"Hurry, hurry, hurry, evacuate the ordinary people!"

At this time, the city of Yelantil was in chaos, and no one expected that the city wall of Yelantil, which had survived more than 200 years of wind and rain and was still strong, would collapse in a burst of explosions. Although it was unclear what had happened, the city's inhabitants retreated immediately.

As soon as the explosion occurred, the guards in the city of Yerantil were hurrying to the scene of the incident. Because they were all infantry, they arrived at the scene later than Krisov's cavalry. As a result, by the time they arrived, a large group of undead had broken through the walls of the city of Yerantir and entered the residential area.

Unfortunately, the residents of the residential area were already in disarray, and the route of the escort was blocked by the residents, and there was no way to pass at all.

There was no way, in this case, the convoy could only let the residents retreat first. You know, once you are caught by the undead, there is a possibility that more undead will be born. The soldiers absolutely did not want their enemies to increase, so they could only let the inhabitants retreat first.

The guards could not count on it, but the soldiers who had been stationed on the city walls had basically rushed to the city. They stood on the walls and smashed the undead below with various siege weapons.

Attracted by the aura of the living, the undead, who lack intelligence, give priority to attacking the inhabitants of the residential area, so they do not step on the corpses to enter the city as if they were attacking the graveyard. Moreover, there was no staircase around the ruined wall for soldiers to ascend the city. The undead were also not able to climb the stairs to attack the defenders on the walls.

The soldiers threw large quantities of heavy gravel and rolling logs to the ground, and the heavy stones easily smashed the undead to pieces. Sure enough, it was a heavy blunt weapon that could inflict a heavier blow on the undead.

Stone and Rolling Logs alone could not stop the undead from advancing, they had few defensive weapons in their hands, and they were not stockpiled in advance, so they could not destroy the undead who were scattered all over the mountains.

In order to be able to stop the undead, the captain of the guard in charge of the defense of this section of the city wall stepped up and ordered the soldiers to take out the alchemy oil used to defend the city and dump it on the ground of the city cave. Immediately afterward, one of the soldiers threw a torch into the cave below, and then ran in the opposite direction in a panic.

The alchemy oil used to defend the city is not something that can only be burned like oil. When the fire oil was ignited, the fierce flames rushed directly to the city wall more than ten meters high, and the terrifying heat wave directly overturned the soldiers guarding the city wall to the ground, and the soldier who did not have time to escape was directly burned to ashes.

At this time, the following has turned into a sea of fire, and with the help of the large number of corpses that have been stoned to death below, the alchemical oil is burning rapidly. In fact, even without a corpse as fuel, the alchemy oil processed by the alchemist can burn on its own for several hours, and the effect is more than ten times that of gasoline!

Faced with the raging fire, the undead finally stopped. Don't assume that the undead are not afraid of anything, as in the minds of the vast majority of the undead, only divine magic and fire magic are their deadly nemesis (except for the fire undead). As a result, the vast majority of the undead instinctively avoid the flames, after all, they are not entirely stupid.

When the inhabitants finally gave way to the road, the infantry hurriedly set up a phalanx of spears and blocked the streets. At this time, there were still a large number of residents who had not completely withdrawn behind the infantry, but they could not wait so much, after all, the undead had already followed the residents to the front of the battle, and they had to resist.

The phalanx of infantry that rushed to the front stood up in a dense array of spears, and then slowly approached the undead with close steps.

Compared to the armed human infantry, the undead had almost no weapons to use, relying entirely on fangs and claws to attack, and only a small number of undead archers and skeleton guards had weapons in their hands, but these weapons had been buried in the earth for years or even decades, and could not inflict much damage on the infantry.

The soldiers stabbed the muzzles of their guns like a steel jungle at the front in unison, and the zombies at the front crashed into the sharp steel jungle without resistance, and many of the undead were even completely pierced, and blood hung on the soldiers' Sensen spears.

Some experienced soldiers knew that the spears had to be removed from the zombies at this point, and they should not be allowed to continue hanging from their guns.

The less experienced soldiers were unlucky, and when they found out that the zombies hanging from their spears had not been stabbed to death by themselves, they would habitually continue to stab the undead into their bodies.

In fact, as long as you poke the rotten zombie in the abdomen with a spear, it will also make the zombie die, it is nothing more than two more stabs. However, if you only poke one part of the zombie, you can't stab the zombie to death.

The zombies who had been stabbed through their bodies ignored the pain and walked forward with the spear shaft along their bodies. The black blood and internal organs were stained with the shaft of the spear, but the zombie did not react at all, and continued to walk towards the soldier.

Seeing the zombie strung on the spear rush up despite the wound, the soldier instinctively wanted to pull the spear out of the zombie's body. But it was a spear five or six meters long, and it was almost impossible to pull it out in the dense phalanx of spears.

Seeing that the zombie was only three meters away from the soldier, one of the soldiers next to him shouted: "Rush forward with the spear shaft, rush forward!" Shoot the spearhead at other zombies! ”

At this point, there was no choice, and the soldier had to rush forward against the spear, forcing the zombies strung on it to retreat incessantly. Then there was a muffled thud, and the soldier could feel his spear as if it had stabbed other zombies. He subconsciously continued to push forward, and then with another thud, his spear stabbed the body of another zombie.

At this time, three zombies hung on his spears, and from a distance they looked like a string of sugar gourds. But the original zombie rushed in front of him, just an arm's length away.

"What a leng, hurry up and draw your sword, hurry up and draw your sword!"

Both cavalry and spearmen generally carried swords. This was mainly to facilitate the spearmen to continue fighting after the spearmen had a melee fight.

Just as he drew his sword, the zombie grabbed him by the neck, and the soldier nearly suffocated with the force of his might. He desperately severed both of the zombie's arms with his sword, and then removed the zombie's arm from his neck.

The zombie who lost his arm was still alive, and the soldier, who was already about to be driven crazy, split the zombie's head into two with a sword, and the black brain slurred outward. The zombie was completely dead, and as soon as it fell, the other two zombies followed suit. Because the remaining two zombies didn't know how to pull out their spears, they could only twitch up and down the ground.

Seeing that the zombie was dead, his comrades hurriedly shouted: "Okay, okay, come back quickly, lower your head, come back quickly!" ”

The soldier then pressed down on his helmet, bent his waist, and retreated. Because of the loss of his spear, he could no longer stay in the front row. The spearman behind him pulled him to the back and took his place himself. One by one, he was pushed backwards until he reached the last row.

Behind them was a large group of spearmen who had just arrived. Compared to the spearmen's spears, which were five or six meters long, the spears in the spear throwers were less than two meters long. Because it is a throwing spear, the head of this spear is very sharp and slender. When the spear is thrown, the slender head is distorted by the force, so that if the enemy picks up the spear and throws it in reverse, the damage will be doubled.

"Buzz!" The spearmen in the back threw their spears at the zombie army, and the spears like a storm easily brought down a large number of zombies. However, in this round of attacks, there were very few undead who actually died, and the zombies with spears in their bodies still groped their way up from the ground.

If the cavalry is at the front, then these cavalrymen can directly rush to the front and trample the zombies to death. Unfortunately, at the forefront of the line were no more than a group of spearmen, who were the nemesis of the cavalry, but they were far less powerful and lethal than the cavalry.

If it doesn't work once, it will be twice, and if it doesn't work twice, it will be three times. As long as the zombies are stabbed, they will still lose their combat effectiveness.

So, on the orders of the spearman commander, the spearman fired three rounds at the undead. After three rounds of spears were fired, the front of the phalanx of spearmen had become a jungle of steel. Even those who survived were lying on the ground unable to move because their hands and feet were full of spears.

"Good, charge forward!"

The spearmen walked slowly and in orderly steps, keeping an eye out for the zombies on the ground with each step, stabbing the zombie several times with their spears until they were sure that the zombie was completely dead.

Little by little, the spearmen cleaned up the zombies that had broken into the city, as the zombies outside were kept out of the walls by the flames, so that with enough time, they would be able to completely rid them of the undead.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Outside the city, there began to be a roar of footsteps, and the soldiers standing on the city wall watched in panic as two pitch-black and huge figures approached in the distance, one was a white bone giant composed of skeletons all over his body, and the other was a flesh giant composed of zombies all over his body. Both giants had reached a height comparable to the wall, and they had no doubt that if they were allowed to crash into the wall, they would definitely crash the wall into him.

The general who defended the city hurriedly ordered: "Hurry, hurry, hurry, magic crossbow, let the magic crossbow of Tower Seven prepare to attack." ”

The herald pulled out his horn and ordered the magic crossbow in the turret to shoot at the two monsters.

Suddenly, a pillar of fire shot out from an arrow tower a hundred meters away from the defending general, and the pillar of fire dragged its long tail like a dragon towards the bone giant. Under the heavy blow of the magic arrow, the bone giant was shot to pieces like tissue paper, and the bones of his body collapsed like grit.

Before the soldiers could cheer, the scattered bones were once again snapped together by some strange force, and then began to slowly condense into a vague human form.

"My lord, what are we going to do?"

"Damn, if you don't kill the mother in the body of the bone giant, can you continue to recover?" The defender touched his jaw, "Command Towers Six and Eight to fire magic arrows, one at the Bone Giant, and one at that giant corpse demon!" ”

"Understood!"