Text Chapter 97 The Night of Yelantil 6
"Actually, compared to our place, the Kaz Plain is the most terrifying."
"That's right, I heard that a powerful undead has appeared, right? I remember that in the depths of the Kaz Plain, there was a terrifying ghost ship capable of sailing on the Gobi, and that ghost ship was filled with undead skeletons that devoured the hearts of the living. β
In this kind of haunted place, which is haunted by itself, the most taboo thing is to tell ghost stories. You know, this is a really haunted place, and it's already scary, and if you don't have anything to do and run out to scary, it will make your companions angry. An annoyed soldier hurriedly scolded: "Hey, don't be scary! β
"Quiet!" The guard, who had his mouth shut, looked up in horror at the dark cemetery. At this time, the cemetery had an eerie atmosphere, and in the darkness it seemed that something strange could be heard, and the sound was like the faint sound of a lake, which came to them from far and near.
Seeing that the soldiers around him were all looking at him curiously, the soldier turned to ask, "Didn't you hear?" β
The comrade-in-arms beside him wiped the cold sweat on his body: "It's your delusion, right?" β
"Huh? Ah, hey! Look everywhere, there seem to be two figures there! At this moment, a soldier suddenly pointed to the depths of the cemetery, and everyone's anger was concentrated on that point.
Two embarrassed figures emerged from the darkness, and the soldiers immediately recognized them as members of the squad responsible for patrolling tonight. By this time, the weapons in their hands had been thrown away, and the two men were rushing in the direction of the gate. Both of them were out of breath, and Zhengda's eyes were bloodshot, as if they had encountered a terrifying beast.
"Quick, open the door, open the door quickly!"
Seeing the two of them shouting desperately in front of the door, the guards hurried up the stairs to open the door. Before the gate could be fully opened, two guards rushed in from the cemetery. As soon as they entered, the two guards rushed to close the gate, "Hurry up, hurry up!" β
"What the hell is going on? Where did the rest of the people go? β
One of the soldiers gasped for air, his lungs almost blowing up like a furnace, "all dead, all eaten by the undead!" β
A soldier standing on the city wall pointed to the distance of the cemetery and shouted, "Hey, come and see, come and see, come and see!" β
"W-What's wrong!" The soldier who was helping to close the door asked. οΌ
"The undead are a large group of undead!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the soldier heard a roar gradually ringing in his ears, the roar was very harsh, and the soldiers were all too familiar with this sound, it was the sound caused by the collision of bones and ground.
The soldier looked up and saw the endless undead surging towards the walls.
One of the new soldiers was already shivering: "It seems that there are more than one or two hundred, at least, at least thousands, right?" β
"Thousands, I'm afraid there are tens of thousands!"
The soldiers who have been guarding here all year round know very well how many corpses are buried under this grave, and if they say that hundreds of thousands, they are considered to be less. After hundreds of years of accumulation, there are at least a million bones buried under this tomb! There are at least seven or eight layers of bones buried on this land, and the wall was originally more than ten meters high when it was built, but now the wall has been buried more than half as high as the earth.
There are also countless undead in places where the light does not shine, and it is difficult to estimate the total number of shadows that flicker in the dark. A large number of ghouls, demons, ghouls, ghouls, and rotting corpses are rushing towards the city gates, and the black oppressive undead are as terrifying as a plague of locusts.
Among these undead, many of them were dressed in tattered armor and rotten swords. Such an undead is something that all soldiers are unwilling to face, because these undead are soldiers in their lifetimes. After they die, they will not only retain some of their fighting instincts, but they will also transform into higher-level undead!
"Whoosh!"
A dark shadow shot up from under the walls, and before the soldiers could see what it was, it pierced into the chest of one of the soldiers, nailing him firmly to the battlements behind him. It was a black spear about three feet long, and its rotting shaft was full of wriggling moths. One of his comrades tried to lift him up from the ground, but a spear of equal length pierced him in the heart, and he fell to the wall with a scream.
The soldiers who fell under the city walls were immediately surrounded by the undead who rushed under the walls. The undead, who are full of hatred for the living, frantically pounce on the soldiers, and then tear at the armor and limbs of the soldiers with their claws. The sharp claws easily shredded the soldier's armor, and then the sharp nails were inserted into the soldier's muscles.
"Whoa!"
The skeletons tore the muscles off the soldier's body like rags, and then gulped them into their mouths. Once stuffed into the mouth, the flesh turned into a blood-red glow and seeped into the skeleton's body, and the skeleton that ate human flesh became more excited and furious.
It wasn't long before the soldier was torn apart by the skeletons. The chest cavity had been completely hollowed out, limbs and heads had been ripped off in a frenzied manner, and the undead were frantically scrambling for the soldier's remains.
The soldiers were stunned by the hellish sight in front of them, but the captain, who had seen the big scene, remained awake, and the captain woke them up one by one, and then commanded: "Go up to the bell tower, ring the bell, ring the alarm bell!" β
The soldiers had no choice, and their mission here was to destroy the undead. Despite the crisis, they intend to make a last-ditch effort.
Several soldiers ran to the bell tower and slammed the giant hammer on the bell tower, "Boom, boom, boom......"
The sound of the bell swept through the city like a flood beast, and immediately alerted the entire city's inhabitants. For the inhabitants of Yerantir, the bell is all too familiar. Whenever a war broke out, the bell would be rung by the soldiers defending the city. Therefore, for the inhabitants of the city, the ringing of the bell is a place of death and disaster.
When the bell rang, all the residents walked out of their homes and looked at the bell tower. If the bell rings in the south, it means the invasion of the Church, and if the bell rings in the direction of the cemetery, it means that there is a terrible resurgence of the undead in the direction of the cemetery.
Of all the alarms, the one from the Necropolis is the least dangerous of all. Most of the undead who have emerged from it are unintelligent, not the armies of the Empire and the Church. Humans are more feared than the undead. No matter how terrible the undead who have just crawled out of their graves are, they are nothing more than a group of beasts that do not know whether to live or die, and the damage caused by the undead can be said to be very small compared to the intelligent humans.
In the memories of the residents, once the alarm bell rings in the direction of the cemetery, it often means the birth of a powerful undead. But if it's strong, it's not strong enough to get there, at most, a few powerful undead people have escaped from the graveyard. Even if they escaped, it didn't mean much danger for the inhabitants of the city, because there was a high wall that cut off the large cemetery. If the undead wanted to enter the city and eat people, they would have to take the strong walls of Yerantil together, which was impossible for the undead.
The undead slammed into the gate of the cemetery with a "boom", and the sturdy gate screamed miserably under the impact. The swarm, low-IQ undead didn't feel pain, so they knocked on the door indiscriminately, as if they knew that if they broke through the door, they would be able to attack the living.
There is only one reason why the undead are a headache, and that is that the undead are not afraid of death at all. They don't need any siege weapons, and the undead, who don't have any sense of death anymore, don't mind being smashed to pieces.
They banged frantically on the gates of the graveyard, and even though the gates of the graveyard were wrapped in iron sheets, they could not withstand their heavy blows. It was only a matter of time before dust and sand continued to fall on the heads of the soldiers behind the gates, and the entire gate was shattered.
"Everyone go up to the castle tower and pick up their spears and stab the undead near the gate."
The guards who heard the order remembered their duty, and they jumped on the city wall one after another, stabbing the undead from top to bottom with spears more than four meters long. There were so many undead under the towers that there weren't any gaps in the ground to accommodate them. Therefore, even if you close your eyes and shoot a random shot, you can stab the undead from the city wall.
Although the cemetery has walls, there are no defensive props such as stones and rolling logs on the walls. After all, it's just outside of Yerantil, and there are no inhabitants to protect. When the war broke out, the soldiers who guarded it would withdraw directly to the city, and they would no longer be here to protect the undead. If the enemy wants to occupy this place, they will occupy this place, anyway, they are all dead people's corpses, whoever likes to rob them will rob them!
In this way, the soldiers were left without stones and rolling logs to defend against the undead. The spear is not very effective as a spike-type weapon against undead damage. You must know that many undead will only die after hitting the vital part, and some will never die as long as their heads do not fall, and even more will live if their heads fall off.
If there are stones and logs, just throw down a log to ensure that the undead under the city gate will be stoned to death.
Therefore, for many undead, the only way to deal with the undead is to chop their bodies with axes and machetes.
Of course, since you can't stab you to death on one side, you should stab it a few more times, anyway, what is below is just a group of undead people who have no IQ and lack siege equipment. As long as the gate can be stopped, then there is no need to worry about these immortals endangering their lives. Although they themselves felt that their gates would not be able to withstand the attacks of the undead, at least they should have no problem holding out until the arrival of the garrison.
The soldiers numbly stabbed the undead under the walls, dozens of which had already died under their guns. The undead who have not yet rotted emitted a foul stench of muddy blood and **. The dead undead were frantically devoured by the rats and maggots that had assimilated the undead.
These rats infected by the undead are dozens of times larger than normal mice, almost the size of a tiger. Their fur has fallen off, and their ribs and internal organs are exposed directly to the air. Unlike the undead, who don't have intelligence, they seem to have a certain geography, at least they know how to trample on the ground of the undead and drag the dead out of the crowd before eating.
However, they did not eat all the corpses at once, and they looked at the city wall as they ate, and did not rush to climb the wall.
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