Although the distance is far away, the monsters that are rushing towards the army are indeed ghouls. At this moment, the twisted beast rushed out of the mist, let out a low, animalistic roar, and rushed straight towards the position of the giant swordsman. Leto noticed that the ghouls' formations, while rather chaotic, were somewhat orderly overall. It seemed that the vampires had already formed a rough battle formation as fast as they could.

The harassment of the cavalry just now did not seem to have the desired effect. But that's about it.

However, it is a bit surprising that vampires would let ghouls play forward. All records make it clear that despite their brutal appearance, ghouls are actually quite timid creatures. Whenever the battle is unfavorable, or if they find a large number of enemies, these monsters will choose to flee - the reason why they enter the battlefield is itself the suppression of the powerful magic and will of the vampires. Therefore, despite the fact that the ghouls have severe poison on their claws on the surface, and they have a strong ability to tolerate damage, their combat effectiveness in actual combat is mediocre. It's better to fight a tailwind war, and let the ghouls take charge of the assault - it's hard to figure out what the vampires are trying to do.

"What do vampires do want these ghouls to be forwards?" Leto asked the people around him. He had expected the vampires to send his elite grave guards as vanguards.

"Your Highness, I guess it's because he didn't expect the bat swarm to be wiped out so cleanly. One of his subordinates replied. "He was counting on bats to entangle the artillerymen. If that's the case, there's nothing surprising about placing ghouls on the right flank. It's just that when he finds that the bats can't delay much, he can only let the ghouls attack, because it is too late to change the battle formation. ”

"Hah, that's it. The subordinate's reasonable explanation made Leto feel good. The vampire has lost his toughest troop - indeed, these bats are the most troublesome of them. They may not have much combat power, but they are definitely extremely difficult. According to the intelligence, vampires frequently let the bats take on tasks such as breaking, harassment, and surprise attacks, and the results are very good. The Hama are also helpless against bats, which makes it impossible for them to pursue retreating enemies in every small battle. As long as you chase it, you will definitely be intercepted by the bats, and then watch the undead legion withdraw in the battle with these small animals.

"Pass my orders, let the musketeers prepare, and the ghouls will shoot when they come into range. Leto lazily gave the order. He wasn't worried about the ghouls at all, maybe a musket shot would scare the monsters away, because none of them had a dark mage to oversee this time. And without the magical suppression of the dark arts, ghouls can easily flee.

However, the vampires can't do much now. Leto squinted at Bernando beside him. The latter really stared into the distance. To tell the truth, Bernando's group of church guys are really too cautious, and they actually try to find a way out for themselves. Do they think they will lose this battle that they must win?

At this moment, somewhere far away from the battlefield, Ylan was sitting in a chair, one hand propped up on her chin, her eyes staring at the image floating in the air in front of her. Beside her, another figure in an off-white cloak stood, watching with him.

In front of them, a mirror seemed to condense in the air, clearly showing the battle going on in Purple Stone. This image is not what people on the battlefield see, but condescending, as if a bird is seeing it from a bird's eye view. This picture does not seem to be affected by the mist that envelops the battlefield at this time, and everything is quite clear.

"It's funny, those things don't look like ordinary ghouls, zoom in a bit. Ylan watched with interest as the vampire's right flank launched a surprise attack. These ghouls were already within range of the muskets, so now there was a constant white smoke rising from the rear of Ryan's army, and it was the musketeers firing. An interesting phenomenon seems to have occurred though - the muskets don't seem to have any effect, as none of the ghouls have been knocked down by bullets.

The picture is zoomed in. Now, being able to clearly see the ghouls charging seems a little different. They're a lot bigger than regular ghouls - but that's not just getting bigger. Although these ugly and gigantic monsters resemble ghouls and have the same rickely body and trotting gait as ghouls, their eyes gleam with a terrible evil light and they are full of a desire for battle. Their bodies are also far harder and stronger than those of regular ghouls, and bone spurs can be seen protruding from their spines.

"These things are...... I think they were named Crypt Demons?"

"I see. The gray cloak let out a sigh of emotion. "It seems that we have pushed the Scarlet Duke too hard, and he has to make the last choice in order to survive. ”

"Hehe, it's really the man I fancie, and he's really tough. Far more cruel, resolute, and ruthless than I expected. Ylan let out a laugh. "If he wants to create a grave ghost, he must have made it possible for the ghoul to suck his precious blood by slicing his own veins. He created so many ...... I remember not finding this monster in my last observation, which means that he made it all at once. I think I'm going to risk my life for a while. ”

"But on a case-by-case basis, it's worth it. The gray cloak analyzed in a calm tone. "You see, bullets don't mean anything to these monsters. They're about to charge into enemy lines. I remember that this biological metabolic system was deformed, but it could tolerate even the worst of trauma. ”

"Leto didn't seem to notice that these weren't ordinary ghouls, but it was too late to find out. Ylang said. Her tone was very relaxed, and she didn't care about the battle situation at all. "That idiot, he placed the cannon too far forward...... In fact, he shouldn't have chosen such a small place as a battlefield at all. ”

"It can't be helped. After all, he was just a primitive on a savage planet. The gray cloak replied in the same mocking tone. "You can't ask for too much...... Oh, you see, the greatswordsmen can't stop the charge of these grave demons. ”

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"Your Highness, those are no ordinary ghouls!" one of the generals shouted.

Leto, no matter how sluggish he was, could already sense that something was wrong. The volleys of musketeers were completely useless—not even a single ghoul was defeated. If this still makes people wonder if they are wrong, then the next thing will immediately reveal the truth. Archers and crossbowers in the rear began to shoot into the air as usual, killing and wounding the enemy with falling arrows. However, it also did not cause any damage. Due to the proximity of the distance, Leto could already see many "ghouls" with multiple arrows, but they still continued to rush towards them, seemingly unconcerned about the injuries on their bodies. Ordinary ghouls don't have such a large size, let alone the vitality to endure such a degree of damage, and they do not have the courage to be murderous and warlike.

Leto's lips quivered. He had sensed his fatal mistake, but it was too late, and he could only hope for the Greatswordsman to withstand the monster's onslaught.

These bizarre ghouls burst into the ranks of the greatswordsmen with an unusually ferocious ferocity and swiftness.

The Greatswordsmen are the elite of Ryan's infantry, all armed with high-quality cuirasses and armed with two-handed greatswords that can split heavily armored knights in two. But these well-equipped equipment did not give them the slightest advantage in this terrible battle. Hordes of Tomb Demons fought their way through the front line with unimaginable brute force. The leading Tomb Spirit, wielding crude weapons such as broken tombstones, decorative sculptures, or graveyard fences, swept aside all warriors who dared to stand in their way.

These massive creatures are not clumsy monsters, but a group of lightning-fast killing machines. The battle line of the greatsword warriors was quickly torn apart. Grave wraiths wield their weapons or simply use their razor-sharp fangs and claws to fight, and the toxins on their claws far exceed those of ordinary ghouls. A wound from their minions, even a trivial one, can cause a human warrior to fall in convulsions in a matter of seconds.

"Magic, magic!" Leto shouted at Bernando, who suddenly woke up from the numbness of the shock he had just had, and realized that he had to do something else. But his reaction was still a little sluggish, because Bernando was now with his eyes closed, and his mouth was full of words, and at a glance he knew that Lu Dao was trying to cast a spell.

"Damn, those dark mages are interfering with us!" Belnando opened his eyes and let out a curse. "However, in terms of cast range, we have an advantage, as long as we go all out, they will definitely not be able to break it!"

He closed his eyes again. This time, Bernando's expression became extremely serious, and he could clearly see the sweat condensing on his forehead.

"Don't panic, sir, this is not a major crisis. It's just a losing battle. A subordinate next to him reminded Leto that Leto suddenly came to his senses. By the way, he didn't have to be so out of shape at all. It's just the strikers who are in the fight, and it's too early to say that the winner is lost. Not to mention anything else, just the thick formation he stepped under was not so easy to break through.

These strange ghouls are still deep into the ranks of the Greatswordsmen and have caused heavy casualties. But they're also moving at a slower pace. The greatswordsmen are well-trained veterans who persist in fighting and have taken down a few enemies at some point. On the whole, these monsters are sticking to each other, and their impact is being absorbed little by little.

Directly in front of Leto, the rest of the vampire's troops had also come out of the mist. The Vampire's formation is simple, obviously hastily deployed, with the central part almost entirely composed of skeleton warriors, and the left flank opposite the Iron Knight is all zombies. In the zombie horde, there are disgusting corpse trucks. The vampires and the elite grave guards did not appear, but they were likely hiding in the rear, serving as reserves and preparing to find gaps for a surprise attack.

Bernando let out a roar of rage, and suddenly, a bolt of lightning erupted from the top of the turret, violently sweeping across the battlefield, leaping wildly among the giant ghouls. The effect of this blow was better than expected. These monsters, which looked like immortal bodies, could not hold on in the blazing lightning, and fell one by one. As soon as each monster fell, the greatswordsmen rushed up and slashed until they were smashed. The twisted vitality of these monsters is truly unsettling.

This magic became the end of the assault. The giant ghoul offensive was contained. By the time the lightning dissipated, the battle had completely turned into a scuffle and tug-of-war. Although these powerful monsters were still attacking fiercely, and there were many ordinary ghouls behind them to reinforce them, the greatsword warriors had already stabilized their positions. Relying on sophisticated equipment and orderly coordination, it dragged down the enemy's advance.

Seeing all this, Leto breathed a sigh of relief. He now felt guilty and angry because of the gaffe just now.