Ride and Cut

If you look down at a high altitude.

More than 100,000 decayed, decayed, and gloomy undead formed a black tide, spreading to the hills guarded by thousands of living people. It was as if a monstrous flood was raging and rushing, and it was going to swallow the isolated island in the middle of the river in the next moment!

The skeleton soldiers rushed to the front with their light bodies, and the old armor hung on the dirty bones, clanging as they ran. The fire of the soul jumped in the eye sockets, and the black and yellow teeth clenched together.

They hate life, eager to destroy everything! Turn the pure land into a dead country! Let the soul fall into eternal darkness!

Facing the dirty undead at close range, there was a rustling sound of metal rubbing in the Ripper array, which was the soldiers holding their weapons tightly.

Their blood is hotter than molten iron! Their will is stronger than the walls! Their courage is greater than the mountains!

But when the undead stepped onto the Raging River, they suddenly staggered and fell on their backs.

This scene is really quite funny, with countless skeletons dancing, as if a dark undead ball is being held in the Alpine Castle.

"Haha, a bunch of idiots!" Gunther laughed the most wildly as he carried his tomahawk.

The climate is already quite cold now, and the Raging River has long been covered by thick ice. After inspecting the freezing speed outside, the lord thought it was a waste of manpower to break the ice all the time, so he simply ordered the entire ice surface to be polished carefully.

On slippery ice, it is difficult for untrained ordinary people to maintain balance, not to mention the undead who are naturally less coordinated.

Of course, this little trouble is nothing to them at all. More undead in the future would not avoid the skeleton soldiers at all. They stepped on the ground with their big feet and laid them on the ice to easily solve the anti-skid problem.

So the Ripper Legion with shining silver armor, like warriors from the kingdom of heaven, collided fiercely with the dusty undead, who seemed to have just been dug out of an ancient tomb!

With resentment for life, the resuscitator let out a low growl with unknown meaning in his throat, recklessly attacking the living. But after several months of experience in the Twilight Forest, the improvement of the Ripper Legion is beyond the imagination of outsiders!

A full two thousand infantrymen were divided into front and rear ranks, guarding a line of fifteen hundred yards.

This means that their formation must be loose and thin, and it is impossible to arrange them in a dense square formation.

"Our lord is really daring, dare to arrange such a loose array." Seedorf stood on the top of the castle, leaning on the wall and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

When arranging the tactics at the beginning, he actually didn't agree with this unconventional style of play. But on the three-acre land of Gaoshan Fort, if Li Cha persisted, it would be impossible for others to do anything.

In the military field, routines often represent the most tried and tested classics, so being unconventional is not a compliment.

But the ultra-elite infantry, which is almost entirely composed of top soldiers and sub-top soldiers, is completely qualified to ignore the general rules!

Their formation is obviously so thin, but when the undead army surges, skeletons, mummies, and zombies are as harmless as lambs waiting to be slaughtered in front of them!

The sharp weapon can't do it for a while, and can often cut off the opponent with weapons in front of him. Even zombies known for their toughness cannot be exempted at all.

This is all about fighting with the super high quality of soldiers!

Seedorf has always believed in the first half of his life that proper tactical arrangements are the soul, allowing ordinary troops to play an important role. But now he has to admit that if the quality of soldiers is really strong enough to look down on the common people, they can also turn decay into magic.

Holding the dragon-slaying sword in his hand, Li Cha changed his previous aggressive style of using heavy weapons to open and close, and took the route of showing off his skills.

With a sword in hand, the three inches in front of him are full of bright afterimages like flowers. According to his own bragging, people who die under this kind of swordsmanship will have a happy smile on their faces to see the ultimate magnificence.

This point is difficult to verify now, because the undead do not seem to have any appreciation. But one thing is certain, his killing efficiency is terrifyingly high.

With a chilling precision, the head is mowed like grass. A large amount of soul fire overflowed in a short period of time, even causing pale phosphorous flames to float nearby!

The pace of the tide will not slow down in the slightest because of the setback of the forward, and more undead are coming one after another, including the Stitch Monster, which is inconvenient to move due to its huge body.

They are the primary targets of bed crossbows, but this kind of undead with strong magic power is not very afraid of ordinary crossbows. Even with the Oblivion Demon Steel Arrow, it usually takes several hits to kill a stitch monster.

But when a few big, fat men set foot on the Raging River, an accident happened.

Their weight is so amazing that even the thick ice layer can hardly support it. There was a crackling sound, and several suture monsters that escaped the bed crossbow fell into the river along the hole.

This immediately produced a chain reaction, the cracks spread across the entire ice surface, and there might have been thousands of undead who fell into the water at once.

In order to facilitate the transportation of cargo ships and save trade costs, the nearby waterways have been deliberately dredged, and the center of the river is nearly ten blades deep. The undead fell inside, and even the tallest stitch monster couldn't see the trace.

"Isn't that the end?" Gunther smashed a skull with his round axe.

The ones who crossed the river at first had been wiped out, but they didn't keep up with them. It was a bit boring for a while.

The undead on the other side of the river are jumping into the water like dumplings, but seeing that they can't get in, people can't help but wonder if they are all drowned.

The giant troops and heavy cavalry hadn't even had time to move out yet. If it ended in such an anticlimactic manner, it would be a pity for the serious preparations.

"Of course not." Dracula was carrying a large wooden barrel of source blood on his back, which was not an ordinary burden.

He used to take a gorgeous and breezy route, which is different from the painting style of the wooden barrel behind him. But there is no other way, in order to strengthen the continuity of blood energy, he can only come up with this bad strategy.

"Here we come." Hurt raised his hand and opened a bow to open a newly emerged mummy.

The undead don't need to breathe at all, and the living must have died after sinking in the water for so long, but it is nothing to them at all.

These tall and short undead regarded the river as a smooth road, and just waded over. There are algae hanging on his body, and he even brought out a few alive and kicking golden-scaled carps!

Chief Saitos immediately led the Iron King and the trolls forward, as if a herd of buffaloes passed by, shaking the ground for a while.

After several months of experience in the Twilight Forest, even though the trolls require a lot of experience, most of them have advanced at least once, whether it is intelligence, body size or fighting will have improved significantly.

They roared provocatively at the stitch monster and waved the mace in their hands. Without any additional explanation, the two sides immediately ran towards each other!

Further back, the heavy cavalry leveled their spears and began to move slowly.