Chapter 972

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

They left the gray fog and lined up on the plain.

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

When intelligent creatures leave the gray fog, they will definitely attract gray creatures to come. This is the law summarized by the troops stationed in the gray fog space for many years.

Half an hour later, there was a fluctuation on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, dense gray creatures drilled out from the ground and spread all over the plain.

At a glance, most of them were bronze-level, with tens of thousands of them.

Above the sky, more than a hundred gray creatures with a body length of tens of meters broke through the air, stopped in the gray creature army, and stared at the intelligent creatures near the gray fog.

Looking at the appearance of the monster, the soldiers standing in the front row swallowed their saliva.

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

"Clear the high-level gray creatures, and hand over the bronze-level gray creatures to the army."

The three nodded and began to act.

"Cry--"

The shrill cry resounded throughout the space, and tens of thousands of gray creatures attacked the army like a tide.

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

Several light blades emerged, slashing through the sky with terrifying power, splitting everything in two.

Fragments of limbs fell from the sky and fell into the gray creature tide on the ground.

The gray creature tide, which did not know 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 clenched their weapons and prepared to fight.

One by one, the long spears were shot into the gray creature beast tide by the magic modified three-bed crossbow, leaving a short purple blood road, but it was soon filled with new gray creatures.

Above the sky, Weilin folded his hands and looked at the battlefield on the ground.

This battle was led by Eden, and Greg and Isius assisted, commanding more than 10,000 people to resist the gray creature beast tide.

At the right time, Kyle and his men cleared the field and wiped out the gray creature beast tide.

In the future, the operation of the gray fog space mainly relied on the army to hunt, and he would leave at most one soul-level strongman to guard to prevent emergencies.

Therefore, when opening up, the army must be allowed to contact the gray creatures as much as possible, overcome the fear in their hearts, and practice hunting skills.

When the first bronze-level gray creature hit the iron shield, more than 3,000 gray creatures had died on the way.

"Kill!"

With a roar, the bloody close 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 mourning 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, dragging the wounded back and handing them over to the priests for treatment, and the dead tore off their chest badges and pushed them behind the shields to form a wall of flesh and blood.

For the gray creatures that charged mindlessly, they only needed to maintain the shield wall, and the soldiers in the rear would look for opportunities to chop and kill them, and the number could be reduced.

The damaged areas were mainly pushed back by elite swordsmen.

Behind the battle formation, the archers and three-bed crossbows did not stop at all, adjusting their positions and shooting crossbows and spears into the gray creatures.

When the casualties reached two hundred, Weilin sent a message to Kyle through [Mind]: "It's time to clear the field."

Kyle, standing high in the sky, nodded slightly when he heard this, and differentiated three thousand silver clones and threw them into the battlefield.

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

Under Kyle's control, when the life breath of the gray creatures dissipated, they would stop burning.

If they were all burned to black ash, the loss would be great.

In less than ten minutes, the remaining tens of thousands of gray creatures were all dead, and the black bodies fell on the grass in all directions.

The enemy was completely 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 buried.

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

The exhausted soldiers and officers dragged their tired bodies to clean up the battlefield, dragged the bodies of the gray creatures to the high platform built with wooden boards and placed them there, waiting for follow-up processing.

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

Seeing Kyle coming, Weilin was silent for a moment, and then said: "The army killed 12,373 gray creatures, 206 people died in the three battalions, 3,177 people, and 7,738 rescues."

"One hundred and fifty priests, 143 of them were exhausted."

"Fortunately, they are the disciples of Priest Lavia, otherwise the number of deaths would have to include the priests who died of exhaustion."

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

Hearing this, Weilin nodded, looked up at the sky, and said: "So many people gathered here, and no soul-level gray creatures appeared. Could it be that the soul-level gray creature we met 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 gray creatures have their own thoughts. Knowing that they are invincible, they will not come to die."

"Maybe."

Wei Lin responded uncertainly.

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

With the efforts of more than 10,000 soldiers from three battalions, more than 30,000 gray creature corpses were piled up around the gray fog, forming more than 100 meat mountains.

The remaining thousands of gray creature corpses were not cleaned up in time and had already decayed and merged with the earth.

After resting for ten hours, Wei Lin 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 assigned 30 gray creature corpses.

Looking at the more than 1,000 gray creature corpses that had not yet been distributed, Weilin touched his chin, then waved his hand and ordered Eden: "Officers should set an example, and no one should be given three to five more."

"Yes, Lord."

Eden, Greg and Isius looked at each other, then bowed their heads and saluted, and answered.

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?"