Shi Lei was not worried that the Saint Roland army would launch a night raid. In night combat, they had the Plain Fortress at their backs, along with dwarf musketeers, Boar Knights, and undead cavalry. They could be said to have every advantage.
If the enemy charged over, they would only be coming to get beaten.
To put it bluntly, if they did not launch a night raid and merely harassed them, the enemy ought to thank them.
And while the soldiers of the Saint Roland army were enduring the Boar Knights' harassment and were utterly unable to sleep, the people at Plain Fortress were not idle either.
On the battlefield during the day, quite a bit of Undead Energy had been produced as the two sides fought.
Although the undead mage corps led by Gege Wu lacked the strength to participate in battle, they had joined in without the slightest hesitation when it came to competing for Undead Energy.
Among them, the one who absorbed the most was undoubtedly Gege Wu, a Saint Realm Mage.
Ordinary units truly could not compete with him.
However, before this bit of Undead Energy had even warmed in their hands, it was all infused into Bloodhand.
In fact, it was not just Gege Wu. In this wave, even Shi Lei himself had acted as a charger for Bloodhand, hoping only that Bloodhand could recover as much as possible and thereby buy them more time.
Unfortunately, Shi Lei's personal cultivation was still too weak in comparison. At this stage, he was only an Extraordinary Realm Mage.
Moreover, considering that he still had to command the battle and occasionally needed to use some True Word Spells, he had infused only half of his own mana into Bloodhand.
His meager mana, injected into Bloodhand's current Vertical