The undead do not refer only to the same kind of people who are transformed into zombies or skeletons after death, but to all dark creatures that can still move freely after death, such as bone dragons, necromantic warhorses, and ghost crows.

These ghouls did not transform into the undead after they died, but became undead when they were alive because they devoured the corpses of the undead and were infected by corpse poison. There is a certain chance that an undead like this will be able to retain their own wisdom, rather than be transformed into a low-level undead who have lost their wisdom.

These ghouls, apparently, wanted to wait until the skeletons had climbed the walls before they went up to grab food, so as to minimize the danger.

Although the ghouls did not participate in the battle, the embarrassment faced by the soldiers did not lessen at all. New undead are constantly joining the ranks of the battlegrounds, and the soldiers begin to get tired as time passes. Tired is tired, and the soldiers still have an absolute advantage in front of the undead. The number of dead soldiers is really not worth mentioning compared to the dead undead.

Just as the soldiers were a little slack, a scream rang out in the air. The soldiers looked in the direction of the screams, and one of the guards had a snake wriggling around his neck, a smooth pink intestine.

Sticking out of its intestines was a huge fat undead, its bloated and fat belly with several hideous and terrible wounds, and under the broken belly, dozens of python-like intestines were constantly wriggling.

The intestine pulled the soldier off the city wall in an instant, and the soldier who fell to the ground was immediately surrounded by countless undead.

"Help, help! Who's going to save me! The soldier picked up the spear that had fallen to the ground with him, and frantically slapped the undead around him, but the strength of one person could not change his fate.

The undead quickly poured up, devouring the desperately struggling soldiers alive, and every part of their bodies became food for the undead.

The undead under the walls were all gathered together, fighting like a small hill for food below. It didn't take long for the undead to stop fighting and once again attack the walls.

In Chinese history, there is an idiom called "stepping on a corpse to climb the city", which means stepping on a corpse to climb the city. In the era of the Mongol conquest of the world, the Mongol army was good at driving the local civilians to attack the city wall, and the unarmed civilians were basically killed by the army, and the corpses of the dead civilians were dragged under the city wall by the Mongolian army to be used as sandbags. Heavily armoured death squads would venture out to pile up corpses under the walls under the cover of bows and arrows, hundreds of corpses clinging to the city like a hill. At this time, the Mongol army would step on the corpses and attack the city walls, killing the entire city.

At this time, the undead, one by one, piled up on the city wall, one after another, and then trampled on the corpses on the wall of the cemetery like the Mongol army in history. In just an instant, the undead submerged the entire city wall, and one soldier after another quickly died under the claws of the undead.

The guards could no longer resist the attack of the undead, and seeing that the resistance was hopeless, the captain hurriedly ordered, "Stand back, quickly retreat under the wall!" ”

Hearing the captain's order to retreat, the guards immediately turned around and ran. They fled in the same direction, and that was the city of Yerantir. In order to protect the inhabitants of the city of Yerantir, the cemetery is about five cents away from the city of Yelandir. As long as they can make it to the city of Yerantir, they can escape from Ascension.

The guards rushed down the stairs of the city wall and ran towards the city of Yerantil. As they rushed under the walls, a roar rang out behind them. A soldier subconsciously looked back, and more than a dozen undead tumbled down the stairs and rolled directly into a ball.

If this matter is placed in the past, then it must be an interesting thing that makes people laugh. But who can laugh in such an emergency?

The soldier only glanced back, and then hurriedly ran out. Because the undead who rolled into a ball just blocked the path behind, if you didn't hurry up, there would be no chance at all.

The distance of Wulisuo seems to be very close, but in the eyes of the outlaw, Wulisuo seems so far away, and everyone can't wait to put on two wings and fly to the sky.

Just as they were only a little way from the city of Yelantil, they saw a dark shadow fly up to the walls of Yelantil. Immediately after, a huge fireball shot out from the black shadow's body and hit the city wall with a "boom". The fireball blasted the wall out of a huge hole, and a large amount of dust and sand rolled down the wall, and the cracked wall looked like it was about to collapse.

The shadow shot out a fireball again, this time knocking down the entire wall entirely, leaving a hole twice the size of the gates of Yelantil.

"How could it be ......" The soldiers were already stunned by the sight in front of them, which forced them to slow down their pace. As soon as the angle slowed down slightly, several soldiers were caught by the undead chasing after them, and then torn to pieces.

There was no way, there were wolves in front and tigers in the back, so the soldiers had to run to the side, hoping to get rid of the pursuit of the undead.

Luckily, it seemed that the human aura in the city of Yerantil was too strong, and the undead did not continue to pursue the soldiers who ran to the side, but rushed straight towards the hole of the broken ground.

In this way, the soldiers of the Great Cemetery, who thought they were certain to die, were lucky to escape. When they looked again at the place where the dark shadow had appeared, there was nothing left, and the culprit who had caused the collapse of the walls of the city of Yerantil had fled to no apparent location.

Fearing that other undead would notice their presence and turn the spearhead, the captain hurriedly said to the soldiers: "Okay, okay, don't look at it, let's go quickly!" ”

"So where to run?"

"I don't know, let's take a detour. To the northeast, there should be a cavalry regiment stationed outside the city, where we can flee for refuge and report what happened here! ”

This suggestion was echoed by all the soldiers, who shouted: "Hurry up, hurry up!" ”

Not long after they walked out, the sound of horses' hooves was heard not far away, and a large group of cavalry rushed towards them in the billowing red dust.

One of the horsemen at the front seemed unaware of a guard in front of him, and the knight rode straight into the other, knocking the hapless knight to the ground. Seeing that the cavalry did not stop, the soldiers of the cemetery who had just recovered their strength hurriedly dodged the momentum of the cavalry charge. It would be too unlucky to die at your own hands at this time.

Several of the cavalrymen found their own soldiers in front of them, and all shouted loudly for their men to stop.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Although the sound of the cavalry charge could be described as deafening, they stopped in time to avoid stepping on more of their comrades.

When a knight who looked like a general saw the panting soldiers of the cemetery, he immediately reined in his horse and came to the cemetery soldiers' field.

The general, recognizing at a glance the captain of the guard of the graveyard, asked; "Aren't you soldiers in the graveyard? How did it end up here? ”

The captain knelt down on one knee, "Back to Lord Krysov, the undead in the entire cemetery are estimated to have suddenly come back to life!" Tens of thousands of undead have already stormed into the city of Yerantir, and if they were allowed to cause civilian casualties, the consequences would be unimaginable. ”

Krisov didn't continue to ask, he directly activated his "Eagle Eye" skill and looked into the distance. Although Eagle Eye was very ineffective at night, it was still possible to see a large black shadow approaching in the direction of Yerantir.

Chrysov swore he had never seen so many undead, skeletons, zombies, ghouls, flying ghosts, ghost ravens, and ghouls...... The undead that Krisov could think of in his memory almost appeared in his eyes. At this time, these undead are entering the city of Yelantil without hindrance, and if they cause huge casualties, then the entire city of Yelantil will become a paradise for the undead.

"My lord, it seems that the loud noise just now came from the city wall."

Chrysov whipped his horse under his crotch, "Damn, who is it that blew the walls of the city of Yerantil to pieces?" Don't they know that the undead can inflict great casualties on humanity? It's definitely a premeditated conspiracy, it's absolutely it! ”

"Such an explosion is at least created by dozens of mages attacking together, and it can put in so many mage troops at one time...... Could this be the work of the Church again? ”

"Unlikely!" Krisov shook his head directly, "The most taboo thing about the forces of the Sect is not the subhuman race, but the undead creatures. At least two-thirds of the undead creatures on our continent died at the hands of the Sect, so it is unlikely that they would do anything to drive the undead to attack the city. ”

"Then could it be a demon? If you want to classify it, the undead can barely be classified among the demons. ”

"Possibly...... "Okay, now is not the time to comment here." Although we only have 1,000 men, we have 3,000 men for one cavalry and three infantry. If we don't even have the courage to fight against the thousands of undead, then the entire city of Yelantil will be assimilated by the undead, and your parents, wives, and children will be one of them. At least, at least, it is necessary to give the people in the city enough time to escape. Do you understand? ”

"Understood!" The knights raised their spears above their foreheads, and their powerful shouts shook the earth!

Chrysov led a cavalry of more than a thousand men to rush out, and a thousand cavalry, like sharp arrows, plunged straight into the group of undead followers.

Bows and arrows were almost useless against the undead, so when he was still about fifty meters away from the undead, Krisov used the "war cry" to order: "The first hundred, the second hundred, the third hundred, throw the spear!" ”

Even in the midst of the roaring cavalry, Chrysov's battle cry still reached the ears of every warrior like thunder.

The three hundred knights at the front threw their spears at them, and the three hundred spears fell from the sky like meteors, densely covering the corpses of the undead.

The knights' spears were like mowing grass, instantly lowering a large number of undead to the ground, causing a broken hole in the undead corpse stream.

The knights spotted the hole and plunged into the endless tide of corpses.