The defense line of the Welfare Road is like a reef, no matter the zombie tide is turbulent, it cannot be broken, with the Welfare Road as the edge, Darius leads all the Noxian heavy axe soldiers to firmly guard the place.

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! ”

Fifteen thousand phantom archers led by Gru were stationed at various commanding heights, and waves of dense arrows rained down from the sky.

Long before he set out, Groot had asked all Phantom Archers to bring three times the normal number of arrows, just in case, and now it really came to handy.

The accuracy of the phantom archer is unmatched in the entire gathering place, and all the zombies who are hit by the arrow are almost all arrows in the head, and the barbed arrows specially made of stainless steel have a much stronger penetration than before.

"Continuous projectile preparation!" The Phantom Bow flashed in Gru's hand, and all the Phantom Marksmen, under Gru's instructions, began to take out enough arrows from their quivers to shoot.

The barbed arrows were black in the sky, making people feel like they were about to end the world, and with such a dense number of arrows, even the corpse tide was repelled in a large area.

The zombie corpses filled the entire street, but they were soon trampled into flesh by the zombies behind them, and continued to frantically attack the defense line.

Darius gripped the Black Cutter with both hands, and with a powerful axe, several hapless zombies were cut in half.

"Ho!"

The slaughterers were no longer as rare as before, and six or seven slaughterers roared and launched an attack on the defensive line, these two-meter-tall slaughterers were like tanks, rampage, and ordinary Noxian heavy axemen did not dare to carry it.

It often takes three or four Noxian heavy axemen to solve the problem, and this is often the most optimistic scenario.

"Bang!"

The Slayer's huge fist directly knocked a heavily armed axe soldier out of three meters of support, and his chest was sunk into a large piece, obviously unable to survive.

He struggled to get up, but the soldiers were overwhelmed by the swarming zombies around him, and the breath of the living and the blood made the zombies look like mad dogs.

The armor like a tin can on his body was quickly stripped off, and in less than a few seconds, it was torn apart and devoured by a group of zombies.

A hunter grabbed a thigh, and bloodily bit off a piece of meat without swallowing it at all, and continued to bite the next bite, and his face was covered with blood, and he was like a demon crawling out of hell!

No one mourns for the dead soldiers, and for them in the midst of battle, even the time to grieve for their brothers is very luxurious.

Because no one knows whether they will be devoured by these monsters in the next second, and live, only those who live can remember the brothers who died in this war.

The tomahawk is almost mechanical, and the greasy flesh and dirty blood of the zombies make the handle of the tomahawk difficult to grasp.

The black and red armor on his body was completely indistinguishable from what he once was, and some of the axe soldiers at the forefront had almost become bloody people, and even their helmets were covered with pieces of flesh, blocking their vision.

"Kill!"

Darius waved the black cutter in his hand to his heart's content, and the six or seven hunters who surrounded him were all cut off horizontally, taking advantage of the blank space around him, Darius quickly took out a bottle of stamina recovery potion from his chest and poured it into his mouth.

This is already the fourth bottle of physical strength recovery agent he has taken, and the physical strength recovery agent is to stimulate the vitality of the body's cells in exchange for physical strength, and when taken continuously, not only the effect will be reduced gradually, but also cause irreversible damage to the body.

But Darius didn't care about this anymore, the corpse tide in front of him was still boundless as far as the eye could see, and the complicated streets of Chaoyang District made him unable to count the number of these zombies.

But looking at the zombie corpses on the road of well-being, which are almost half a meter high, it is estimated that there are 10,000 or 20,000 dead zombies.

Feeling the power of his body and limbs surging again, Darius laughed wildly, and continued to slaughter any zombie that dared to rush forward with the Black Cutter in his hand.

He hadn't fought like this for a long time in the Valoran Continent, and this time he was going to kill hard.

"Commander Gru, the first reinforcements will arrive in three minutes, Commander Zela has already led the wolf cavalry to the defensive line, and the armored troops led by William will also arrive" Even in the moment of life and death, Li Miao's voice is still so humble and not arrogant.

"Roger!"

Gru responded with only these two words, the Phantom Bow was drawn into a full moon shape again and again, and the battle had been going on for nearly an hour, and Gru had not stopped for a moment.

The index and middle fingers of the bow were already red and swollen, and every time they touched the bowstring, it was painful, and the other phantom shooters were even more unbearable.

Their fingers were now bloody, and their bowstrings were dyed red, but even so they were silently repeating mechanical movements.

Draw the bow, aim, shoot.

In one go, this is something they have to do every day, but they have never felt that this set of movements is so difficult, ten fingers are connected to the heart, and some phantom shooters' fingers have even revealed their bones.

But in this way, they still insist on shooting, and every zombie killed can be reduced, and the brothers who are on the front line in front of them are under pressure.

The battle is still deadlocked, and someone on both sides is dying almost every second, especially for zombies, they don't know any tactics and cooperation, and they rely entirely on numbers to win.

But even this is enough to make people desperate, there are too many zombies.

A kilometer away from Fufu Road, the body of the slaughterer, which was more than two meters tall, was like a baby compared to a gargoyle zombie.

This gargoyle-like zombie is as tall as a three-story building, with a pair of fleshy wings spread out more than five meters long, and its volume alone is enough to make people tremble, and they can't have the slightest desire to resist.

Around it, a large number of star-level zombies were humbly prostrate on the ground, and even a few moonlight-level zombies were among them, which was the strength suppression of the zombie kind.

The gargoyle grinned widely, and it was no wonder that some cannon fodder had beaten these weak humans like this, so it was no wonder that they would be reduced to food.

A few strands of gray-black hair were attached to his hands, and the gargoyle scratched his huge head, the taste of human beings was indeed good, and the strong breath of living people in front of him had already made him unable to suppress the desire in his heart!

"Ho!"

The car-sized arm pointed forward, and the zombies who were still prostrate on the ground and motionless roared and rushed forward, slaughterers, hunters, black iron monsters, smokers, gray fat people, and all kinds of strange zombie types made people dazzled.