"Kill!"

As Stone raised the sword in his hand, the skeletal soldiers rushed over like a tide.

These people were the craftsmen and soldiers who were executed by King Hamill when he built the Broadleaf City, and after their deaths, their bodies were crushed under the walls for hundreds of years.

Every one hated King Hamill to the core.

The prayer of the witch saint just now awakened them from their slumber.

also pulled them out of the Infernal Hell......

"Revenge!"

"Revenge!"

"Even if you bite with your teeth, you have to tear him apart!"

Looking at King Hamill standing on a high place and wrapped in a black cloak, the bone soldiers seemed to have been stimulated by some kind of strong stimulation, their eyes suddenly became scarlet, their mouths were even more open, and their bones rubbed, making a chilling sound, like gold and iron rubbing.

"Humph!"

"This king was able to suppress you back then!"

"Naturally, I won't be afraid today, left and right, kill them all!"

King Hamill looked at the white bones like a tide below, and his eyes couldn't help but show a hint of palpitation.

Even he didn't know that there were so many white bones buried under Broadleaf City.

It's no wonder that all kinds of strange things have happened in Broadleaf City all the time, and some people even call Broadleaf City a ghost town.

But he did not feel afraid, as King Hamir said, kill all killed, what is there to be afraid of, besides, he himself is a ghost.

"No!"

"No!"

The ghost soldiers covered with scales on both sides of him heard King Hamill's order, and couldn't help but agree heavily, rushing out like tigers and wolves.

However, although King Hamill's voice was stern, he spoke with confidence.

However, there are too many white bones, and they are like waves, wave after wave, even if the ghost soldiers are working hard, they are gradually showing fatigue.

If this trend continues, it is only a matter of time before King Hamill fails.

"Mole ants!"

"Grass people!"

"How dare you rebel against your own king!"

"In the name of the King of Broadleaves, I command you to retreat!"

"Go back!"

Seeing that the situation was slowly getting out of control, King Hamill suddenly stood up and shouted loudly.

The desperate bone soldiers heard King Hamill's angry rebuke, and a look of fear subconsciously appeared on their faces, obviously the fear of royal power had penetrated into their bone marrow. However, this sentiment was soon washed away by hatred.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"King Hamill must be killed!"

"Bastard!"

"You lowly craftsmen dare to resist!"

"Damn, give me a crush on them!"

"The Lone King wants them all to die......"

As King Hamill shouted in anger, ghost soldiers in armor and blades rushed out.

The poorly dressed people were no match for them.

Soon he was cut to the ground by the sword soldiers like wheat cutters, and there were broken bones everywhere.

"Haha!"

"A pariah is a pariah!"

Looking at the skeletal soldiers who kept lodging, King Hamill's eyes couldn't help but show excitement, and his voice roared like a night owl.

The ghost soldiers with swords in their hands also showed excitement.

Weak!

It's too weak!

Although these craftsmen are also feminine creatures, their equipment and strength are much worse than those of ghost soldiers.

Slaughter!

That's right!

In addition to being attacked by them at the beginning, the ghost soldiers panicked and were taken advantage of by them.

The back was simply a one-sided massacre.

Countless skeletons in shabby clothes fell to the ground, reduced to broken bones.

"This!"

"This!"

Looking at the bone soldiers who were retreating one after another, both Yang Shou and Han Xin had a little more worry in their eyes.

"Why are these bone soldiers so weak?"

"They have been sleeping underground for hundreds of years, and their bones have long since rotted!"

The Witch Saintess looked at the situation in the field, and her eyes were not a little more anxious, but she firmly believed that things would definitely take a turn for the better.

"Civilians are civilians!"

"Even if they become skeletons, there is no way to fight against the ghost soldiers!"

"It's a pity"

Fan Gou'er, Xue Li and the others also went up to the high platform, looking at the bone soldiers who fell to the ground like wheat, and couldn't help but say with a sigh on their faces.

"Wait!"

Just when everyone was full of embarrassment, Xiao He, who had not spoken, couldn't help but change his face, and said with some shock:

"Look at the bones!"

"They didn't die outright......"

Hearing Xiao He's reminder, everyone noticed that those bones that fell to the ground were trembling slightly, as if there was some mysterious force pulling them closer and closer.

Eventually, a complete whole is formed again.

Moreover, compared to the last time, the skeleton that stood up again was much stronger in terms of height and weight.

"What's going on?"

King Hamill also noticed this situation, and his eyes couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

Can't these bones be killed?

"Don't burn them with weapons, with ghost fire!"

Ghost fire is also known as phosphorus fire, it is a unique kind of flame of ghosts, very domineering, as long as it is stained with ghost fire, it is like a bone gangrene, there is no way to get rid of it.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Clusters of blue ghostly fire erupted, and skeletons were ignited, but to King Hamill's horror, the bones were ignited, but they were not reduced to ashes.

Instead, he was resurrected in the flames......

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The ghost soldiers and the bone soldiers kept fighting.

Over time, the bone soldier falls, gets up again, falls and gets up again.

The tide is slowly turning.

The ghost soldiers, who originally had an absolute advantage, slowly declined......

Whether it was Yang Shou or Han Xin, their eyes showed excitement.

It's really a brine point tofu, one thing drops one thing.

Who would have thought that it was not the millions of male soldiers who really restrained King Hamill, nor the martial arts saints who were vigorous in blood and blood, but the craftsmen and soldiers who were killed by him and unjustly killed back then.

Back then, because of their hard work and sacrifice, there was today's broad-leaved Xiongcheng.

Today, because of their revenge, the entire broad-leaved Xiongcheng is going to become a pile of ruins, and I have to say that every peck and drink is heavenly.

"Providence is hard to disobey!"

Xiao He, who was dressed in black, stood on a high place, looking at the chaos in the city and the ghost soldiers fighting everywhere, his eyes couldn't help but show emotion.

In the past, although he was modest and kind on the surface, he still looked down on the poor from the heart.

After all, in troubled times, the people are ants and lambs, and they can be slaughtered at any time if they want to.

For Situ Xing's kindness to the people's livelihood, he has some criticism in his heart.

But today, he was really shocked.

Who would have thought that those inconspicuous ants, after gathering, would be able to burst out with such a powerful and shocking power, even the invincible King Halmi would look so weak in front of them.

What exactly is powerful?

What is weakness?

Looking at everything in front of him, Xiao He's eyes kept flickering.

Perhaps, as Situ Xing said, the people's hearts are like water, and water can carry a boat and capsize a boat...... Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!