Heyang Mountain Range, looking from afar, is like a giant mountain split by lightning, high and not topped, stretching for hundreds of miles, the mountain road is tortuous and winding, the mountain road is high and low, the width and narrowness of the mountain road are different, the march is not easy, no wonder no one has thought of deploying here!

200,000 troops are stationed here, the tail is not big, and the military order is more difficult to effectively transmit, in order to avoid chaos, Ye Gucheng adopts a team of ten people, a hundred people and a chief, called the centurion, and has a deputy position, and the centurion supervises the team to ensure unified tactics, in Ye Gucheng's words, the centurion is dead, the deputy is dead, the deputy is dead, and the captain is on the captain, even if he fights to a soldier, he will never retreat half a step.

In order to ensure maximum lethality, the front is all strong crossbowmen, due to the limited position, can only accommodate ten people standing side by side, therefore, the front two rows are heavy crossbows, one squats and one stands, to ensure the maximum strength of fire suppression, considering the need to load crossbow arrows, there is space on both sides as a replacement.

The whole army was in place, and the soldiers stared coldly at the narrow entrance dozens of meters ahead, where was their defense line.

In mid-air, the golden dragon hung in front of the army, the dragon's head was high, and a set of special reins tightly covered most of its face, of course, it did not affect the mouth movement of the golden dragon.

At one end of the reins was a thick rein, and the reins were being tightly grasped by Ye Gucheng's left hand.

Ye Gucheng wore armor and held a silver spear in his right hand, obviously, this time he was going to participate in the big battle, and his focus on defense was the birds in the air.

Although Li Yue'er's magic is strong, there is a drawback, it takes time, before the power grid is formed, there are still many loopholes, and the ground army may not be able to reach it closely, but the birds can!

Ye Gucheng didn't know if the speed of the birds could exceed the speed of the power grid, so he didn't dare to risk putting Li Yue'er in danger.

Li Yue'er sat behind Ye Gucheng, her hands lightly around her waist, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, not only like recuperating her energy, but also like running silently to adjust her physical strength and aura.

The wind, blowing gently, three thousand white filaments flying, beautiful, holy, like a painting that does not exist in the world!

Suddenly, Li Yue'er's eyes suddenly opened, and she said softly: "It's here!"

Ye Gucheng shook violently and stared at the horizontal line in the sky.

As far as the eye can see, the horizontal line is covered with black dots, and the black dots are moving, impacting!

"Crossbowman, prepare!"

The governor gave an order, and the soldiers quickly entered the state, staring closely into the distance, the source of the sound.

The voice, shriveled, roared, like a beast, but without a trace of life!

Soon, a tide of corpses began to appear at the mouth of the canyon, because the entrance was too small, the crowding of corpses could not carry out an effective sprint, but to Ye Gucheng's surprise, the corpses were not crowded towards the entrance, but more towards the mountains on both sides, and the trees broke and exploded.

"Put!"

For a while, the fire was in full swing, the crossbow arrows were splashing, and the army of the undead in the sprint fell down in a large area, whether it was human corpses or beast corpses, and after a while, a huge mountain of corpses gradually took shape.

Even so, this corpse mountain still couldn't stop the attack of the corpse tide, but was pushed forward and rolled, and there was a problem with identification, and the soldiers couldn't tell whether the corpse tide was dead or alive, so they could only rely on instinct to shoot while retreating, and retain enough long-range space as much as possible.

Until there was no way back, the crossbow archers were forced to shoot hard.

The rolling amplitude of the mountain of corpses is getting smaller and smaller, but the height is getting higher and higher! Shooting closely on the horizontal plane can no longer effectively resist the enemy, and more crossbow archers can only raise the angle of shooting, which is a great challenge for heavy crossbows, because the crossbowmen can only rely on brute force to raise the crossbow handle, and the long time continues, making them sweat coldly and their arms sore.

It's a pity that when the manpower is exhausted, the supply of crossbow arrows begins to have problems, the firepower gradually weakens, and hand-to-hand combat is about to begin.

"Brother, if I die before I have time to cut myself, please give me a ride, I don't want my soul to be at rest after death, and become like their ghosts. "It was a crossbowman who had lost his supply and silently tossed to the side and drew his silver saber.

"Me too, please help me, brothers!" another crossbow archer drew his saber.

The same words kept ringing in the army, and a large number of crossbow archers abandoned their crossbows and changed their knives, staring at the giant mountain of corpses not far away.

Above the mountain of corpses, corpses tumbled down, leaping high and sprinting with a roar.

"Huaxia soldiers, fight to the death and don't retreat!"

The Governor of the Crossbow will be the first to draw his sword and charge.

"Kill!"

In the roar, countless crossbowmen were already rushing at the same speed.

The two streams of people collided quickly, knives flew, and screamed again and again.

Compared with the orderly fighting of the Chinese soldiers, the army of the undead has no rules at all, and will only rush and bite and stab with brute force, but there is one thing that human beings cannot match, that is, the undead will not be tired, and the bounce is also very amazing, the first row is still fighting, and the second and third rows have stepped up and flew towards the crowd.

The soldiers, who fell in large numbers, could not get up again, and those who were alive could not make up for the knife as they wished, because what stopped them was an endless stream of corpses, which could be described as self-care, and only a few tried their last breath to kill themselves to keep their souls from being defiled.

Ye Gucheng saw the battle situation on the mountain road in his eyes and was anxious in his heart, but Li Yue'er hadn't made a move yet, and the undead birds hadn't shown up, Ye Gucheng couldn't move, and he didn't dare to move!

In fact, he was even more worried that the army of the undead on both sides of the mountain peak would suddenly jump down the valley, which would undoubtedly make matters worse for the soldiers fighting at the bottom of the valley! Fortunately, there was no move to jump down yet, and he thought that he was going to cross the mountain and attack Panlong City.

Of course, Ye Gucheng was already too busy to take care of himself, and the army of the undead on the mountain peak could only be handed over to the army of the Nansheng Kingdom in Yeyuan to deal with.

Suddenly, Ye Gucheng felt alarmed in his heart, and his right hand instinctively raised.

Qiang!!

The flames erupted, and the silver spears swung away the spears that had been fired.

When Ye Gucheng's heart was palpitating, he looked at the source of the spear.

In the forest not far away, an undead knight stared coldly at Ye Gucheng, and the spear in his hand disappeared, obviously, it was thrown out just now.

Undead Knight! It's exactly like in the dream!

Ye Gucheng's heart was tight for no reason.

The undead knight coldly withdrew his gaze and slowly looked at the bottom of the valley, his eyes bursting with redness.

Ye Gucheng suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and sure enough, the army of undead in the climbing was stagnant, and immediately, they all turned around and jumped into the abyss.

"Oops!" Ye Gucheng's face changed drastically, and he finally realized that the undead knight actually played the role of a commander, and the undead legion actually had a commander! Thinking of this, Ye Gucheng's heart instantly fell into a trough.

At the bottom of the valley, the Chinese soldiers who fell into the white-hot battle had no senses, fear and death were left behind, and the large-scale casualties stimulated the animal nature, and everyone only wanted to kill the monster in front of them.

The shield array of the Xuanyuan clan played to the fullest, each soldier struggled to resist the shield with his left hand, swung the machete with his right hand, and the blade passed, ** corpse fell, even so, it still couldn't stop the endless collision, row after row of powerless fall, row after row struggled to push forward.

This is a tough battle, but also a war of attrition, who is fighting for a lot of loss!

Obviously, the Huaxia army was at a disadvantage, the crossbow corps was completely annihilated, the shield soldiers were completely defeated, one-fifth of the army was lost, and the battle line was still fading.

This is not the most painful thing! The real pain comes from the top of the valley.

Like a rain of corpses falling from the sky, the valleys on both sides kept falling corpses, smashing on the ground and smashing into the crowd, and many soldiers were caught off guard and stoned to death.

The corpses that can fall from the sky, as long as they can get up, as long as they have not fallen apart, they have bitten left and right like chicken blood.

The scuffle broke out in full swing, and the casualties were even more tragic.

Shout!

Ye Gucheng seemed to be vigilant, and violently waved his spear to shoot down the spear shot from the other side, and halfway up the mountain on the other side, there was also an undead knight.

"Ying Long, take off!" At this moment, Ye Gucheng knew very well that the position he was in was not safe.

At this moment, Li Yue'er finally moved!

I saw her hanging high in the air, wrapped in bright light, her hands waved, and a power grid began to condense.

In the sky above the horizon, dense black dots gradually appeared, and the bird troops in the undead army finally appeared!

When Ye Gucheng was sure that Li Yue'er was safe, his eyes were cold, and the fierce dragon swooped down halfway up the mountain, his target, the undead knight.

Or maybe there is a sense, the undead knight instinctively wants to retreat, but it is still slow!

The golden dragon roared past, and the silver spear in Ye Gucheng's hand stabbed sharply, and the knight on horseback penetrated and led it into the air, and with a flick of his hand, the corpse fell into the air.

Ye Gucheng succeeded in striking a blow and did not retreat, pulled the reins, and dived to the other side again.

The death of his companion, the undead knight saw it, his eyes were red, and the corpse tide on both sides quickly gathered towards it, flying like a golden dragon.

"Dragon's Groan!"

Roar!!!

The sonic attack at close range made the corpse tide stagnate, and Ye Gucheng took the opportunity to sweep left and right, clearing the obstacles, and the silver spear stabbed straight at a gallop, piercing and throwing the knight on horseback into the air in one fell swoop.

With the two undead knights killed, the tide of corpses jumping down the valley finally stopped, and they continued to climb forward.

At this point, Ye Gucheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and found a way to deal with the army of the undead, but unfortunately, it didn't have much effect, after all, the suppression of numbers was always a hard injury!

On the other side, Li Yue'er's power grid was in full shape, and the power grid covering the sky was intercepted at the mouth of the valley, completely cutting off the tide of undead army.

Even so, Li Yue'er still didn't throw it out, even if the spiritual power was rapidly consumed, she was waiting, she knew better than anyone that the real terrifying existence of the undead army could only be avoided if she killed the source.

The dragon's chant resounded in the sky.

Ye Gucheng's color changed, and he suddenly looked at the source of the sound, among the birds, the leader was a huge flying dragon, and there was a faint black spot on the back of the flying dragon.

For no reason, Ye Gucheng remembered the black robe in the dream, and the red light that seemed to penetrate the bottom of his heart made him still have palpitations.

It was also at this moment that Li Yue'er finally made a move, with one finger, the power grid flashed out.

The wyvern rose violently and quickly retreated.

The power grid flashed away.

The army of the undead who had rushed to the ground vanished, leaving only the charred black earth all over the ground.

The dense birds in the sky also disappeared, and there was nothing empty, except for a lone rider.