Chapter 167

A hiding spot somewhere in the gray fog.

Surrounded by several twisted monsters, a beautiful figure hid among them. She fiddled with the sky-blue magic ball in her hand, and a three-dimensional map of the entire territory of Night Territory emerged in it: "Where did the second-level Chosen of Humanity go? Why didn't he come?"

"Sir, could they have killed Acorn with soldiers?" The answer was from a wizard in a black robe with dry fingers like branches. He had a severe hunchback and looked like an old witch in a fairy tale. "As long as there are enough soldiers, it is not impossible to kill the Chosen, especially since they have city defense crossbows."

In the magic ball, the crossbow being set up at the gate of the territory can be clearly seen.

"No, I have observed the battlefield where Acorn fell. The traces of the battle are clean and neat. The other side has warriors or assassins. We can't act rashly. Let's observe their performance against the zombies first." The woman hiding in the dark reached out her hand, like stroking her cheek, and stroked the magic ball, saying coldly, "The more power you can force out of the enemy, the better. Food No. 1, hold the fog lights farther away. The power of holy light makes me feel sick."

"Yes... Master."

Hearing this, the mage shuddered and slowly took two steps back. The fear and despair in his eyes became even worse.

Who would have thought that he, a human mage, could only obey the orders of corrupted creatures.

"The next food is you. You'd better be mentally prepared."

The mage shuddered with fear and almost dropped his staff. He turned around and ran away.

Fortunately, the woman said gently: "If you take this territory, they will be ahead of you, and you may become food No. 1,000."

"Yes... I will do my best." The mage knelt deeply on the ground.

The temporary fortifications in front of the Starry Night Manor were being built in full swing. Field was standing on the sentry tower behind the stone wall, looking into the distance. After a moment, he saw a crowd of rotten corpses coming.

Then, one of the lonely figures ran forward.

"Is this... the rotten corpse messenger?" Field was confused.

After the rotten corpse entered the range of the fog lights, it raised its hands in a very humane way and walked slowly.

The subhuman archer standing on the stone wall immediately bent his bow and put an arrow.

"Wait, it seems to have something to say."

Field crossed his arms in front of his chest, very curious about what the other party was going to say.

"Hello, humans."

"Sure enough, it's an enemy with wisdom, and it can control corpses." Field's eyes lit up, and he immediately mobilized his fighting spirit. His voice, under the blessing of fighting spirit, made the air buzz. "Hello, lady who controls corpses, please explain your purpose."

"I'm here to get food." The corpse responded, "Just like humans kill cattle and sheep."

"Sorry, I don't agree. Your behavior is a leopard trying to sneak attack a lion." Field folded his hands in front of his chest, "Don't take killing humans for granted. Corrupted creatures can still live without killing people."

"Haha, interesting idea, but I have wisdom, I would rather make a deal with you."

"Oh?"

This is the first time Field has seen such an interesting guy.

"Feed twenty people every month, and donate a village for me to harvest every year. Not only will I not launch a corpse tide, I will also provide you with protection and help you transport supplies."

The corpse stretched out its rotten tongue and licked the corner of its mouth. There is no doubt that the guy who controls it also made the same move at this moment.

"Hiss~"

Field was shocked, his scalp tingling, thinking: This guy actually knows scientific breeding!

Must be captured, if not, kill him.

If this guy grows up, he will definitely set off a corruption disaster.

"A good suggestion, right?" the corpse asked expectantly.

"Not bad, your mother, Amenos! If I don't kill you today, you don't know what a black hand is."

Field took the bow and arrow beside him.

The bow is like a crescent moon, and the arrow is like a meteor.

"Swoosh~"

It missed.

The arrow was far from the target, but fortunately there was a large group of corpses in the distance, and the arrow directly shot a poor guy to death, barely not considered embarrassing.

"I'm so embarrassed. I forgot that my archery is average." Field was speechless. "I was hurt by alcohol and sex. From now on, I will quit drinking!"

"Okay, my lord, you are a great shooter!"

"You can hit the target even from such a distance."

"Great."

The soldiers on the side were alert and started to flatter him with their eyes closed.

"You will regret it. The power of the Corpse Legion will crush you into pieces."

After the Corpse finished speaking, it paused, and then there was only a fierce light in its eyes, and it rushed forward fiercely.

A sound of machine amplifier sounded, and the Corpse that rushed forward was shot and killed by crossbow arrows.

"Haha, you can't even strengthen the Corpse Legion. You can tell at a glance that you are not a third-level. I'm afraid you are a puppy." Field patted the crossbow in his hand, "This thing is still simple."

According to the known information, when the Chosen One reaches the third level, the Mark of the Chosen One will beChange once.

During the battle, the mark of the commander-type Chosen will strengthen the legion he leads, and the legion will also feedback the power to the Chosen, which is handsome.

And the combat-type Chosen who specializes in a type of troops, such as Ashina, will only give bonuses to cavalry and can only receive feedback from cavalry. However, they generally have good single-player ability, which is a general.

The Chosen with the triple blessing of army, territory and lord is the complete state.

"It's too far to think about these. Now everyone is a rookie, who is afraid of whom."

Field no longer thinks about those things. He didn't even see the first-level corpse, so he was really not afraid.

The battle flag was fluttering in the fishy wind, and the black and gray corpses all over the mountains began to rush to the outer wall of the manor. The dense footsteps and the strange roars from the corpses gave people a strong sense of oppression.

"The young and strong retreat behind the stone wall and divide into two teams. One team will string the crossbows, and the other team will continue to dig trenches. The army will advance and form a battle array behind the trenches! The cavalry will go around the back of the corpses and use the cutting tactics or attack from behind."

Field commanded boldly.

The first army led by Ye Mu finished forming a battle array behind the trenches, and the long spears were like a reed. Each of the ten-man leaders kept giving orders and ordered the soldiers to hold their ground.

"Only more than 300 people?" The corrupted god who was hiding in the distance sneered, "3,000 against 300, the advantage is mine."

Just as he finished speaking.

Field waved the long spear in his hand: "Crossbow, shoot!"

"Boom!"

The city defense crossbows fired first, and five crossbows fired straight out side by side, digging into the corpses, and instantly plowing out five straight bloody roads.

"That's awesome! I've abandoned a bunch of loot and brought it back." Field raised his fist excitedly, "Archers, get ready!"

The wolf-like archer immediately drew an arrow from the quiver beside him and drew his bow.

"Shoot!"

As soon as the corpses entered the range of the bows and arrows, the crisp sound of bowstrings bursting immediately exploded, followed by the sound of arrows breaking through the air.

The unarmored corpses were, after all, just a bunch of scary-looking mobs.