"Empress Dowager, listen to the singing outside the array!" Master Fuyin said excitedly.

Maggie didn't understand why, and when she listened, she seemed to hear a trace of strings and a man's humming voice from the deafening shouts outside. The rhythm of the piano sound was very strong, but the scout was very strange. It was not in the comfortable channel of the human ear. Combined with the inexplicable sound of whip, it sounded like someone was whipping his emotions. The man's murmur and the occasional cry of the woman were even more like nothing, floating high in the air, as if it was forcibly peeled off the piano sound.

Gradually, the sound of the piano began to be fierce and the drum beats began to sound. But for some reason, the drum music that should have been passionate always gave people a sense of oppression. It seemed that someone was constantly pushing them forward, even if they were falling or rubbing their faces on the ground, the person behind them was still pushing forward regardless of whether they were pushing forward. After listening carefully, you could feel a strong sense of irritability and crisis in the song. The more you listened, the more uncomfortable you felt, and the more you listened, the more you felt.

"What kind of broken song is this? Who is playing it? Isn't it making trouble for the army?" Maggie asked with a frown.

"It's King Stark! To be precise, it's the magical plants in his army! What I can recognize are [Whispering calamus], [Crying Kale], [Beating Drum Wood], [Sanxian Grass]... It's awesome. It's such a masterpiece!" Master Wuxiong sighed.

"Is it good? Which of the pastors of the evangelical factions in the army sings better than this thing?" Maggie asked curiously.

"It's different. The Queen Mother thinks that this song makes people irritate because it's an attack song, which attacks the undead, especially the most vulnerable souls of the undead summoners! Believe me, in the ears of the undead, the lethality of this song may be more than ten times stronger than ours! Do you see if the undead's actions outside are different from what they were just now?" said Master Fu Hidden.

Just at this moment, a battlefield flare of the Light Mage slowly rose up, illuminating the entire position of the night. I saw that the undead bones on the position seemed to be no longer free, and some undead summoning objects even began to fall on the battlefield inexplicably.

"How could this happen?" Maggie was surprised and happy.

Master Mizuho made a little embarrassed. In fact, he didn't know much about the undead, but he still said it: "[Wild Calamus], [Carrot], these magical plants have been discovered to affect people's emotions very early. In the endless forest, there are also natural mages who specialize in this. They hope to put these magical plants together to form songs that can use gains or debuffs on the battlefield on a large scale like the evangelicals. However, as far as I know, these efforts have not been successful, because each magical plant has its own different cultivation methods, both [Beat the Drum Wood], the planting of the snare drum sound and the gong sound

The conditions for training are also different. It is too difficult to get a whole band of plants by one person, and the cost-effectiveness of the effort is not cost-effective. Moreover, playing a separate note and a complete piece of musical theory is extremely different from the necessary reserves of music theory, let alone the melody harmonious effect of all notes superimposed into a specific effect. The difficulty is more difficult than that of a simple female evangelical. And each plant needs to arrange different roles by itself. If there is any mistake in the war, you have to cultivate another one. It is really not easy. I really can't imagine how King Stark did it..."

Seeing Maggie's face begin to feel unhappy, Master Fujihiro knew that he had made another nagging bad habit, so he quickly pulled back the theme of running away: "I don't really understand the matter of the undead, but it is an indisputable fact that the soul of the undead is fragile than that of a normal person..."

After Dai Lin went to war, the beautiful Niu Mura, who served Maggie on the side, pursed her lips and said, "Empress Dowager, I have almost been transformed into an undead. I am also a part of the Light Department, but I know a little about this. If the Empress Dowager doesn't mind, I can explain it to you."

Maggie shook her head and pointed to Murah: "You said."

Mura gently pinched Maggie's shoulder and said, "The Necromancer needs to inject a little soul into each skeleton to facilitate mage manipulation. The amount of soul required to manipulate the undead summons is very low, and it is not a core soul, so the loss is also lost. This is why the undead mage can summon the undead continuously. However, this also leads to the lack of soul energy of those undead summons, and the resistance to those skills that can directly attack the soul is very low."

"My master's "Dream Requiem" is indeed as Master Fu Hidden said. It took the master a long time to debug it. It is a war song that can directly attack souls on a large scale. The attack power of this song is really not strong. When we listen to it, we feel a little irritable and uncomfortable. But for the undead summoning objects all over the battlefield, this song is a very fatal blow. Because the key point is here-"

Here Mura deliberately sold an official, and then paused and said: "Although a powerful necromancer has a very powerful soul, if the 1,000 undead summons it summoned at the same time, the damage of these souls will accumulate to a very unbearable level."

"Earlier in the Battle of Rapids, my master flooded 200,000 undead summons with a flood, and directly destroyed almost all the middle and high-level combat powers of the Rapids Fort, and took down the Rapids without bloodshed. So the undead soldiers you see fell in large pieces, such as the undead mages who could not bear huge soul damage, and had to take the initiative to give up the undead summons they summoned."

Maggie thought silently for a while, then turned to ask Master Kirihiro: "You are not even as good as a little tauren maid?"

Master Fujihide looked aggrieved: "I am a natural mage. I have never been a scholar of the undead..."

Maggie was stunned. Originally, when Emperor Tyrell approved the study of undead magic, Maggie recruited two undead researchers. But later, Marshal Molgadi was wiped out because he mistakenly accepted the traitors from the undead. After hearing the news, Maggie directly chopped off the undead researchers she recruited without saying a word. This cut caused the Duchy of Baratheon that actually didn't even have a person who knew a little about the undead...

"Don't be a maid for Dai...Stucker. Follow me. I will be my undead consultant in the future." Maggie said.

Maggie's words were shocked. You should know that there has always been a tradition of discriminating against Asians. Hiring a tauren woman who came from unknown to be a consultant? What is the Queen Mother going to do?
Chapter completed!