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War in the Wasteland 270 Invasion of the Undead (3)

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    It was as if this was the first time such a large number of undead appeared, and the whole world seemed to be turned upside down.

    Countless skeletons crawled out of the pool of blood. The air was filled with the smell of the undead and the sound of skeletons colliding with each other.  These white skeletons are like loyal guards crawling out of their graves after being disturbed by the creatures.

    These fresh skeletons still have blood stains from getting up from the pool of blood, but these blood stains were quickly absorbed by these skeletons.  Afterwards, Senbai's original bones became stronger.

    Almost from the same regiment, these skeletons are changing rapidly.

    The originally empty ribs were quickly covered by a thin layer of periosteum. This layer of periosteum quickly spread to the surroundings and became thicker.  In the eyes of everyone, the shape of a half-armor gradually formed, and it still has no intention of stopping until now. Soon another pair of leggings and boots took shape.

    Except for the skeletons that are different from those of living beings exposed in places not covered by these armors, they look like an army without numbers gathering quickly from a distance.

    The creatures in the Red City were simply stunned by this scene. They could not imagine that there were so many undead here.

    "Look, the sun!"

    Someone finally discovered what happened to the rising sun, because it only took two or three hours from the moment the sun was born to now.  If it were normal times, the sun would have already hung in the sky, but now it is still nearly half sunk under the mountains, and the exposed semicircle has turned black inexplicably!

    Does the creation of undead have any influence on this situation?

    When everyone¡¯s eyes were focused on the sun, these undead spirits began to change again.

    In his originally empty hands, a bone knife was rapidly forming, and at the same time there were helmets.

    "Hurry up and kill these guys!" Xiangshuai was the first to react from the shock and hurriedly gave orders to the soldiers in the Red City.  The half-elves quickly climbed up to the top of the city with Guli Huo Tong in their arms. Black gun barrels stretched out from the crenels and aimed at the undead that were still forming.

    The barbarians who had not yet retreated at the top of the city and under the city wall were at a loss.

    This situation is very obvious. He has become a sandwich cookie between these undead and the rescue army.  If we don't think of something as soon as possible, we might get dumped by these guys.

    "The barbarian troops are really too scarce. There are 90,000 people, only these infantry and those salon knights" Chinamos sneered and turned to Akamander.  "If this were any country over the Thunder Mountains, the number of soldiers would have to be at least six. Of course, there might even be my lovely skeleton mage!"

    Chinamos completely ignored Akamander's thoughts and laughed wildly, but his eyes were always on the undead that kept getting up from the ground.

    Apart from these skeleton warriors holding shields in their left hands and swords in their right hands, there are only undead souls such as salon knights.  This makes the undead troops look a bit monotonous and boring, but no one underestimates this undead salon knight.

    ¡°I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s because of their dragon blood, but these salon knights are at least two or three times larger than before after their resurrection.

    And the weirder side also appeared in front of everyone at the same time.

    The knight on Sharon¡¯s back did not disappear. Instead, it merged with these guys without any lower limbs.  From a distance, it looks like it has been grafted onto Sharon's back.  It seems extremely abrupt and makes people's scalp numb

    Seemingly taking up the light of the salon, these knights have become much larger than before, looking like burly Beamon.

    "boom!"

    The half-elf who was ready couldn't help but pull the trigger.

    The rotating copper-core bullet was firmly nailed to the skull's forehead. The huge force made the hit skeleton tilt back, and the orange-yellow bullet was immediately embedded in the guy's forehead.  .

    "Xiangshuai, Guli Fire Command can't deal with these guys!" the half-elf shouted loudly.

    The rescue army looked at each other for a while. In addition to being frightened, many people felt more and more eager to try.  Although these are undead, they do not have much impact on Beamon and the slave warriors.  Because they did not rely on skills to fight originally, the use of brute force and rough tactics still had quite good effects.  Even if these undead are harmless, as long as their bones are broken with a stick, won't they still be helpless?

    "Stop shooting!" Xiang Shuai shouted immediately.

    Although he is handsomeThe order was more timely, but it still attracted the attention of the undead.  The backward skeleton warrior is quickly returning to an upright position, and the bones all over his body make a sound like fried beans.  His hollow and sunken eyes moved slowly, aiming his non-existent gaze at the half-elves on the city wall.

    The half-elf trembled when he met the empty gaze, and almost subconsciously pulled the trigger again.

    "You can't do this" Akamander shouted angrily, because he saw the dead men getting up from the ground one by one.  Especially those undead souls that have merged with Sharon are slowly fluttering their wings.  There is obviously no flesh on the wings, only a few bones left, but it is able to fly against everyone's common sense.

    "Don't you understand what I'm saying? No matter you are alive or dead you will always be the slaves of His Majesty Alsace. As long as you can still be enslaved, you will never be able to escape this ending of enslavement!" At this point!  , Chinamos couldn't help but laughed crazily.  "Let me tell you, even if you all die here, you still have to capture this red city for me!"

    "What?" Akamander was shocked. It was only then that he understood what it meant to seek skin from a tiger.  Working with the undead never ends well.  "I'm leaving now, let's see how you can stop me"

    "Humph, you have to be able to walk!" Chinamos couldn't help but sneered.  "I'm telling you, either you will capture the Red City for me, or you won't be able to keep any old, weak, women or children left in your country."

    "Do you think you can do it?" Akamander roared angrily, his hair standing on end like needles. From a distance, he looked like an angry lion.  This is the madness of the barbarians. Their madness is different from Beamon. Their strength and speed will increase several times after the madness. Apart from the time limit, there are no side effects after the madness is lifted.  At this moment, Akamander has made up his mind. As long as Chinamos wants to harm him, at worst, he will fight him tooth and nail!  Anyway, there are still thirty thousand men of his own here, and Akamander would rather they fight for freedom than die here inexplicably!

    "It doesn't matter if you can't do it, it doesn't matter if you can do it. Let me tell you, you don't want to do anything today" Chinamos sneered, and a black light shot out from his empty eyes.  There was a flash in his eyes, and then quickly disappeared.

    No one else felt anything, not even the surrounding guards noticed.  But they saw that the hair that stood up on Akamander's head actually fell down, and the madness was quietly lifted.  Akamande's eyes were dark, his whole body swayed slightly, and then he regained his energy.  The soldiers who wanted to come up to help Akamander were scolded before they could step forward, and then retreated without thinking.

    "Hmph, a race with a weak spirit like a baby still dares to challenge me!" Chinamos sneered and picked up the reins in his hands.  Nightmare seemed to know what the temporary master was thinking, and took two steps forward gently.

    The unconscious Akamander slowly turned around, his eyes red, facing all the barbarians who were preparing to retreat.  "kill!"

    This roar seemed to have exhausted all its power, like a thunder explosion in the plains. The whole world roared at this moment, and everyone who heard the sound couldn't help but tremble.  Many timid people were so frightened that they fell to the ground.

    And it was just such a voice that ruined things.

    The many half-elves defending on the Red City originally focused on the undead, and did not take any precautions against these barbarians.  After Akamander yelled at him, he accidentally pulled the trigger.

    The long battles have made these half-elves clearly aware of the weaknesses of these barbarians. As long as they aim at their eyes, even barbarians with tough skin will not be able to survive.  But this shot was extremely accurate, and immediately three or four barbarians fell to their knees on the spot.

    This move stimulated the already nervous barbarians.

    After being unable to bear it any longer, he finally roared.  Not caring about the undead behind him, he once again rushed towards the red city with all his might.  Even the remaining barbarians guarding the military tent did not hesitate for a moment, and immediately roared and charged in to kill them.  They roared hard, emitting the deepest roar from their throats.

    With one move, the whole body was moved, and at the same time, the undead also rushed out.  The momentum became more and more crazy, and they were more ferocious than before.  It's like walking on flat ground everywhere Even if it's a vertical city wall, they don't rely on rope ladders and tools to climb up the city wall like the barbarians. They just walk along the wall with their feet straight.  ???Go up.

    At the same time, the barbarian knights who had merged with Sharon also let out crazy screams from their throats, waving the dragon spear in their right hand, and pulling the reins with their left hand to fly into the sky with Sharon.

    The barbarian offensive was almost covered up in an instant. Looking from a distance, the undead covering the sky and the earth were like whistling locusts.  And like a tide, it seems to be destroying all the rocks that dare to stand in front of it!

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