Seeing that his soldiers were moving faster, they were about to reach the bottom of the other city wall, Kodmus, who saw all this through the Eagle Eye, had new questions.

"Why not use the ghost scorpion mantle?" He asked the vampire officers around him like this: "Our army came from afar and did not prepare too many siege machinery. Although some hook claws have temporarily created some ladders. However, it is still a bit too difficult for the city wall as high as 12 meters. If the ghost scorpion mantle is used, the situation will definitely be much better."

After hearing what Codomes said, Ram nodded and continued to answer the Count's doubts in detail.

"We are not using the Ghost Scorpion Mantis. In fact, the reason why we are using these 'tactical equipment' has not yet appeared is to prevent the opponent's artillery from causing too much damage to them. After all, the weapons h that are plugged on the carapace are not too solid."

"Oh...is it the tactic? It's underground?" Coudomes suddenly realized.

"Yes, underground." Ram replied.

So Codmus continued to ask: "Then the undead troops that deliberately arranged in dense arrays are also a cover for those ghost scorpion mantis?"

Ram then nodded: "That's true."

"Is that true... So that's it. Speaking of the new term 'tactical equipment', Valed was first invented by him. It's such an interesting word."

"indeed."

As the conversation between the two people ended, fifteen meters ahead of the undead army, the ground raised upwards - and then, a group of ghost scorpion mantles with shovel-like arms suddenly emerged. I believe that before this, they had been digging and advancing underground with these huge, solid, black shovels emitting ominous light. The shovel turned back into a sharp axe-blade sickle after the scorpion mantle monster accidentally swung.

These monsters with black shells shook the soil and dirt stained on their bodies, then raised their heads and looked at the Emperor's soldiers with vicious red light. At the same time, they finally let out a chaotic growl of unknown significance.

"This, these monsters are ghost scorpion mantle! Many emperors who have fought with the undead army shouted in horror. Some even fell to the ground and howled wildly as if they were mentally broken. It seems that the mental trauma left on them by these steel monsters is indeed very serious.

Unlike the previous experimental and small-scale use, after several years of mass production, Sylvania has accumulated a sufficient number of ghost scorpion mantle. This time in the siege against Ultradorf, Sylvania invested... 600.

At each city wall, there are 150 ghosts, scorpions and mantles that are thrown into the siege! Such a number, such lethality, and such combat power are enough to influence the situation of a war.

Amid the Emperor's surprise screams and howls, the ghost scorpion mantles launched an attack. The arthropods contracted and stretched. The ghost scorpion mantles jumped up and rushed to the wall of Ultradorf. The steel claws with barbed ends pierced deeply into the rocks, allowing the ghost scorpion mantles to be firmly fixed on the wall. Then they jumped again and jumped to the top of the city. The twelve-meter-high majestic wall of Ultradorf only blocked these monsters for less than five seconds.

The ghost scorpion mantles who fell to the city wall crushed to death, tore up some unlucky emperors, and then began a high-efficiency massacre. The boiling oil columns sprayed in the mouthpiece, the two machine guns fixed on the rotating turret on the shell, and the axe blade and sickle that was enough to cut three whole cows into a halve... The ghost scorpion mantles who were armed to the teeth almost instantly killed the emperors who landed at the site. Then they moved quickly, leaving behind a piece of incomplete corpses, and continued to fight on another battlefield.

In this way, the ghost scorpion mantis quickly opened up a blank area on the city wall. Then a group of ghost scorpion mantis guarded both ends of the blank area to guard against the Emperor**, while others jumped down the city wall again. The skeleton soldiers who received the instructions immediately hugged the arthropods of the ghost scorpion mantis, and their protruding tails were as close as possible. The Tangmen who put on the skeleton soldiers climbed up to the city again with a gentler and slower movement.

It started over and over again. Soon, using the ghost scorpion mantis as a means of transport, a large number of skeleton soldiers boarded the city. These soldiers cooperated with the ghost scorpion mantis to continue to attack the emperor. The situation became uncontrollable.

"What the hell is this?!"

Standing on a turret, wielding the rune sword filled with positive energy, Marshal Franz, who was fighting with the ghosts, looked at these dark, big bug-like monsters in surprise, and broke through the line of defense that he was proud of, and couldn't help but scream in surprise. Then, the old marshal heard a "suddenly" gust of wind breaking. Then he felt the blackness in front of him. When he looked up, he saw a ghost scorpion mantis jumping into the air and pounced towards the turret--

"how--"

Then there was a loud "boom" sound, and the ghost scorpion mantle fell on the fort. Marshal Franz was pushed down by the air wave it stirred up. Then he felt his legs hurt severely. When he looked down, he saw that his legs were torn to pieces by the ghost scorpion mantle's claws, leaving only a few pieces of flesh and blood to the upper body, but it was completely useless...

"Damn it--" Marshal Franz struggled, trying to get up. Then he saw the malignant blood-red eyes of the ghost scorpion mantis, his open mouth--a boiling oil column suddenly sprayed at him, covering him in the flames.

"ah--"

The severe pain caused by the burning of the body made Marshal Franz scream. The scream went from high to low, and only half of it stopped... but it was because Marshal Franz's lungs and throat were burned.

In this way, the old marshal's lower body was torn into pieces, and his upper body was burned into a piece of coke. His death was extremely miserable... and his death also declared the fall of the capital of the Sigma Empire, the capital of the Sigma Empire.

On August 4, 2338, the undead army captured the imperial capital, Ultradorf, and the guardian general, the imperial marshal Franz, was killed, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the city were martyred. The humanistic and artistic treasures accumulated by the empire for thousands of years were destroyed...

After learning the news, the remaining cities in Rick and Weissenland had no will to resist. They all submitted a statement and asked to surrender to Silvania.
Chapter completed!