The general died, and the soldiers were in chaos.

The marksmanship of the soldiers is messy, and there is no longer the slightest momentum from before, and what bounty is all Raush's floating clouds!

They fled and did not dare to fight the dead again.

They have no fighting spirit! Like lost dogs!

At this time, the scene was very strange, more than 100 dead soldiers actually killed the black army and fled, the army blocked the street, people crowded the shoulders and rubbed their shoulders, and finally, the street had no way to go.

Blood was still dripping from the knives of the dead soldiers, and they stared at the soldiers as if they had turned into hungry wolves and wanted to eat them in their stomachs!

By this time, the dead men were already standing in front of them with their swords held high.

The dead are like demons, harvesting human lives with long knives in their hands, treating human lives as grass mustard, and slaughtering them at will.

They rushed forward like tigers into a flock of sheep, and they were taken by surprise and terrified.

"Boom!"

The flash of the knife flashed, and each time it flashed, it would harvest a human life.

Blood was dripping and spilling on both sides of the street, filling the street with the smell of blood.

In a short time, the corpses were piled up like a small mountain, and more than 100 people had died.

The blood on the street flowed like a river, and the blood mixed with the rain, forming a blood water flowing to the lower places, this blood was fishy and smelly, and it was mixed with severed limbs and stumps, which made people feel sick and want to vomit.

Suddenly, a soldier seemed to think of something.

The soldier suddenly shouted, "Brothers, do not panic, we are so numerous that we should not be afraid of them, even if we can drown them with a mouthful of foam, why should we be afraid?"

The soldiers were in turmoil, and then there was a commotion.

"Yes, why be afraid of them?"

"The eldest husband should be a hero in life, and he will be a ghost in death, I'm afraid he will do something!"

"Ge Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu has to kill them. ”

"Don't stop me, I have to stab a few to death to comfort the general's spirit in the sky!"

"yes, kill them!"

The soldiers were violent, their fighting spirit was high, and they were no longer afraid of the dead.

The dead soldiers were surrounded by all the regiments, three layers inside and three layers outside, and they couldn't get out.

The spears of the soldiers danced as fast as the wind, one after another, and the dead soldiers were caught off guard and had no time to defend.

The faces of the dead are like frost, their hearts are like ashes, and they have no life.

They were bent on death, ignoring the spears of the commander-in-chief.

The long knives in their hands swung out and collided with the spears, but unfortunately they were outnumbered after all and fell into disadvantage.

The spears were menacing, striking at their heads, necks, chests, and lower abdomen.

Suddenly, I heard a "bang", like a ripe watermelon bursting, and I saw red and white things scattered, and it turned out to be a dead man's head was shattered.

The dead man's skull was split in half, his brain burst inside, and his face was covered in blood.

However, the dead man was not dead, he gritted his teeth, his white teeth were stained with blood, and his whole person was like a demon, hideous and terrifying.

He lunged forward, his long knife in both hands, and stabbed one of the soldiers in front of him in the stomach.

The soldier was in pain, and the spear fell to the ground with a "clang".

Beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his cheeks, and the soldier clutched his stomach, blood gushing out.

Only a "plop" was heard, and the soldier fell to the ground.

People always die, but he never thought that he would die so quickly.

His eyes were wide open, and he was unwilling.

The surrounding soldiers looked at each other, and suddenly burst out, and the spear in his hand stabbed violently, raising the dead soldier who had exploded his head high.

The dead man's body was pierced with thousands of holes, and he finally died weakly.

The rest of the dead scattered, descending from the mountain and charging at the soldiers beside them.

Their hearts are like ashes, and between life and death, there is no fear at all.

Their mission is to stop this army, even at the cost of their lives!

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[Just got home from work, eh, update it first, and write something after taking a shower.] 】

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