Seeing the military advisor's question, several people froze down, and after looking at each other for a few moments, one of the eighth-level warriors of the king rank stepped forward and replied tremblingly:

"Qi Qiqi military division, there are many, many walking corpses, stretching for more than ten miles, overwhelming, it is estimated that there are several times more than our army, it is too terrifying to march towards the Tular Valley from twenty miles away.

Moreover, there is a very powerful giant that can emit a strange red light, which can even attack us at a height of more than 100 meters, and the other four brothers have died!"

The horror and worry in the words could not be concealed, and it was no wonder that the scene was so terrifying that I couldn't believe it unless I saw it with my own eyes.

When Tianxiang heard this, his already frowning brows were about to be twisted into a Sichuan character, and he first said to a few people: "I already know, you go back to the team, remember, don't say more, otherwise you will be severely punished!"

A few men bowed their heads, then stepped on the birds, and left the valley, and before leaving, they glanced to the east again, and flew back with fear that could not be dissipated.

Sighing, Tianxiang knew that this battle was really not easy to fight, and he could only hope that the puppet army could consume as many walking corpses as possible.

But what Tianxiang didn't know was that after the air cavalry soldiers returned to the team, one of them accidentally leaked his mouth under the questioning of other companions, leaking the number and strength of the walking corpse army, almost causing an uproar, which is a later story.

For some reason, the originally clear sky was shrouded in a faint black mist, and the emperor-rank powerhouses who were ambushed in the Tural Valley also felt that something was wrong.

A cold wind blew from the east, which made them feel a little cold, which was too weird, you must know that they were all strong people at the sixth level of the early stage of the emperor rank.

Moreover, why this wind stinks so much, it smells worse than a manure pit that has not been cleaned for many days, and it is disgusting.

Everyone turned their attention to the east, and soon, a scene appeared in their eyes that explained it all.

Countless black dots gradually appeared, and the black mist on his body floated in the air for a long time.

The black mist was drifting in the direction of the Tural Valley along the wind, and these strong men had very good eyesight, and they could see the appearance of those black spots from a long distance.

The march was slightly stiff, his face was pale, his bones were as thin as firewood, and many of his limbs were mutilated, but he couldn't see a trace of abnormality from his expression, the walking corpse, this must be the enemy of this war, the army of walking corpses.

But the number is too amazing, you can't see the edge at a glance, fortunately, these are all emperor-level powerhouses, and in terms of psychological quality and courage, I don't know how much stronger than the king-level.

Holding back the inevitable fear in his heart, he looked at the peak puppets of the king rank controlled by him, and the strong people felt a little stable in their hearts.

What's more, thinking of Tianxiang's explanation, it was not without a fight, everyone calmed down, staring at the army of walking corpses that were getting closer and closer.

There wasn't much movement, only jagged footsteps that were becoming more and more audible.

Finally, a walking corpse entered the Tular Valley, and the first cold sweat fell on the head of a strong man.

A moment later, tens of thousands of walking corpses walked in, and looking at the speed of the monster in front of them, these powerhouses couldn't help but laugh.

If it's so slow, isn't that food delivered? What's the use of more of them?

But in the next second, they couldn't laugh, because with a loud roar from the east, the walking corpses, who had not eaten for several years, rushed forward as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

Although the movements were still so stiff and funny, the speed was far beyond that of ordinary mountain people, and they crossed dozens of meters in a few breaths.

And there was a steady stream of walking corpses entering the valley behind, and the tremor was felt even by Tianxiang outside the valley.

Tianxiang nodded to the warrior beside him, who took out his trumpet, puffed out his cheeks, and blew the horn of battle.

"Woo!"

The strong men who heard the military horn were all ready to fight, and at 500 meters, 300 meters, and 100 meters, the battle began.

Under the control of the twenty powerhouses, the 10,000 king-rank peak puppets guarding the valley spread out their bodies, no more than three inches apart, and then took a step forward, rushing forward with an aura far stronger than that of the walking corpse.

As if two torrents from different directions converged, the sound of "bang" was endless, constantly echoing in the valley, and the scene made the strong people stunned.

I don't know the same fear, I don't feel it, I don't know what the pain is, but only the real confrontation can realize the difference between the two, the puppet is one foot tall, the design has a big waist and a round waist, and its weight reaches hundreds of pounds, and its strength is also extremely strong.

This momentum of formation completely disrupted the formation of the walking corpses, and those corpses that were no taller than the peak of the general rank were the opponents of the puppeteers, and after Tianxiang's deliberate setting, these puppets were equipped with sharp blades, and the height was just as high as the necks of ordinary people.

As soon as the confrontation began, nearly a thousand corpses were lost, some were directly decapitated, some were torn apart, and even worse, they were knocked into the sky by the first wave of puppeteers, and then they were smashed into pulp by the second and second waves.

There is no chance that the fallen walking corpses will survive, as they will soon be trampled to pieces by the puppeteers.

Seeing this scene, a passionate feeling emerged from the hearts of the strong men who controlled the puppet people, it was too strong and too cool.

This has nothing to do with its own strength, it is purely the pleasure of easily killing the enemy, even if the enemy is a corpse, it can't stop the spread of this feeling.

After all, the shadow of the walking corpse has been buried in everyone's hearts for too long and too deeply.

The terrain of Taniguchi is also very critical, Tianxiang can be said to have put in a lot of hard work, the walking corpses are not numerical advantage at all, 10,000 puppets actually resisted the advance of hundreds of thousands of walking corpses, it seems that the situation is not as bad as expected.

At this moment, the army of walking corpses is like locusts in transit, desperately rushing towards the puppet army that blocks them in front, and what losses and consequences are not in their consideration at all.

The sound of "bang bang" was endless, and a walking corpse with high-speed impact was smashed into flesh by a puppet with full combat power, and its bones were broken.

That is, the corpse can not make any cries of pain, that is, the puppet can continue to kill without any mood swings.

Both sides are monsters, and this is a duel between monsters.

"Whew", a loud roar came from behind the walking corpse, echoing above the valley for a long time.

The army of walking corpses, which was originally chaotic and clueless, was stunned one after another, and then changed their tactics.

The first row of thousands of walking corpses, half of which were separated, then accelerated forward and slammed into the puppeteer, even if they were divided, they would hang on the puppeteer's body with all their might.

The second row followed, followed by the third and fourth rows, even if each impact only caused a few dents, or even just a pause in the puppeteer's movements.

For some reason, those emperor-level powerhouses looked at the actions of the walking corpses, and they actually had an extremely tragic feeling.