"Enem! Here comes!"

Just as Wei Tian finished speaking, everyone looked up in surprise and looked into the distance. Countless black crows undead took neat steps, and a sensation that was enough to break the earth appeared from the horizon bit by bit.

Until the moment before, everyone was confident that as long as everyone was united, they could persevere and defeat even if they faced ten times, hundreds times, or even more than a thousand times of enemies.

But at this moment, when the real army of undead came, everyone collapsed at the same time.

A army of 100,000 undead!

Hundreds of thousands, what is this concept?

If the distance between a dead soul and a dead soul is not more than 60 cm, then the range covered by 100,000 dead souls is a range of several kilometers.

If you cover this way, such a vast army, even though it is still far apart, it has put a heavy pressure on people's hearts.

It's too big, the gap is too big, with only a small army of less than 3,000 people. With the inferior defense at this town level, it's a huge army of 100,000 people to defend the undead. The gap between them is so big that it can be persisted by simply confrontation and combat, as well as defense.

Confidence collapsed in an instant, and fear came like a tide. Now, with the fierce defense of Hongtu Town, it is very difficult to last for the afternoon. It is obvious that it is very impossible to persevere for three to five days and wait until the rescue arrives.

The undead are getting closer and closer, and each undead is wearing gray armor. These armors look very fragile and even reveal a smell of rottenness. However, the undead is the incarnation of the dead, and their broken image does not produce any feeling of remnants in front of everyone.

On the contrary, when everyone sees the unique army of the undead, the first idea that comes to mind is...

This is an army, a real army, a real army that returns from hell.

No one can ignore this huge army. In front of the team, there is a 30,000 cannon fodder army, a inferior army composed of the lowest-level ghouls. Although the combat power of ghouls is not strong, no one can ignore their huge number. Although it is the lowest-level army of the undead, their number is the largest.

The ghouls were driven away by a team of about a thousand acolytes. These acolytes did not have much combat ability and were shrouded in a strong and broken black cloak. Their best ability was to command and manipulate the ghouls. Moreover, they also had very good magic power, which could be used as energy for other wizards to absorb when necessary.

After such a team, there are 10,000 skeleton warriors with good attack power, and their strength is about 9th level. However, the skeleton archers guarded by the 9th level skeleton warriors all have average combat power. With the extremely powerful bone bow and the number of 10,000, what a cruel thing it would be if they attacked at the same time!

Five thousand evil monks and one thousand meat grinding trucks appeared bloodily in front of everyone. The evil monks who were more than five meters high and the huge kitchen knife-like weapon in their hands were like butchers, and with the huge attack power of the meat grinding truck, this is a high-level army among the undead. They are called slaughtering tools, even regular human forces are unwilling to fight head-on. Only regular troops like the Blade Axe Legion can deal with these existences with seventh-level combat power.

Under the protection of the evil monk, there is a team of five thousand necromancers. These necromancers are not very powerful in attack, but their unique curse and bloodthirst technique can turn a powerful army into a soft egg, and a soft egg-like army into a powerful army. This is the undead wizard who is very troublesome. With the enemies they often face in charge, they will always become very terrifying.

At the end, there is the real main force of the 100,000 undead army, a huge army composed of tens of thousands of undead knights. It is also the only army wearing complete armor. The black armor and the eyes of the armor were constantly jumping, exuding an extremely charming aura.

This is a real combat force. If such an iron armored army appears, unless it is the orc Bemon legion and the First Flame Dragon Knights of humanity, who dares to say that everyone can resist such a huge army that cannot be described in words. The cold aura, even standing in the red sandstorm, did not shake. The fourth-level combat power of all the colors fundamentally completely shattered the last hope and fantasy of every human present. Because everyone has realized that as long as this army is dispatched, no one can resist this real hero under the trampling of the huge iron cavalry.

Also, there are the gargoyles flying all over the sky, densely packed, and it is impossible to clearly distinguish how many of these cunning, terrifying and cruel gargoyles are there.

Fear! Everyone is fearing!

This is no longer a scene where a small town can be defended with only three thousand troops. In front of such an army, almost everyone felt powerless. It was not that they were timid or that they were afraid. It was because there were too many enemies. The undead army that existed like the sea had already made everyone timid just by standing towards that.

The cold wind was crying, and the red red earth was like a bloody world at this moment. Everyone's nose was surrounded by a scent of blood. Three thousand pairs of eyes stared at the 100,000 undead troops. After only ten minutes, they completely collapsed in an instant.

Humans collapsed!

The collapse was as if the defense line had been destroyed, and everyone's face was extremely clear and filled with fear. Even Emma, ​​who had always wanted to be promoted and crazy, shattered all his confidence in a moment. She looked at the undead army like the sea water with extremely fearful eyes, and became deeply powerless and depressed and exhausted.

If you lose, you are afraid before the fight. This is no different from giving up directly without starting a fight.

The undead looked at the timid enemies in the distance as mockingly as they were. Even the most trashy ghoul grinned, not taking the fragile force of the Red Clay Town into consideration at all.

The sarcastic look made every human unable to feel any anger or reluctance. Even if he hated that look, no one dared to jump out and object under the influence of fear.

But are everyone really afraid of these undead? No, at least there is still one team, and they... are not afraid!

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Chapter completed!