The rooftop of the main building of the Undead Fortress.
Li Ziyu looked up at the sky. There was a big sun hanging in the sky, the sun was shining brightly, and the clouds were sparse. It was really good weather for humans, but it was not good news for the undead. Turning his head and looking into the distance, he could see a huge object. It was a mobile fortress like an armored vehicle.
It doesn't look easy to deal with...
The mobile fortresses of different races have different appearances and areas. For example, Zhang Peng’s moleman mobile fortress is like a train, but there is no doubt that the higher the level, the larger the area of the mobile fortress. The area of the werewolf mobile fortress is not as large as the undead mobile fortress, but the oppressive feeling is definitely not that of an ordinary newcomer.
It's a strong enemy!
After coming to the other world, it was the first time that a time traveler gave him the feeling of a strong enemy. The city lords he had met so far included the Goblin City Lord Yu Gangbo, the Ground Rat City Lord Zhang Peng and the Treasure Hunting Cat City Lord Liu Xingxing. None of these three gave him a strong feeling.
Looking at the armored fortress that kept moving forward and getting closer, Li Ziyu didn't show any fear. Instead, he smiled. He felt something in his body resuscitating, and his blood flowed faster. He was nervous and excited. He slowly said, "Pass the order from the city lord. Everyone return to their positions. The minotaurs will take shelter in the main building. Everyone, prepare for battle!"
Liu Xingxing, who was standing next to him, had a stern expression on his face. He knew that this was a big deal and there was no intention of joking at all. He saluted seriously and ran downstairs in a hurry. He also had to be prepared. When the battle came, no one could escape and the cowards would be abandoned.
This was not what Li Ziyu said, but what Zhang Peng said to him. Zhang Peng often pays attention to various information. His understanding of the other world is probably much deeper than Li Ziyu. He has read too many battle reports and too many analyses by great gods. Without exception, when facing a city lord who is also a time traveler, once the war breaks out, he must fight with the mentality of life and death.
The time travelers are much more ruthless than the natives!
The indigenous people are restricted by their territory. If you fight with them and cannot defeat them, just run away. As long as you run out of their territory, the indigenous people will most likely not chase you. After all, they are also afraid of arousing the hostility of the indigenous people in other territories.
But it is different for time travelers. They have mobile fortresses and can move freely with their territories. It is normal to be followed and hunted down. Moreover, the mobile fortress is the foundation of the city lords. As long as the mobile fortress is still there, there is a chance to turn things around. We are all time travelers. Who doesn’t understand the principle of cutting the grass at its roots? Once you gain the upper hand, you will be hunted down to the ends of the earth.
When Liu Xingxing ran out of the main building, he happened to encounter groups of minotaurs from the Tabu tribe. Children and the elderly were in the front, and women followed behind them carrying food. At the back were young and middle-aged minotaurs carrying totem poles and looking murderous.
Looking at the Minotaur, Liu Xingxing was a little stunned. He didn't expect that the Minotaur, who was usually honest and simple, could burst out with such momentum at this time. It was really scary.
Since following Li Ziyu, the Tabu tribe has also been changing little by little. Both Moumou and Tastuling have been working hard to encourage the tribesmen to improve their combat awareness and constantly train them. Especially recently, a group of "ancestors" have been added, which has allowed the Tauren people, who are born warriors, to grow rapidly.
They are no longer the Tauren they once were. We are not afraid of fighting!
The Fortress of the Dead is our home. We have taken root here, live and work here, and we have met our ancestors here. If there is an enemy, I will fight!
Mou Mou walked past Liu Xingxing and nodded to him. Tastuling behind him patted Liu Xingxing on the shoulder and walked into the main building. Seeing that the Minotaur had already passed by him, Liu Xingxing reacted and accelerated to run towards his treasure-hunting cat-man mobile fortress.
Not long after standing on the roof, an undead came over to report, "All the minotaurs have entered the main building."
Li Ziyu nodded and issued a second order, "Raise the fortress, open the light armored shield, aim the ram at the enemy, and the undead take their positions, ready to fight at any time!"
As the order was given, the bone plate platform originally sitting on the ground slowly rose, revealing the wheels underneath. Huge baffle shields were erected, acting as temporary city walls. Thick and long six-sided ramming horns protruded from the gaps in the lightly equipped baffles, pointing straight forward, aiming in the direction of the werewolf fortress.
The skeleton longbowmen on the watchtower were on guard all around. As long as the enemy entered the warning range, they would send out a message. The skeleton undead swarmed out of the building and filled the bone platform. Many of them had no weapons. Because time was too short, Li Ziyu no longer had time to make weapons such as bone knives and bone shields.
The skeleton buildings seemed to come alive, twisting constantly. They were the souls of the dead that had not left the buildings.
The entire undead fortress turned into a war machine in an instant, showing its might.
The Minotaur people witnessed everything with their own eyes. The strange thing was that they did not think about how to avoid the battle as before. Instead, they felt their blood boiling. The young and middle-aged men clenched the totem poles in their hands, and hot air kept coming out of their noses. They wanted to roar a few times to vent, but felt that it was not the right time, so they had to endure it.
The bloodline of the Orcs has never been stable. Perhaps every Orc yearns for the battlefield in his heart, and this has nothing to do with whether they love peace.
Feeling the changes in the entire fortress, and as if smelling the scent of blood, the shadow of the bone chair swayed and twisted, and a dark skeleton crawled out from it, looking around. The inky black soul fire in its eye sockets actually showed a tendency to turn towards red.
Tall and strong figures slowly walked out from the wall. They were the skeleton bull demons guarding the main building, one of the most powerful fighting forces under Li Ziyu.
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