Beneath the lead-gray clouds, the two armies were separated by a distance of several hundred meters.

There was silence between heaven and earth, and even the wind did not know when it stopped.

"Kill~!" suddenly came a loud shout.

Immediately after, the barbarians lined up on the wide battlefield roared angrily and rushed towards the army of the undead opposite them.

The barbarians who spread all over the mountains rushed forward like a tidal wave.

These fanatical warriors chanted the slogan "Rohan" in unison, screaming and waving their rudimentary weapons.

Unlike the fanatical and shouting barbarians, the barbarians face the terrible silence of the undead.

They stood motionless, without action, without shouting, silently watching the barbarians get closer and closer.

If the barbarian's charge is like the roaring tide of the sea, the army of the undead is like the rocks on the shore Chapter 1195 praying mantis catching cicadas (asking for a monthly pass).

Listening to the roar of the barbarians, looking at the black figures all over the land, the hands of the goblin silver light were full of sweat.

The earth trembled in the wild run of the barbarians.

Seeing this scene for the first time, Silver Light's frightened legs were trembling, especially when he saw the army of undead standing in front of him without moving, the heart in Silver Light's heart began to drum.

The image of himself being torn apart by an axe kept appearing in his mind.

"Going to die, going to be killed...... Silverlight kept saying to himself.

The urge to turn around and run away rose in my heart.

Goblins have never been a bold race, except when they are lucrative enough.

Dark mage Flint turned his head. An anomaly in the Earth Spirit Sutra was discovered. At this moment, he was like a rat stuck in a corner, frightened and ready to escape.

Flint couldn't help but be furious, grabbed the goblin by the collar roughly, and dragged him to him with a strong hand, with a gloomy glint in his eyes, and said, "Be honest with me, if you dare to leave one step, I will kill you." ”

Sitting on a high place, Hylot, the lich, looked bored, propping his shriveled head in one hand and tapping the armrest impatiently with the fingers of the other.

I heard the movement of the praying mantis catching cicadas (asking for a monthly pass) in Chapter 1195 beside me. Eyes that didn't have any emotion glanced at them.

The goblin was suddenly shocked by this sight, and instantly felt cold all over, and the cold hairs stood up, as if they were frozen.

Yinguang suddenly knew something clearly in his heart. If he dared to take a step out of here, he would immediately become a cold corpse like the undead nearby.

Thinking of this, his whole body stiffened for a while, and he didn't dare to move again.

After a few minutes of charging, the barbarian's forward was only a few steps away from the undead soldiers who were standing still.

The barbarians who rushed to the front shouted and threw their short-handled hand axes in their hands.

Each hand axe weighs three to five pounds, and the axe blade is sharp, making it the barbarian's most skilled throwing weapon.

With a whistling sound, the axes in the sky spun around and flew over a distance of more than ten feet. None of them were missing, and they flew towards the undead soldiers on the opposite side.

The undead soldier still responded with a terrible silence, not even moving.

In the next moment, all those axes were deeply slashed into the ** of the undead soldiers in the front row, and most of the axes were deeply embedded in it.

At this time, the barbarian fit and rushed into the midst of the undead, like an angry wave crashing on the shore, and the two armies collided violently.

Those who can run at the forefront are the best among the barbarians.

They were exuberant with the burning will to fight, and the dark mage's blasphemy against the dead made them angry from the bottom of their hearts.

Boosted by fighting spirit and fury, the barbarian warriors burst out with double their fighting power.

They chanted the name of Rohan, the god of war. Shield-fitting rush towards the undead soldiers, like a mad boar.

There was a muffled "bang", and the undead soldier had just moved, when he was knocked away by the huge force and fell backwards in a dense formation. The soldiers behind him were also knocked down.

At this time, those barbarian warriors raised their weapons in the air. Battle axes, hammers, broadswords, long swords, etc., use all the strength of their bodies to slash at the undead who stand beside them.

Barbarians have always been known for their strong physique and fearless fighting spirit. But at the same time, he was ridiculed for his scattered and disorderly battles.

The soldiers who fought alone were no match for them.

However, the soldiers of the Ruman Legion were well-equipped, coordinated, and tightly formed, blocking the onslaught of the barbarians with heavy armor and heavy shields, and stabbing and wounding the barbarians with their spears.

At this time, the barbarians will no longer be the opponents of the regular army, and when the barbarians can no longer bear the rout, they will be pursued by the cavalry and completely dealt with them.

This simple method of warfare is very effective and has been tried and tested time and again.

However, at this moment, the barbarians are not facing the regular army of the Ruman Empire, which is armed to the teeth, but the undead of barbarians like them.

These undead soldiers were a bunch of living dead, covered in broken fur, with rudimentary and rusty weapons in their hands, and their bodies were covered in rotting sores and disgusting pus.

Their eyes had turned a cloudy yellow-brown color, like liquid, and their throats were whispering like beasts.

Slow and unresponsive, all the undead didn't even raise their arms when the barbarians came to them.

The various weapons in the hands of the barbarians were slashed down, and a burst of knives and axes chopped in**, tearing the muscles, and the sound of cutting bones resounded throughout the battlefield.

Even after many years, Goblin Silver Light still couldn't forget this scene, and this strange scene clearly appeared in his mind.

The barbarians are extremely powerful, slicing open the bodies of the undead in each direction, smashing their heads like watermelons, or slashing their entire shoulders from their necks to their chests. Or a large hole in the body of the undead.

Use a blunt instrument to smash the undead flat or knock them flying.

But the undead soldiers who were hit did not splash blood, did not wail loudly, and did not parry and dodge.

Except for a handful of undead who had their heads cut off, they fell silently. The rest of the undead have already begun to act.

Despite the fact that there are weapons stuck in the body. But the undead soldiers clumsily raised their hands, and in a series of terrible and unpleasant roars, they attacked the barbarian soldiers with their rudimentary weapons, with clawed fingers, and even with their own teeth.

The barbarians were all stunned when they saw this scene at one time, and their common sense could not understand why a man who had been so badly injured could still fight back indifferently.

Suddenly, many people stopped at a loss.

But the undead didn't stop.

Many of the savages who were amazed didn't have time to react, and were immediately hit by the undead soldiers on the opposite side.

The claws of the undead soldiers slashed across their bodies, or pounced on them and bit their shoulders and necks. Bite like a beast.

The casualties of the first barbarians were produced.

The bitten savage screamed and pushed away the undead lying on top of him with all his might.

The undead soldiers even had their flesh in their mouths, and blood immediately spurted out of the wounds, instantly staining the barbarian's body red.

Fueled by blood, the enraged savages frantically took up arms. Slashing at the undead soldiers, they took one hit, two hits, three hits......

But as long as they fight back and have a mouth, the undead soldier will stubbornly pounce on the barbarian, scratching or biting.

Even if they fall to the ground with their hands and feet cut off, the undead will crawl on the ground, trying to cling to the barbarians' legs and feet, and tearing at their calves. This especially made the barbarians unguardable.

Many barbarians in the middle of fierce battles will accidentally be hit when they walk among the corpses.

"What the hell is this~!"

"Rohan forbid, let these demons die. ”

"Who sues me how can I kill them. ”

“......”

The barbarians cried out in astonishment, and it was not until the undead were mutilated or chopped up that they were completely dead and became a puddle of rotten flesh on the ground.

But often the barbarian does not have time to kill an undead completely, and the undead behind it, to the left and right, will pounce on it, grab the barbarian's arm, or hold the barbarian's body, and attack the barbarian with their hands and mouth.

This way of fighting that the barbarians have never seen before. Instead, the barbarians become scrambling, and this kind of enemy is not very powerful, but the difficulty is that they are difficult to kill.

But this is only a small trouble for the brave barbarians.

Although quite a few barbarians were wounded. But after getting through the initial panic, they also found that the fighting power of the undead on the opposite side was not strong.

Although it is not easy to hack to death. But in the face of the barbarians with great force, they can only fall one after another in the end.

The numerically superior barbarians surrounded the army of the undead from three sides and steadily advanced.

With a firm step, they stepped over one dry corpse after another, slowly compressing the line of the undead. The enemy's Chinese army is getting closer and closer, and the enemy's commander can already be seen.

Hagrid in the team raised his battle axe to the sky, and then the axe pointed at the Lich Hylord, and with all his strength, his voice was like thunder, and he roared loudly: "Victory is ahead, Rohan~!"

The majestic voice further boosted the morale of the barbarians, and the barbarians in the battle shouted the slogan "Rohan" and charged forward more bravely.

The wounded barbarians didn't notice that the wounds they had been bitten open by the undead soldiers were turning blue-black little by little, and the blood that flowed from them was becoming darker and thicker.

The battle entered a stalemate, but in the eyes of the goblin silverlight, the balance of victory was tilting in favor of the barbarians, and if there were no other means, the barbarians would be able to break through the lich's undead army in another half an hour, no, twenty minutes.

At this moment, Yinguang's heart was very entangled, he really hoped that the barbarians would win, but if they really won, his nickname would also be lost, and the barbarians would definitely be very happy to slap themselves into meat sauce.

Of course, his own life is more important than the survival of the barbarians, and the goblin Yinguang knew it very well in his heart, so he looked at Helord beside him worriedly.

Silverlight was surprised to see that the lich was actually closing his eyes and recuperating, and he had no intention of sending the dark knight in front of him.

Flint muttered in a low voice, "Kill, kill, the faster you kill, the sooner you die." ”

After a few more minutes, the encirclement of the barbarians grew tighter and tighter.

The wounded barbarians gradually felt unusually tired, as if they had lost their strength from overexertion, and their wounds were no longer bleeding. The mind gradually began to faint. The vision becomes blurry.

Although they keep telling themselves in their hearts: "You can't fall, you can't fall." ”

But the feeling of tiredness became stronger and stronger, the limbs became stiff and numb, the hearing and vision began to decline, and finally the body was weak, and the eyes fell on the battlefield in the dark.

The toxins carried by the bodies of the undead soldiers, in the fierce battles of the barbarians, spread through their blood throughout their bodies, gradually accumulating enough to paralyze the heart, and the barbarians who fell to the ground stopped their heartbeats and breathing. Become a corpse.

At this moment, Heyrod, the lich who had sat carefree, smiled triumphantly and stood up from his chair.

A bone staff appeared out of thin air in his hand, and Heylord slammed the staff. Looking at the barbarians fighting in front of him, he said flatly: "Okay, let's start, let's use this as a rehearsal before the battle with the Rumans." ”

"Yes" The dark mages behind Hylord bowed their heads at the same time, and then, like Hylord, clenched their staffs and chanted a muttered incantation in a low voice.

A gloomy wind suddenly blew on the wide battlefield, and the barbarians who were blown by the gloomy wind suddenly felt cold, and felt that the sky was suddenly much darker.

The wind on the battlefield seems to have taken on a color. It was getting darker and darker, and in just a few minutes, it turned from wind to smoke and from smoke to fog.

A faint black smoke enveloped the entire battlefield.

But the barbarians in the heat of battle had no time to pay attention to this anomaly.

Only Patriarch Hagrid sensed that something was wrong, and first quietly stopped, and then slowly retreated some distance.

When Patriarch Hagrid stepped out of the smoke, he was surprised to find that Patriarch Woolf had come out before him.

The two of them looked at each other for a moment, and then laughed slyly at the same time.

The barbarians in the black mist felt as if there was something strange about the air, and something unspeakable lingered near them.

At this moment, the barbarian who had fallen to the ground twitched, and then twitched wildly like an electric shock.

Seeing the anomaly of a comrade-in-arms. The warriors next to them hurried to help them, trying to shake them awake.

The first barbarian warrior to come back from the dead opened his eyes, the whites of his eyes had turned yellow, and his eyes stared blankly at the sky.

Just as his companions rejoiced, the resurrected barbarian warrior snapped on. Open your mouth and bite fiercely into your companion's neck, once you bite it, you won't let go.

The strange situation shocked and angered the barbarians.

"They lived~!"

"Hell. They have become enemies. ”

"Rohan forbid, what the hell are they. ”

Someone with quick thinking immediately shouted an order: "Chop off their heads, don't be soft, they have become enemies." ”

But for ordinary barbarians, looking at the people who were just their own compatriots, they can't do anything.

Especially if they are relatives of the same tribe, they can't believe that the people who came with them all the way have become enemies at this moment.

The barbarians' casualties were mounting, but they were closer to Hylord, and if they rushed up and cut down the skinny, ghost-like old man, victory would be for the barbarians.

At this moment, behind the noisy battlefield, behind the barbarians, a group of dark shadows suddenly appeared.

The black shadow split into three directions, blocking all the barbarians' retreats, slowly approaching the barbarians.

"What's that?" a sharp-eyed savage saw a dark shadow suddenly appear behind him.

Patriarch Hagrid was rejoicing at his wise decision, glad that he had not lost his life in the ominous black fog.

The other party's spell is too weird and terrifying, as long as you are bitten, you will definitely die.

This is even more terrifying than fighting against the Rumans.

Just as he heard the voices of his subordinates proudly, Patriarch Hagrid and Patriarch Woolf turned their heads to look behind them at the same time, and at this moment they could already tell that these black shadows were a large group of people, numbering no less than tens of thousands.

The treacherous Wolf patriarch had a bad thought in his heart and asked, "Are there any people behind us who have not yet arrived?"

Patriarch Hagrid also felt bad in his heart, shook his head, and said, "There will be no more, I have gathered all the warriors within a radius of ten miles in the morning. ”

When Woolf heard this "answer" that he expected, his face couldn't help but change greatly, and he said in a hurry: "Then ...... said."

Patriarch Hagrid's face was gloomy, and he scolded angrily: "Damn, we are surrounded~!"

Woolf pretended to be nervous and grabbed Hagrid's clothes and asked hastily, "What should we do?"

Hagrid didn't hesitate, and said with a round of tomahawks: "Before they are encircled, I am leaving, as for you old fellow." ”

Patriarch Hagrid looked at Patriarch Woolf contemptuously and said mercilessly, "Fend for yourself." ”

When Patriarch Woolf heard this, his frightened face turned blue instantly, his eyes glared at Hagrid with hatred like a wolf, and he threatened in a deep voice: "If you don't take me, I will shake out all your ugly things." Don't hide it from me for you, I'm on the other side too. ”

Patriarch Hagrid was about to turn around and run away, when he heard this, he suddenly turned his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes flashed, and said, "Old Zamao, you threaten me?"

Patriarch Woolf looked at Hagrid without giving in, and said fiercely: "Boy, you are still a little tender in front of my old man's house. ”

Hagrid snorted through his nose, his voice chilling, and let out a "".

Woolf suddenly let go of Hagrid and said loudly as she stepped back, "Hagrid is ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Hagrid's great axe slashed down from the air with the sound of the wind, slashing from the top of Woolf's head to his stomach, disemboweling the old fellow and nearly splitting it in half.

Woolf's men screamed at this and lunged at Hagrid.

Hagrid's followers also shouted and rushed forward to meet the battle, and the two sides fought in a group behind the formation.

"Phew~!" Patriarch Hagrid spat at Woolf's corpse and said, "Let's go, while we can still get out." ”

Leaving behind the people who were fighting the Woolf Clan, he fled for his life, but the followers behind him still held up a large banner that symbolized unity.

The Barbarian's forward was only a hundred feet away from Hylord, and with a little force he could throw the axe down the hill where Helord was.

But at this time, the barbarians on the battlefield found that they were surrounded, and the undead army coming from three sides had already killed them and launched an attack behind them.

These undead reinforcements are a mix of high-level skeletons and dark knights, and these undead warriors are much more powerful than sluggish zombies.

"We are surrounded. The barbarians, caught in the front and back, shouted in panic.

"What to do, what to do?" they were caught in a dilemma.

At this time, the most important thing is to command to stabilize the morale of the army and indicate the next goal, but when the barbarians looked for their alliance leader, they suddenly found that the banner symbolizing the alliance leader had run far behind the rear.

"The alliance leader has escaped~!"

All the barbarians saw that their valiant Hagrid leader had abandoned them and fled alone into the distance, even behind the undead reinforcements in the rear.

The guy didn't even warn the enemy after he spotted them.

This phrase caused panic among the barbarians, and panic spread rapidly.

"Coward~!"

"Coward~!"

"Give me back. ”

The barbarian shouted angrily at the fleeing banner and cursed Hagrid for the first flight.

But the defeat was like a mountain.

Hylord stood up excitedly, raised his arm and pointed at the barbarian, and excitedly ordered: "Dark Knight, assault~!"

At this moment, his cold life box trembled violently, victory belonged to his Hero, and the Rumans would be defeated by his Herod in the same way.

The Dark Knights, who had been waiting patiently for a long time behind the battle, came out of the crowd like sharp knives to the demoralized barbarians.

On the boiling battlefield, no one noticed the two black dots hovering high in the sky. (To be continued!!