The fight begins.
Monsters that looked like mechanical flesh and blood started fighting with the soldiers.
Its ammunition appears to have been exhausted.
Now you can only rely on your sharp claws to cut the soldiers.
As the ascetics turned around and joined the battle, the bloody corpses that had been harvesting the lives of the soldiers instantly fell into a bitter battle.
Most of the attacks were resisted by the ascetics.
The ascetic, who was floating in the air with his bare hands, was like an emotionless machine, letting the opponent tear him apart again and again.
The small and skinny fist was like a hammer, hitting the bloody corpse's head one after another.
It's not very harmful, it's very insulting.
While watching the battle, Zhang Tie stared blankly at the ascetic's fighting style.
"Captain Lin, is this how this bald man fights?"
"I feel that the ascetic's attack is not as effective as the soldier's."
"This damn thing is just a human sandbag!"
The bloody corpses surrounded in the military formation silently swung their claws again and again, but were blocked by the ascetics with their flesh and blood bodies.
The soldiers were obviously familiar with how to fight monsters. Everyone roared and slashed their weapons into the muscle tissue of the bloody corpse.
The cavalry lined up in a row and charged the monster tirelessly.
It's just that the damage capability is really limited.
The tight muscle tissue of the blood corpse will keep squirming, clamping the soldier's weapons into the muscles.
The moment the weapon is jammed, it can take action to kill the soldier.
No matter how hard the skinny ascetic blocks the monster's attacks, there will always be one or two moments when he must be in the physical regeneration stage.
It was this short gap that allowed the blood corpse to free up its hands and cause huge casualties to the army.
In perception, the corpses of the soldiers killed by the blood corpses were obviously abnormal.
One after another, the fallen corpses got up and turned into zombies.
Combined with the "soldier zombies" who turned against the army, this army was obviously at a disadvantage.
to be honest.
Lin An didn't quite understand Human Fang's actions.
Especially this ascetic.
In addition to Xiaoqiang who seems to be unkillable, he has the ability to float.
The real combat effectiveness is not as good as that of elite soldiers.
Is this the ascetic?
Or is this guy too weak?
Somewhat eccentric.
He clearly remembered that he felt threatened by the strange auras of many perceived ascetics.
The blood corpse is suspected to be a player, or simply a mechanical creation.
The army was obviously unable to fight against the bloody corpses, but they refused to retreat.
Even the nearest war fortress showed no signs of sending troops.
There were clearly a large number of troops and ascetics there.
Nothing happened in the fortress, but no one came out to support.
If it drags on any longer, the blood corpses will infect all the soldiers into zombies.
No one in this army could survive except the ascetics.
Everything seemed so weird.
Although the ascetic in front of him was relatively weak, he did not dare to act rashly.
The right hand that was originally holding Cain's Blade stopped, and Lin An didn't know how to take action for a moment.
To be cautious, Lin An simply observed his surroundings vigilantly.
...
As the battle continued, the soldiers who were gradually resurrected and turned into zombies began to bite their former companions crazily.
Mass attrition begins.
The cavalry officer holding a spear pulled out a machete from his waist with a crazy look on his face and slashed at the zombie soldier who wanted to pull his horse off.
His teeth bit into the armor and broke.
Only then did Xiong Hanzi understand the function of armor.
"It belongs to his grandmother. Is this armor to prevent zombie attacks?"
"I said these people are fighting against blood corpses. Why are they wearing this kind of armor? They are not flexible at all."
A sudden realization.
Seeing the cavalry fighting zombies in front of him, Xiong Hanzi couldn't help but marvel.
The few cavalrymen who were not involved in the melee were now preparing to charge in an attempt to rescue the officers.
Amidst the shouts of charging to kill, the cavalryman holding a gun in his right hand lowered his body and rushed straight into the group of corpses with the head of his gun.
The spear tip penetrated the armor, pierced the neck, and bent.
Like skewers of candied haws.
The long lance pierced the zombie soldier's chest and was nailed to the ground.
But the effect is not very good.
The soldiers who transformed into zombies also wore armor.
As long as they are not stabbed through the head, they will not lose their combat effectiveness.
After throwing away their lances, these cavalrymen took out their scimitars from their waists like officers, and relied on the mobility of their horses to charge back and forth.
From time to time, a knight would be swarmed by zombies, and a pair of zombie hands would pull the knight off his horse.
Through the gaps in the armor or the gaps in the helmet.
He bit off the corpse's mouth and thrust his hands into the knight's eyes in a frantic manner.
The rate of attrition increases exponentially.
If this army does not escape within four minutes at most, the entire army will be annihilated.
Standing in mid-air, Lin An quickly gave his judgment.
Compared to the army, the blood corpses are very strong.
Regardless of the modified technological weapons they carry, the individual strength of the mutant is no less than the peak of the first order.
Especially in the "war of attrition", every blood corpse is equivalent to the mother body.
As long as soldiers can be infected, they will eventually turn into a zombie army.
While Lin An was vigilantly distracted and monitoring the fortress, the ascetic who had remained silent and silently resisted the attack of the blood corpse suddenly spoke:
"Foreign ascetics, please help us deal with the bloody corpses."
"This is your duty."
The voice was calm and devoid of any emotion.
After saying that, the ascetic floating in the air still maintained his original posture, not caring that he had repaired his body hundreds of times.
Um?
Lin An listened to the ascetic's order with a tone that left no room for doubt. For a moment, he didn't know what the ascetic meant.
It didn't surprise him that he thought of himself as an ascetic.
It seems that the camouflage effect of the mechanical compass is not a big problem in deceiving "low" ascetics.
But, what does obligation mean?
Are you so sure I will take action?
After hearing the ascetic's words, the cavalry officer who was caught in a bitter battle became confused and looked behind him hurriedly.
After seeing Lin An floating in the air and Zhang Tie standing there, strong joy burst out on his face.
But the joy was not a surprise, but something that had been expected.
"This Lord Ascetic! The time has come, it's time to kill the bloody corpse!"
After that, he called to the soldier and started running towards Lin An.
"Captain Lin, what do you mean!?"
"What time has it come!?"
"Are these people sure we will take action?"
Lin An couldn't help but be stunned after hearing the two strange words spoken by this group of people.
Let’s not talk about why we are sure that we will take action.
Perhaps it is a rule among the ascetics that they must fight against the blood corpse.
But why does the other party think that he can kill the blood corpse?
Judging from the performance of the ascetics among them, not every ascetic is very strong, right?
Normally, shouldn't it mean that you should hold the blood corpse back and wait for the fortress' support?
But the performance of this group of people...
It was as if he had foreseen that Lin An would definitely take action and be able to kill the bloody corpse.
In the midst of doubts, two system prompts suddenly came.
"Hey, the system mission is triggered: the epic mission [Starting Battle]!"
"Hey, the savior system mission is triggered: the legendary mission [End Battle]!"
