When the rain of fire and fire came to an end, thousands of black shadows flashed in the tide of corpses, and disappeared, and the rain of fire fell, and this area of tens of thousands of acres suddenly burst into flames!

The nearly 200,000 living corpses that had stepped through the area and been drenched in fire oil were all burning, their festering bodies were wrapped in strange blue-purple flames, and hoarse roars were squeezed out of their throats, and they didn't know if it was because of the stimulation of the flames, and they ran desperately to the merchant positions in front of them. For a moment, the air was filled with a strong stench and dim green smoke, and the merchants in the front row vomited together.

Hundreds of thousands of humanoid torches, wrapped in flames and smoke with the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling, spread their arms and pounced on the merchant army. The merchant army was in chaos, and the stench spread over two-thirds of the people, whose faces were distorted and vomited.

At this time, you can see the gap between the forbidden army and the army of other towns. The Three Towns Army, which was on the left flank of the front, performed the best, the formation was still neat, everyone was solemn, and immediately vomit spurted out of their mouths, and they did not bend down, and their eyes were staring at the front, as if they were smoked and in pain, and their bodies were not their own.

The performance of the troops of the two Hou Ye on the right flank of the front was slightly inferior to that of the Three Towns troops, and about a few thousand of the 100,000 people could not bear to bend down and vomit, but they were immediately kicked and beaten by the military academy, and the long formation was only a little chaotic, and it was immediately restored to order.

The worse thing is the forbidden army in the center of the front, almost all of them have some people who can vomit on the ground, and even some of them are directly unconscious, and the middle of the entire front is like a wheat field that has been cut down during the autumn harvest, and it is completely subdued.

Zhang Shan was very anxious, he relied on his fairly good cultivation and did not fall, but his herald and adjutants all lay down and vomited pickled filth on the platform, Zhang Shan himself was also disgusted, but just handed over the name in front of the king, and the shame of losing face made him ignore these unpleasantness, he pulled out his waist knife, "Bang!" A cold light swept through a general who was lying on the ground and vomiting wildly, and a blood mark appeared on the neck of a general who vomited wildly, and the blood was rapidly expanding, "Poof" The adjutant's skull fell, and the gushing blood and the filth squeezed out of the convulsive stomach were mixed together and splattered on the platform!

The stench in the air and the rancid smell of vomit, coupled with the smell of blood, mixed into an extremely refreshing smell, the other lieutenants around were all shocked at once, the strong fear and nerve stimulation made their convulsions of their stomachs ease down at once, no one spit out, and got up with their hands and feet, standing upright, waiting for Zhang Shan's order.

Zhang Shan looked up at the humanoid torches in front of him, which were less than forty feet away from the front line, and he immediately said fiercely: "Send the order to go down and purge the team! Shoot the living corpses, and those who disobey the order will be beheaded immediately!"

"Order!" The adjutants beside him looked at the corpse on the stage, their calves and stomachs turned straight, and they couldn't help but answer loudly, and then ran off the stage.

After a while, there were strands of blood gushing out of the front line, hundreds of soldiers in the front row were cut off, and the chaotic team was immediately quiet and tidy, and then the blood light gradually spread from the front row to the rear line, and for a while, thousands of merchant soldiers were cut off their heads, and the large formation was a whole queue. At this time, Emperor Xin, the Shang King who was sitting on the highest part of the Shuai platform, stood up and walked out of the canopy, and shouted: "All soldiers!

Di Xin's voice was already loud, he tried his best to shout out, and within a radius of several miles, the merchant soldiers could hear the king's decree directly, plus the bloody massacre before, the morale of the army was boosted.

Zhang Shan's order was finally delivered, and the merchant troops in the first two rows drew their bows and shot thousands of arrows directly, and flew out flat, making the forward of the corpse tide tremble. The merchant army behind the third row had bows, all of them raised their bows, and 300,000 sharp arrows intercepted the back road of the corpse tide.

In the sound of orders one after another, the locust-like arrow rain flew in the sky, and in a sea of fire-like corpses, there was a continuous sound of flesh-piercing, splashing the stars. If the arrow is pierced in the torso of the living corpse, it is fine, but if it is pierced in the head or leg, the living corpse will have to fall unwillingly, and the interwoven network of blocking arrows will make the forward of the corpse tide continue to dent into the gaps, but then they are filled.

The rain of arrows that were thrown achieved better results, such a dense attack made it impossible for the living corpses to dodge, of course, they did not know how to dodge, most of the arrows pierced into their heads, chests and shoulders, and the living corpses were constantly smashed down by such a rain of arrows, rolling on the ground and burning into a bonfire, unable to stand up again.

Chonghei Tiger and his world-savvy people had been standing a hundred feet away, not rushing into the sea of fire, and coldly watching this slaughter of life and death.

The area of the sea of fire gradually expanded as the corpse tide advanced, and it seemed that it was about to cover the battlefield, and the vanguard of the corpse tide was less than twenty zhang away from the merchant army's main array. The merchant soldiers could already see their festering faces, leaky intestines, and wriggling maggots hanging from their bodies.

Many merchant soldiers' bodies began to tremble again, and there were bursts of nausea in their stomachs, rushing from their throats and eyes to their heads, and their heads were dizzy, but they didn't dare to bend over and vomit, and fresh blood was still flowing on the bright steel knife behind them, and there were still comrades who were still side by side at their feet. The merchant soldiers stood like this, and did not dare to move even though the filth gushing out of their stomachs spurted out of their mouths and dripping from their chests.

"Spearman!

At the sound of the order, the pikemen rushed forward in the front group, armed with extra-long bayonets about two feet long, and they stood forward in lunges, holding the guns with both hands at their waists, and the tail of the guns was slanted into the ground, and the tips of the guns were raised diagonally upwards, just pointing at the height of a normal person's chest. The densely stretched out gun array was divided into two layers, and the spear tips in the back row stretched out from the front row, and the distance between the spear tips was only about two feet, and this wall of thorns was densely blocked in front of the corpse tide.

The archers who were originally in the front row stepped back one after another, and went around the back of the spearmen to resist the back of their comrades, and some people pressed against the back of the former, so that there were ten people in front and behind, forming a solid wall of steel thorns, waiting for the living corpses to crash into them. With such a density of guns, living corpses are extremely difficult to dodge, and they will not dodge. So far, no living corpse has been found that would be inserted sideways into the gap in the gun.

Zhang Shan's eyes were firmly fixed on the corpse tide, looking for an opportunity to fight back.

About 100,000 people formed the wall of steel thorns, and the more than 200,000 people in the back row allocated the extra bows and crossbows, and continued to shoot arrows, so it didn't matter, as long as they shot in front of them, they could pass over the human wall. Therefore, the dense rain of arrows has not stopped, Di Xin saw that it was advantageous, and hurriedly issued an order, so that the hundreds of thousands of miscellaneous servants who were still in the camp also went out of the camp, and after the battle, they found all the bows and arrows that could be used, as long as they could shoot the arrows, they would be issued a bow, and as for the arrows, the accumulation of hundreds of millions of arrows in the Shang Dynasty for hundreds of years was not a problem!

When the corpse tide frantically hit the Great Wall of steel thorns, making a sound of leather tearing, the handymen who arrived in a hurry also began to draw their bows and release arrows, and in an instant, the arrow rain on the battlefield was dense to a terrifying degree, and in every blink of an eye, tens of thousands of sharp arrows would fall with a piercing wind whistle and plunge into the corpse tide.

Due to the previous fire, there have been countless living corpses burning and falling to the ground, and the living corpses that have followed one after another have rushed over in the sea of fire, and there are countless living corpses that have burned their legs and snatched to the ground, but this part of the living corpses is not all on fire, although the fire on their bodies is spreading, the fallen living corpses just ignore and crawl forward little by little, and some of them are trampled by the living corpses that follow, but there are still some of them remaining.

The living corpse that finally crossed the sea of fire and poured into the gun forest was also fierce, and was picked on the tip of the gun, the front chest was penetrated, and it was squeezed forward inch by inch, and the barrel of the gun that passed through the body of the living corpse was coated with a layer of black sticky blood stains. The faces of the spearmen in the front row were all frightened, and the fear completely overpowered the nausea, and they wanted to escape, but they were arched by the people behind them, and they couldn't move! Many spearmen broke down, and mechanically held the and urine under the spear shaft, and the heart-rending shouts from above, the ghosts and wolves in front of the battle cried into the sky.

The battlefield is the battlefield, who cares about the life or death of a platoon of small soldiers? As long as they can withstand it, there is no other way to think of it, but to urge the rear column to speed up the release of arrows, and select a group of elite archers to kill and injure the living corpses that crashed into the gun forest before the formation as accurately as possible.

Time passed little by little, from the early morning battle to the afternoon, the merchant army shot hundreds of millions of arrows, the front of the battle up to the range of 100 zhang, that inserted into a dense arrow feather "lawn", first nearly 100,000 living corpses were burned by the flames, and then under the baptism of arrow rain, more than 300,000 living corpses were nailed to the ground, almost every living corpse that fell to the ground was full of arrows, like a pile of hedgehogs, the head can also be assigned to six or seven, all dead and transparent. In addition, tens of thousands of living corpses were catalyzed in this hot fire, and the process of decay collapsed on its own. Unconsciously, the seemingly boundless tide of living corpses was only a line crowded in front of the merchant army's guns.

The front line of the merchant army's gun forest was also about to collapse, the living corpses with their entire bodies through the barrels of the guns had already hugged the spearmen in the first row, their feet were burned, and the living corpses crawling on the ground attacked all the spearmen in the first and second rows from below. The dead of the spearmen, the wounded, and the crazy collapsed on all fronts!

The spear was abandoned and a row of living corpses were brought down, and these living corpses could not get up from the barrel of the gun. The corpses of the spearmen paused to reveal the soldiers behind them, who had drawn their knives and were waiting in battle, and under Zhang Shan's order, these people who were about to be driven crazy by fear stepped forward with red eyes and crazy shouts!

The living and the dead were suddenly twisted together, and the merchant army in the back had stopped firing arrows, and at this moment, more than a thousand black shadows dragged the afterimage, and in an instant, they galloped through, and this distance of 100 zhang was really like a group of shadows, silently blending into the flesh and blood killing field in front of the formation.