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The offensive of the Yin Corpse Taoist soldiers was blocked.

Corpse King Hong Ye roared angrily, spewing out a stream of corpse energy, which condensed into swords and other weapons, and was about to launch a counterattack.

Before he could take action, he heard a shrill sound of breaking through the air.

A sharp arrow, engraved with countless evil-proofing talismans, was pointed directly between its eyebrows.

Hong Ye hurriedly spit out a corpse bead and blocked the arrow.

The long arrow was directly shaken into powder, and a few cracks appeared on the corpse beads.

He was startled and looked in the direction of the arrow, only to see Bai Yu holding a long bow and firing arrows one after another.

Every time an arrow is shot, a zombie Taoist soldier larger than a golden corpse will be blown to pieces.

Bai Yu's archery skills have never declined for so many years.

Now he can shoot an arrow through the head of a Japanese from eight hundred miles away.

Corpse King Hongye hurriedly commanded the Yin Corpse Taoist soldiers to form a circle and form a protective array.

Waves of corpse energy turned into shields, blocking the front.

At this time, the second wave of Lihuo flame bombs came, but they were all removed by the Taoist formation.

However, the corpse cloud could block Lihuo's bullets, but it could not block Bai Yu's bow and arrow.

His bows and arrows are extremely tricky, and can penetrate through various gaps in the formation. Sometimes one arrow can penetrate several rows of Yin Zhi Dao soldiers.

Under the double blow of Lihuo's fire bombs and Bai Yu's bows and arrows, the Infernal Corpse Taoist Army was rapidly depleted.

Corpse King Hongye also felt bad!

The enemy's large formation and arrow skills are too tricky.

After only advancing a few dozen miles, thousands of Dao soldiers were already lost.

Further forward, we are within the attack range of most pioneer monks.

By the time they reached the city wall, at least half of the tens of thousands of Yin Corpse Taoist soldiers had been destroyed.

Corpse King Hong Ye roared, and retreated quickly with the Yin Corpse Taoist soldiers.

Among the corpses on the ground, the corpse queen was mixed in with the corpse tide. She originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos to make a surprise attack, but she didn't expect that Hong Ye's Yin Corpse Taoist soldiers were repelled.

She had no choice but to sigh and retreat quickly.

The main force of the Yin Zombies retreated, and the tide of corpses on the ground also retreated like a tide.

In the sky, several fire clouds erupted, blasting tens of thousands of corpses into ashes.

In Yuhua City, a burst of earth-shaking cheers erupted.

"Retreat, retreat, the enemy retreats!"

"We held it!"

"Long live! Long live the City Lord! Long live Yuhua City!"

Everyone just felt that they were surviving the disaster and cheered.

Bai Yu found that public support increased by 5 points and reached 63 points.

He struck while the iron was hot and declared:

"Hold on for seven days, Zhenhai City's reinforcements are about to arrive!"

The morale in Yuhua City has greatly increased, and there is no longer the fear and despair before.

Bai Yu quickly mobilized his troops and generals.

He divided the pioneer monks into five legions, four of which took turns to defend the city.

Shan Xiong, with eight hundred Taoist soldiers and an elite regiment, is on standby at any time for support.

The Weapon Refining Workshop and the Talisman Refining Pavilion began to produce magical artifacts and talismans with all their strength to provide weapons and ammunition for the front line.

Medical monks and civil engineering monks are on standby for support.

After this command, although I can't say how amazing it is, it is still very orderly.

When Shanxiong saw it, he sighed in his heart:

"City Lord Bai is a heavenly being."

"I only studied in Zhenhai City for a few months, but my military planning is even better than mine."

How did he know that Bai Yu had mourned many princes and generals and gained countless experience in leading troops?

Bai Yu's command made countless pioneer monks feel convinced, and the people's support in Yuhua City actually increased a little.

People respect the strong, no matter how strong they are.

At this time, Bai Yu made up his mind:

"Another backhand was exposed. I have to find a way to make up for it with ten or twenty moves."

"Otherwise, if I expose a move in one day, wouldn't I have no trump card in three to five years?"

Regardless of what Bai Yu thought, another change occurred on the battlefield.

Zombie King Hongye no longer tried to complete his victory in one battle, but sent out waves of low-level zombies to push earth and rocks to fill the magma moat.

Slowly and steadily, start pushing forward.

Anyway, there are countless low-level zombies on Poison Fire Island.

He wanted to see if this human city could withstand several waves of consumption.

Although the city defense formation is powerful, it will definitely consume a lot of money if activated once.

It just depends on how many spirit stones he has, and he can use a large formation to deal with low-level cannon fodder.

In the next few days, the two sides turned into a war of attrition.

A steady stream of low-level zombies charged, occasionally mixed with one or two high-level zombies.

On the Yuhua City side, the pioneering monks were organized to counterattack.

Only when it is really unstoppable will the Nine Lands Lihuo Formation be launched to clear the area.

In this way, low-level zombies will naturally be consumed in large numbers.

But occasionally, gold and silver corpses rushed to the top of the city, causing considerable damage to the pioneer monks.

On the afternoon of the third day, Lan Yuniang found Bai Yu in a hurry:

"The city lord is in trouble, supplies are running low."

Bai Yu raised his eyebrows and said:

"Is it a spiritual stone or a talisman? I have stored a lot of spiritual stones before, and I shouldn't have bottomed out so quickly."

Lan Yuniang said:

"It's a magic weapon. The spirit stones and talismans can last for more than a month, but the magic weapon is extremely depleted. It can last for only one day at most before it bottoms out."

Bai Yu reacted immediately.

The cloud ship supplies from before included elixirs, talismans, and magic weapons.

The elixir talisman is small in size and requires a lot of preparation.

However, the magical instruments are large in size and occupy a large area, so they are basically only configured on a scale of one or two pieces per person.

Normally, this would be enough.

In the past few days of fighting, the loss of magic weapons has increased rapidly.

Without the magic weapon, the combat power of low-level monks will be greatly reduced.

If the problem of the magic weapon is not solved, we will not be able to hold on in the next few days.

Bai Yu knew that the situation was serious, so he immediately changed the incarnation of wood to take command.

His real body quickly rushed to the weapon refining workshop.

In the weapon-refining workshop, Mo Tianhong, a sixth-level weapon-refining master, was working overtime with his subordinates to make the magic weapon.

Seeing Bai Yu coming over, Mo Tianhong wiped the sweat from his forehead and saluted hurriedly:

"I have met the Lord of the City."

Bai Yu waved his hand and said:

"Master Mo, there is no need to be polite."

"How many magic weapons can our weapon refining workshop produce in a day?"

Mo Tianhong thought for a while and said:

"Lord City Lord, refining magical weapons is not a day's work."

"As an example of a lower-grade magic weapon, it would take at least seven or eight days for a low-level weapon refiner to complete the process of extracting materials, refining embryos, and carving formations."

"Even for weapon refiners of level three or above, it will take two or three days. The success rate cannot be guaranteed. The higher the level of the magic weapon, the slower it will be."

"Our weapon refining workshop currently has more than 3,000 people, with less than a thousand actual weapon refining masters. On average, we can refine 800 magic weapons every day, which is already a high price."

Lan Yuniang next to her said:

"Lord City Lord, in our continuous war, we are losing more than 3,000 magic weapons every day, and the production cannot keep up with the consumption."

Bai Yu didn't speak, but looked around the weapon refining workshop.

He saw a fifth-level weapon refiner who had just tempered the materials and began to cast rough embryos.

In the future, you will have to carve formation patterns and so on. After this set of procedures, no matter how advanced the weapon refiner is, it will not shorten the time much. It is just a matter of high proficiency.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he had an idea.