There are about 20 so-called "snake people" in total, with a human shape above the waist, but a snake tail as thick as a bucket is attached to the waist. They are about two blades tall when they stand upright, but if they straighten the snake's tail behind them, it is estimated that all four blades are more than enough.

It was huge, but it didn't detract from its agility as it moved forward - the thick snake's tail swayed rapidly, and the whole person seemed to glide against the ground, and swooped towards the mountain fort and the group.

"Undead again?" the lord gave a wry smile of helplessness.

It is said that the people of this era were very happy, because in recent centuries it has been difficult to see the undead, and there is no need to worry about being disturbed by monsters. But Richard didn't feel the benefits of the times at all, he first witnessed what may be the largest undead revolt in history in Winterfell, and before he could sit down in Alpine Castle, he found a monster in his backyard.

Even in the era when the undead were at their most rampant, few people would have the same level of experience, which was a great honor.

The honor of these "snake people" is enough to leave a lifelong psychological shadow on the most daring children. The body and limbs were all shriveled and thin to the extreme, and at a glance it was clear that it could not be normal flesh and blood life. The surface was tightly wrapped with old bandages from head to tail, even the eyes and mouth. Probably because of the passage of time, the color has been dull and yellow, stained with dirt and blood of unknown origin, and it looks extremely disgusting.

Only the lower half of the body, the "snake tail", has been rubbing against the ground, and some bandages have been worn off, revealing the skin covered with scales and maggots that have been drilled in and out.

They were armed with two waning moon scimitars, the blades as bright as mirrors, and the cold light of the blades flickered. As he lunged forward, the face wrapped in bandages opened its mouth wide as if it was roaring in the sky, but it didn't make a sound.

Richard was almost certain that the tragedy of the remaining vassals was carried out by these snake mummies. Some of the blood stains on their bodies were still relatively fresh, and they didn't have time to oxidize and turn black.

Especially on the face, although I don't know how these mummies with bandages on all five knots eat. But it is clear that the prey that has already "eaten" itself.

"Kill them first. Richard pulled out the dragon slaying giant sword and turned it around.

The battle-hardened centaurs were not disturbed by the enemy's terrifying appearance at all. Unhurriedly drew the arrow, and put it on the bowstring for a long time. When the "snake man" entered the effective range, two rounds of fierce and swift arrows suddenly erupted.

These high-level archers are so powerful that questioning their archery skills is as boring as questioning the truth, and the arrows that fly out go straight to the eyes and skulls that are vital to the undead. For them, such a small thing as assigning a target can be done by tacit understanding, and it is absolutely impossible to have a low-level mistake of too many people aiming at the same target, resulting in redundant firepower.

But what is unthinkable is that after more than 60 centaurs fired two rounds of salvos, there were still nearly ten "snake people" who did not fall and continued to move forward

Richard could see clearly, it wasn't that the centaurs were sparse in their archery and missed the point.

Rather, it is the bandages wrapped around these snake people, which themselves seem to have a certain defensive power. Some of the arrows were clearly in the eye sockets, but they lacked strength after passing through the bandages, and hung limply on them, swaying as the mummy's body undulated.

The centaurs of Alpine Fort now have a tendency to show off their skills - targets that can be solved with three points, even if they use four points, will be considered unskilled and unskilled. At first, they didn't pay much attention to these enemies who were only wrapped in strips of cloth, so the two salvos were more than quick and not powerful.

But even so, it is enough to show that the defense ability of those strips of cloth is not weaker than ordinary armor.

"Shit!" this result is undoubtedly very embarrassing for the arrogant centaur rangers. Hurt made a rare foul slur and led his fellow men to another round of follow-up shots.

"Stay alive. Richard said.

This time, even if the Holy Light God descends to earth, he can't save the mindless undead who don't even know how to dodge, but only know how to rush with their heads bored. The arrows entered the eye sockets, destroying the soul fires directly, and they suddenly fell as if they had lost power. Only the one who ran at the front was particularly cared for, and all the centaurs with their hands free invariably bowed at its limbs.

The continuous "do-do" sound was like a woodpecker cutting wood, and with the joint efforts of dozens of centaurs, the mummy's limbs were shot off one by one. This injury is not fatal to the undead, but it is inevitably stripped of all mobility.

Several centaurs put away their bows and arrows and walked over, dragging back the two corpses and the lucky one who had been lucky enough to survive.

"Untie the bandages on it. Richard pointed to the mummy with his chin severed.

It was clearly unconscious, and at this point it was still struggling to attack, being pressed to the ground by several hooves.

Although it is the most direct instinct for the undead to attack living creatures, the lord is still angry. For him, protecting the short is also the most direct instinct.

Hedt nodded and grasped the hilt of the scimitar, only to see a sudden flash of cold light, and a vertical mark appeared on the bandage on the snake mummy's face, and then slowly cracked.

"This hand is fine. The lord did not rush to see the undead, but turned his gaze to the centaur with interest. This kind of control, which is enough to make the layman stunned, is not so easy to master.

"Hey, boring juggling. "Hurt has always been humble. He stood on tiptoe and gently picked up the cracked strip of cloth, and as soon as the undead who were still alive and vigorous saw the sun, it suddenly seemed to be bathed in magma, and after a few moments of struggle, it quickly fell silent.

"It turns out that the shroud was used to protect against the sun. Richard touched it with a frown. It doesn't feel like cloth, but closer to leather armor. But judging from the longitudinal and longitudinal warp and weft clearly visible above, it is clearly a kind of fabric.

"What the hell is this? He couldn't think of any fabric that could be tough to this extent, and it stands to reason that if there really was such a thing, it would have been promoted on a large scale as a military supply.

Although the flesh wrapped under the strip of cloth is a little dehydrated, you can still see the original appearance. His complexion was so pale that Richard couldn't help but suspect that the body might not have been exposed to the sun at all. And not a single hair is visible from the entire skull, not a single hair, eyebrows, or eyelashes. The lord even deliberately picked up the straw stick, stretched it into his nostrils and stretched it out, and found that it was still hairless.

"It is said that a smart head does not grow hair, it seems that this must be a peerless wise man in his lifetime. "The lord told a joke, but unfortunately the centaur rangers didn't have any humor, and none of them laughed.

Instead of paying attention to the details of the hair, they looked at the ears in unison—pointed, long, slanted upwards and backwards, exactly like elves.