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Chapter 129: Iron and Blood in the Harbor (19)

Above the battlefield, heavy rain continued to fall, forming a continuous curtain of water on the horizon of the distant rainforest.

God seemed to want to use rain to wash away the blood and cruelty on the battlefield. The heavy rain started from the beginning of the battle and continued for ten days, but it still showed no signs of stopping.

It was midnight, and on the top of the city of Kurast Harbor, various tasks assigned by General Hodge had been completed with the efforts of a group of legion soldiers.

A buffer zone composed of summons once again appeared outside the city wall, and at the same time, the corpses of demon clones that had died before disappearing became good materials for assassins to make guards of the dead.

Some barbarian warriors also came out to join in the fun. They gathered the corpses of the monsters that had not disappeared, injected them with the power of the barbarians' ancient beliefs, and created some very terrifying totems.

These totems are indeed very scary even from a human perspective, not to mention that they are actually aimed at those hell monsters.

This skill of making terrifying totems belongs to the level 24 skill of the shouting system in the barbarian skill tree, and its name is "Cruel Deterrence".

The horror totem created by this skill can cause those monsters whose level is similar to that of the barbarian who created the totem to have panic, hesitation, fear, confusion and other negative emotions that should not be caused by monster clones and projections when seeing the totem, and even some

Especially weak monsters will turn around and run away.

However, this kind of horror totem is also very fragile. Just destroy it remotely from outside their range of influence and you will not be affected by it.

Barbarians don't usually use this skill very much, because they prefer to hack enemies to death rather than frighten them...

The few horror totems on the battlefield were made by those guys who were sent to the battlefield by their respective commanders to collect loot and use the skills of finding potions and finding items to search for the remaining value of monster corpses.

In this high-intensity and long-lasting city defense battle, the weapons and equipment of many professionals were damaged, and some soldiers were even using their third set of spare equipment.

So taking this opportunity to clean up the battlefield and find some more advantageous guys for those comrades who have started to use whiteboard weapons has become the biggest task of this group of barbarians.

Of course, you can grab potions, gold coins, gems, etc. whenever you can. These will be important trophies when the battle is over and rewards will be given based on merit.

Although most of the professional warriors who can join the legion hold lofty beliefs, no one will refuse formal material rewards.

"Hey! Jeff, look what I found? A complete purple gemstone!"

A barbarian kicked away the corpse of a gold-level sheep-headed demon, and a dazzling purple light flashed from under the corpse, almost blinding the guy's titanium alloy dog ​​eyes.

"Oh! What a great harvest. I wonder if that lucky guy will get it in the end." Another barbarian raised his head and took a look, then laughed heartily, then lowered his head and continued to rummage through the pile of corpses.

"Hey! My inventory is almost full of arrow pots. Those Amazon aunts are really accurate at shooting arrows, but the arrows are also very expensive..."

Another barbarian grumbled as he pulled out an arrow pot from under a burnt stump, counted the number of arrows in the pot, and then stuffed the entire pot of arrows into the inventory.

inside.

"The bow-type Amazons are fine, they only need arrows. The spear-type Amazons have now been reduced to close combat. The few javelins left in their hands make them afraid to throw them casually. After all, the javelins are of high quality.

It’s not as easy to find as arrows.”

Jeff shook his head, and while casually responding to his comrades' words, he groped blindly among the rotten meat and corpses on the ground with his hands as big as cattail fans with a nonchalant expression.

They had long been accustomed to this situation. In his opinion, the corpses with the pungent stench and bloody smell in front of him were no different from ordinary mud.

At worst, you can go back and wash your hands after touching it, and then you can still grab the meatloaf with your bare hands and stuff it into your mouth.

Suddenly, Jeff frowned, stopped moving his hands, and froze on the spot.

It wasn't that he touched something good, but that his palms, which passed through the pile of corpses and inadvertently touched the ground, seemed to feel a slight tremor on the ground.

"Stop!" Jeff shouted, and the dozens of barbarian comrades around him immediately stopped moving forward to search for loot.

"What's the matter, Jeff?" A bald barbarian with war tattoos on his forehead and cheeks asked with a frown.

"Wait..." Jeff squinted and put his hand through the pile of corpses to the ground again, and the trembling of the ground was once again transmitted into his palm.

And the trembling was getting more and more intense, as if something was rushing towards them from the distant rain forest.

Jeff was stunned at first, and then reacted in just half a second. His face changed drastically, and he raised his head to look at the dark rainforest in the rain curtain not far away, and then opened his mouth and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Enemy attack!!! Everyone! Retreat to the city!!"

Just when he was halfway through shouting, the insect mothers on the top of the city also opened the jet chambers above their heads and let out a sharp hissing sound.

"The enemy is attacking at night! Get ready for battle!" All professional commanders quickly appeared on the top of the city, and the professional soldiers also lined up for battle on the top of the city in accordance with the previously planned tactics.

"Run!" Jeff roared loudly, turned around and led his comrades in running towards the city wall.

Behind them, the vanguard of the demon army—the sheep-headed demon army—had rushed out of the rainforest on all sides.

"Covering fire, angle 7, 6, 5, freezing arrows, three rounds of slow retreat, release!"

Boom!

With a neat sound of strings, a cloud of cold stars broke through the rain curtain over the battlefield, drawing a beautiful arc and hitting the front of the charging sheep-headed demon army.

Immediately afterwards, the second freezing arrow rain and the third freezing arrow rain shrank back to block the entire battlefield, and at the same time blocked the way for the sheep-headed demons to pursue Jeff and other barbarian warriors.

Under the calm cover of the Amazon warriors, Jeff's barbarian search team successfully used jumping skills to return to the city. Then they immediately piled the various trophies in the inventory aside like garbage and reloaded them.

Armed with potions and water bags filled with water from the holy well, they rushed to the front line of the city with weapons in hand.

The battle for the Kurast Seaport on the tenth day began at this midnight turn. This time, Fox Wolf invested all his troops in one fell swoop, and soon led a group of legendary evil contracters in person.

On the battlefield, there is a strong momentum of going all out and winning.

The initiative of the Legendary Evil Contractor naturally attracted resistance from the legendary strongmen in the harbor. At the same time, the Thunder Beasts of the swarm and the Second Fleet were also liberated due to the initiative of the Legendary Evil Contractor.

This seems to be another copy of the siege battle on the second day, but Fox Wolf is an excellent demon army commander who is well-known on the front lines of the entire second world.

Will he really repeat the meaningless war of attrition?


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