3,000 skeleton shortbowmen were gone just like that. To summon 3,000 skeleton shortbowmen, it would require nearly 100,000 units of soul energy, which really made Li Ziyu feel distressed.
The two types of soldiers, the Skeleton Wildhammer Warriors and the Giant Strength Skeleton Warriors, fought with the enemy at close range, just like the Skeleton Shortbowmen. Their casualties were even more serious than those of the Skeleton Shortbowmen. They were directly defeated and no one was left alive.
The low-level and mid-level skeleton warriors are basically finished, but there are still many reserves of high-level skeleton warriors. Li Ziyu summoned too many high-level skeleton warriors at the beginning, and until now, there are still many high-level skeleton warriors who have not been able to take up their posts.
As for the skeleton undead, there is no need to count them, they are too numerous to count. Li Ziyu prepared 1.5 million skeleton undead before the war, and they were constantly replenished during the battle. Now there should be about 7 legions left. In any case, the casualties of the skeleton undead must have exceeded one million.
This battle also made Li Ziyu realize the difference between low-level and high-level troops.
The coalition's 300,000 elite soldiers killed over a million skeleton undead. After the enemy's full-scale attack, the skeleton undead were only used as cannon fodder and died in large numbers.
However, thanks to the skeleton undead serving as cannon fodder, Li Ziyu was able to quickly summon the skeleton undead, which dragged on the battle. Otherwise, it would have been really dangerous.
The damage to the alien undead was also huge. The skeleton tauren, skeleton hill trolls, skeleton gnolls and other alien undead were almost wiped out, and there were not many skeleton beasts left.
In order to fight against the coalition forces, Li Ziyu prepared a skeleton giant porpoise, a skeleton fang wolf, and a lot of other skeleton beasts. After the first battle, there were only more than 200 to less than 300 skeleton giant porpoises left, while there were slightly more skeleton fang wolves, with more than 1,000 left.
It can be said that the alien undead army that he had carefully prepared some time ago was destroyed.
Although the other alien skeletons were almost destroyed, Li Ziyu was more cautious. He still had some skeleton beasts in his hands that he had not sent to the battlefield. It was a Plague Skeleton Wasteland Gray Rat!
This was his backup plan. Li Ziyu had prepared for the worst. If the battle situation was unfavorable or it turned into an irreversible protracted war, he would abandon the Ghost Mountains and send out the Skeleton Wasteland Gray Rat.
The mark of the wasteland gray rat is the plague. It is not very powerful in frontal combat, but it is definitely a powerful weapon. Once it reaches the opposite barracks, as long as there is enough time, Li Ziyu doesn't believe that the other party can survive the plague.
The battle situation is still okay now, and Li Ziyu has no plans to send out the Plague Skeleton Wasteland Gray Rat.
After waiting for a long time, an undead made a rough estimate of the battlefield gains and reported it to Li Ziyu.
Destroy the enemy+.
In addition to the corpses of the coalition soldiers left on the battlefield, there are also many corpses of wild beasts, summons, mounts, etc., which have not yet been counted.
Li Ziyu suffered heavy losses, and the other party also suffered heavy losses.
80,000 soldiers are equivalent to one-third of the enemy's number.
That's the coalition forces, not the undead. Even if the undead suffer heavy losses, they can still be replenished by consuming time and materials. But the coalition forces suffered such heavy losses, it would be fun.
The coalition soldiers were drawn from the elite of the three tribes, but the best of each tribe, some of whom were even the pillars of the tribe, died on the battlefield. For each tribe, it was definitely a devastating disaster.
Such a large number of casualties will also cause internal discord among the other side. After all, they are not a single entity, but an alliance.
There are definitely conflicts within the alliance. These conflicts are not visible at ordinary times, but they will become very sharp when the losses are so huge.
Allied camp, conference room.
"How many soldiers have we lost?" Palmida asked, sitting in the main seat and staring at the generals below.
"More than 80,000." The general said with his head hung.
As soon as he said this, the conference room exploded.
Everyone present knew that the losses in the second battle with the undead would be huge, but they did not expect the losses to be over 80,000.
The losses weren't just suffered by the goblins, the headhunters and lizardmen also suffered heavy losses!
They don't care about the loss of goblins. It doesn't matter. It's because goblins are a weak race and there are so many of them. If they don't act as cannon fodder, then who will? Just die.
But the Headhunters and Lizardmen cannot afford such a huge loss. It would be a heavy blow to both tribes, and they may not be able to recover for several years.
Not to mention the people sitting below, even Palmida felt a headache when he heard this number.
He could use his military force to subdue the generals and clan leaders under him, but it would be difficult to suppress the problem of demoralized troops.
The army’s demoralization will reduce its combat effectiveness and morale. What should we do in the next battle?
If we fight, our combat effectiveness will be reduced. If we don't fight, we will lose so many people. Can we just not fight?
And all this fell on his own head. The generals and clan leaders present looked at Palmeda with eyes full of dissatisfaction and anger.
It was you, Palmida, who gave the order for the entire army to attack. Since such a huge loss was caused, you, Palmida, must of course take the responsibility, otherwise it will be difficult for them to explain to their subordinates.
"General President, with so many casualties, how are we going to explain this to our people?" A clan leader finally couldn't help but ask.
"Yeah, handsome president, you have to talk to us."
"So many people can't die in vain. There has to be an explanation."
"Yes, yes, we goblins died the most."
Someone took the lead and the meeting room suddenly became noisy, and everyone asked Palmeda to make the decision.
Palmeda rubbed his brow, swept his cold eyes over everyone present, and suddenly shouted: "Shut up!"
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