Originally, with the shroud of holy light, the original blood-colored mist gradually dissipated, but even if these blood mist only devoured less than one-third of the population of the "Holy Radiance City", it was enough to open most of the dark gates.

As the capital of the Heavenly Heart Kingdom, hundreds of thousands of people have lived in the "Holy Radiance City" for many years, and the blood mist has swallowed one-third of the population, that is, more than 100,000 blood sacrifices!

When Forders stood up again, in addition to more than a dozen golden skeletons, he was led by a ghost knight who had long since disappeared in the long river of history.

"Ghost Rider: A powerful creature from the world of the undead, with incredible physical strength, wielding a variety of dark and earth-based magic, and being immune to most low-level magic."

"When people face such demons, they don't have the courage to resist at all, and they will basically fall into paralysis."

This is the record of this otherworldly powerhouse in the history books, and with the appearance of this ghost knight, a large number of undead armies have also emerged in a steady stream.

"Ahem—"

Fordes was just about to say something, but the backlash interrupted by the blood sacrifice before made him cough.

However, at this moment, the ghost knight's smooth right arm suddenly lifted, and then a burst of cold and countless black energy continued to pour into Fordes's body.

In just a moment, all the hidden dangers caused by the backlash before were gone, and at the same time, the surging energy in his body was still soaring, and then the barrier that once trapped the West Sea and didn't know how many strong people were broken down without the slightest hindrance, and after it was broken, the power in his body was still soaring, and after a long time, as the black mist stopped injecting, Fordes gradually retreated from that mysterious state.

Powerful, more powerful than ever!

It was the only thought that kept flooding Fudes's mind after he returned to consciousness.

It's just that......

After half a ring, Fordes sighed heavily, from now on, he can no longer be called a "human", although at this time, he still retains the basic appearance of being a human being, but in fact, he has completely fallen into eternal darkness, and there is no chance to turn back.

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Without the slightest warning, the gate of the palace, which had been closed, suddenly opened.

Then, a large number of skeleton archers, skeleton warriors, death knights...... The undead creatures that Chopin had seen and had never heard of were blasting out of the palace in a continuous stream.

"Really?"

Looking at this horrific scene in front of him, Chopin seemed to have expected it, and let out a sigh of nonchalant, as if he was pitying, and as if he was pity, but after a while, all emotions disappeared, and some were just iron-blooded battle intent.

"Kit, Giman, get all the Imperial soldiers ready, next, I'm afraid we will have the toughest battle since coming to this Otherworld!"

Chopin took a deep breath, and his face was covered with an unprecedented look of eccentricity, fear of the unknown, blood for war, and perhaps indescribable excitement and other indescribable emotions.

As with the class divisions in the human race, there is no doubt that the skeleton warriors and skeleton archers are undoubtedly the lowest level in this otherworldly army, and their duty is always to serve as cannon fodder for consumption.

However, compared with the chaotic skeleton army that Chopin encountered in the "City of Chaos" before, the group of skeleton warriors and skeleton archers in front of him, who also had no wisdom or emotion, were like disciplined soldiers, steadily advancing.

A great crisis is approaching, but at this time, Chopin, after all kinds of complicated emotions converge, finally entered a strange state of almost no sorrow and no joy.

At this time, he even felt that he had slowly turned into a cold machine, but the consciousness of the whole person was unprecedentedly clear.

And as the army of skeletons crossed an invisible dotted line carved in Chopin's heart, his loud and deep voice also suddenly sounded.

"Shoot!"

As if infected by this invisible fierce momentum, an imperial warrior also pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang bang-"

The tunnel stone brings a faint but hot spark in the small but compact chamber, and then the gunpowder inside completes the trilogy of burning, expanding, and exploding in an extremely short period of time, bringing endless death.

In the barrel of the black oppression, what was constantly swallowed at this time seemed to be the light that had descended from heaven to purify all darkness, and the lead bullets that were fired out were the killing messengers sent by the god of death, harvesting the wisps of blue soul fire in the wildest and most efficient way.

As if to echo the roar of the tunnel guns, when the phantom shadows fell on the skeleton warrior at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, followed by a dense and crisp sound of bone shattering.

On the bodies of those skeleton warriors, the parts hit by the lead bullets, pieces of pale bones continue to fall off, and when several lead bullets fall on the adjacent parts in a row, the bones of that area of the skeleton warrior's body will even explode directly, bringing out the fragments that dance wildly in the sky, and then most of them will collapse together with the fragile skeleton of the entire skeleton.

"Click, click—"

The continuous cracking sound slammed against the ground like a rapid raindrop, compact, turbulent, and manic!

Under the impact of this completely unreasonable barbaric force, these skeleton warriors did not have the slightest strength to resist, and one by one the figures trembled and struggled, but in the end they still staggered and collapsed like mountain peaks.

And when the first round of fire was over, the two hundred line infantry in the first row quickly retreated, while at the same moment, the line infantry in the second row immediately moved forward, and then with the pull of the trigger, the flame dragon intertwined with endless flames swept away again, frantically devouring the bodies of those skeleton warriors.

"Bang bang-"

Every bit of great light, from this moment, is also turbulent rising from the black pressure muzzle.

It is the celebration of life, the purification of evil, and the most terrible scythe of death.

The tongues of fire stretched out in a row, like a hideous fire dragon,

"Bang bang-"

The crisp gunfire was like a continuous firecracker, roaring, shocking, and intensive.

Lead bullets slashed through the void in unison, not only bringing out bursts of sharp and piercing whistling, but also bringing the greetings of death to the army of the undead in front.

Faced with the surging power of lead bullets containing the expansion and explosion of gunpowder, these skeleton armies had no idea how to dodge, and in fact, they couldn't dodge at all.

"Click, click, click—"

At this moment, the crisp sound of bones shattering was like a continuous drizzle falling on the ground, and an endless stream of madness sounded.

The continuous sound of popping beans sounded again, mixed with the extremely thick smell of gunsmoke, even these well-trained Imperial warriors couldn't help coughing at this time, but the noise and roar of the tunnel guns suppressed all the sounds.

It was as if there was only this beast-like roar in the world.

As cannon fodder for consumption, the skeletons of these skeleton warriors and skeleton archers naturally cannot be too strong to withstand the catharsis of tunnel fire at all.

It's just that in an instant, the bodies of the undead skeletons at the forefront are all trembling, and then the skeletons are all shattered, and at the same moment, the condition of those undead skeletons in the back is not much better, and the white bones that originally had a bit of smooth and crystal feeling are full of dense cracks at this time, and it seems that they may collapse at any time.

When the second row of line infantry finished firing, the line infantry of the third row continued to fill up, and so on, so as to ensure that as much fire as possible was vented on those skeleton warriors, and at the same time, the time consumption of gunpowder reloading was greatly reduced.

On the battlefield, the accuracy of tunnel guns has always been a headache for countless commanders and soldiers, even in the 18th century, the accuracy of tunnel guns has not been improved.

However, in the face of the surging skeleton army in front of them, where do these line infantry need to aim, they only need to fill and shoot mechanically, and then fill and shoot again, which can end the life of a skeleton warrior.

And in the current situation of absolute abundance of ammunition, the only thing that limits them is the limited physical strength.

Seemingly easy shooting and loading, for these line infantry, the physical exertion does not seem to be large, but such a continuous cycle, the pressure on them is actually quite large, especially in the rapidly changing battlefield, they are not only subjected to this.

However, the existence hidden in the shadows does not seem to take these lowest-level classes seriously at all, and such attrition and delay may be the only reason for their existence.

Under the incessant whistling of lead bullets, one undead skeleton after another kept falling, but at the same moment, those undead archers in the rear also rained down like drops.

Bone arrows, polished and extremely smooth, with deep grooves like prismatic thorns, rose from the sky like locusts, and then fell with terrifying penetrating power.

Although the accuracy of these bone arrows thrown over is actually quite poor because of the long distance, the continuous projectile of the skeleton archers in front of them who have no end in sight, even if an Imperial warrior uses the help of cover to resist, and all of them shrink into a ball, dead or alive, there are still many Imperial warriors injured and killed.

The firepower of the tunnel guns was indeed ferocious, and a skeleton warrior kept falling, but the empty space that had just been cleared was quickly filled by the skeleton warriors in the rear.

The skeleton warriors stepped on the shattered bones of their companions and continued on their way, without the slightest effect on the speed of their advance, and once these damn creatures were brought close, Chopin and his soldiers would have been plunged into an endless nightmare.

If it was a one-on-one, even one-to-many head-to-head confrontation, Chopin believed that his men would not have much fear, and that the final victory in such a war would still belong to their side, although the price that could be paid was relatively large.

As long as the morale and fighting spirit of the other party are crushed with absolute momentum and crushing strength, then this army is basically finished.

But what Chopin and they are facing at this time is a skeleton that has no emotion at all and doesn't know what fear is, but the number of undead skeletons in front of them is not endless.

If these undead skeletons can't be suppressed with firearms, then the smoke of this war will probably end with the approach of both sides.

However, in addition to the musket, Chopin also has an even more terrifying weapon in his hands - artillery!

It has to be said that despite all these shortcomings, artillery is indeed the most terrifying killing machine on the battlefield.

Seeing that the army of the undead in front of him became more and more irritable, Chopin immediately gave the order for artillery fire.

The cavalry cannons have been quietly lurking behind the line infantry like docile sheep, and it is not until it shows its hideous and terrifying side that people know what kind of violent power this cavalry cannon will vent when the docile false skin is torn off.

"Boom Boom-"

A huge roar sounded like thunder and lightning, and the high-speed rotating iron balls, driven by the huge force of the explosion of gunpowder, seemed to have incarnated into the most terrifying, efficient, ruthless, crazy, and bloodthirsty killing messengers!

Each iron ball would smash straight into the boundless army of skeletons after drawing a graceful arc in the sky, and the skeletons in front of it would be easily torn apart, pierced, and then completely annihilated.

Because the terrifying kinetic energy released by the heavy iron ball was enough to easily tear the bones of these undead skeletons.

The roaring sound of thunder still echoed in the air, but the black iron ball had already crushed it with unstoppable power.

Each iron ball will be forced to plow a bloody path full of countless bone fragments in the skeleton army.

The roar of the artillery rang out one after another, and the curtain of death was opened again and again.

With the slender skeleton of a skeleton warrior and skeleton archer falling like a building, a large amount of dark blue soul fire also fell with the wind like catkins, but before it landed, that little bit of white light stretched out again, and then the energy points in Chopin's retina soared again.

No matter how many Imperial warriors he has under his command, no matter how strong they are, they can't withstand the onslaught of the undead army in front of him, and as long as this Holy Cross is there, he can continuously recruit more Imperial troops.

Fighting to raise war, this is Chopin's real confidence against the other party!

ps: Thanks to the "Poor Lonely" pro-reward of 100 coins.