Chapter 190: Project of the Undead (4)

The tragic battle was still going on, and Hong Hui couldn't break through the city gate even if he tried everything, but he almost killed thousands of black-clothed people on the other side. After Yao Wuyi's last request for additional troops was denied, he rushed desperately towards the two Netherworld Marshals and the Xuan Heavy Ruler.

Xuan Zhongzhi praised: "This person is worthy of my personal killing!"

Before the ghost handsome made a move, the indifferent palm wind fell, and he took the lead in turning Hong Hui into powder.

As a result, a strange confrontation situation was formed outside the city, with less than 100 people at the gate of the city, but Yao Wuyi's army of more than 100,000 on the opposite side.

Before I knew it, it was already midnight, and I could vaguely hear the fierce shouts and killings in the city slowly becoming weaker, which was a sign that the number of people was decreasing.

The Chiyan army outside the city was complicated and apprehensive in their hearts, they didn't know whether the decision made by the general was correct, and they didn't dare to question it, but they were still confused and blamed themselves for whether there was a possibility of saving their compatriots.

Whether it was for the Dark Water or the Red Flame, this decisive battle in the city was extremely tragic and cruel. There are no tactics to speak of, only the two sides fight to the death until the final winner is decided, but will there really be a winner?

At three moments, the shouts of killing in the city could hardly be heard, and everything seemed to have calmed down. The monstrous smell of blood mixed with the warm breeze of summer came out, which was disgusting.

Dense corpses covered every corner of the city walls, leaving more than 200,000 corpses on both sides.

At the end of the day stood a team of about 1,000 people, their clothes soaked with blood, and they couldn't tell who it was. They were also unsure of whose corpses belonged under their feet, gasping for breath, staring at the beast-like red eyes, looking at the closed gates on both sides in confusion and anger.

Is it finally over?

Unfortunately, no.

Blood spread through the cracks in the gates, and the living did not even have the courage to call the gate again, they had tried countless times before, but the reinforcements from outside the city never arrived.

Near the city gates, where the corpses were piled up, there was only one step left before they could climb the gates. A young soldier finally climbed up, saw the army waiting outside the city, and he smiled and fell headlong.

The smell of blood became more and more pungent, almost unbearable, and I don't know how long it took for the sky to glow slightly.

The living were delighted to find that one of their companions had risen again, no, two, and more!

One by one, they stood up, and yet the living turned from initial joy to endless fear, as if they had been placed in hell.

No, this is hell! The living are quickly killed silently, and before they die, they still look at their companions who attack them.

Mi'a, who looked like a ghost under the black cloak, showed an eerie smile, and the army of more than 200,000 undead officially appeared!

Even if it was something that was planned, when the morning came, Xuan Tiangang and Brother Zi were deeply shocked when they saw the scene in front of them.

As if to let Xuan Tiangang let down his guard, Mia handed him a black jade wrench engraved with a skull rune.

"The army is now all under your command, Your Majesty, and I will go to the East Gate again, cutting off their back route. ”

Xuan Tiangang was overjoyed: "The national teacher has worked hard!"

Mi'e, who disappeared in the air, paused slightly, Xuan Tiangang had never recognized the identity of his national teacher before.

Under Ji Xiuyuan's quick response and command, they "only" paid the price of 30,000 casualties to defeat the undead soldiers who were pursuing and harassing, but what he didn't know was that there was an undead army of about 5,000 people who had not yet appeared.

When it was dawn, he and Yin Che's 120,000 men finally arrived under the blood-colored city wall, and he was shocked by what he saw.

At a glance, he saw the corpses of countless soldiers and civilians who had died at the gate of the city, and the blood stains stained the bluestone pavement under his feet, and also stained the blood-colored city wall.

Yao Wuyi's face was pale, and he barely showed a hint of joy after seeing him arrive, which was a bit unusual.

It seems that Yao Wuyi really didn't listen to his own persuasion, and took the lead in attacking the city gate, he took a cursory look, and lost at least tens of thousands of people.

Although the losses were heavy, Ji Xiuyuan had already prepared for the worst when he came, and now it seems that it is not too bad, at least those who died did not come back to life and slash themselves again. Moreover, there are hardly any underwater soldiers in the upper and lower towers of the castle, and it is not easy to think about the other party.

He came to Yao Wuyi's side and saw that he was still staring at the city gate with great fear, where there stood an old man in red and two men in black whose faces could not be seen clearly.

"How's the battle going?"

Yao Wuyi was less domineering than before, his eyes were slightly evasive, and he glanced at the countless corpses in front of the city gate.

Ji Xiuyuan's face changed, and he immediately understood, and said angrily: "You just watched my people die, but you watched from the wall?" Yao Wuyi, you fucking bastard!"

"General Yao, this is yours, isn't it, you also serve the country, how can you have such selfish intentions?", Yin Che now thinks that he is tied to Ji Xiuyuan, and he also accuses.

Unexpectedly, Yao Wuyi suddenly became angry and said: "What are you selfish! I have 120,000 horses and horses already filled in!"

"What! What 120,000 people?"

Ji Xiuyuan was shocked, only to find that the soldiers and horses behind Yao Wuyi did seem to be a lot less.

"What the hell is going on?"

"120,000 people entered the city for a decisive battle, shouting and killing all night, but now it is a deathly silence, what does this mean?

Yao Wuyi said awe-inspiringly, originally wanting to shirk responsibility, but unexpectedly, Ji Xiuyuan's face instantly turned pale as paper.

He trembled a little and said, "You mean that more than 200,000 people have died in this city?"

Yao Wuyi was a little strange, how could Ji Xiuyuan, who had always been calm, be so out of shape?

"They are all soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country and died as they deserved, so let's work together to break through this city gate!"

Ji Xiuyuan already had an ominous premonition at this time, and asked with the last trace of luck, "Did you hear anything abnormal?"

Yao Wuyi didn't know why he was asking, and shook his head.

At this time, Heshan thought for a while and said: "To say that the only abnormality is that the city becomes too quiet after midnight, except for the unusually pungent smell of blood, it seems that there is no living person, and it is impossible for everyone in the city to die together, right?"

At this moment, the closed city gate slowly opened, and what greeted me was a neat queue of Red Flame soldiers!

Yao Wuyi's eyes lit up suddenly, this was really an unexpected joy.

Ji Xiuyuan turned around like lightning, stared carefully for a moment, and then shouted: "Retreat!"