Ride and Cut

If you look down at a high altitude.

More than a hundred thousand decayed, decayed, and bleak undead formed a black tide, spreading to the hills guarded by thousands of living beings. As if the monstrous flood is raging and rushing, the next moment will swallow the isolated island in the heart of the river!

The skeleton soldier rushed to the front with his body lightly, the old armor hung on the dirty bones, and clanged as he ran. The fire of the soul in the eye sockets leaped violently, and the black and yellow teeth snapped together.

They resent life, and eagerly desire to destroy everything! Let the Pure Land become a dead country! Let the creatures fall into eternal darkness!

Facing the dirty undead at close range, there was a sound of rustling metal rubbing in the ripper array, and it was the soldiers clenching their weapons.

Their blood is more intense than molten iron! Their will is stronger than the wall! Their courage is more stalwart than the mountains!

But when the undead stepped onto the raging river, all of a sudden, they all fell into the sky.

This scene is really funny, with countless skeletons dancing and dancing, as if a dark-style undead ball is being held in the mountain fort.

"Haha, a bunch of stupid eggs!" Gunther laughed wildest with his battle axe.

The climate is already quite cold right now, and Nutao River has long been covered by thick ice. After inspecting the speed of ice formation outside, the lord thought that breaking the ice all the time was a waste of manpower, so he ordered the entire ice surface to be finely polished.

On smooth ice, it is difficult for ordinary people without training to maintain balance, not to mention the undead who are naturally inferior in coordination.

Of course, this little trouble is nothing to them at all. In the follow-up, more undead will not avoid the skeleton soldiers at all, stepping on the ground into bone slag, spreading on the ice surface easily solves the problem of anti-skid.

As a result, the gleaming silver armor, like a heavenly warrior of the Ripper Legion, slammed into the dusty, undead that seemed to have just been digged out of the ancient tomb!

With resentment towards life, the resuscitator uttered an unexplained low growl in his throat, desperately attacking the living. But after a few months of experience in the Late Forest, the improvement of the Ripper Legion is simply unimaginable for outsiders!

A full two thousand infantry were divided into two rows, guarding the defense line of 1,500 yards.

This means that their formation must be loose and thin, and it is impossible to arrange them in a dense square.

"Our lord is really brave and dare to arrange such a loose array." Seedorf stood on the top of the castle, supporting the wall, and couldn't help feeling.

When arranging the tactics, he actually didn't agree with this unconventional style of play. However, if Richard insists on this three-square-meter area of ​​Gaoshan Fort, no one else will be able to do anything.

In the military field, conventionality often represents the most refined classics, so anti-conventionality is not a commendatory term.

But almost all of the super elite infantry composed of top soldiers and sub-top soldiers are completely qualified to disregard general conventions!

Their formation is obviously so thin, but when the undead army rushes in, skeletons, mummies, and zombies are harmless in front of them like lambs to be slaughtered!

A sharp weapon won't work for a moment, and it can often cut off an opponent sent in front of it even with a weapon. Even the zombies, known for their physical toughness, cannot be exempted at all.

This is all fighting with the super-high quality of soldiers!

Seedorf has always believed in the first half of his life that proper tactical arrangements are the soul, allowing ordinary troops to play an important role. But now he has to admit that if the quality of soldiers is really strong enough to disregard the common people, it can also turn corruption into magic.

With the Dragon Slashing Sword in his hand, Richard changed his sturdy style of using heavy weapons to open and close, and took the line of dazzling skills.

With a sword in his hand, three inches in front of him are full of resplendent images. According to his own boast, those who die under this kind of swordsmanship will have a happy smile on their faces for the ultimate magnificence.

This is difficult to verify now, because the undead does not seem to have any emotion of appreciation. But one thing is certain, his killing efficiency is terribly high.

With a chilling precision, cutting the head is like cutting grass. A large number of soul fires scattered in a short period of time even caused pale phosphorous flames to float nearby!

The big tide step point will not slow down the slightest because of the striker's frustration, and more undead are coming one after another, including the suture monsters who are inconvenient due to their large size.

They are the primary target of the bed crossbow, but this kind of undead with not weak magic power is not very afraid of ordinary crossbow arrows. Even if it is a steel arrow, it often takes several shots to kill a suture monster.

But when a few chubby men set foot on the raging river, an accident happened.

Their weight is so amazing that it is difficult to support even the thick ice. There was a cracking sound, and several suture monsters that had escaped the sniper of the bed crossbow fell into the river along the hole.

This suddenly produced a chain reaction, the cracks spread across the ice surface, and there were probably thousands of undead falling into the water.

In order to facilitate the transportation of cargo ships and save trade costs, the nearby waterways are deliberately dredged, and the river core is nearly ten blades deep. The undead fell inside, and even the tallest suture monster could not see a trace.

"Will it be over?" Gunther smashed a skull with his round battle axe.

At first the people who crossed the river had been wiped out, but they didn't keep up, and it turned out to be a bit boring for a while.

The undead on the other side of the river were jumping into the water like dumplings, but they couldn't get in. People couldn't help wondering if they were all drowned.

The giants and heavy cavalry have not had time to dispatch. If it ends like this, I'm sorry for the solemn preparations.

"Definitely not." Dracula carried a large wooden barrel that multiplied the source of blood on his back, which was not a general burden.

He used to take the gorgeous and light route ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and the style of the barrel painting behind him is different. But there is no way, in order to strengthen the continuity of blood, it has only come to this bottom line.

"Here." Hutt raised his hand and opened the bow to scoop a newly exposed mummy.

The undead don't need to breathe at all. Living people must have been dead if they sink into the water for so long, but it is nothing to them.

These tall and short undead regarded the river as a smooth road, and he just wandered over. Algae hung on his body, and even brought out a few lively golden scale carps!

Chief Saitos immediately led the Iron King and the giant monsters to move forward, as if a herd of buffalo passed by, shaking the mountain for a while.

After a few months of experience in the Great Forest of Twilight, even if the trolls needed a lot of experience, they had to be advanced at least once, no matter their intelligence, size, or fighting will have been significantly improved.

They roared provocatively at the suture monster and waved the mace in their hands. Without additional explanation, the two sides immediately rushed towards each other!

Further behind, the heavy cavalry leveled their spears and began to move slowly.