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Chapter 274: One wave comes after another

Facing the incoming enemies, the soldiers of Xueyuan Pass wanted to drive them off the city wall just like they did during the day.

The steel jungle formed by long spears flashed coldly in the firelight, the spear tips trembled slightly and pointed at the enemy, the metal gun barrels shone coldly in the moonlight, and the heavy footsteps echoed on the bricks of the city.

After two days of bloody battles with the Northern Di, these soldiers have already become familiar with the battlefield.

Their armor still bore marks from the day, and some of the wounds were still aching. But no one flinched at this moment, and everyone tensed their muscles, maintaining the most standard fighting posture.

The perfect formation is like an impenetrable barrier.

But no one expected that this time, their tactics would fail.

The figures of the men in black were as agile as swimming fish, moving freely among the gun array.

They sneered contemptuously and moved through the gun array like ghosts.

Their footsteps were as light as if they were walking on cotton, and every movement brought about a slight sound of breaking through the air, like a group of demons dancing wildly.

The people who launched the sneak attack were not soldiers in the army, but powerful martial arts masters.

Their moves were strange and varied, and their bodies were erratic. A man in black changed his position three times in the air, dodging calmly and easily avoiding the stabbing spear.

Some of the men in black even stepped on the gun barrels to fly into the air, easily avoiding the attacks of several spears. The moonlight shone on his hideous mask, casting a strange shadow.

He did a beautiful somersault in the air and when he landed he had already cut into the center of the gun formation, his dagger drawing a deadly arc.

Without the advantage of distance, the spears could not exert their power at all. The soldiers were forced to huddle together, and the spears collided with each other, making a chaotic sound.

The soldiers were forced to retreat and their formation began to loosen.

Someone tried to draw his sword and fight in close combat, but was easily knocked to the ground by the opponent. Screams echoed on the city wall.

The attackers wantonly slaughtered the lives of the soldiers at Xueyuan Pass.

The sharp blade cut through the armor, bringing out a puff of warm blood.

Their swords are like the scythes of the god of death, taking away a life with every swing.

Seeing that the formation of the soldiers on the city wall was about to be broken, the Ice Wolf Riders rushed over and blocked these martial arts masters.

The Ice Wolf Riders cut into the battlefield like machines, and as they swung their swords, one could seem to see endless blood and gore.

However, even the elite Ice Wolf Riders were only good at fighting on the battlefield and had no good way to deal with these sneak attackers.

Their moves are bold and powerful, more suitable for fighting among thousands of troops rather than this kind of martial arts style fight.

After the initial panic, the men in black quickly adapted to the Ice Wolf Riders' tactics and began to use light skills to deal with them.

They leaped and pranced on the city walls like civet cats, and could change direction by simply tapping the battlements with their toes.

Some people even deliberately lured the Ice Wolf Riders to chase them, trying to bring them into close combat, which they were good at.

It’s a pity that these people used their cleverness in the wrong place.

The Ice Wolf Riders turned a blind eye to provocations and would not pursue the attackers as long as they did not attack.

Instead, they switched to defense so that the soldiers at Xueyuan Pass could regroup and organize their battle array.

The task Chu Shizhao gave to the Ice Wolf Cavalry was to cooperate with the soldiers of Xueyuan Pass to defend the city walls, not to kill the enemy.

The panic that had been created with great difficulty seemed to be calming down.

A trace of anxiety flashed in the eyes of the leader of the men in black, and he whistled sharply, the sound piercing the night sky.

Upon hearing the sound, the other men in black immediately changed their tactics. They stopped engaging with the Ice Wolf Riders and instead pounced on the regrouped defenders.

They all used their best tricks.

Some people pulled out poisoned hidden weapons from their arms, some bit their tongues and spat out blood mist, and some people suddenly grew in size, their muscles making their night clothes creak.

All kinds of strange martial arts bloomed on the city walls, like blooming flowers of death.

A guy wearing a green devil mask had two balls of green light appearing from his hands. The light was dark and strange, shining on his hideous mask, dyeing the bricks of the city a sickly green.

His fingers were twisted strangely and he was muttering something, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like the sound of sandpaper rubbing against each other.

Then, four or five Xueyuan Pass soldiers who had just been killed crawled up from the ground with stiff and strange movements.

Their joints made a teeth-grinding creaking sound, as if a rusty mechanism was forced into action.

One of them had most of his neck chopped off, and his head was only connected to his neck by a piece of skin, hanging dangling from his chest.

His eyes were cloudy and lifeless, but he stared at his former comrade strangely, and black and red mucus dripped from his open mouth. His broken throat bulged and contracted with his movements, making a strange "ho ho" sound.

"Oh my God, it's haunted." A young soldier stepped back in horror, and the spear in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

His lips trembled and his face turned pale. The old soldier beside him grabbed his collar to prevent him from falling off the wall.

"No, no, no... don't be afraid, this must be an illusion." The sergeant who said this was not sure himself and was sweating with nervousness.

"Amitabha, may the Three Pure Ones be above, and may Mazu bless you!" Some frightened soldiers began to pray randomly, naming all the gods they knew.

Even though they had experienced life and death several times, they retreated subconsciously when they saw this scene. The soldiers in the front row unconsciously crowded together, and the armor collided with each other, making a chaotic sound.

While they were stunned, those guys who had just climbed up did not hesitate for a moment.

They let out inhuman roars, and their movements suddenly became extremely swift, pouncing on the crowd like wild beasts.

The soldiers at Xueyuan Pass, who were worshipping the gods and Buddhas, were caught off guard and knocked to the ground.

Before the Southern sailor could finish his prayer, he was pinned down by his former comrade.

He watched in horror as the familiar yet unfamiliar face got closer and closer, and the smell of decay filled his face.

The bloody mouth roared and bit down, and the stinking breath sprayed on the soldier's face, making him close his eyes in despair.

His fingers dug deeply into the cracks between the bricks of the city wall, his nails curled up, but he was powerless to break free from the terrifying grip.

The Ice Wolf Rider rushed over with an expressionless face, his boots making dull sounds on the bricks of the city.

His movements were as fast as lightning, and his heavy boots kicked the monster's ribs with a tremendous force. The sound of broken bones was clearly audible.

The Ice Wolf Rider kicked away the creature that was about to bite him, and the zombie slammed into the battlements like a broken sack, with its spine strangely bent into an impossible angle.

The monster roared and tried to get up, but was covered by the knife light that followed.

The Ice Wolf Rider followed closely and cut him in half with one sword.

The black and purple entrails splashed all over the ground, emitting a disgusting smell.

The soldiers who had just been rescued were still in shock and lay stupidly on the ground, motionless.

Even though he was cut in half, with only one hand and one foot left, he was still struggling, as if trying to get up. The broken bones scraped against the bricks and stones, making a harsh sound, and his one eye was still staring at the nearest living person. His fingers left a dark red blood mark on the wall, and he stubbornly crawled towards the crowd.

But no matter how hard he tried, he could no longer pose any threat.

The Ice Wolf Rider took a step forward and stepped heavily on the still turning head with his boots.

The dull sound of the skull breaking made the soldiers around shudder involuntarily. They rolled the soles of their boots on the bricks and stones to ensure that the evil creature could not cause trouble again.

A sergeant on the top of the city wall finally came back to his senses from his shock.

"What are you all standing there for? This is a battlefield. We don't have time to be stupid. Those people are already dead. Now they are controlled by the enemy. Show no mercy!"

The sergeant's roar was like thunder, awakening the dazed soldiers. They immediately began to gather together to deal with those "resurrected" guys.

On another city wall, a man wearing a blood-red mask suddenly bent down and grabbed a corpse from the wall.

His fingers stretched out strangely and pierced into the corpse like dead branches. The corpse began to swell unnaturally, and something under the skin began to wriggle violently.

Then he threw the corpse at the soldiers at Xueyuan Pass.

The bloated corpse drew a parabola in the air, flying towards the crowd like a skin bag filled with poison. The sharp-eyed soldiers noticed that spider-web-like cracks had appeared on the surface of the corpse and shouted in fear.

But it was too late, the body fell in front of them.

Just as the soldiers were about to dodge, the body exploded.

After a muffled sound, countless pieces of blood, flesh and bones poured out like a rainstorm.

The exploded flesh and blood flew in all directions like steel nails. The edges of the broken bones were as sharp as knives, easily penetrating the armor.

The two men at the front were beaten into sieves by the blood and flesh, and fell down helplessly. Their armor was covered with tiny holes, and black blood oozed out of each hole. One of them maintained the posture of attacking with a gun, but the light in his eyes had gone out.

Many other people were injured as well, but because the distance was a little far, the exploding flesh and blood did not penetrate their armor.

The breastplate made of fine steel was covered with dents, like iron sheet hit by hail.

However, the areas without armor protection could not withstand the power of the explosion. One soldier's neck was cut by the fragments, and blood splattered on the face of his companion beside him.

Life flowed away with the blood. His pupils gradually dilated, reflecting the tragic battle on the top of the city.

The explosion ended, and the sergeant's hoarse roar sounded again: "Form a formation!"

The surviving soldiers dragged their injured bodies towards the center. Their steps were a little staggering, but their hands holding the guns were still firm.

Suddenly, several soldiers who were seriously injured began to turn blue all over their bodies. The strange blue color began to spread from the wounds, spreading rapidly like ink dropped into clear water.

One soldier looked at his bruised palm in horror, the blood vessels bulging under the skin like twisted earthworms.

The soldier suddenly fell to his knees, his hands on his throat, his eyeballs bulging horribly, his nails digging deep into his flesh, but he could not stop the changes in his body.

Soon he fell down with foam coming out of his mouth, and there was no sound anymore. His body twitched violently in the last moments, like a puppet being pulled by invisible strings.

When everything was still, the skin of the corpse had completely turned purple and black, and there was solidified white foam hanging from the corners of the mouth.

There was already complete silence.

"Kill that guy and avenge this brother!" The sergeant's eyes were red, and he was the first to rush forward with a gun.

The others ignored their own injuries and gritted their teeth to follow.

The methods used by these sneak attackers vary, but without exception, they are all extremely vicious.

"Be careful of their poison, these guys are masters of the Dark Night Cult!" Huo Qinghuang's stern shout echoed on the top of the city.

The spear in Huo Qinghuang's hand was like a dragon flying up and down in the sea. The tip of the spear drew a silver track in the moonlight, as bright as a meteor.

Each thrust was accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and none of those Dark Night Cult members who attacked by surprise could withstand a single blow from him.

One of the Dark Night Cult's attackers used his dual swords to block, but was pierced directly through the chest by a spear. The tip of the spear left a trail of blood as it came out of his back.

When Chu Shizhao realized that something was wrong, he took decisive action.

He and Huo Qinghuang rushed to both sides along the city wall.

The two of them were like two sharp knives, and wherever they passed, the masters of the Dark Night Cult suffered heavy casualties.

Chu Shizhao's hand swung the silver needles so fast that only an afterimage was left, and the silver needles were as dense as rain, almost like a machine gun.

Silver light kept flashing from his cuffs, and each needle found its target accurately.

There was a Dark Night cultist who used his corpse to block several silver needles. As soon as he showed half of his head, more than a dozen silver needles pierced his eyes.

If these people were allowed to live a little longer, who knows how many soldiers of Xueyuan Pass would die at their hands. Chu Shizhao was of course anxious.

The Dark Night Cult's methods were indeed cruel and fierce. Some of them could control poisonous insects, some could use poison, and some were proficient in all kinds of sinister hidden weapons.

However, whether it is poison or some other messy thing, it has no good effect on the Ice Wolf Riders.

The Night Elves couldn't do anything to the Ice Wolf Riders, and it wasn't easy for the Ice Wolf Riders to kill them.

The Ice Wolf Riders often cannot catch up with these martial arts masters with strange figures.

He also did not dare to stay too far away from the soldiers at Xueyuan Pass, for fear of being ambushed by the Dark Night Cult.

In the end, it was Chu Shizhao and Huo Qinghuang who, relying on their own strength, turned the tide of the battle.

It seemed that they were about to completely wipe out the Dark Night Cult thieves who had attacked Xueyuan Pass.

A burst of rapid drumbeats sounded from under the city wall.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The drumbeat came suddenly and was so dull that it was hard to breathe.

As time went on, the drumbeats became faster and faster, making people tremble with fear.

Then, more and more torches were lit below the city wall. The flames were just a few scattered ones at first, but soon they became one, like a fire dragon awakening.

The light of the torches illuminated countless pieces of armor; the cold light of the metal and the warm color of the flames intertwined to create a breathtaking picture.

Chu Shizhao could see clearly that the Northern Di cavalry had lined up in neat formation less than 200 steps from Xueyuan Pass. The cavalry were silent, with only the horses occasionally snorting.

The formation is neat, like a steel wall.

In the front row, siege weapons such as ladders and battering rams were lined up.

Those huge monsters cast hideous shadows in the firelight, and the iron spikes on the battering rams shone coldly. Some soldiers were adjusting the angle of the catapults, and the creaking sound of the capstans could be faintly heard.

Further away, dozens of tall arrow towers were slowly advancing like moving fortresses.

The Northern Di cavalry pointed their spears like a forest, pointing directly at the city walls.

(End of this chapter)