Zhang Zhou raised his palm again, but this time he grabbed the long knife of the night behind his back. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info he slowly lifted it up and held it high above his head.

“…… Even if the deceased is already the dead, they will remain in this filthy mortal dust after all. Therefore, in the name of Santu River, I ordered the deceased here to drive for me! His voice was muffled, and as soon as the words fell, countless undead opened their eyes at the same time, and in the sound of the broken armor colliding with each other, they stood up in groups, and countless hollow eyes stared at the blade that Zhang Zhou held in the air, and roared silently in a frenzy!

Noticing Zhang Zhou's actions, he found that his undead army was already many times larger than his own, and he also had a very high morale. The crimson flame under the ghost helmet trembled wildly, "Good, good, sure enough...... Come on, beat the drums, cheer! He shouted loudly, and the next moment, the spirits of the dead who heard his words quickly lifted dozens of large drums from the city tower, and in an instant they were distributed over the city walls.

When the shocking drum beat sounded, Zhang Zhou, who was on the battlefield outside the city, had already swung the night long knife in his hand fiercely, and he ordered loudly, "Kill!" "Countless undead armies moved in response, and rushed over with the overwhelming momentum of thinking about the city!

And the thousands of elite undead who had just formed a group standing behind Zhang Zhou had quietly integrated into the ocean of the undead, carrying this undead army like waves of sea tides silently, rushing towards the Modao battalion guarding the only passage between the moat and the city gate!

At the forefront of all the undead tides, Zhang Zhou dragged the long knife to scorch the night, taking the lead, swinging his blade and slashing down, intending to break the formation of the Modao camp with his own strength. If he was allowed to do so, he might be able to do it. However, how could the ghost general give him such a chance?

"You're all virtuous!" He didn't know whether to praise or sigh, his hands were propped up on the city wall, and he looked at the young man who rushed to the front, "Order: The commander of the Modao Battalion will lead the ghost guards to fight, and that guy must be isolated from the city!" ”

He took out a token from the order basket on the desk beside him, threw it directly down the city tower, and smashed it on the ground, at the moment when this wooden card broke, more than a dozen undead in the Mo Dao camp wearing different colors from other Mo Dao hands raised their heads, let the gray waves in the silver-white helmet focus on Zhang Zhou, and then raised the knife at the same time and rushed towards Zhang Zhou!

Between the lightning and flint, one person and more than a dozen people have collided together! The sound of the clash of gold and iron was continuous, and no matter how loud the drums were, it could not hide the sound.

The ghost general knocked on the edge of the city wall with some intoxication, and the rapid and dense sound of the clash of gold and iron made his hands itch unbearably. But now was not the time for him to make a move. He suppressed the impulse in his heart, calmly stared at the huge undead tide rushing towards the city behind Zhang Zhou, and sighed in a low voice, "Every time, there will be a lot more than the last time." ”

"But no matter how much it is, it's just a target! Archer! He raised his right hand and ordered in a loud voice, "Listen to my command, right front, enemy striker, covering attack!" Before he could finish speaking, thousands of arrows had already burst out, raining down on the small area filled with thousands of undead. In an instant, nearly a thousand casualties were completed for Zhang Zhou's army! And Zhang Zhou, who was fighting with more than a dozen undead powerhouses, didn't blink an eye, he dodged the attacks from four directions at the same time by a millimeter, and raised the scorching night long knife in his hand against the surging undead army, "In the name of Santu River, life, archers, fight back!" ”

At the moment of his order, more than 20,000 archers scattered in the sea of the undead raised their bows at the same time and fired at the city walls. It's just that because of the different distances, a large number of arrows lost their accuracy and landed on the city wall, or fell into the formation of the Modao battalion, and hit the heavy silver-white armor in vain. Only a few of the arrows landed on the tower, but they also lost their effectiveness under the protection of the giant shieldman. Very little really does harm.

However, it is precisely because of this wave of arrow rain that the undead tide following Zhang Zhou was able to shorten the distance between him and the Modao Battalion, and he was about to meet in the next moment!

"Naive. Do you think that if you mix together, the archers will not dare to shoot arrows? The ghost general silently knocked on the masonry of the city wall, lowered his eyes and looked at the undead army that was gradually rushing into the formation of the Modao Battalion and mixed with the Modao Battalion, and said loudly, "Archer, shoot!" ”

"The silver armor of the Mo Dao Battalion is not just used to prevent bows and arrows and sword soldiers on the other side of your door!" The ghost general whispered like this, but suddenly found that Zhang Zhou Zhang Zhou raised the long knife in his hand again, and his fingers that struck the city wall suddenly slammed, silently waiting for the other party's next move. As the defender, he lost most of his dominance and could only passively see the moves.

"In the name of the Santu River, order, archers, suppress the other party! Three-stage substitution, keep suppressing! His voice was not loud, but it clearly echoed throughout the battlefield, instantly suppressing all the gold and iron resonance, keeping everything silent for nearly half a second, and the next moment, the scattered archers in the army of the undead tide with heavy casualties raised their longbows at the same time, and at the gradually approaching distance, their bows and arrows could already pose a threat to the army on the city tower!

Under the domination of the will that enveloped the entire battlefield, these archers consciously divided into three teams, and took advantage of the only numerical advantage they had, and shot at the archers on the castle tower alternately, leaving the entire castle tower in absolute silence for a while. Above the tower, there was a place where there were no arrows. That's where the ghost general and Li Ai are in the castle tower. This is also the only place on the castle tower where you can fight back from the outside. However, the ghost general has no intention of taking advantage of this. He lowered his eyes and looked at the scorching night long knife still held high in Zhang Zhou's hand, who was trying his best to dodge the combined attack of more than a dozen Mo knife hands, waiting for his next order, he wanted to see how far this guy could use his numerical advantage!

"In the name of Santu River, life, cloud echelon, on!" Under the surging tide of countless undead spirits, the Modao Battalion was pinned down in place, and was pulled by the undead elites who attacked from time to time interspersed with ordinary soldiers, and they were trapped in place for a while, and could only barely stand in front of the city gate, preventing all existences that wanted to break through the city gate! However, in order to maintain the formation, they had to retreat, and they could no longer stop the tide of the undead from approaching the walls through the wooden bridge and setting up the ladder.

The ghost general has to admit that he really made a mistake with this hand. However, it would be naïve to think that this alone can break through your own defenses!

"Order, the archers put down their bows and arrows for the time being, and prepare the rolling stones!" He coldly ordered, "Spearman, change positions, go to the side of the ladder with the giant shieldman, I will let the one that comes up to it lose a pair!" ”

After he gave the order, there was a small commotion on the originally silent city wall, but the commotion came completely silent after a dozen seconds. The mobilization of thousands of people was carried out with great precision in such a short period of time.

Seeing that everything was ready, he nodded with satisfaction, turned to look at Li Ai who was bound to the pillar, the crimson light under the helmet trembled, he lowered his head, and apologized to her in a low voice, "I'm sorry......

"Order the reserves! Always be ready to open the city gates and go out to cover the kill! Tell them that they have no way back! All they can do is try to cover up the enemy! After apologizing, he turned his eyes back and whispered to the undead sergeant beside him.

After giving this order, he raised his head again, looked at the dozen or so Mo Daomen and Zhang Zhou's battle circle who were submerged in the undead tide, and whispered, "Don't let me down!" ”