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The undead spear-throwers on the wall did not throw javelins without the permission of the knights of the guards, so even many desert archers began to shoot into the walls, and a large number of arrows were stuck in the gatehouse, the wall, and the ground within the wall, as if a small patch of grass had grown new.

When all the arrows of the Arab cavalry were gone, the arrows in the shields of the knights of the guards were so dense that there were almost no gaps, and even many of the knights of the guards had many arrows stuck in their armor, which looked like porcupines made of metal.

Thanks to the construction of the steel iris shield: the iris shield is almost 1.5 meters high and can easily cover the entire lower body of the person who uses it, and as long as the user squats down slightly, the iris shield can almost cover the entire user in a tight airtight manner; Even ordinary hand cannons can't break the defenses of the knights of the guards.

However, since the battle has continued until now, although the knights of the guards have not lost, the armor of many people has been damaged to varying degrees: after all, reality is not a game, facing the axes and prismatic hammers in the hands of some Arab soldiers, what kind of plate armor in the face of these types of armor-piercing weapons can not be said to be the same as paper paste, but it can easily be broken through the defense.

At this time, the shield wall formed by the knights of the guard was already nearly fifty meters away from the gatehouse. The undead spear-throwers crouched on the wall under the command of a small number of knights of the guard, and did not move. But the knights of the Guard, who were acting as reserves, after receiving Feng Longde's instructions in the Soul Connection, silently jumped down from the wall and gathered at the back of the gatehouse, without any enemy noticing them.

The Arab cavalry retreated after firing their arrows and began to prepare for the charge - the Mamluk heavy cavalry began to prop up their spears and round shields, while the desert light cavalry held scimitars and round shields, and the rest of the Arab soldiers took spears, scimitars, axes or lancets and held their shields and prepared to charge after the cavalry, the desert archers remained vigilant for movement on the walls.

At Abdullah's command, the Mamluk heavy cavalry and desert light cavalry were the first to charge. The hooves of the huge horses rumbled on the turf on the road and galloped towards the gatehouse.

Whether it is Abdullah, who has more knowledge, or ordinary soldiers who only know more about the environment in their hometown, they seem to have become accustomed to this environment full of turquoise grass, just as most of their hometown is full of golden yellow sand.

Therefore, not to mention the Arab cavalry who started to charge now, even the Arab infantry who pushed and rammed the siege vehicle before, did not notice it at all. It seems that the grass on the ground in front of the gatehouse is too thick?

No one thought there was anything strange about the grass in front of the gatehouse, after all, the roads here were covered with weeds that were not so thick. And the vegetation everywhere feels like it's like locusts, so no one feels anything wrong.

Even the two chains hanging from the wall outside the gatehouse were not noticed much, and those who noticed them would not feel anything strange about it.

Feng Longde and the knights of the guard he led watched silently as the Arab cavalry gradually rushed into the gatehouse without saying a word, while the knights of the guard behind the gatehouse silently divided into two groups and tightened the chains that also hung down against the wall on this side.

"Hurry, hurry, rush in and we'll win!" Abdullah looked at the Arab cavalry as they got closer and closer to the gatehouse. Excitedly, he clenched his fists, "Rush in!"

Just as the hooves of the horses of the Arab cavalry were about to step into the gatehouse, Feng Longde raised his steel iris shield and knight's sword with both hands.

After seeing this scene, the two teams of guards knights near the gatehouse pulled back hard.

With the rattle of metal chains, a horse-repellent railing pile densely covered with several layers of sharp wooden stakes suddenly rose in the grass in front of the gatehouse. The entrance to the gatehouse is tightly covered.

The Arab cavalry that rushed to the front did not expect this situation at all, and many of the Arab cavalry's horses stopped in front of the horse-rejecting railing, some of the Arab cavalry were directly overturned to the ground, and the unlucky ones who were stopped by the horses fell to the ground with their men and horses.

Feng Longde saw with his own eyes that a heavy cavalryman wearing heavy chain mail was swept forward by his own crazy war horse stabbed by the sharp stake, and landed right on the stake.

"Poof!" the heavy chainmail didn't protect its owner, the blood-soaked tip of the stake popping out of the back of the Mamluk heavy cavalryman, and all that remained of his movements was the nerve convulsions of his body.

"Stand back!

"U-turn!" When the Arab cavalry in front of them could not advance in front of the barrier stake, the Arab cavalry that followed behind crowded over, making the scene even more chaotic, and even the Arab infantry who were charging behind them were a little unsure whether to continue the charge or stop in place.

"Stand back, regroup!" the chaotic sight made Abdullah's eyes split, and he snatched the brass horn around the neck of his attendant and blew it himself, giving the order to retreat.

At the sound of the trumpet, all the Arab troops quickly turned around and ran to the rear - this caused confusion between the various units, and the forward troops, which were already mixed with cavalry and infantry, immediately ran to the starting point, so that the desert archers, who had maintained a stable formation, began to be coerced together. No one could find their own team.

"Together!" shouted some of the Mamluk heavy cavalry, who, as commanders of the rank-and-file soldiers, tried to distinguish the soldiers of the different units with little success.

As the Arab forces were in disarray, the undead spear-throwers on the wall stood up in unison, heavy javelins more than two meters long in both hands.

"Throw!" Under the command of several guards knights, the undead spear throwers threw their heavy javelins in unison. Whistling towards the chaotic enemy.

In the next moment, the enemy let out a terrible wail: a large number of heavy javelins were rained down like a violent storm, and many of them were even pierced through their bodies by more than two heavy javelins, and some of them were strung together by the same heavy javelin, and they tried to pull out the heavy javelins with both hands weakly, but the pain and the breaking of the heavy javelins were even more intense, and the torn wooden stubble and iron spearheads penetrated directly and completely into their wounds, stimulating them to let out even more terrible wails.

Abdullah blushed and threw his horn on the ground: he found himself being led by the nose like a camel almost all the time. It's as if the other party has responded to whatever instructions you will give.

Before he could think of how to evacuate his troops intact, the undead spear-throwers on the wall stopped throwing their javelins and retracted.

Just as Abdullah wondered why the armed villagers on the other side had not continued to attack, an uproar came from among the Arab cavalry and infantry who were still gathered, with fear and trembling in their voices.

Turn the clock back to two minutes ago for a glimpse of what is going on.

Seeing that the enemy had suffered some casualties and was beginning to fall into chaos due to being blocked by the Horse Barrier Stake, Feng Longde had the Guards knights in charge of commanding the undead spear throwers begin to manipulate them to launch spear throwing attacks. He turned his gaze to the corpses of the enemies inside the gatehouse and within the walls.

The bodies of these Muslim soldiers numbered eighty or ninety, with the exception of some that were so badly damaged that they could not be used. There are still more than 60 and nearly 70 relatively intact corpses that can still make them "get up".

Ignoring the wails of the Muslim soldiers outside the walls, Feng Longde closed his eyes, and his soul spread in all directions, covering the entire area around the gatehouse.

After a few seconds, an invisible voice rang out in the souls of all the knights of the Guard, as well as in the souls of some of the onlookers on the battlefield:

"Immortal souls sleeping in the eternal years, you wander in the endless darkness, I am in the name of my Feng Longde. Connect with each other with the hands of darkness everywhere, and I use my feeble soul as a guide to rekindle the unquenchable soul fire in your hearts."

This is the magic spell of the [Call of the Dead] in the afterlife spell, this most basic afterlife spell only needs to use some gestures if you summon a few dead people alone, but for Feng Longde, a half of the deceased whose soul strength is not strong enough, you still need to use your soul to chant the spell. in order to wake up these corpses at once.

Until he was about to utter the last incantation, Feng Longde's soul fluctuations suddenly increased the degree of shock: "Get up, all the immortal dead!"

Inside the gatehouse, and within the walls, the corpse of a Muslim soldier with a wide mouth and a slightly sticking out tongue suddenly opened its eyes, and its dead pupils lit up with a raging scarlet light.

Not only this Muslim soldier, but almost all the Muslim soldiers who died in the battle also opened their eyes at the same moment, and the empty eyeballs radiated the light of soul fire.

"Arise, all immortal dead!"

This voice of soul narration is inaudible to ordinary humans, so the Arab soldiers outside the walls did not feel anything unusual, but it was enough for two people watching the battle from one rooftop to hear this meaningful soul language.

In the stunned eyes of the enemy, the comrades-in-arms who were too dead to die suddenly stretched out their hands to the sky, slowly squirmed, and gradually stood up supporting their broken bodies one by one.

The living corpses summoned by the dead to transform their souls into soul fire before they had time to dissipate, except for some of the severely damaged limbs when they were killed by the knights of the guards, all of the living corpses were pale and iron-blue, and their dusty eyes were dead and godless, but they looked like they were alive, but they were more vicious than when they died.

The hands that had not yet lost their blood picked up the weapons they had held from the ground, and the living corpses hesitated to hold their weapons and shields, slowly gathering in place to form a queue, their godless and scarlet eyes looking neatly at the Arab soldiers who were stopped by the horse-barring stakes outside the gatehouse.

"The dead are resurrected?!" Seeing this scene, the crowded Arab troops became even more confused, and many of them began to retreat desperately with a look of horror on their faces.

Abdullah's face turned pale as he looked at the walking corpses who were his own soldiers when they were alive before, but now they were turned into their opponents by their enemies, and he never expected that a group of crusaders would be able to use necromancy that would be regarded as evil by any religion and turn the corpses of their own soldiers into undead!

Although he also secretly collected some heretical books and demonic texts about evil magic, this was the first time he had actually seen magic appear in front of him: every time Abdullah saw a new book about these taboos, he would secretly study whether the magic in it could be used, but each time he either wasted a lot of good things, or barely managed to obtain some useful tips that could be useful in daily maintenance of the territory, and the more effect was that his consumption activities promoted the business transactions in the territory more smoothly, and it could be regarded as attracting many new merchants to look for opportunities in his territory

But seeing the dead people standing up again was a visual shock to the worldview of humanity, both for ordinary notions of life and death and for religious beliefs, and the aura of death exuding from these living corpses had made the horses under the crotches of the Arab cavalry begin to restless, making the scene even more chaotic.

Feng Longde opened his eyes, revealing a trace of exhaustion in his eyes - any spell in the afterlife spell will not be associated with the magic element, so Feng Longde, who is immune to his own elemental magic and is half of the deceased, can also use these afterlife spells, but because the strength of his soul is still too weak, his soul is a lot more tired after casting the summon of the dead.

However, no matter how tired the soul was, the fighting instinct of the body was still there, Feng Longde once again raised his steel iris shield and knight's sword with both hands, and issued a new command to the two teams of guard knights at the gatehouse.

The knights of the two teams of guards comprehended, and directly loosened the iron chain with both hands, and the horse-rejecting railing pile in front of the gatehouse lost the pull of the iron chain and immediately lowered it to the ground, and several Arab infantry who could not dodge were directly slapped to the ground, and their bodies were crushed by the heavy horse-rejecting railing and could not move.

Under the horrified gaze of all the Arab soldiers, the hoarse roars of the living corpses rang out, and they began to walk out of the gatehouse waving their weapons. (To be continued......)