Chapter 244

Dense and bizarre demons continued to swarm up the city walls and fought with the defenders on the city walls.

There was blood and body parts everywhere, both those of demons and soldiers.

From time to time, one could see the military spirit above a certain legion suddenly collapse. Either the commander had been killed, or the soldiers had suffered so many casualties that even the military spirit could not be activated.

Roars and wails were heard everywhere, and everything in sight was blood red.

Cheng Hui's breathing became more and more rapid. He felt that his past self was ridiculous. He actually thought that the training outline he had haphazardly put together could lead a strong army?

Or they say that ignorance is fearless...

Cheng Hui had seen big scenes before, but such a bloody fight was still shocking.

He tried his best to calm his excited emotions.

Stay calm!

As the saying goes, one should remain calm in times of crisis. If you cannot even remain calm on the battlefield, you will only end up being destroyed.

Don't think that he can survive here just because he is a zombie.

In this kind of battlefield, an individual's combat power is really insignificant.

He just saw a cultivator being devoured by a demon as big as a mountain, and then the demon was torn into pieces by the military soul skills of another legion.

"Not bad." A familiar voice said in Cheng Hui's ear.

Cheng Hui turned his head and saw that it was his bald instructor who was speaking.

The instructor glanced at him and said, "Your soldiers are pretty good."

Cheng Hui raised his eyebrows. He saw many people's legs were trembling. Is this considered good?

The bald instructor seemed to understand his intention and sneered, "Be content, kid. You did a great job training these guys initially, and their performance is already very good. Look over there, those are the norm for new recruits."

Cheng Hui followed his gaze and saw a defense zone not far from them, which seemed to be defended by a brand new army. The immaturity of the soldiers' faces lingered, and each one was terrified by the tragic scene, pale with fear. Many were vomiting, and some even had their pants soaked.

Cheng Hui couldn't help but frown. Those new recruits... they looked only in their teens. In his eyes, they were just half-grown children. Who the hell had done this? Actually, they let children go to the battlefield?

Even though the Guangping Army was a second-rate legion from the beginning, they had seen blood, and they had killed quite a few half-demons on their way here. On the battlefield, there was a huge gap between the soldiers who had seen blood and those who had not. To put it bluntly, the former had a survival rate at least several times higher than the latter.

Especially in a place like a bloody battlefield, sending such new recruits to the battlefield would be like sending them to their deaths without any guarantee of survival.

"Such soldiers will be useless even if used as cannon fodder, right?" Cheng Hui said dissatisfiedly.

The bald instructor looked at the half-grown children and revealed a helpless expression: "They are from Xiling Country. The situation in that country is quite special."

Cheng Hui: ???

Although I don't know what special circumstances mean, looking at the instructor's indescribable expression, there must be something else going on.

Cheng Hui felt a little heavy-hearted. No matter where it was, it was always unpleasant to see such young children being forced to go to the battlefield.

He hesitated: "Why not let them train more?"

The bald instructor shook his head regretfully. "Everyone who needs to be trained has already been trained, but we are only instructors. We can't interfere with how they were trained back home. I can only say that if they can remember what I taught them, they may still have a chance. Otherwise..."

The instructor didn't say what would happen if he couldn't remember, and Cheng Hui didn't ask. The battlefield is a melting pot. If you can survive, you will be tempered into steel; if you can't survive, you will only become discarded slag.

"Get ready!" The bald instructor looked at the battle situation in front of him, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he shouted.

"Zheng Kai!" Cheng Hui shouted.

Zheng Kai shuddered, his breath circulated, the soldiers shouted, their breaths connected, and a huge eagle soared above the army formation.

"Go forward! Fight!" Cheng Hui shouted.

"Fight! Fight! Fight! Victory!"

The entire team moved forward at an extremely fast speed and replaced the legion on the wall in front according to the trained method.

At this time, it was the interval between the attacks of the demons, and Cheng Hui's Guangping Army quickly occupied the top of the wall.

Although the legion that passed by them suffered heavy losses, they still firmly defended the city wall. At this time, they supported each other and retreated. After resting, they will continue to rotate soon.

"Everyone, focus!" Cheng Hui shouted. "Archers, move forward!"

The archers came forward one after another, hid at the entrance of the battlements, and drew their bowstrings, ready to go.

Beside them, sword and shield soldiers held shields to guard against possible arrows.

Boom——

The demons started charging again. They were not obvious when standing at the back wall just now, but Cheng Hui was looking down at the battlefield, which was almost covered by the demons swarming in. The creatures running in the front row were called inferior demons. They were short in stature, only about the size of a normal human. Their attack and defense were average, but their numbers were particularly astonishing.

It is said that the gestation period of a female inferior demon is only two months, and she can give birth to at least seven or eight little inferior demons in one litter. The little inferior demons can reach adulthood in just two years and can continue to give birth to the next generation.

As they reproduced from generation to generation, the number of little demons became astonishingly large. If more than half of them did not die in the bloody battlefield every year, perhaps the entire canyon would be filled with little demons.

The little inferior demons have low IQs and are not outstanding in other aspects, so they become cannon fodder for high-level demons on the battlefield. After all, no matter how bad their attack and defense are, as long as they have a weapon, they have the potential to kill people.

Therefore, even if it takes the combined strength of several of the vanguard demons to kill a human soldier, their terrifying numbers will still cause great losses to the human side.

The little demons were extremely ugly. They screamed and rushed towards the tall city walls. Arrows rained down from the top of the walls, and countless little demons died on the way. Even if they didn't die, as long as they fell to the ground, they would be trampled to death by the following little demons.

Many lesser demons died in the rain of arrows, but even more lesser demons rushed to the city wall.

Their fiery red skin was very dazzling under the reflection of the sunlight. Countless little demons swarmed in and built human ladders, relying on their sharp claws to continuously climb up the city wall.

At this time, the archers on the side of the demons also began to show their power. A strange group of demons shaped like wild boars formed a formation and came forward. Rows of sharp bone spurs grew on their backs. Using their muscles, they could shoot these bone spurs at the city wall.

"Defense!" someone shouted.

"Raise your shield!" Cheng Hui also roared.

Densely packed sharp bone spurs fell from the sky, smashing into the stacked shields.

In this wave of attacks, there were basically no casualties except for two unlucky guys who were stabbed in the shoulders by bone spurs that fell from the gap. However, Cheng Hui soon realized that the purpose of these bone-spurred wild boars was not to kill people, but to cover the little demons climbing the city wall.

Under the crazy attack of the Bone-Spurred Boar, the archer's attack was greatly affected.

Cheng Hui made a quick decision: "Lead the soldiers in the wooden warehouse and move forward!"

Rows of long-barreled soldiers quickly replaced the archers, stretched out their long "barrels" from the battlements, and poked down the little demons that climbed up.

Almost in an instant, the battle became intense. Both sides had already known each other for a long time and completely omitted the time to test each other.

A large number of demons began to rush towards the city walls. Some demons that looked like lizards moved quickly across the battlefield, transmitting information in various battle formations.

Cheng Hui looked into the distance and saw a tall demon elephant standing behind the Heavenly Demon Army. On the demon elephant stood a huge military tent. Above the tent hung a military flag with a black background and a blood-red blade. That was where the Heavenly Demon Marshal was.

"What a pity..." Cheng Hui sighed to himself.

This general understood the principle of 'a son of a wealthy family should not sit in the hall'. The demon elephant was too far away, and with Cheng Hui's arm strength, the bow and arrow could not reach there at all.

He heard the commander of the neighboring defense zone also complaining about why the commander of the Demonic Army didn't come closer, and it happened to be heard by a patrolling soldier of the Red Blood Army.

The soldier had the words "7633" written on his white mask. Compared to the silent "8752", "7633" was quite lively. He explained something to the commander, and the general meaning was... Tianmo had suffered this loss before, and learned his lesson, and never again refused to move forward.

Cheng Hui: ...

Okay, we are not stupid. The decapitation tactic is useful, but it will be difficult to deal with once the other party is prepared.

After giving up the extremely tempting idea of ​​shooting the local commander to death with one arrow, Cheng Hui also realized that not all demons are irrational.

To be more precise, only high-level demons have reason and are quite intelligent. The low-level ones include bone-spurred boars, swift lizards, and small demons. They are irrational and can only complete battlefield missions under the suppression of high-level demons.

In other words, once the command center of the demon army is destroyed, there is no need for humans to take action, and the demons on the battlefield can fight each other.

Suddenly, a blinding white light flashed on the city wall. Then, in the back row of the bone-spurred boars, those boars that seemed to be shooting desperately suddenly changed their shapes and turned into giant mushrooms.

The illusion was broken!

"Shield formation!" The bald instructor widened his eyes and yelled.

Cheng Hui shuddered and reflexively shouted along.

Zheng Kai and Wei Yuanzhou activated the military spirit at the same time. A goshawk and a white wolf appeared above the army formation. The two animals flashed, and the sword and shield soldiers shouted loudly, tensed their muscles, raised their shields high, and formed a shield-like translucent protective shield in the air.

This was the reaction of the Guangping Army, and the armies in other defense zones also used their own defensive skills.

Each of these mushrooms is as big as a house, and the grayish-white mushrooms are dotted with black spots of varying sizes.

If you look closely, you will find that these black spots are clearly small balls like tumors, and the big mushrooms are constantly shrinking and expanding, just like human breathing.

Those black tumors were also sprayed onto the city wall with their breathing and stuck to the translucent protective shield.

The densely packed small black tumors are enough to make anyone with trypophobia collapse. Even though Cheng Hui does not have this disease, he can't help but feel numb all over his body, as if he is itching all over.

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