Chapter 981: Battle of Reclamation

Half a month later, except for the 9th Battalion which served as the logistics force, the Blue Gauze Battalion, the 4th Battalion and the 5th Battalion, totaling more than 10,000 people, all entered the gray fog space.

They left the area covered by the gray fog and formed a battle array on the plain.

Weilin, Kyle, Odor and Celeste stood in the air, observing the situation around them.

When intelligent creatures leave the range covered by the gray fog, they will definitely attract gray creatures to come. This is the rule summarized by the troops stationed in the gray fog space over the years.

Half an hour later, there were vibrations on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, dense swarms of gray creatures emerged from the ground and spread across the plain.

At a glance, most of them are at the bronze rank, and there are tens of thousands of them.

Above the sky, more than a hundred gray creatures with bodies tens of meters long broke through the air, stopped among the army of gray creatures, and stared at the intelligent creatures near the gray fog.

Looking at the appearance of the monster, the soldier standing in the front row swallowed.

Most of the weak gray creatures resemble mice, with three sharp claws on their front legs, hind legs shaped like horseshoes, a mouth on their abdomen, three pairs of compound eyes on their heads, and a sharp mouth on their tentacles.

"Clear out the high-level grey creatures, and hand over the bronze-level grey creatures to the army for disposal."

Hearing this, the three nodded and began to act.

"Wow—"

Sharp cries echoed throughout the space, and tens of thousands of gray creatures attacked the army like a tide.

More than a hundred gold-level gray creatures fluttered the wings on their backs and attacked forward.

Several blades of light appeared, cutting through the sky with terrifying power, splitting everything in two wherever they passed.

Debris rained down from the sky, smashing into the ground among the gray creatures.

The tide of gray creatures that had no idea what fear was continued to surge forward without stopping.

In less than three minutes, the sky was cleared.

On the ground, the fear in the eyes of the soldiers in the front row gradually dissipated, and they gripped their weapons tightly, ready to fight.

One after another, the spears were shot into the tide of gray creatures by the modified three-bed crossbows, leaving a short purple blood path, but it was soon filled with new gray creatures.

In the sky, Weilin folded his arms across his chest, looking at the battlefield on the ground.

In this battle, Eden was the leader, with Greg and Isius providing assistance, commanding more than 10,000 people to resist the tide of gray creatures.

When the time is right, Kyle and his team will clear the area and wipe out the tide of gray creatures.

In the future, the management of the Gray Fog Space would mainly rely on military hunting. At most, he would leave behind one Soul-level strongman to guard the place in case of any emergency.

Therefore, when developing, the army must be allowed to come into contact with gray creatures as much as possible, overcome their inner fears, and hone their hunting skills.

When the first bronze-level gray creature crashed into the iron shield, more than three thousand gray creatures had already died on the way.

"kill!"

With a roar, a bloody melee combat began.

More than a thousand soldiers thrust their three-meter-long spears through the gaps in the shield wall, and then suddenly pulled them back.

The sound of wailing resounded throughout the battlefield, and purple juice splashed everywhere, dyeing the black iron shield purple.

As the battle progressed, officers at all levels strictly followed military orders. The wounded were dragged back and handed over to priests for treatment. The dead had their breastplates torn off and pushed behind their shields, forming a wall of flesh and blood.

For the gray creatures that charge mindlessly, you only need to maintain the shield wall and the soldiers in the rear will look for opportunities to hack and kill them to reduce their numbers.

The damaged areas were pushed back mainly by elite swordsmen.

Behind the battle formation, the archers and the three crossbowmen did not stop at all. They adjusted their positions and launched crossbow arrows and spears into the tide of gray creatures.

When the number of casualties reached 200, Weilin sent a message to Kyle through his mind: "It's time to clear the area."

Kyle, who was standing high in the sky, nodded slightly after hearing this, and split into three thousand silver clones and sent them into the battlefield.

At the same time, golden flames ignited in front of the shield wall, burning the gray creatures.

Under Kyle's control, when the life breath of the gray creature dissipates, it will stop burning.

If everything is burned to black ash, the loss will be huge.

In less than ten minutes, all the remaining tens of thousands of gray creatures were dead, and their black corpses lay scattered on the grass.

The enemies were all wiped out, and the soldiers' tense nerves relaxed.

After resting for ten minutes, Eden ordered the battlefield to be cleaned up and the bodies of the fallen soldiers to be collected.

The bodies of gray creatures cannot be in contact with the ground for too long, or they will quickly hatch.

The exhausted soldiers and officers dragged their tired bodies and began to clean up the battlefield, dragging the corpses of the gray creatures onto a high platform made of wooden boards and placing them there, awaiting subsequent processing.

While the army was busy, Kyle returned to his master.

Seeing Kyle coming, Weilin was silent for a moment, then said, "The army killed 12,373 gray creatures, and the three battalions lost a total of 206 people, 3,177 people, and rescued 7,738 times."

"One hundred and fifty priests, one hundred and forty-three collapsed from exhaustion."

"Fortunately, they are disciples of Pastor Lavia, otherwise the number of casualties would have to include the pastor who died of exhaustion."

Hearing what his master said, Kyle said, "Master, Holy Flame and the clone reported that I have killed a total of 23,573 gray creatures, 587 of which are silver-level, and the rest are bronze-level."

Upon hearing this, Weilin nodded, looked up at the sky, and said, "So many people have gathered here, but no Soul-level grey creature has appeared. Could it be that the Soul-level grey creature we encountered last time is the only one in this area?"

"I don't think it's possible." Kyle shook his head and said, "Perhaps the soul-level grey creatures have developed their own thoughts. Knowing that they are invincible, they will not come here to die."

"Maybe."

Weilin responded somewhat uncertainly.

In the gray fog space, there is no distinction between day and night, there is always only day.

Thanks to the efforts of more than 10,000 soldiers from three battalions, more than 30,000 corpses of gray creatures were piled up around the gray fog, forming more than 100 mountains of flesh.

The remaining thousands of gray creature corpses had no time to be cleaned up and had already decayed and merged with the earth.

After resting for ten hours, Weilin ordered that the three battalions of more than 10,000 soldiers be divided into more than 1,000 teams of ten people each, and each team was allocated thirty gray creature corpses.

Looking at the more than 1,000 gray corpses that had not yet been distributed, Weilin touched his chin, then waved his hand and ordered Eden, "Officers, lead by example. Each person will be given three to five more."

"Yes, Lord Lord."

Upon hearing this, Eden, Greg and Isius looked at each other, then bowed their heads and spoke in response.

After leaving the slaughterhouse, Weilin came to a tent, opened the curtain, and walked straight in.

"Uncle, how is the planning of the ground fortress going?"