"Quack-squeak-"

Although Mansibel's walls are not ten meters high, they are almost ten meters high, about eight to nine meters high.

Such a high city wall is matched by an ironwood gate five or six meters high and two or three meters thick.

It is very difficult to open or close such a door, and it takes more than 30 seconds for the door to be pushed open by a small half.

After opening the small half, the gate did not continue to open, but stopped.

Next, thirty or forty units of swordsmen walked out of the city gate one by one.

After walking out of the city gates, these swordsmen began to organize a procession.

Once arrayed, the swordsmen rushed towards the walking corpses.

Although the walking corpses are rough and thick-skinned, sturdy and durable, they are only second-order units anyway, and they are completely incomparable to fourth-order units such as swordsmen.

As soon as thirty or forty swordsmen rushed into the crowd of corpses, they brought down a large number of walking corpses.

Fourth-order swordsmen can often kill two or three walking corpses with a single sword, and more than a hundred units of walking corpses can be solved in five or six minutes at most.

Just as the swordsmen were chopping the walking corpses like muggles, the terrifying knights watching the battle from a distance suddenly raised their swords.

With the movements of the horror knight, the horror knight and the dark knight beside him also raised their weapons together, and drove the war horses under him to gallop towards the battlefield outside the city gate.

"Haha! I've been waiting for you for a long time!" The nobles watching the battle on the city wall opened their palms and shouted softly at the terrifying knight who was running wildly:

"Retardation!"

A burst of earthy yellow light suddenly appeared under the feet of the nobles' targets, the Terror Knight and the Dark Knight.

The light wrapped tightly around all the Terror Knights and Dark Knights, causing them to move at a slower pace than the Walking Dead.

"Prayer!"

After inflicting stagnation on the Dark Knight and the Terror Knight, the nobles cast prayer spells on the swordsmen outside the city.

Prayer increases the damage of the blessed, and with the blessing of prayer, the swordsman cleans up the walking corpse faster.

"Marseille, get rid of these disgusting walking corpses!" After doing all this, the nobleman shouted to the swordsmen outside the city, "The Terror Knight has come!" ”

"Yes, my lord!" Marseille, who was leading the swordsman team to clean up the walking corpses, confidently replied to his lord.

After recovering his lord, Marseille turned and slashed a walking corpse with a sword.

After cleaning up his opponent, he glanced up at the situation on the battlefield.

The walking corpses were almost dead, with only a dozen or so left, and the swordsmen were strong enough to cause no damage.

The Terror Knight and the Dark Knight were still far away, and it would take a long time for these Graveyard Clan's sixth-order units to get here because of the Slowness Technique.

After watching the battle, Marseille rushed towards the last dozen or so walking corpses with a giant sword.

Dozens of seconds later, when the last walking corpse was killed by Marseille's own hands, Marseille finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the distance, the Terror Knight and the Dark Knight were approaching, and a sixth-order unit like this, fighting a fourth-order swordsman, like a battle between a swordsman and the walking dead, was no different from cutting Muggles.

Once they come to their own swordsman team, they will definitely not escape death, Marseille is not a god-given warrior without wisdom, he is a native resident with wisdom, in the face of death, Marseille is still under great pressure in his heart.

But now, the walking corpses are all gone, and I can return to the Mansibel Knight Territory with the swordsman team immediately, and I don't have to go through this kind of pressure.

"Whole army, go back to the city!" With a shout, Marseille was the first to run towards the gate.

Led by Marseille, the squad of swordsmen stepped over the corpses of the walking corpses and headed for the city gates.

At this moment, Marseille glanced out of his eyes and saw a walking corpse with a bulging belly.

"What's going on?" An eerie feeling rose in Marseille's heart.

The next moment, the corpse's slowly bulging belly suddenly exploded, and a palm-sized red bat emerged.

"Not good! There is an ambush! Retreat! Marseille yelled and sped up to flee in the direction of the gate.

But now it's too late!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

......

The first bat was just the beginning, and with the appearance of this bat, soon a second, and a third appeared......

In an instant, more than twenty bats appeared around the swordsman team.

These bats flew much faster than the swordsman's running speed, and in just a few moments, the twenty-odd bats stopped on the road leading to the gate and turned into twenty vampires with blue fangs and red coats.

The way of this swordsman squad has been blocked!

"Bastard! How could these goddamn graveyard creatures come up with such a tactic? The nobleman on the city wall also saw this, and he was so angry that he smashed the city wall with another punch.

Who would have thought that these graveyard creatures would think of such a trick? Now the swordsman team will have to pay the price of blood if they want to come back!

The creature in front of the swordsman is the Vampire, the fourth-order unit of the Graveyard Clan, the strongest class of all fourth-order units.

Thirty or forty swordsmen, if you want to break through the obstruction of twenty units of vampires, it is impossible not to leave a dozen or so! And this time will be long, long enough for the arrival of the Horror Knight and the Dark Knight.

But what the swordsman squad lacks is time, they can't afford to delay, once the Dark Knight and the Terror Knight arrive, with the vampires, it won't be long before the swordsman squad will be wiped out.

Thinking of this, the nobleman raised his hand and threw another sluggish technique on the bodies of these sixth-order units.

"Fortunately, this is just a group of rogue forces, and there are no heroes." The nobleman secretly rejoiced, and shouted to the city gate:

"Marseille, charge forward! I'll send a squadron of griffons to support you! With that, the nobleman gave the same command to his soldiers through the hero's unique ability.

"Chirp!"

After the nobles' order was given, the more than a hundred griffons behind the city walls all rose into the air.

These griffons with eagle heads, eagle wings, and lion bodies immediately flapped their wings and rushed to support the swordsman team after determining the location of the swordsman team.

Seeing the appearance of the griffin, Marseille's morale was greatly boosted, and he rushed towards the vampire in front with the swordsman behind him.

"Haha, stupid and arrogant Templar Lord! You're done! ”

Seeing the appearance of the griffin, one of the people in the cemetery clan's military formation also laughed happily.

It was a sturdy man standing near the Corpse Witch, wrapped in black wizard robes...... It could also be the undead.

He stepped out of the corpse witch in a few strides, and then stretched out a pair of withered hands.