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The smell of gunpowder, which has not been finely processed, gathers on the battlefield, distracting the spirits and making the bloodthirsty undead even more bloodthirsty.

The moonlight shone on the bodies of the undead as if dyed with a red glimmer, and only an extremely dark vision could clearly see their terrifying smiles. With a terrifying smile hidden beneath their expressionlessness, they advanced, and then raised the human corpse in their hands and threw it into the trap set by the human. Watching which traps are triggered and letting out a horrible laugh is like laughing at the feeble struggle. The sound of shattered bones, the sound of running on the battlefield, the feeling of people in the fragile fortifications, even if they were well armed, felt as if they were on a ship full of holes, and the next second it seemed as if they were about to sink into the sea.

The undead legion charged with ferocity, and they were monsters who didn't care about their own life or death. The leading ladies roared feverishly Long live the falcon, while charging wildly, their already red eyes seemed to have a bloodthirsty tumor bulging, like a huge chariot advancing, unstoppable! The breathtaking momentum alone made people flee backwards in despair, and even though the steel bow and arrow pierced deep into their bodies, their expressions still did not change! Charge! Charge! Charge! Nothing can stop them! Unless the banner held high by the zombie lord named Shirley falls! Otherwise, it would be impossible to stop the undead legion, which had been replaced by a group of chariots.

Shooting, shooting, hands were shaking, tears were left, mouths were shouting: I don't want to die.

The morale of such a human army has reached a minimum point but it is still not crumbling, they cry, shout, frantically pull the trigger of their crossbows, or shoot arrow after arrow into the body of the undead legion, but they do not retreat! There was no escape! This is the most brutal part of this unequal battle, in the face of the human legion you can run away, you can surrender, but in the face of this horrific killing weapon that has stood on the battlefield, the undead legion refuses to take prisoners, and... The behavior is thorough. - The people who wanted to surrender have already given enough examples to the remaining soldiers!

The firing of bows and crossbows could not stop any troops determined to charge, especially the undead. After two and a half minutes, the undead had rushed to a distance of less than 30 meters from the makeshift defense!

Roar -

Most of them were rushed up by zombies before they could put down their bows and arrows, skeletons were crushed to the ground and frantically torn apart with weapons and minions, blood-red organs and pale pink human tissues were thrown at the entire line of defense - occasionally there were well-behaved, well-quality soldiers, they were carried by the Lonely Mountain Ladies laughing wildly and then bitten by the Lady Lady herself, biting her neck. The ladies then threw them backwards, and it only took 5 seconds for them to turn into zombies if they were bitten on the neck. Under this cruel system of votes, the undead legions are fighting more and more and even more elite.

Stuart roared angrily and stabbed the stabbing sword in his hand into the eye socket of a zombie shield soldier, and the precise attack destroyed the opponent's brain, but at this moment, the zombie shield soldier stabbed the commander with a backhand on the rather aristocratic commander, and the pain did not affect his sword withdrawal or angry roar. The longer he fought, the more scars he had, and every undead soldier's dying counterattack was the most dangerous. The commander's original command knife was already full of gaps and cracks, but the undead soldiers still rushed up like a tidal wave, as if they couldn't kill it, and swarmed up.

If those damn guys had come up with sophisticated weapons earlier, Falcon Town wouldn't have been crushed by the first wave, and the culprit behind the constant loss of the stick guys in their own legion now is 'their own people'!

Suddenly, Stuart saw a very familiar and hateful face, which was not annoying at all, with delicate features and a thin face, a soft and lovely white complexion, and gentle eyes of vermilion. But what was completely different from her gentle movements was that she raised the battle flag and smiled at a human soldier who rushed towards her, and then dodged sideways, slashing the battle flag hard, while the brave soldier under her command was too aggressive because of the rush of the battle, and was crushed by the battle flag and fell to the ground, and before he could howl in pain, the zombie lady quickly smashed the tip of the tail of the battle flag into his skull.

"No!" The soldier was drawn by himself. It was he who took him to the battlefield, it was he who took him... Die. This guy has two younger sisters... Thinking of this, Stuart roared in the air, and out of his tired and scarred body, a huge force poured out of nowhere, and in just a moment, he frantically picked out beautiful sword flowers with his stabbing sword, and pierced the heads of the three zombie round shield soldiers! The sudden breakthrough at the time of the battle actually allowed this +2 pro to break through the end of the +2 pro in an instant, and break through to the +3 pro! There was no breakthrough pleasure in his eyes, only fierce hatred, and after piercing the enemy, he crashed like a raging rhinoceros into the zombie lady holding the battle flag!

Commander Stuart didn't charge recklessly like the soldiers before him, his slender stabbing sword flashed with silver light, and once again shook out three sword flowers and stabbed at Miss Zombie's neck, eyes, and temples! The hateful blade is weak and powerless for Miss Zombie named Shirley.

Shirley's free right hand suddenly drew the long sword at her waist and slashed quickly at Stuart's blade. Although the strength of the +3 pro after Stuart's breakthrough is extremely strong, even when the body is already under a huge load, it has the power to suppress Shirley, but Miss Zombie's goal is only a temporary obstacle to this sword - the moment she sees the goal achieved, Miss Zombie has the same gentle smile on her face as just now, waving the battle flag and slashing down!

In the face of such unfavorable conditions, Stuart was able to change his moves in an instant, and the three disappearing sword flowers that had been hindered once burst into a breathtaking and beautiful brilliance, and in that moment, a gorgeous battlefield flower bloomed again in the middle of the three broken sword flowers that were too bright to look at, and it went straight to Shirley's left eye socket!

Seeing this change, Shirley didn't want to eat this trick, and the battle flag she held in her left hand suddenly put on another hand, and she held the battle flag with both hands as if using a spear, and used huge force to reshape the trajectory of the battle flag and drape it on the gorgeous battlefield flower! After the bang, the sword flower did not stop, but became more beautiful and dazzling because of Shirley's percussion, and stabbed at Shirley's eye socket at a very fast speed!

At this moment, everything around him fell silent, and the roars and wails of the soldiers around him were almost completely blocked out of his ears, and everything in the world seemed to disappear into his retina, and only the zombie lady was left in his eyes--ominous.

Obviously, he wants to hit the other party's eyes, stab the opponent's brain, and kill this zombie. But in front of me, I was very slow to replay the scene of my hometown, the golden wheat field, the warm smell of bread, and the smiling mother waving to me. The beads of blood hanging from the corners of his mouth have dried up, and the determination to die has absorbed all the blood in this body! In the end, his eyes went black, and he lost consciousness forever.

The trembling sword flower, the weak stabbing, it seems that he has reached the last limit.

Shirley's battle flag that had just struck on his sword flower shook violently, as if there was a gunshot, a sound of a bullet being discharged, and the tip of the flag shook so much that it instantly drove the flagpole to smash several ribs of the heroic commander, and at the same time, the head of the flagpole shook, and the air sent out a shock wave as if it was shaken - in an instant, the sword flower that was already the end of the strong crossbow withered like this, and gently, just gently kissed the eyelid the moment Shirley retreated, drawing a beautiful red fine mark.

The commander of the walls, Stuart, was killed on August 13 in Griffon's 43rd year after killing 21 zombie Shield Soldiers and challenging Shirley-Falcon-Victoriano.

In total, there were more than 30 scars and 6 wounds on the body that were hit by muskets, and after death, due to excessive damage to the wounds and muscle fibers, he was finally abandoned by the undead army.