The demon army retreated, covering dozens of kilometers in less than half an hour.
The two-winged witches still serve as a reconnaissance team, flapping their bat wings and dutifully patrolling the route of the troops.
After a while, they flapped their wings and flew back.
"The great arrogant king! Another enemy army appears in front, all of them are human soldiers!"
"How many people?" asked the Arrogant King.
"About two thousand."
After hearing the report, the bone-spiked lizard lord said with a gloomy face: "We are surrounded."
Another demon lord said angrily: "A mere two thousand humans want to stop our eight thousand demon army?"
"That's right!"
"Crush them to pieces!"
Roars one after another echoed in the demon army.
However, three of the demon lords remained silent. Among them was the bone-spurred lizard lord.
The three lords were fortunate enough to have seen the fighting style of the undead legion. They were obviously weak undead, but they were united by invisible hands. The combined power was heart-stopping.
The Arrogant King also knew this, so after hearing that there were more than 10,000 skeleton soldiers, she ordered the retreat without hesitation.
"After all, there are only two thousand humans in front of us. Defeat them before the undead army enters the battlefield!"
The Arrogant King immediately issued an order. All the demonic armies accelerated their advance and soon saw the human army in front.
Two thousand human soldiers showed no fear when facing an army of demons four times their size.
Their formation was extremely tight, forming two square formations, like a solid barrier.
An ebony shield was set up, and a hardwood gun was set up in the depression on the upper edge of the shield.
Of course, both the hardwood gun and the ebony shield are made of the unique ebony wood of the Dark Age plane, which is both light and durable, strong and sharp. Ebony wood is also a specialty resource of this plane.
Roars, screams, roars...
Sounds rang out over the eight thousand demon army. Flying demons, demons running on all fours, and demons advancing on two feet all charged towards the militia square in almost no particular order.
The militia phalanx was like two solid dams, facing the impact of the wave of demonic troops.
Solid as a rock!
The solid wall formation brings together the spiritual power of a thousand soldiers in each square formation, forming the most solid and reliable wall of spiritual power. Even a king-level powerhouse cannot break through it, because the soldiers in the formation have
More than half are elite individuals.
The demon army can clearly see the faces of the militiamen behind the shield, but no matter how hard they try, they cannot break through the defense of the spiritual wall. In front of this invisible wall, the demons in front cannot rush in, and the demons behind can even overlap.
He stepped on the former's body and continued to attack.
Among the chaotic shouts of death, a voice rang out clearly.
"prick."
The militiamen in the two square formations immediately came out with their guns in hand.
The solid reef suddenly turned into a hedgehog.
The hardwood gun poked bloody holes in each demon's body, and then was withdrawn.
The militiamen in the second column stabbed again, then the third column, and the fourth column, changing teams in an orderly manner and moving forward.
Although the demon soldiers were individually strong, they still fell down one after another in front of this assassination lineup that was as sophisticated as a spinning wheel, and their health points were cleared after rounds of spear stabs.
"A bunch of trash! Get out of the way!"
There was a tall demon lord who rushed forward impatiently, even trampling on the bodies of weak monsters and turning them into mud.
The demon lord-level attack still couldn't shake the solid wall formation, but only caused a slight ripple in the spiritual wall.
Of course, the militiamen's repeated stabs could not hurt the demon lord. The latter's body-protecting evil energy was so strong that it was automatically replenished every time it was lost. If you want to rely on the militiamen's stabs, you can wear these demons to death.
Lord, it will definitely take a long time.
The clear voice sounded again.
"Spiritual power embodied."
All the militiamen put away their spears at the same time, and released dark spiritual power above their heads.
Countless strands of dark spiritual power seemed to be pulled by invisible hands, forming two dark giants in the sky above the militia square.
Each pitch-black giant is made up of the spiritual power of a thousand soldiers.
This is a bit stronger than the spiritual power gathered by the skeleton soldiers phalanx that day, because the strength of the militia group is better than that of the skeleton soldiers.
"not good!"
The demon lord who rushed at the front was struck by a dazzling black lightning before he could even utter a exclamation, and his head shot into the sky.
The spiritual power on the left is a concrete representation. He holds a long and narrow knife in his hand. With just one slash, he killed a demon lord.
The representation of spiritual power on the right condensed the violent dark spiritual power into a giant stick, which he swung to sweep across the demonic troops in front of the formation, causing green blood to flow and death and injuries to be scattered everywhere.
In the militia square formation, Herbart was a little excited. These two spiritual giants also had his share of power.
"Lord Christos, this 'way of control' you mentioned is so powerful!"
Bai Xiaowen, who was next to Herbart, smiled slightly when he heard this: "The way to rule can only be launched with a suitable army. It will be embarrassing if it loses the support of the army."
Compared with the previous time, Bai Xiaowen, who only controlled two spiritual giants, became more comfortable, and the loss of spiritual power was not as high as when he controlled ten giants.
Of course, the so-called "effortless" is only a relative term. Executing spiritual power concretely still consumes a lot of money, so Bai Xiaowen did not use spiritual power concretely at the beginning, but waited until the demon lord came into battle before activating it.
Even though there were heavy casualties, the demons' offensive was still fierce.
Bai Xiaowen can absorb demon souls, permanently destroy demons, and cut off their chance of resurrection.
The problem is, the demons don't know this, so they are not afraid of death.
Sometimes, it is not known that the Death's Face absorbs demon souls, which is also a negative effect and cannot demoralize the enemy.
However, Bai Xiaowen didn't think there was any trouble. He was fully prepared to annihilate this demon army in this battle. The enemy didn't want to escape, so it was convenient for him to annihilate them all, as long as his spiritual power could keep up.
"Lord Christos, the reinforcements of the undead army have arrived. We must not let go of the Arrogant King!" Herbart shouted excitedly.
Bai Xiaowen glanced at the arrogant king in the center of the demon army, shook his head slightly, and sighed. He did not tell the truth to avoid damaging the morale of the militiamen.
One by one, the demon lords led their troops to charge. Under the charge regardless of the cost, the spiritual walls of the two fortified walls were constantly shaking.
Bai Xiaowen's spiritual power and spiritual consciousness were connected to the newly arrived Skeleton Corps phalanx.