146 079. Hashashins and King Rahamma -3 Part Two

The spear shafts over three metres long failed to penetrate the armour on the undead. No – the weapons shattered into bits, instead.

At the same time, the chariots and the cavalry collided with the pike wall. The noises of explosions rocked the night sky.

Aslan’s pike soldiers were flung hard away in random directions.

The unlucky ones caught in front were mercilessly crushed by the skeleton hooves, while the ones standing to the left and right got shredded to bloody bits by the hooks attached to the wheels of the chariots.

“Infantrymen, advance!”

“Necromancers, summon the Bone Golems, now!”

“We need slaves! The supply of slaves…!”

Necromancers quickly grouped up and chanted their next spell. Slaves were dragged towards them in the meantime. The dark magicians used up the lifeforce of the slaves as the offering for demonic energy.

The complexions of the Necromancers became deathly pale in an instant.

“A-attack with magic!”

“What is the siege weapon regiment doing?! Stop those things!”

The Necromancers hurriedly chanted attack magic next. Balls of flame materialised in the air before crashing into the giant stone statues. Meanwhile, ballistas were aimed at the Golems before firing their projectiles.

Bang! Boom! Thud!

The flames burned on the bodies of the statues, and after getting struck by the projectiles, they stumbled and faltered as if they would fall down. However, that was all that happened to them.

The lone eye of a Cyclops Golem sizzled before shooting out a beam of light.

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“R-run…!”

The Necromancers trying to flee were hit by the petrification magic and turned into stone, while the siege weapons in the surroundings solidified and became inoperable, looking as if a layer of concrete had been poured on them.

Meanwhile, the mummies rapidly dashed in. Their destination was the middle of Aslan’s formation. And with nimble, smooth movements full of stunning technique, they swung their scimitars to perform the dances of death.

Every time their blades danced, Aslan soldiers lost their limbs and lives, dyeing the ground crimson in their blood.

Of course, it wasn’t as if the Aslan army was one-sidedly being massacred here. They managed to bring down the holy undead as well.

The Bone Golems stopped the advancing cavalry and chariots, causing the riders to fall to the ground. The waiting soldiers then hacked away at them.

They also entered a messy melee with the skeleton legion rushing in.

But the undead proved to be persistent. If their arms were cut off, they used their maws to bite. Even if their legs were cut off, they still crawled on the ground to kill their enemies.

So, even though the numbers of the undead were steadily decreasing…

“W-why aren’t they decreasing in numbers?!”