On the second platform, the skeleton archer bent his bow and shot arrows, but the arrows fell one after another before they could reach the opponent.
There was no way, they were all apprentice-level skeleton archers, and they could only shoot arrows at a distance of more than a hundred meters on flat ground. This distance could only be achieved by using specially processed bows and arrows.
Now the distance on this slope is about two hundred meters, which is beyond the reach of the skeleton shooter.
"It's a pity that the skeleton shooter's attack range is short. If there is a black iron-level shooter, he will definitely not be unable to fight back."
Now they are just using the number of people to accumulate and rely on the consumption of the number of people to consume the opponent's physical strength and defensive weapons. It depends on who can persist to the end. No living thing can withstand this kind of battle.
If they were normal people, they might not participate in this kind of battle from the beginning.
Forced participation will only lead to a continuous decline in loyalty, and it is not impossible to rebel or even turn against the enemy in the end.
"When we build roads, can't we start from below?"
Just when Coster was struggling with how to make the skeleton shooter effective on the last stretch of the road, Dorora suddenly pointed to the road structure below and said something.
Coster looked down, flames flickering in his eyes, and he seemed to be mentally stiff again.
There is no way, this is the shortcoming of undead creatures, and it is also inevitable for units like them that have just become heroes.
"You're right, I didn't expect it."
Coster is not a hero who cares about face. In fact, face is not very important to the undead. For the undead, class and self-strengthening are the most important things.
Following Coster's changes, the skeleton workers began to get busy. The flat first level of stairs was flattened into layers by the skeleton workers. Although it was only a small change, it made it much easier for subsequent marches.
On the edge of the road, logs were beaten beside each other to serve as handrails to reduce the possibility of skeletons falling.
Although it is just a simple handrail replacement, it can make them survive more easily and reduce losses.
After all, there are no real handrail manufacturing drawings, so it would be nice to be able to do this. I have to say that the skills of the skeleton workers are really good. It is not easy to build this seemingly rough thing on the battlefield.
In the rear, the skeletons who had nothing to do originally turned into lumberjacks. Many wooden piles were quickly made, and then some skeleton soldiers threw away their weapons and acted as porters.
"Why are there so many skeletons? How many more are there?"
The temporary combat headquarters is located not far behind the Sanwan Bridge, and the regiment leader personally came to hold down the battle.
"A lot, three hundred thousand, half a million, maybe even more. We found that there are still a steady stream of skeletons gathering. According to our analysis, it may even reach a scale of one million."
"Report, those undead have changed their tactics."
"What's going on? What did they do?" The leader was worried about the size of the undead and asked immediately after hearing this.
"The undead are cutting down the forest to build simple wooden walls at the edge of the Three-Bend Bridge. At the same time, they are leveling the ground and creating steps. Under the third road, two levels of steps have already appeared."
That's right, under such a fierce battle, the skeleton workers still built two levels of steps under the cover of the skeleton soldiers. With these two levels, there will be more levels, it just depends on how much can be consumed.
Although the skeleton laborers brought this time are not many, it seems that it is not difficult to manufacture all the way according to the current situation.
"It's troublesome, we can't stand it if this continues."
"No, we are stronger. Even if they come up, they are no match for us."
"Then after that, even if we can wipe them all out, the opponent will only lose some skeletons, and they can send more at any time. But who will make up for our losses, and who will resist those trolls in the north."
It's not that they don't have enemies, on the contrary, there are a large number of troll tribes to their north.
In order to fight against those trolls, they have exhausted their efforts and cannot tolerate too huge losses.
"Stop arguing. It seems that there are very capable people in command among those armies this time, and they may be legendary heroic units." They have it in their intelligence, but they have not trained it among their own men.
"A heroic unit? If it is those, it may be a big problem."
"We can't wait any longer. If we wait too long, we will suffer losses. And if it continues, it will be bad if Fang Jie is unwilling to negotiate with us." The leader finally spoke.
"Originally, if we were evenly matched, I wouldn't worry that he would be unwilling to negotiate, but it's obvious that his strength far exceeds ours."
The intelligence did not describe the strength of Fang Jie's troops in such detail. Originally, they thought they would be weak if they could bring hundreds of thousands of skeletons, but it was impossible to attack those few skeletons.
But if this number increases to millions, it will be different.
In addition, they are still clearing the road, so it is only a matter of time before they come up.
Maybe they can charge all the way up without losing a hundred thousand skeletons. And if the third-level road is built to the middle, their skeleton shooters will be able to exert their combat effectiveness, and their damage will begin to appear, and their suppression ability will be reduced.
"I'm going to negotiate with Fang Jie right away," the staff officer stood up and said.
"No, you stay, I will go in person." The regiment leader held down the staff officer. "Now we are the weaker party, and we must show our sincerity."
With that said, the group leader walked outside. He would not be able to leave the lord's mansion on his own, and he could not open the discussion forum.
And he is also praying now that Fang Jie can be in the lord's mansion. If he goes out, he will have no way to contact him.
Fang Jie, who was studying skills, suddenly found that someone was contacting him. The label made Fang Jie unable to ignore it. Li Mingshu, whose military rank was colonel, was a big shot if he hadn't deceived him.
Of course, he is a big shot on Earth, but things are different now.
Fang Jie was a little curious as to why this person contacted him and whether there was any deal.
"Hello, I'm Fang Jie. I wonder if Captain Li wants to contact me about something."
There was no such person in the previous discussion forum, and I don’t know if he has been hiding it or if there has been no development. Of course, if the other party asks for this or that, Fang Jie will not tolerate him.
After such a long period of development, Fang Jie's own mentality has gradually undergone some changes.
"Hello Fang Jie, I am the lord of your northern plateau. We have thousands of warriors here, but recently we have had some conflicts with your army that is developing the north."