The densely packed undead completely surrounded this black-armored army team. The strange light flashing in the eyes of the charging skeletons, and the pieces of rotten flesh on the zombies that seemed to have fallen off but were still stuck, all impacted their nerves.
"Kill!" the big man roared, the tangled muscles of his arms flexed, and the broad sword in his hand drew a cold light, cutting the two zombies at the front into two pieces.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The remaining nine black-armored soldiers roared one after another, hacking down the undead that were rushing towards them one after another.
The bone marrow when the skeleton fell apart, and the rotten flesh and corpse fluid from the zombies were splashed all over the heads and faces of the ten black-armored soldiers during the killing.
Even though the black-armored soldiers were fully armed, their faces and hands were exposed. These highly poisonous and disgusting things not only corroded their armors, but their exposed flesh also melted in an instant, leaving their flesh torn open.
However, none of the black-armored soldiers screamed in pain, and all they received in return were more brutal slashes.
However, people are not machines after all. Over time, they will become tired, and fatigue will lead to oversights.
At this time, one of the black-armored soldiers was a little slower in drawing out his sword, and his arm was grabbed by the zombie in front of him and pulled hard.
The soldier screamed, and his arms were torn off from his body. However, he did not collapse. Instead, he stepped forward and kicked the zombie's head to pieces, and then stabbed a skeleton's bone spear into his chest.
The remaining hand was inserted directly into the skull's pupil.
The red light in the skull's pupils dissipated, and the soldier was torn into pieces by the swarming undead.
"Xiao Fei!" the other nine black-armored soldiers cried out in unison.
"Everyone has it. Stop where you are and fight these stupid undead." As the captain, the big man roared. He knew that Xiao Fei could have retreated into the protective circle, but he chose to fight hard because he knew that he would lose
His fighting ability will drag down the entire team. Now he knows better that they may not be able to return when surrounded by the undead, nor can they wait for reinforcements that are still fifty miles away.
"Die!" Tietou slashed at the neck of a zombie, but the zombie's neck was as hard as steel, and the blade only penetrated halfway before being stuck inside.
The zombie's forehead was a touch of green, and it was clearly an intermediate undead. It let out several roars from its throat, and a pair of iron claws pierced the iron head's heart like lightning.
Tietou's pupils shrank, he couldn't retreat. Once he retreated, his formation would be in chaos, and the entire team would be wiped out in an instant.
At this moment, a soldier next to Tietou stepped forward and stopped in front of him. The moment the zombie's sharp claws scratched his heart, he punched the back of the knife stuck on the zombie's neck.
The zombie's head rolled down, but the black-armored soldier stood upright and leaned against the zombie's headless body, as if they were hugging each other.
"Barbarian, ah..." Tietou went completely berserk, ignoring a skeleton's bone knife and smashing its hard head directly into pieces.
With a "clang" sound, Iron Head's helmet was cut in half, but the skeleton's bone knife only left a shallow mark on his bare scalp.
Ironhead looks crazy, he only knows how to kill and ignores the attacks of the undead.
"Tietou, please wake up." The big man pulled Tietou back from the attacks of several undead, but there were a few more wounds on his body.
"Captain, I want revenge, I want to kill these stupid undead souls." Tietou roared.
"Shut up, our black-armored army has to maintain its formation even if we fight to the last two people. It's only worth killing more undead. If you die like this, you can avenge yourself and fill up the vacant positions for me."
The big man shouted loudly.
Tietou came to his senses and stopped talking. His eyes were filled with anger and he silently waved the knife in his hand.
It has only been a month since Tietou joined the Black Armored Army, and it has only been ten days since he followed this battalion to the Undead Mountains to replace another battalion.
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He always thought that the reason why the Black Armored Army stood at the top of the legion was because of its strong individual soldier strength, but only now did he realize how wrong he was. The Black Armored Army's world-famous reputation was not only based on the strength of its individual soldiers, but also more
What's important is team spirit, the awareness that you can die for your teammates who fight side by side.
The teammate named Manzi just now didn't usually deal with him, but just now he resolutely stood in front of him and died for him.
Half of the ten black-armored soldiers have been killed in the battle, and only five black-armored soldiers are left like tiny rocks in the tide. Even if they know they will be shattered by the impact, they will never retreat.
The remaining five black-armored soldiers were all injured, and corpse poison had permeated their entire bodies. Even if they were not dismembered by the undead, they would still be poisoned and die.
"Flame Slash!" The big man as the captain roared, and a flame burst out from the big knife in his hand, cutting the five undead in front of him in half. But he seemed to be unable to recover, and actually stood frozen on the spot, and several more undead were slashed immediately.
towards him.
"Captain!" Tietou rushed over and stood in front of the captain. He was finally going to die gloriously for his teammates.
At this moment, a golden light flashed past, and the more than ten undead corpses in front of Tietou separated.
I saw a young man wearing a women's robe appearing like a ghost, wielding a black sword in his hand and waving layers of golden fighting spirit, suddenly opening a gap in the undead group.
"What are you doing standing still? Run away." Qi Bei shouted loudly.
The five surviving black-armored soldiers woke up from a dream and helped each other rush out of the undead encirclement, while Qi Bei was left behind.
The five black-armored soldiers stumbled and ran for two or three miles before they stopped and began to take out the antidote they had prepared earlier. As long as they could temporarily suppress the corpse poison, they would be able to survive when they returned to the camp.
"Captain, who is that master?" a soldier asked the big man who was bowing his head in thought.
"I don't know if I'm dazzled, but I think he looks a lot like the commander's brother, Qi Bei Nord." The big man said. As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his head, feeling unrealistic.
"It's impossible. The commander's brother has no power to restrain a chicken. How could he be so powerful?" Tietou said.
"Then it's because I'm dazzled." The big man said no more.
"It's pity for our five brothers. Now the bodies can't be found..." Tietou said in a low voice, his eyes sparkling with tears.
The rest of the people were silent for a long time, and then the big man said: "Ever since we joined the army, we have all had the consciousness of dying in battle. Wrapping ourselves in horse leather is our glory."
"Captain, the master who saved us is here."
The big man looked over and saw Qi Bei running over at an extremely fast speed carrying a large bundle of things on a bark rope.
When they got closer, they discovered that Qi Bei was dragging five pairs of armors and the broken limbs of soldiers who died in battle.
"This is all I can find. They are all good men. I admire them. This is all I can do." Qi Bei sighed and put these things down gently.
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