As it moved, the black torrent behind it that poured on the ground like a tide came to an abrupt end. The air froze slightly, then receded again like a low tide.

The casualties are too heavy, and such an elite heavy iron cavalry is the trump card in the hands of the undead, and naturally it cannot be consumed in vain in the tragic battle. Following the order of the undead who had pursued Zhuang Yichen, the Necromantic Iron Rider swept towards the wilderness, and the endless Sinking Demon and the Blade Demon then joined the battlefield.

The battle was already the most tragic meat grinder, and after sending countless cannon fodder troops to replace the necromantic iron horse, the undead also moved away from this area.

There are only a few dozen undead clansmen on the entire earth who command this war, and the entire vast southern region of China is under his own command.

For the undead, war is a sandbox game of arranging troops. The forward fortress once again began a long and tragic attrition with the flood of Sinking Demons, Ghouls, and the newly added Blade Demons.

As soon as the Necro Cavalry withdrew from the battlefield, the massive artillery fire coverage suddenly stopped. The battle is still fierce, but it has returned to the intensity of a conventional war.

After a long time, the turbulent magical elements of the entire space finally slowly stopped. Zhuang Yichen was finally able to cultivate with peace of mind and began to stabilize the crumbling realm at this time.

Wisps of pure magic entered the body, gently repairing the scars on the fourth magic crystal. Time passed little by little, and this stable realm, Zhuang Yichen spent three whole days.

And during these three days, the battle of the advance fortress did not stop for a moment.

The black fog obscured the sky again, and the sun hadn't really appeared since that night's brilliant sunset. The whole sky was shrouded in gray colors, and the daytime was only visible for a few hours, and when night fell, it was pitch black.

Within an hour of the disappearance of the laws of the plane, the country had expanded to 77 first-level camps, and 13 had fallen directly. The fallen camps were all because they didn't find out the Earth rebels in time, and they were suddenly rushed out of the camp by the Necromantic Iron Horse, and they were captured by the undead in an instant.

By the morning of the third day, Camp Dawn was also in danger, and the forward fortress had been breached by an overwhelming array of Demons of Doom.

Under the gray sky, several fires burned above the city walls. There were only troops in the advancing fortress, and at this time, except for the gunfire from the stars in a few corners of the fortress, there was no trace of any living people.

The corpses of the soldiers on the walls have become piles of scattered bones. An advanced class of ghouls, a fanatical ghoul gnawing on the remnants of blood on a thigh bone.

The industrial equipment in the camp had been transferred before the war. In a hidden basement, perhaps the last three warriors in the entire fortress were carefully attaching their ears to the ceiling of the roof, inquiring about what was going on outside.

The fort had been breached the previous night, and the three warriors were the messengers in the advancing fort. The radio station in the basement had been damaged. With all the ammunition and food gone, it won't be long before the fanatical ghouls' sensitive noses follow the smell to find it.

At the sound of Suosuo's voice, an older lieutenant officer took a small kettle from his bosom, raised his head, and poured it with a loud sound, but not a drop came out.

"***, I can't pour a drop!"

A small soldier beside him sat on the ground and snorted weakly, "Platoon commander, don't try, it's long gone without water." ”

"Grass ***!" The platoon commander cursed, threw the kettle aside, and the kettle clanged and fell into the corner of the concrete wall in the basement. The sound echoed in the empty and silent basement, and it was particularly harsh.

"Hey, are you a spoon? What to do if you lure the monsters over! The third person squatting by the wall hurriedly said.

"Afraid of the ball! Isn't that a matter of time? Lao Tzu also has a magazine and two grenades, rest assured! ”

The platoon commander's words fell, and all three of them were silent for a while. At this time, death is not terrible, what is terrible is waiting for death minute by minute.

After a pause, the person who spoke just now knocked on the cement wall and proposed: "Let's not sing a song, don't the martyrs in the movie sing before their heroic sacrifices, the righteousness is awe-inspiring!" ”

", I don't want to die!" The young warrior sat on the ground and kicked him with his legs stretched out, and cursed in a low voice.

"Hey, I don't want to die yet. Who can help this? The platoon commander pouted, and the basement fell silent again.

The sporadic gunfire of resistance outside was becoming more and more sparse, and it had been a long time since it had been heard. In the silence, the old platoon grew a row of thighs, "Singing and singing, all TM cry and show your face to Lord Yama!" Come, I'll get up! ”

"A big river has wide waves, and the wind blows the rice and flowers on both banks."

The young little soldier chuckled, tilted his head and said, "Platoon commander, can you have something fresh!" I don't miss my country at all now, I just want to be at my high school lesbian table. ”

The platoon commander stretched out his hand and patted him on the head, opened his mouth, and only said one sentence, "Look at your appearance!" ”

Silence returned to the small basement. After a while, I heard a hoarse, dry, and badly out-of-tune singing voice sounding softly.

"That's the person I love day and night, how do I express it, will he accept me?"

"Maybe I should never have said that to her,"

"I am destined to wander the world, how can I be concerned."

“……”

The platoon commander also hummed softly along with the little soldier, and the four fanatical ghouls hurried through the long aisle towards the innermost basement.

A heavy gasp was close at hand, and the hoarse singing out of tune grew louder and louder.

"Boom~!"

Immediately after, a violent explosion sounded, and the three warriors and the four fanatical ghouls were reduced to pieces in the violent explosion. The collapsed basement buried their mangled corpses, and a large group of devastated demons attracted by the violent explosion circled around the place and slowly dispersed.

The smoke of gunpowder slowly drifted away from the bullet casings all over the ground, and there was not a single intact bullet in the entire fortress, and not a single shell that was not fired. The more than 3,000 defenders stationed here ran out of the last bullet and fought the last man.

The dust between the masonry drifted slowly into the distance with the breeze. At this point, the entire advancing fortress had no more resistance and was completely bulldozed.