Lord of the People: a Hundredfold Increase From the Undead

The artillery of the guardian army is not like the defense battle, it is all over the city.

Facing Fang Hao's side, there were only ten by count, and the left and right sides were placed separately, with the muzzle facing downward.

A lot of defenders are constantly adjusting the positions of their artillery.

Someone was loading the shells.

Just when everyone was busy, preparing to deal with the enemy's attack.

Above the head, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air.

Looking up, I saw countless arrows falling from the sky, rushing and dense.

The guards who controlled the artillery were caught off guard, and were hit by arrows in large numbers.

Some were killed by strung hedgehogs, and some missed the point, but the additional effect of the weapon took effect.

Falling into a state of blindness, covering his eyes, he shouted for help from his companions.

The most dreaded artillery camp was in chaos in an instant, everyone was fleeing and howling.

Fang Hao looked ahead, and when the Blessing Longbowman shot the third wave of arrows, he ordered coldly, "Charge, and attack the temple in one go."

"attack!"

"attack…."

All lords ordered at the same time.

Facing the artillery, everyone was still a little apprehensive, but seeing their own arrows directly suppressing the artillery, their confidence instantly doubled.

He commanded his subordinates to charge forward, and he also strode forward along with him.

The four-armed skeletal general, holding a shield to form a shield array, stepped forward like an orderly drumbeat.

On both sides, there are the other troops of the traversers. There are humans, orcs, swords and shields, and spearmen. They spread out in an instant and covered the entire hillside, rushing upwards quickly.

Behind the infantry, there are thunder musketeers and archers.

The enemy's area is located at the top of the high place. Musketeers and archers can shoot at each other as long as they pay attention.

In the end, the two-headed corpse dragon whizzed out, with the sound of howling wind, passed the infantry below in the blink of an eye, took the lead, and attacked above.

At the same time, Dong Jiayue also started to attack.

A large number of arms spread out in an instant, attacking upwards.

The only difference is that Dong Jiayue is holding a bright silver gun and takes the lead, with soldiers and traversers behind him.

…

Hilltop Temple.

The guards who had already prepared were looking at the scene down the mountain in horror.

The enemies are like scattered rice grains, instantly covering the entire area below.

It stands to reason that there should not be so many people.

The first phase of the battle was already not good for the rebels, so how could half of them die.

But in front of me...

A large densely packed area, it doesn't look like there is a reduction in staff at all.

Moreover, the morale of the rebel army was very high, like a hungry ghost who saw the food, and rushed up like crazy.

"Shield cover, re-control the artillery, the crossbowmen continue to attack, move all the arrows from the rear, hurry..., there is no time for you to be dazed, all act." The world's third 'Cole Ridge', loudly Issued an order.

Some traversers who were in a daze reacted quickly and started to continue their work.

Some traversers with swords and shields gathered together in threes and fives, raising their shields above their heads.

Covering his companions, he began to approach the artillery.

The arrows crackled and hit the shield like raindrops.

"Look, dragon, so many dragons..."

Suddenly, someone pointed to the sky and exclaimed.

Everyone raised their heads, and groups of black dragons, under the cover of night, had already reached the sky above the mountain top.

With terrifying Longwei, he swooped down.

The howling sound pierced the night sky, and the archers who were counterattacking in an orderly manner suddenly became panicked.

The formation broke up and began to look for bunkers nearby.

"Fight back, don't mess around, everyone fights back..."

There are also a lot of guards, and the equipment used is also provided by the system.

Under the loud shouts and orders of 'Coleridge', most of the people started to fight back.

Dense arrows shot towards the sky from below.

Clanking on the body of the two-headed dragon.

A burst of sparks collided.

However, the traverser's weapons are difficult to cause obvious damage to the two-headed corpse dragon at this time.

Even if a few people's long-range weapons could break through the lava armor on the surface, they were only inserted into the armor and did not cause much damage to the dragon.

The dense arrows did not stop the dragon's dive.

The ferocious dragon head became clearer, and the crimson energy gathered in the mouth became brighter.

Roar~!

Ho **** ho!

One after another dragon's breath spewed out.

Blazing flames swept across the area where the crowd gathered.

The defenders struggled and wailed, struggling in the flames, and gradually fell to their knees powerlessly, and the flames burned the corpses into ashes.

down the hillside.

The infantry of the rebels had already broken through the barricades, rushing directly to the top of the mountain like a raging torrent.

Push the defenders back, and then fight together close to each other.

When it comes to close combat, the combat power that the traversers can display becomes more and more limited.

In the screams, the personnel began to shrink rapidly.

Coleridge chopped down the two of them with the long knife in his hand, and hurried towards the central temple.

He still underestimated the fighting power of the rebels.

No, he did not underestimate, but this rebel army is not normal.

Possessing powerful arms, even the traversers who rushed up showed terrible morale.

In the opponent's army, there is definitely a special leader, a leader who makes everyone think that he will not fail.

Who is it?

The first Savannah chose the Defense Army.

Could it be Erigon?

It is possible that he is a dragon, and the two-headed black dragon meets this condition, and he has been in contact with Fang Hao, and it can barely make sense to have the opponent's skeleton unit.

Damn it, I underestimated Eragon before, his reputation is so high.

Thinking in my heart, I walked into the temple quickly.

Looking around the dimly lit room, he saluted slightly towards the dimly lit corner, "Mr. Bertram, our people can no longer hold on, please take action to change the occupation."

In fact, with the current situation, an orange hero may not be able to change anything.

But if you don't need it, you will really lose. Let him go out and try, maybe it can change the situation of the battle.

A figure came out from the darkness.

Orange Tier 5 hero, Bertram.

Looking at the mess outside, he asked in a low voice, "What do you want me to do?"

It is obviously unrealistic for a warrior hero to kill everyone.

Even if it is possible, it will not be completed in a short time.

What can be done is to kill the leader of the rebel army, Eregon!

He died, the dragon unit disappeared, and this battle could change.

Saluted again, "My lord, please kill the enemy general, he will win the battle."

"Okay, point me to the person." The orange hero said.

When the two walked to the door, Coleridge pointed down the mountain and said, "In that area, there is a man with blond hair and a young face."

The fire on the mountain soared into the sky, making it appear that the mountain was extremely dark.

But Coleridge could feel that the other party must be standing in the darkness, but he didn't know exactly where.

"Okay, I got it." The orange hero nodded, drew out the long sword at his waist, kicked his feet, and looked like an out-of-control truck, crashing directly into the upward crowd of rebels, and rushed to the position he pointed at just now.

Looking at the powerful strength displayed by the orange hero.

Coleridge was also slightly relieved.

As long as the target can be killed, there is still a chance for this battle.

Holding a broad-bladed long knife in his hand, Coleridge stepped forward and rushed into the crowd again, fighting with the enemy.

His strong body brought him great strength.

In terms of his combat effectiveness, he was no worse than the native fighters.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes turned to a traverser holding a sword and shield in front of him.

Lifting the knife, he stepped forward and slashed down angrily.

The rebels were taken aback, and immediately stood in front of them with their shields.

Boom!

There was a dull chopping sound, and the body of the rebel traverser flew backwards, spinning seven or eight times in succession before stopping in front of him.

The rebels were taken aback.

What kind of monster has such great power, it must have taken a stimulant.

Coleridge stepped a little, and followed closely again.

The rebel traversers were even more horrified, and their faces turned pale in an instant.

Suddenly, the rushing 'Coleridge' suddenly stopped, and a cold light flashed out of the corner of his eye.

A silver spear, like a white snake spitting out a letter, pierced the mandible from the bottom.

This shot was fast and accurate, with a tricky angle.

Coleridge was horrified in his heart, he blocked it with his long knife, and threw his head back violently.

brush!

The cold light pierced against the tip of the nose.

Coleridge stepped back quickly, showing horror, and reached out to touch his chin and nose.

Seeing that he was really not hit, he felt a little relieved.

Looking up, there was a pretty figure standing in the orange-red firelight, holding a spear in front of him.

The traverser who attacked him just now has also fled to a distance.

Standing in the crowd, he gave him a middle finger, and got into the fighting crowd.

Coleridge looked back at the figure with the gun.

woman?

Coleridge stood where he was, looking at the woman with puzzled eyes, as the shadow of the flames lengthened and shortened.

I was also surprised by the vicious spear skills of the woman in front of me.

"You came here specifically for me?" Coleridge looked at her.

He could clearly feel the opponent's eagerness to fight.

"You are Coleridge? Number four in the world?" Dong Jiayue said softly.

There were killing sounds all around, but the sound was still clear.

"third."

"fourth!"

Coleridge glanced at the revolver at her waist, and said fearfully, "Why don't you use a pistol?"

"No need."

"Hmph." Coleridge snorted coldly, and rushed forward with the knife in hand.

Dong Jiayue also faced forward, spinning the spear in front of her in a circle, pointing at the tip of the spear, and stabbing straight at the opponent's throat.

The guns lined up, and the cold light was dazzling.

when!

Coleridge swung his knife away, and there was a symphony.

The long spear retracted, then stabbed out again, and the position became the chest.

The machete slashed again, tilting the position.

But the long spear was like nails falling densely, constantly piercing every vital point of his body.

Coleridge's face was ugly, the woman in front of him was not as strong as him, but the spear in his hand was fast and steady.

He wanted to get close, but the other party was able to keep a distance.

The broad-bladed knife in Coleridge's hand suddenly exerted force, causing the thrusting spear to deviate even more, making it impossible to retract quickly.

The body moved forward quickly, gathered all the strength of the whole body, and slashed towards the opponent.

…

On the other side, Fang Hao stood at the foot of the mountain, silently watching the battle in the distance.

From time to time, let the "Blessed Longbowman" change positions, and shoot arrows at the positions where the guards gather, so as not to accidentally injure the rebels.

Just as Fang Hao pointed and sat on the wooden pier waiting for the task to end.

Suddenly, they heard the sound of fierce fighting in the darkness ahead.

Someone killed them?

Facing the charging crowd, they slashed to the rear in the opposite direction.

It's really fierce.

Fang Hao waved his hand slightly, and the soldiers in front moved out of the way.

A hero with a long sword in his clothes was revealed.

[Blood Fury Warlord - Bertram (Orange Level 5)]

Orange Hero~www.wuxiamtl.com~ It seems that this is the system's reward for the guardian army.

The surrounding guards stepped aside, and the orange hero saw him too.

He looked up and down suspiciously, and then asked, "Are you the leader here?"

"Not to mention, it's just leading everyone to do tasks and get points."

"Then you can die." The orange hero snorted coldly, and the figure rushed out instantly, sweeping the long sword in his hand, slashing towards his neck.

Fang Hao still sat on the wooden pier and said softly, "You can't control your limbs."

The face of the orange hero rushing forward suddenly changed.

The raised arms were limply hanging down, and the body also fell to the ground with a bang, sliding several meters away.

"What did you do?" The orange hero was full of fear.