Carol lowered the hook at the bottom of the tower shield and pulled out the support plate, so that the entire shield was firmly erected in front of him like a barricade.
Aldenan used both his hands and feet to load one crossbow with a bolt, hang it on Carol's back, and then load the other crossbow and hold it in his hand.
Hearing heavy breathing behind him, Aldenan turned around and saw a human soldier fully armored, but whose spear was trembling incessantly.
Staring into the other person's eyes, Aldenan smiled and said, "Scared?"
The human soldier nodded subconsciously, then quickly realized what he meant and shook his head frantically.
Aldenan grinned: "Once the battle begins, the smell of blood will enter your brain through your nose, and you'll never know what fear is again."
Carol and the Crusader orcs around him adjusted the position of the shield array, then knelt behind the tower shield, observing the battlefield through the gaps.
Imagine hundreds of thousands of troops charging towards you. You might often see or hear about such a scene in books and dramas, but actually facing it is a completely different experience.
The green grass and trees, and the brownish-yellow soil, have long since lost all their color.
The overwhelming horde of undead filled the entire area within sight.
At first, all you can see on the other side of the battlefield is a vast expanse of densely packed, constantly moving things.
As you get closer, these dead objects that only appear in tombs slowly magnify in your eyes; you can no longer hear your own heartbeat, your ears are filled with the piercing screams of the dead; you can no longer smell the burning in the air, your nostrils are filled with the thick, lingering stench of corpses.
A long, drawn-out horn sounded from behind the defensive line.
Eighteen thunderous behemoths, each the size of a hill, slowly made their way to the open space behind the city wall.
On the back of each of them, there is a huge cannon barrel, each four meters long, mounted on either side.
The cannon barrel was entirely black, formed from a deformed keel, with circles of blue-glowing Tesla parasites coiled around it.
The two gunners first put the huge metal ammunition, loaded with multiple spore bombs, into the cannon barrel of the Thunder Beast.
After reciting a long string of numbers, an alien responsible for calibrating data and calculating trajectories, a gunner sitting on the back of the Thunderous War Beast, forcefully pressed down on the limbs of the Dragon Bone Parasite.
The enormous explosion shook the heavens and the earth, silencing all other sounds on the battlefield; the towering flames illuminated the city of Muxi in an instant.
The whistling shells landed among the dense horde of corpses in a very short time.
The entire earth shook as if by a powerful earthquake, and even residents far away in the city were knocked to the ground by the commotion.
Mud, grass, blood, and limbs swept across half the battlefield like a typhoon.
When Carol shook the dust off her head and looked ahead again, the original horde of hundreds of thousands of undead had shrunk considerably.
Aldenan leaned over and said, "If we have something like this, we should have used it sooner."
Carol rolled her eyes at him: "Such a big commotion is like sending an invitation to the other zombie hordes."
Aldenan looked ahead and said in a low voice, "They're here."
The undead, devoid of consciousness and fear, seemed to show no hesitation or cowardice after enduring such a massive explosion, and sped straight toward the city wall.
Soon, another bugle call sounded.
The knights, who had been hovering at the edge of the battlefield, suddenly moved toward the rear of the horde of corpses.
The knights took out spherical incendiary and gunpowder bombs from the saddlebags on the sides of their warhorses, lit them, placed them on the limbs of the dragon bone parasites, and used the deformable nature of the dragon bone to throw them at the horde of corpses.
Explosions and flames erupted among the horde of corpses, and wave after wave of the undead fell to the ground like stalks of wheat in a field.
Upon seeing this, the soldiers in the defensive line cheered.
Before everyone could rejoice for long, a group of strange undead emerged from the horde of corpses in the face of the knight's bombardment.
Their heads and bodies still retain a human appearance, but their limbs are completely like those of wild beasts, and their backs are covered with dense white bone spurs.
They crawled quickly and moved nimbly, acting collectively on the battlefield, rapidly approaching the Knights.
At a distance of less than fifty meters, these bone-spiked undead shook their bodies, tilted their backs, and launched their bone spikes like arrows, landing among the knights' ranks.
These bone spikes are difficult to penetrate the knight's dragon bones, but they can cause fatal damage to their mounts.
The warhorse, riddled with holes and looking like a hedgehog, collapsed to the ground with a mournful cry, and its rider also fell off.
These bone-spiky undead targeted those who had fallen from their horses, attacking them en masse and causing the Knights to suffer their first casualties in battle.
Faced with these new enemies, the knights used the speed advantage of their exotic warhorses to bypass the bone-spiked undead and outflank the horde from another direction.
Before they could launch their attack, a giant undead, three meters tall and seven or eight meters long, emerged from the horde of corpses.
This undead has countless rotting legs and looks like a centipede coiled around its body. Its body is pieced together from many corpses, and at the top is a giant mouth with sharp teeth formed from the transformation and evolution of numerous parasites.
It aimed at the direction of the Knights and spewed out countless pale gray gases from the insect mouth above its head.
These gases, carried by the wind, will immediately poison and incapacitate anyone, whether human or horse, who comes into contact with even a small amount.
The giant undead then extended countless tentacle-like parasitic limbs from its body, rolling up the poisoned victims on the ground one by one, dragging them into its mouth, slowly chewing them up and swallowing them.
Everyone on the battlefield was stunned by what they saw.
Aldenan grabbed Carroll's shoulder, his face filled with shock: "What the hell is that?! We've never seen anything like it before!"
"The necromancers seem to be incorporating characteristics of other species," Carroll said with a headache.
Aldenan stood there for a long time, then suddenly said, "I've heard people say before that necromancers can filter, absorb, and improve the abilities of alien species. Initially, alien necromancers only possess one ability, but as they evolve, they can acquire multiple different abilities."
"At first, no one believed this claim. After all, in everyone's eyes, they were just a bunch of corpses parasitized by insects... But now..."
Aldenan gasped, "What exactly are undead? Do they really belong to this world?"
Carol turned around and shouted, "Now is not the time for idle thoughts, grab your weapons!"
Aldenan snapped out of his daze, watching the horde of corpses draw ever closer. He gritted his teeth, raised his crossbow, and roared, "No matter what you are, I will not fall here! I will live!"
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