The roar of the undead was endless, and countless piles of undead corpse soldiers rushed towards the towering and thick city wall, baring their teeth and claws.

Hundreds of magical rays of light shone on the lengthy Wall of Crouching Dragon. Elementary and intermediate magics mixed together and rushed towards the densely packed undead corpse soldiers, causing bursts of bursting and rumbling sounds.

The area as far as the eye can see is covered with stumps and broken arms. The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood are filled with the pungent rotten smell and the lingering smell of gunpowder smoke. Some dying undead souls are still struggling and roaring among them, like a pile of corpses.

Wriggling gray-black maggots.

The undead are tireless. Driven by their greedy desire to eat and the orders of more powerful undead, they step over the mutilated corpses of their companions and launch charges towards the Wall of Crouching Dragon again and again.

"The mage who is about to run out of magic power retreats to replenish energy and take serum to resist the corpse poison. Don't let the corpse poison spread!!!"

A mid-level light mage released a holy shield and directly knocked down a blood-hoofed bone demon that climbed up the city wall. The skull demon's hard body, which resembled a bull demon, directly hit several rotten corpses, leaving them bloody and bloody.

fly.

"The magic energy has been squandered again. The continuous release of intermediate magic puts too much pressure on the body. The speed of connecting to the stars is now only 70% of the original speed..."

Guo Hongchen drank another tube of recovery potion, using the short intervals to restore his magic energy and replenish his nearly depleted fire nebula.

In less than half an hour, he had released six fierce fists - Hongtian, nine fierce fists - Disha, four fierce fists - Jiugong, and Huo Zi an uncountable number of times.

There are only four mid-level mages in the area he is in, and he is the only one with the fire element. He is the first to bear the brunt of the corpse generals approaching the city wall, and the risk is also the greatest.

If it weren't for the maintenance of the recovery potion, he would have been unable to sustain such a high-intensity battle. Now his hands are still shaking, which affects the speed at which he can connect to the stars.

Although he defeated the zombie generals' attacks many times, he only killed two zombie generals. The rest were hidden among the dense groups of corpses, using slave-level corpse soldiers as human shields.

"Hufufu~~~~~"

The little star of the Golden Feathered Eagle has been risk-takingly hovering over the corpses, waiting for opportunities to hunt down some of the more troublesome undead. He also suffered a sneak attack from some cunning corpse generals and was seriously injured.

It had taken anti-venom serum to prevent the dangerous corpse poison from those corpse generals from spreading rapidly, but continued fighting would speed up the flow of corpse poison in the blood, threatening its life.

"Xiao Xing, hurry up and get treatment. You have too many wounds. If you don't treat them as soon as possible, those corpse poisons will kill you!!!"

Guo Hongchen saw his contracted beast covered in scars and felt like a knife. He loudly advised his contracted beast to get treatment.

A golden feathered eagle that is close to the level of a war general is extremely important in the battle against the corpse general. If it falls in the fight with the corpse general, it will make the situation of this defense line even worse.

The golden feathered eagle chirped in a low voice, flapped its wings to support its weak body and flew towards a brightly lit small building.

"Wei Nan, you must stay here. Healing mages are very important to the current battle situation. You must do your best to ensure the safety of the wounded, especially the stronger combat forces..."

Lu Yan released a wind disk - tearing, directly strangulating a dozen rotting corpses and bone demons not far away. She took a few steps back and said anxiously to a girl with short hair.

In the current war situation, mid-level mages are more important than junior mages. Junior mages can only go to the military hospital for treatment, while mid-level mages rely on the healing mages on the front line to heal their injuries.

Because those who can climb the city wall are at the level of zombie generals, and only if junior mages are brutally killed can mid-level mages be able to compete with or even kill those dangerous undead.

Although being infected with corpse poison increases the risk every minute, but no one is equal in war.

Even if everyone hopes that they can be rescued and have a greater hope of survival, in order to achieve the final victory, they must make painful sacrifices.

War is cruel. The strong survive and the weak perish. But even the strong only live a little longer. They all face the threat of death and can only do their best to fight to the death.

"I know……"

The healing radiance bloomed in Wei Nan's hand, and those holy rays of light quickly came into contact with the festered and blackened thighs of a mid-level mage, clearing away the corpse poison that was like maggots clinging to the bones.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!"

The mid-level mage let out a piercing cry. His face was extremely ferocious, his hands were clenched tightly, and blood was flowing from his closed lips.

He was attacked by an animal-shaped bone general. Its venomous snake-like fangs pierced his thigh, injecting dangerous venom. He was paralyzed and fell to the ground in an instant. His flesh and blood were quickly dissolved, and his heart was bone-piercing.

Wei Nan is a healing mage and an ice mage. Compared with those mages who major in healing, she has more ability to protect herself and can treat the wounded on the frontline where dangers are everywhere.

"Is this war...why is it so cruel..."

Wei Nan's heart was full of panic and entanglement. The task she received was to do her best to heal the mid-level mages so that they could go into the war again to deal with the eyeing corpse generals and defend their own front.

She hopes to take back the wounded from the hands of death, but her power is limited. Human beings all have their limits, and there will be times when they are powerless.

Treating some people means giving up others. This rule is magnified to the extreme on the battlefield.

She could see those junior mages wailing. Compared with those companions who were directly killed by the undead, being infected with corpse poison and half-dead was the greatest suffering.

They long to live, but the God of Death has already approached them silently. Waiting for death to approach is much more painful than death in an instant.

Death is scary, but the desperate situation of knowing that you will die, feeling your life draining away little by little, but unable to see any hope is even more terrifying, even more despairing and suffocating.

"Don't feel too guilty. It's a good thing that they didn't stay on the battlefield. They might be able to survive because of the treatment at the military hospital and don't have to return to the battlefield. But for us mid-level mages, as long as we can still release the mid-level

Magic must be fought to the end..."

Lu Yan released the mid-level Ice Chain of the Ice System - Crushing Bones, and a Shrouded Corpse Demon that almost crossed the city wall had half of its body frozen, and a slender ice chain pierced its right shoulder.

A military mage roared and released Fiery Fist-Earth Brake. The fierce fist in close contact directly smashed the head of the corpse-wrapped demon, and the brains burst out in front of Wei Nan, almost splashing on her body.

Lu Yan did not turn around, but growled and said to Wei Nan behind him, with a solemn look on his face.

Intermediate mages must stick to their posts. As long as they are not completely defeated, they must defeat difficult attacks again and again, and pass by the god of death again and again.

A military mage not far away had his calf bitten off by a corpse general, but he still dragged the broken leg that had been treated urgently to fight on the city wall.

A large piece of flesh and blood was bitten off from his right leg, and the blood vessels were still spewing blood. Dark red blood spilled all over the floor, and the broken bones were even directly exposed.

There were several bloody corpses behind him, and there was no time to deal with them. The blood stained their broken military uniforms red.

The undead have piled up mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the mages on the Wall of Crouching Dragon have also suffered heavy losses. Even if compared with the thousands of undead corpses, the mages' sacrifices are much less, but there are already no less than a hundred people who have died.

, there will only be more injured people.

"Gu Wei, you use ice magic and giant shadow nails to contain the corpse generals. I will use the Forest of Kun to deal with the undead corpse soldiers. Damao, you are responsible for killing the corpse generals who are approaching. We must defend this place!!!"

Duan Hu drank a bottle of recovery potion in one gulp. There were many bottles scattered around his feet, and he drank angrily.

The scars on his face were squeezed, and the plant star map in his hand maintained the wildly growing thorn forest outside the city wall. The undead corpse soldiers in it were strangled by the extremely aggressive and tough vines.

Gu Wei released the mid-level magic of the shadow system, and giant shadow nails pierced into the bodies of the roaring corpse generals. Qin Damao followed closely with his fierce fists, causing dozens of undead to be engulfed in blazing flames.

Wang Qinghuang, Luo Jin, Qin Xuan, Guo Hongchen, Lu Yan, and many other mid-level mages like them are all fighting bravely.

They all faced the threat of corpse generals more than once, faced the depletion of magic energy more than once, and witnessed their comrades around them being seriously injured or even died tragically, and their bodies were dyed red with blood.

There are undead, companions, and oneself. In the war, they are all approaching death step by step.

"We must preserve magic energy, and our strength must be reserved to kill the corpse ministers. As long as those corpse ministers do not show up, no matter how tragic the battle is, we cannot intervene..."

The words of the white-bearded old man echoed in Xu Huang's mind. His hands were clenched and his body was trembling, but he still said these almost heartless words.

They cannot act impulsively on the battlefield. They must obey orders. Any sudden changes may lead to total loss.

They must decide whether to save a few or dozens of comrades struggling to survive on the front line, or to save millions of people in the ancient capital.

Everyone involved in this war should be prepared to sacrifice. In the turmoil of war, no one can escape intact.

“Ho ho ho~~~~~”

Waves of low and harsh roars came from the dark sea of ​​corpses in the distance, and some towering huge black shadows appeared. They roared and ordered tens of thousands of undead corpses.

"The corpse ministers have appeared. Everyone is on alert. We are leaving the Wall of Crouching Dragon to kill the corpse ministers who are protected by the undead!!!"

The green high-level wind magic - Wings of Wind - bloomed from the back of the white-bearded old man. He looked at the corpse ministers who were giving orders a thousand meters away, shouted angrily, jumped over the city wall, and rushed towards one of the corpse ministers.

The rest of the high-level mages, those of the wind system, all released their wings of wind, but more of them relied on the precious wing magic equipment to avoid the undead corpses that were watching eagerly on the ground.

"Those are the flesh-mound zombies. If they are allowed to get close to the Wolong Wall, hundreds of undead will cross the defense line!!"

Xu Huang and the others sat on Xu Qing's broad back, looking at the fat giant corpses with huge mouths like flesh and blood hills in mid-air. He clenched the book of constellations in his hands and whispered.

He looked at the solemn faces of Yuan Tao, Jin Yang, and Yang Shan beside him, knowing that they would be in a sea of ​​corpses, fighting alone...

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(I should be able to do two updates today. My understanding of war is very simple. I feel that those words are very empty. Maybe it is because I have not experienced the horror and despair of war, and it is difficult to imagine the feelings of the older generation who have experienced war. I just

However, I know one thing. This world does not need war. Too much blood has been shed. I feel really uncertain when will there be real peace. I can only say that I hope the war will subside in my lifetime.
Chapter completed!