Chapter 168

A rain of arrows fell, and the dense formation of corpses instantly exploded into a large cloud of blood mist. There were countless unlucky people who were tripped by their companions and trampled to death.

The Night Lords were all strong bows and heavy arrows, not weak hunting bows.

Before the corpse tide reached the defense line, it was hit by three consecutive waves of dense arrows.

"Roar~"

The corpses braved the endless long-range firepower and quickly approached the temporary defense line.

"Cavalry, charge!"

"Charge!" A hoarse and fanatical roar broke out from behind the corpses, followed by the rumbling of horse hooves. The subhuman cavalry and the newly formed cavalry, although there were not even fifty people, could overshadow thousands of corpses.

The distance of dozens of meters passed in an instant, and the galloping war horses slammed into the back of the corpse group. The corpses didn't even turn their heads, and their backs made a tooth-grinding crisp sound.

A large number of corpses were knocked down or poked by spears, and they were greeted by only heavy horse hooves.

The corpses reacted and wanted to counterattack, but the cavalry turned their horses around and retreated early, and re-formed to prepare for the next back charge.

In the previous campaign to suppress the rebellion, it was incredible that the governor asked the cavalry to attack the infantry square head-on. Field would not make such a mistake.

"Hateful cavalry, but corrupt creatures, not bugs that can be easily controlled." After seeing everything through the magic ball, the woman said coldly, "Corrupted dogs, drive away the human cavalry."

The corpses of the corpses paved a bloody road. Silver Claw held a long sword and led the cavalry to dig into the back of the corpses for the third time. The long sword in his hand opened and closed, and instantly cut off two tall corpses.

The surrounding corpses immediately rushed over from all directions.

"What a quick reaction speed." A trace of doubt flashed in Silver Claw's eyes, "They seem to have eyes on their backs."

However, such a siege did not scare him away at all. Silver Claw clamped his horse's belly, pulled out the iron spear at his side, glanced at it quickly, and then quickly shot in different directions. After stabbing several corpses cleanly and neatly, he burst out.

"Woof woof!"

Before he could take a breath, a small group of black and gray corrupt dogs, drooling disgustingly, appeared from nowhere and chased after the knights. Once the warhorses stopped, the corrupt dogs would jump up and bite. Helplessly, the cavalry had to deal with the dogs first.

Without the cavalry to hold them back, the main force of the corpses quickly rushed to the trench, howling and charging.

"Hold the spears, do not retreat without permission." Field came down from the city wall, rode on the warhorse, and drove the horse from the gate to the side of the army. "I will fight with you!"

The soldiers who received the order raised their spears horizontally in unison, staring at the terrifying face that was magnified in front of them.

"Puff, puff~"

There was no need to make assassination moves at all. The corpses lined up and rushed towards him, just like the little bugs on the road in summer, flying towards his face crazily. In an instant, a bunch of corpse-like candied haws were freshly baked.

More corpses jumped into the dug trenches. Although they were not deep, they could greatly hinder the pace of the corpses.

The soldiers standing on top could easily poke the heads of the corpses.

"Buzz~"

The city defense crossbows fired again, and the archers were also shooting wantonly, with dirty blood blooming everywhere.

A sturdy corpse grabbed the spear and dragged a soldier down, followed by a heart-wrenching scream.

"Haha, be afraid, run away."

The corrupted god of choice, Opheli, saw this scene and smiled confidently.

"They are finished." The human mage at the side shook his head regretfully, "Only the knights and the guards have high morale among humans. The militia of the sign is nothing but cannon fodder that collapses at the first touch."

In his opinion, the next step is for the terrified soldiers to drop their weapons and run away.

He has seen this situation in his previous companions. Being attacked by enemies several times more is a huge test for the mentality.

However, they obviously underestimated the power of "college student military training".

The most basic military quality training in modern times has trained soldiers with a terrifyingly high degree of obedience. Even if they hold a spear, their combat power is much stronger than that of soldiers with the same training time, not to mention that their diet is far better than that of civilians.

As soon as the soldier in front died, the soldier in the back immediately stepped forward firmly and stabbed the rotten corpse that crawled out of the pit again.

The number of rotten corpses disappeared like snowflakes, but it was difficult to move forward. The human army formation exerted the power of one plus one greater than two. The spears covered each other and formed a high wall that was difficult to cross.

"Haha, that's it? You can't even touch the city wall." Field gathered his fighting spirit on the heavy cavalry spear, and with a whistling sound of breaking wind, he smashed it hard into the group of rotten corpses, instantly blowing up seven or eight heads. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Just the spear alone can't stand it, change to an iron rod... No, change to a musket, you will die on the spot?"

ThisField said, but he did not mean to underestimate the enemy.

"Ten minutes at most, we have to retreat behind the wall. Unfortunately, this wall is too short and too long, it is better to block it layer by layer."

It is good to defend the city wall, but the wall of the manor is too long. Once the troops are divided, there is not enough anywhere.

With a flash of golden light, Field drew out the Iris long sword with his left hand. With a long sword in one hand and a long spear in the other, Field relied on the second-level fighting spirit and rushed into the corpse tide to slaughter crazily. Before the fighting spirit was exhausted, killing the rotten corpses was like playing "Dynasty Warriors".

The fierce battle situation was clearly seen by Ophelia through the magic ball. Her originally indifferent expression gradually solidified with doubts.

The mage said in a daze: "It shouldn't be. The soldiers of the sign should not have such a strong fighting will."

"Interesting, no wonder they can survive in the corrupt world."

Ophelia turned the magic ball again and looked at the other two battlefields.

Ashina and the corrupted swordsman both relied on the terrain advantage to firmly block the attack of the zombies.

"Perhaps, we should send a stronger force to attack." The mage said flatteringly, "As long as you release a buff to the zombies, everything will be fine."

"No, I am at the same level as the enemy's chosen one. Every piece of information and divine power must be just right." Ofili directly rejected the mage's proposal. As she was speaking, she glanced at it from the corner of her eye, and her slender claws suddenly popped out from her fingertips, and she shouted, "Who is there?"

"Hello, powerful fellow, I was inspired by you last night, and I also want to capture the human city."

She turned on the microphone of the Night Leader's full channel, and every corrupt creature heard it.

Violet walked out of the corrupted woods, put her hands behind her back with an innocent look, and her youthful face looked pitiful and sincere, but her face was pale and the hideous wounds on her body were still wriggling.

She stretched her neck to see Opheli hiding in a pile of corrupted creatures, but was blocked by a second-level corrupted creature.

"That's great. Your joining has greatly balanced the balance of power."