Undead!

Why are there undead here?

The headhunters used the moonlight to clearly see the monster blocking their way. Their eyes gradually widened and their pupils shrank slightly.

But when they saw the number of undead in front of them, they felt a little relieved. There were not as many as us. That's not bad. Then why are they hesitating? Are they waiting for the archers on the mountain to continue shooting arrows?

"Charge! Kill them all and go to the mountain to finish off the attackers!"

The leader is dead, but there are always some people who want to take over. Isn't this the best opportunity? Lead people to kill the undead, and with the help of the moving buildings, this kind of results will make it a safe bet to be a leader. If you want to get to the top, you have to fight with your life.

Wherever someone takes the lead, others will follow. The Headhunters launched an attack on the Skeleton Warriors.

The skeleton warriors rushed forward with bone knives and shields raised.

On the mountain.

When Zhang Peng saw the headhunters who were rushing in the front being shot, he jumped up excitedly. Then he saw the headhunters rushing towards the skeleton warriors, and he couldn't help but clench his fists. This is not good. The headhunters are more in number. Can the undead be their opponents?

He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Li Ziyu, but found that Li Ziyu had a strange expression, which looked gloomy and hideous under the moonlight. The smile at the corner of his mouth was like the call of the god of death. He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Realizing that something was wrong, Zhang Peng looked down suddenly and saw a scene he would never forget.

Around the mole people's mobile fortress, the soil on the originally empty and bare ground suddenly began to roll, and skeletal arms stretched out from underneath. Skeletons of the undead broke through the soil and stood up, their soul fires flashing like deadly signal lights. They were so dense that they surrounded the headhunters.

As soon as they rushed to the front of the skeleton warrior and attacked, the headhunters were stunned. The knife stopped one centimeter in front of the skeleton warrior's shield, but did not fall. Each of them looked around in horror.

Skeletons, densely packed skeletons, were everywhere, watching them silently.

How, how could this happen? It clearly didn’t happen just now!

Fear made the headhunters panic and they gripped their weapons tightly, as that was the only thing that could give them a sense of security.

The Headhunters were stunned, but the Skeleton Warrior was not. Seeing the guy in front of him holding the knife and looking around without chopping down, he calmly took out the bone knife.

puff!

"Forehead……"

The headhunter's body trembled, and he slowly lowered his head to look at the bone knife that was stabbed into his abdomen. Then he looked up at the extremely calm skeleton warrior in front of him, and he wanted to say, you have no martial ethics.

However, the skeleton warrior did not give him a chance. He pulled out the bone knife with force. With a flash of the knife, the sharp blade cut open the throat, and then stabbed upwards, entering directly from the chin without a handle.

The headhunter's eyes turned white and he died instantly.

The skeleton warrior lifted up the dead enemy, calmly drew his sword, shook off the blood on the blade, loosened his grip, and the headhunter slipped to the ground.

His upper and lower jaws opened and he roared. The skeleton undead raised their feet and slowly moved forward, and the encirclement gradually narrowed.

“Let’s fight!”

A member of the Headhunter tribe shouted, holding his weapon and madly slashing at the skeleton undead. The other members of the Headhunter tribe also reacted and started fighting desperately without hesitation.

They knew that when facing the undead, they either had to fight their way out or die.

The undead are not good people, and they have found themselves surrounded by the undead.

…

Zhang Peng was already dumbfounded, with his mouth open, like a wooden sculpture or clay statue.

No wonder, no wonder Li Ziyu said there is no need to worry about the Headhunters. With so many undead, how could they care about a few hundred Headhunters? Aren’t these Headhunters just here to deliver food? If you had said it earlier, I wouldn’t be worried.

After a rough estimate in his mind, he found that the number of undead below was definitely more than 10,000, which was dozens of times that of the Headhunters. It was almost impossible for the Headhunters to escape.

Under the threat of death, the headhunters had gone mad and tried their best to rush out, but they often couldn't get far before they were either overwhelmed by the skeletons of the undead or shot by longbowmen, dying miserably.

When the remaining headhunters saw the death of their companions, they knew that they could not break the encirclement relying on the bravery of one person, so they were forced to gather together to resist the undead.

The skeleton undead were not in a hurry. They narrowed the encirclement little by little and gradually compressed the living space of the headhunters. When they gathered together, the longbowmen were very happy. They could kill several of them with one arrow. After all, they were standing together and had nowhere to hide.

The battle lasted less than an hour, and more than 500 headhunters were killed.

"It's over." Standing on the mountain, watching the last headhunter fall, Li Ziyu clapped his hands and said to Zhang Peng with a smile.

Crush, crush with absolute numbers.

If those undead were pulled out individually, the Headhunters would have plenty of ways to defeat them, but when the undead appeared in the tens of thousands, it would be a disaster.

Zhang Peng never expected that the headhunters who had chased him everywhere could be wiped out so easily. Although some undead were lost, judging from Li Ziyu's appearance, he didn't seem to care much.

I give up.

Zhang Peng was completely convinced. He really didn't expect that in such a short period of time, Li Ziyu had grown to this point. He was completely different from the state he was in when he first traded with him.

"Come on, let's go down."

Li Ziyu patted Zhang Peng on the shoulder and led the undead guard down the mountain. Zhang Peng trembled and hurriedly took a few steps to catch up.

When they got down there, the skeleton undead had already begun cleaning up the battlefield, moving the corpses into a pile and collecting useful items.

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