasy. A pair of crooked and bulging reds were placed on the swollen beast's head. Giant eyes.

The huge body more than five meters high covered the evil orcs who crossed the river and slowly advanced towards their first line of defense.

Vaughan discovered that the evil orcs on the other side of the river were beginning to assemble again, and they seemed to be waiting for the opportunity for the giant beast to break through the defense line.

He organized three volleys, and except for killing several evil orcs who were wandering beside the monster, he left dozens of less obvious charred gun holes on the giant beast.

This guy is not afraid of shooting at any angle of the magic gun, and even aiming it at its head will be useless.

Vaughan didn't even see blood coming out after it was shot. What kind of monster is this?

"Escape, we evacuate directly, Duff! Take your team and stay with me for the rear."

Everyone followed the orders in unison and began to organize their own teams to evacuate to the fortress in an orderly manner along the trench excavated longitudinally.

Vaughn led himself and the twenty veterans of the Daff team of the sharpshooter team to retreat along the trench to the second line of defense, set up a shooting position, and delayed the evacuation time for the retreating comrades.

The giant beast took heavy steps and easily leveled the earth buns and trenches piled up on the first line of defense. It turned its swollen red eyes in an extremely slow manner, as if searching for attack targets on the battlefield.

Vaughan held the magic gun in his hand tightly, lay down in the trench and secretly observed the giant beast. While its sight had just swept across the area where it was, he immediately poked his head slightly, aimed at the other party's giant eyes and pulled the trigger.

The eyeball that he locked up exploded and spurted out a large stream of black and red pus. Even if it was a distance of dozens of meters, Vaughan could vaguely smell a strong smell. He shrank his body Back in the trench, he couldn't help but retching twice in pain.

Duff next to him was even more stinky and tears flowed out of his eyes. For a moment, various dry retching and coughing from other soldiers came from the position.

"Go... let's retreat too, captain, it smells so smelly...give..."

Vaughan nodded, turned around and waved quickly to the soldiers on the outpost fortress walls, seeking cover for retreat.

Everyone jumped out of the trench one by one, arched their bodies and ran wildly towards the main castle. Vaughn deliberately slowed down and fell behind, turning back from time to time to observe the enemy's distance.

The evil orc hiding behind the giant beast saw the soldiers starting to escape the battlefield, and immediately rushed over the giant beast and rushed towards them. Several short bone spears whizzed over Vaughan's body, scaring him. I was sweating all over.

The soldiers on the fortress wall also began to raise their guns and fight back, providing cover for their retreating comrades.

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Vaughn suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind him, as if a huge object was attacking him out of nowhere. He subconsciously jumped forward, and noticed a huge black shadow passing over his head and smashing into the group of soldiers running in front of him.

It was a rock bigger than a man, lifted up from the soil by the giant beast and thrown over.

An unlucky soldier was directly pressed under the rock with his upper body, and blood oozing out from the cracks. He was obviously dead.

There were several soldiers on both sides who were affected by the thrown stones and fell to the ground and rolled and screamed in pain. Although the others were scared, they did not forget to rescue their companions. They quickly pulled them up from the ground and dragged them back.

Vaughn and Dave looked at each other, and rushed forward together to pick up a soldier whose legs were broken and the most seriously injured, and ran away, dripping blood along the way.

Several huge boulders flew over and hit the wall of the outpost fortress heavily, but the damage caused was almost negligible. After all, it was a cement wall made of concrete and stone strips, and only a few small wall fragments broke.

Vaughn and Duff's team rushed back to the fortress dangerously. Two huge alchemy beasts stood up and blocked the gate of the fortress tightly.

"Tell the soldiers not to waste ammunition and try to attack the beast again." Asdalen suggested to Pierce, "I suspect this is a kind of stitched corpse puppet made by the evil orc spellcaster. Among them, there must be an undead spellcaster who is good at using death energy like Lord Harvey..."

Pierce looked at the bloody bodies of seven or eight soldiers lying under the city wall, feeling extremely heartbroken. They were all the first batch of veterans he recruited and trained personally.

They were less than fifty steps away from retreating to the fortress, but they died under the stone throwing attack of the damn corpse puppet monster.

On the riverbank in the distance, several corpse puppets of the same size appeared and were slowly advancing towards the outpost fortress under the cover of the evil orcs.

"Ask Lord Harvey for help!" Pierce's eyes widened and he gritted his teeth as he ordered the messenger.