On the southern defense line of Muxi City, the gaps in the dilapidated city wall were filled with temporarily found sandbags and debris.
Group after group of Crusaders half-knelt in the square behind the city wall, praying towards the totem engraved with the black dragon statue erected in the center of the square, making their last prayers before the battle.
The shaman held a scepter made of alder wood in one hand, touched the head of each crusader one by one with his other hand, and prayed in a low voice: "May the Dragon God protect your soul."
Crusader Commander Ackerman carried a bow and arrow on his back and climbed up to the flagpole of the highest tower. Facing the corpses in the distance that looked like a black sea, his pupils turned red under the blood-red sky.
As the prayers ended, the Crusaders stood up one after another.
Ackerman lowered his head and looked at the crusaders lined up neatly in the square.
Still with a smile on his lips, Ackerman took off the bow and arrow from his back, raised it above his head and shouted loudly: "Dragon God, for my king!"
Everyone raised their heads and looked at the figure at the top of the tower, and deafening shouts resounded throughout the sky.
"Dragon God, please do it for my king!"
Ackerman rolled over and jumped off the tower, landing on the ground with one knee touching the ground.
The Snake Sisters walked behind him without saying too many words, only with firm eyes.
Ackerman looked at the two women and said softly: "It's time."
Snake girl Parli smiled and said: "We will follow you."
Snake girl Parni nodded vigorously: "Forever."
Ackerman held the two girls in his arms, kissed them, and said, "May the Dragon God protect us."
"The enemy enters the shelling circle!"
As soon as the voice of the Crusader's herald fell, the thundering war beast behind the square roared and used a parasite coil gun to fire the first batch of spore shells in the direction of the battlefield.
Dozens of spore shells drew fiery trajectories in the sky, illuminating the darkness in the sky and the undead on the ground.
Accompanied by huge explosions, violent bombings over and over again overturned the entire land, leaving a "scar" with flames and charred black in the middle of the distant sea of corpses.
"Second round of shelling, all personnel enter anti-impact cover!"
The Thunder War Beast once again shelled the group of corpses. This time the shells landed closer to the defense line, so the impact was stronger.
Leaning behind the city wall, Ackerman lowered his head. After the violent explosion, a strong wind pressure instantly passed through the defense line. For a while, dust spread everywhere and debris flew all over the sky.
A few seconds later, waiting for the impact to subside, Ackerman poked his head out to see that the undead corpses had rushed less than two kilometers away from the defense line.
A long trumpet sounded from the tower, and the herald's voice sounded again: "The enemy enters the shooting circle!"
Ackerman stood up and shouted loudly to the Crusaders beside him: "Everyone enter the shooting position and shoot horizontally to cover! Scouts go up to the tower to search for the alien undead! Snipers are in place, support at any time!"
After giving these orders, Ackerman stood up, drew his bow and nocked an arrow, narrowed his eyes slightly, and flames suddenly appeared on the arrow.
There was a sound of the bow string exploding, and the arrow, carrying a purple flame, shot straight into the undead wolf running at the front like a bullet.
The flames burst out in an instant, burning the undead wolf into ashes.
Under the cover of the orcs, the elves gathered supernatural powers in their hands. Fireballs, ice guns, and thunder and lightning were like heavy rain, and they smashed into the army of corpses.
A Crusader scout who climbed up the tower used his eagle eyes and clairvoyance ability to observe the entire battlefield. After discovering a strange undead spirit, he quickly shouted: "Direction 10.5, distance 1200 meters, weakened alien undead spirit!"
The Crusader sniper holding a small Tesla coil gun was half-kneeling on the platform above the tower, using his field of view to zoom in and lock on the alien undead.
When the trigger is pulled, a solid bullet made of steel, driven by huge electrical energy, shoots out of the gun barrel at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
The alien undead hidden among the corpses was shot in the head, and the whole head exploded like a watermelon.
The covering shot lasted about a minute.
Soon, the second horn sounded, and the herald's voice sounded again: "The enemy has entered the bombing circle!"
Ackermann, who had lost count of how many arrows he had fired, heard the herald's voice and immediately shouted: "Bombardiers up! Heavy infantry in position! Shooters stand back and get into support positions!"
Groups of dwarves holding incendiary bottles and gunpowder bombs, as well as ratmen carrying ammunition boxes, ran out of the Crusader array.
They clung to the city wall, pinpointed the position of the corpses a hundred meters away, and threw the bombs in their hands with all their strength.
Molotov cocktails and fire bombs like raindrops fell in front of the position outside the city wall, instantly wiping out most of the approaching corpse forwards.
The ratmen opened the ammunition boxes and handed one bomb after another to the dwarves responsible for dropping the bombs.
Under the continuous bombardment, the charge of the undead army was contained a hundred meters away from the position.
The dead souls that were burned to death and exploded piled up, forming small "mounds" one after another.
Ackerman kept shooting arrows at the enemy while calculating the consumption of ammunition.
After a moment, Ackerman took out a specially marked arrow from his quiver and shot it into the sky.
The arrow rubbed against the air and instantly turned into a bright firework that could be clearly seen even from several kilometers away.
At this moment, the third trumpet sounded from the tower of the city wall, and the thunderous war drums also sounded.
Amidst the passionate sound of war drums, Ackerman stood up, climbed to the lookout on the city wall, and shouted loudly to the Crusaders behind him: "Heavy infantry come forward! Prepare to engage in battle!"
The heavily armed orcs and tauren lifted the tower shield, walked up to the city wall with heavy steps, and stuck the hook at the bottom of the shield into the hole in the wall.
Ackerman half-knelt behind the tower shield, looking through the observation holes between the shields at the undead army approaching under the city wall, took a deep breath, and shouted: "Dragon God! For me
king!"
"Dragon God! For my king!"
In the shouts that resounded throughout the battle line, the undead finally rushed to the city wall and started a close combat with the Crusaders.
Looking down from the sky, the "black sea" composed of undead souls set off a raging tsunami, which hit the white city wall and embankment and was blocked outside.
An undead bear whose whole body was charred and completely covered with skin hit the tower shield, causing the shield to make a creaking sound.
Ackerman picked up the spear beside him and stabbed the undead bear in the abdomen.
Unexpectedly, the undead bear ignored the damage caused by the spear and instead slapped the spear body in half.
At this moment, a long sword pierced the undead bear's mouth directly and penetrated from the back of its head.
Ackerman looked back, and Randall, who was wearing dragon bone armor, retracted his sword and nodded towards him.
Carroll, who was carrying a giant ax, chopped off the head of an undead that climbed up the tower shield, and shouted to Ackerman: "Be careful of that guy with thorns all over his body!"
Ackerman asked in confusion: "The guy with the thorns?"
Aldenan, holding a crossbow, squatted beside Ackerman, pointed at a blue-grey figure on the battlefield and said, "Did you see that thing?"
Ackerman looked closely and saw that it was a monster with a human head but beast limbs.
It has no hair on its body, but has dense white spikes. It looks like an agile hedgehog.
I saw the undead crawling to the front of the shield wall, squatting down and straightening its back. A bone spur shot through the tower shield like a cannonball and inserted into the shoulder of the orc behind the shield.
Ackerman was startled, quickly drew his bow and arrow, and shot an arrow at the bone-spurred undead.
He didn't expect the other party to move so quickly and actually jump into the air, barely dodging the arrow.
With a gentle breath, Ackerman opened his bow again, aimed at the bone-spurred undead, and shot three consecutive arrows.
The Bone Spiked Necromancer dodged the first arrow, but being unable to dodge in mid-air, it was directly pinned to the ground by the next two arrows.
Aldenan clapped his hands: "What a great arrow!"
Ackerman looked at the bone-spurred undead lying motionless on the ground, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and began to focus all his attention on hunting these high-level undead.
This close defensive battle lasted for forty minutes.
When the last undead fell in front of the shield wall, Ackerman looked at the empty quivers everywhere at his feet, and sat down on the ground tiredly, as if he was exhausted and covered in sweat.
Carroll looked at his shapeless battle ax with a curled blade, wiped the blood from his face, and took a long breath.
Aldenan climbed to the top of the tower and looked at the undead remains scattered in every corner of the battlefield. While stroking the knotted hair on his chin, he said to himself: "Forty thousand were wiped out? No, there were at least half a million.
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Randall was sitting on the ground, leaning against the city wall, wiping the blood stains on his sword, and suddenly heard the faint sound of explosions still coming from the east.
Is the war on the Eastern Front not over yet?
With such worries, Randall was about to stand up when he suddenly heard the sound of the horn sounding again on the tower.
What's going on?!
Randall and Ackerman looked at each other.
Aldenan, who was standing at the top of the tower and taking inventory of the battlefield, was suddenly frightened by the scene in the distance and fell down.
I heard him shout loudly: "They're here again! They're everywhere!"
Ackerman quickly turned over and climbed up the tower, looking into the distance and widening his eyes.
On the extremely distant southern plains, more undead are marching in the direction of Muxi City.
There were so many of them that they were overwhelming and endless as far as the eye could see, and their scale was far several times that of the previous attack.