The scout captain glanced around and slowly moved back, saying, "The city lord will understand us."
He came to gather intelligence, but he didn't want to risk his life for the information, even if the order came from the city lord.
Since the scout captain said so, the other gnolls naturally had nothing to say. They slowly retreated with him, planning to evacuate first and talk later.
Their retreat was clearly seen by the undead souls in the sky, who immediately sent a signal to the undead below. The soil turned over, and one by one the skeletal undead stood up from the ground and rushed towards the werewolves.
"retreat!"
When the scout captain saw that the number of undead far exceeded his own, he shouted without any hesitation and turned around and ran away. The other gnolls who had been prepared did the same.
call out--
After running for only two steps, the scout captain's ears suddenly twitched twice. He heard a whistling sound coming from the air. He turned his head to look at the sky and saw an almost imperceptible black dot falling from the sky and growing rapidly.
“Wuwuwu…”
Long bone arrows pierced their bodies, pinning them to the ground, and for a moment they whimpered in pain as the dead gnolls struggled in vain.
This scene made the scout captain's pupils dilate, and his running speed increased again. At the same time, he let out a wolf howl, reminding his team members, "Archers! Take cover!"
Arrows fell from the sky like suddenly falling stars. It was true that the werewolves had night vision, but it was still far inferior to the undead. There were always times when they could not dodge in time. Once they were hit by the long arrows, they had no hope of escape.
The gnolls were still too alert. They sensed the danger early and retreated decisively, causing most of the arrows shot by the skeleton longbowmen to miss their target, and the scout captain was about to escape from the range.
The dead souls in the sky were also secretly anxious. The Lord of the Undead had sent out a total of 1,100 undead. He had given them the task just to capture all the werewolf scouts. If they let the other party escape, how would they report to their superiors? No, they had to keep them.
The two ghosts looked at each other, screamed at the same time, and swooped down towards the scout captain.
What the hell!
The shrill sound coming from the sky set off alarm bells in the scout captain's heart. He felt something was wrong. He subconsciously looked up and saw two balls of green light rushing towards him.
When he got closer, he could see clearly that they were two ghosts with hideous faces, rotten bodies, withered flesh and blood, and many parts of their bodies had rotted away to the point that their bones were exposed.
Even as a ferocious jackal, he was frightened when he suddenly saw these two things. He paused slightly, but the two ghosts passed through him without hesitation.
The scout captain froze. It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that he couldn't. An indescribable fear arose in his heart, and at the same time, his body seemed to be frozen by ice, and his blood almost solidified.
In just a moment, the scout captain returned to normal. He didn't care about the two terrifying ghosts and was about to continue fleeing when an arrow shot out and pierced his shoulder blade, causing his body to stagger two steps uncontrollably, and the arrow was nailed into the ground.
"ah--"
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