The sparse number of batriders stationed in the city took off, each carrying a small bag containing the Crusaders' deadliest weapon, and they crossed the city gates, ignoring the ghouls who were trying to climb the walls, and scattered through the air, heading straight for the massive targets.

Barely protected vials of liquid were thrown from the air, followed by a violent explosion that shattered even the abomination of such a troll in an instant, annihilating the surrounding undead along with it.

The soldiers on the walls cheered, the trolls in sight were almost blown apart, they were armed with long guns, and kept piercing downwards to kill the ghouls who were about to climb the wall, and a sergeant was caught in the spider monster mixed with the ghouls, and before the surrounding warriors could react, he was dragged down to the city, and in an instant he was overwhelmed by ghouls and skeletons.

The batrider continued to hover in the air, half continuing to go deep into the battlefield in search of the Abomination and the Meat Grinder, while the other half began to attack the hordes of undead with unstable bombs in their hands to relieve the pressure on the frontal battlefield, but fortunately they could blow up a group of undead wherever they were thrown, so they didn't have to fly low to avoid being caught by the web of the spiders.

Stratholme was not a fortress in the first place, the walls were low, and now they had collapsed a few more times, and finally, a ghoul still climbed up with its claws, and the surrounding warriors could only put down their spears and fight with their swords...... Unwilling to give up this only defense, he commanded the paladins to climb the walls and engage the undead in close quarters, and with the help of the paladins, the Crusader warriors held their ground, and the sound of blades and bony claws clashing quickly became frequent.

Holding his sword and hesitating for a moment, Tyran did not join the fight, he retreated to the place where it was connected to the tower, where an officer from the Valley of the Hearth was directing the crossbowmen to attack the undead, but their number was too small, and the undead seemed endless, and the only tower did not help.

Within minutes, the walls were piled up with corpses, and Mills, wielding his massive hammer, smashed the head of the sixth ghoul, beckoning his companions to come forward and try to drive the oncoming undead off the walls...... He did, but quickly retreated.

"Those spider monsters, they're entangled in the wall, get the torches!"

The web monster used tough spider silk to build a passage along the ground and the city wall, and more undead rushed up, and as time went on, the corpses of the undead on the city wall accumulated more and more, and it was already difficult to move, which was not good for both sides, but the undead did not care about sacrifice or injury, and Tyran had already wounded a dozen warriors, and they began to retreat under the cover of their comrades, and the battle line had to shrink with it, and the three cannons had been torn off the wall by the ghouls, and several warriors guarding the crossbow machine were cut off and had already died...... The casualties are still growing, and if we don't continue to send people up, the walls will fall sooner or later......

However, in Tyran's stunned effort, most of the undead on the wall suddenly flew out sideways, and a thick tentacle with a hook and spike that was better than the undead and couldn't see anywhere easily swept them, and the tentacle twitched a few times, and then smashed it to the ground, and so on several times, and a clearing was actually cleared under the wall.

"Alice! It's Alice! It's the patronus of Stratholme!"

The crusaders here have long since ceased to resent the tentacles she summoned with magic (presumably), and have instead seen them as symbols of victory.

"Team Lesbell, come up and strengthen the defense!"

Tyran immediately shouted a loud order, and in less than half a minute, a dozen warriors climbed the city wall and found the vacant position, and the logistics team of the lightly wounded seized the rare gap and immediately climbed the wall to begin disposing of the corpses, both human and undead.

The tentacles dripping with black liquid finally fell to the ground under the siege of the undead, but the number of undead it had cleared was already large, and the battle was back to the initial stage, and the Crusaders once again used their spears to reduce the number of undead with their superior heights.

An inexplicable sense of strangeness...... Tyran patrolled the battlefield uneasily, the batriders who had gone away had not returned, and it was almost time for the undead to retreat, but they had achieved their tactical goal of killing and injuring human beings anyway, but now, they were still storming wildly.

Soon after, the undead stormed the city again.

"Miss Alice, use the tentacles one more time. ”

At the back of the square, one of Tyran's lieutenants pleaded with the silver-haired girl.

"I'm hungry. Alice looked listless, even she couldn't resist the intense consumption for a month, except for the overstretched military rations, the barren Stratholme had nothing to replenish his energy, "I have no strength, I can't move." ”

"Please help, I'll be sure to feed you after that. ”

"Even if you say that, I really don't ......"

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by a strange hissing, and the batrider who had just returned to replenish the bomb fell from the sky, and the violent explosion that followed destroyed the buildings adjacent to the square, and more than a dozen people near the edge of the square were buried in the rubble, and the remaining knights stopped taking off and looked up into the air in confusion.

What's going on?

They soon learned that the vast expanses of damned alchemic creatures had obscured the sky of Stratholme, and the crossbowmen on standby in the square began to shoot into the sky with a roar, and it didn't take long for the gargoyles to fall to the ground one after another, shattering into pieces of wreckage, but more gargoyles began to swoop, and the defenders on the city walls were now under attack, not only fighting the ghouls, but also keeping an eye on the sky and the situation behind them, and finally, the Duke of Hearthvale joined the battle himself.

Several slender tentacles drilled through the broken stone bricks in the square and shot into the sky, they twisted slightly to adjust their direction, and soon penetrated the same number of gargoyles, and dragged them to the ground, repeating the same trick, but this time the gargoyles quickly spread out and pulled up in height, and after reaching a certain height, several tentacles began to retract to the ground, although they failed to do more damage, the gargoyles in the sky began to circle, no longer easily swooping and attacking.

"I really can't help it now. Alice muttered weakly to the wide-eyed adjutant, "I feel like you're going to suffer, if the city falls, will Xiao Luo hang you all...... Oh, you're all undead then. ”

The adjutant simply ignored Alice's taunt, and soon, even Alice was stunned.

Beyond the walls, a rotting giant, many times taller than the abomination, was walking toward Stratholme.