Lord: Exiled by Stepmother, I'll Rule the World Anyway

A rain of arrows fell, and the dense formation of rotten corpses instantly exploded into a large cloud of blood mist. Countless unlucky people were trampled to death after being tripped by the corpses of their companions.

The Night Leaders all have strong bows and heavy arrows, not weak hunting bows.

Before the zombie wave reached the defense line, they were hit by three consecutive waves of intensive arrow rain.

"Ho~"

The carrion braved the continuous long-range firepower and quickly approached the temporary defense line.

"Cavalry, attack!"

"Impact!" A hoarse and fanatical roar erupted from behind the rotting corpse, followed by the roar of horse hooves. The demihuman cavalry and the newly formed cavalry clearly did not even have fifty people, but their momentum could overwhelm thousands. Rotting corpse.

The distance of tens of meters passed in an instant, and the galloping war horses slammed into the back of the group of corpses. The corpses didn't even turn their heads, and their backs made a heart-breaking crunching sound.

A large number of rotting corpses were knocked down or poked over with spears. What greeted them were only heavy horse hooves.

The carrion reacted and wanted to counterattack, but the cavalry turned their horses and retreated early, reorganizing themselves in preparation for the next back charge.

In the previous counter-insurgency campaign, the governor asked the cavalry to attack the infantry phalanx head-on. This was incredible, but Field would not make such a mistake.

"The annoying cavalry is just a corrupt creature, not a bug that can be manipulated at will." After seeing everything clearly through the magic ball, the woman said coldly, "Corruption dogs drive away human cavalry."

The carrion corpses paved a path of blood. Silver Claw, holding a long sword, led the cavalry behind the carrion for the third time. He opened and closed the long sword in his hand, and instantly killed the two tall carrion corpses.

The surrounding rotting corpses immediately attacked from all directions.

"What a fast reaction speed." A trace of doubt flashed in Silver Claw's eyes, "It's like they have eyes behind their backs."

However, this kind of siege did not scare him away at all. He clamped his silver claws on the horse's belly, drew out the iron gun at his side, glanced at it quickly, and quickly shot out the gun in different directions. After cleanly assassinating several rotting corpses, he broke through and out.

"Woof woof!"

Before he could take a breath, a small group of black and gray corrupted dogs, oozing disgusting noises, appeared out of nowhere and chased behind the knights. Once the horses stopped, the corrupted dogs would jump up and bite. Helpless, the cavalry had to deal with the dogs first.

Without the cavalry to restrain them, the main force of the carrion quickly rushed to the trench and charged towards them howling.

"Hold your spear and don't retreat without authorization." Field came down from the city wall, mounted his horse, and drove his horse from the gate to the side of the military formation. "I will fight with you!"

The soldiers who received the order raised their spears in unison, staring at the terrifying face magnified in front of them.

"Pffffffffffff~"

There was no need to make an assassination move at all. The rotten corpses lined up and bumped into each other, like little bugs on the road in summer, flying towards the face crazily. In an instant, strings of rotten corpses' version of candied haws were freshly baked.

More rotting corpses jumped into the dug trench. Although it was not deep, it could greatly hinder the progress of the rotting corpses.

The soldiers stood above and could easily poke the corpse's head.

"Buzz~"

The city defense ballistae fired again, and the archers also fired wantonly, and blood was everywhere.

A strong rotting corpse grabbed a spear and dragged a soldier down, followed by heart-rending screams.

"Haha, be afraid and run away."

Ofili, the God of Corruption, saw this scene and smiled confidently.

"They are doomed." The human mage on the side shook his head sadly, "Only knights and guards of humans have high morale. The omen militia are nothing more than cannon fodder that collapses at the first touch."

What followed, as he saw it, were the terrified soldiers, dropping their weapons and running away.

He had seen this kind of situation happen to his previous companions. Being attacked by multiple enemies was a huge test for his mentality.

However, they obviously underestimated the power of "college student military training."

The most basic modern military quality training, the soldiers trained are still frighteningly high in obedience. Even if they are holding a spear, their combat power is much stronger than that of soldiers with the same training period, not to mention that their diet is far better than that of civilians.

As soon as the soldier in the front died, the soldier in the rear immediately took a step forward firmly and stabbed the corpse that had crawled out of the pit over again.

The number of rotting corpses disappeared like snowflakes, but it was difficult to push forward. The human military formation exerted the power of one plus one greater than two. The spears covered each other, forming a high wall that was difficult to cross.

"Haha, that's it? You can't even touch the city wall." Field focused his fighting spirit on the heavy lance, and with the roar of the wind, he hit the group of carrion corpses hard, blowing out seven or eight heads in an instant. The corner of his mouth raised slightly, "I can't bear the spear alone. Change it to an iron rod...ah, no, if you change it to a musket, you can't go up to the sky?"

Although he said this, Field did not mean to despise the enemy at all.

"In ten minutes at most, we have to retreat behind the wall. Unfortunately, the wall is too short and too long. It is better to block it in layers."

Although it is good to defend the city wall, the wall of the large manor is too long. When the troops are divided, there will not be enough anywhere.

With a flash of golden light, Field drew out the iris sword with his left hand, a sword in one hand, and a spear in the other. Field relied on the second level of fighting spirit, crashed into the zombie tide and slaughtered madly. Before the fighting spirit was exhausted, he killed the rotting corpses, just like playing "Dynasty Warriors" 》.

Ofili could clearly see the fierce fighting situation through the magic ball, and her originally indifferent expression gradually solidified into confusion.

The mage said in confusion: "That shouldn't be the case. Soldiers of Omen shouldn't have such a strong will to fight."

"Interesting. No wonder he can survive in a corrupt world."

Ofili turned the magic ball again and looked at two other battlefields.

Ashina and the Corrupted Great Swordsman both relied on their terrain advantages to firmly block the attack of the zombie tide.

"Perhaps we should send a stronger combat force to attack." The mage said flatteringly, "As long as Master releases a buffing ability to the corpse group, everything will be fine."

"No, I am at the same level as the enemy's Chosen One. Every piece of information and divine power must be just right." Ofili directly rejected the mage's proposal. Just as she was speaking, she glanced out of the corner of her eye, and her slender claws suddenly came from His fingertips popped out and he asked sharply, "Who is there?"

"Hello, powerful fellow, I was inspired by you last night, and I also want to capture human cities."

She turned on the microphone of the night leading all channels, and even the corrupt creatures heard it.

Violet walked out of the corrupted woods and put her hands behind her with an innocent look. Her youthful face looked pitiful and sincere, but her face was pale and the hideous wounds on her body were still crawling.

She stretched her neck to see Ofili hiding among a pile of corrupted creatures, but was blocked by a second-level corrupted creature.

"That's great. Your joining has greatly balanced the balance of power."