"Reporting to the commander-in-chief, each artillery unit consumed approximately 1.6 million high-explosive shells, approximately 300,000 incendiary shells, and approximately 200,000 other types of shells, annihilating approximately 2.3 million zombie units!"

"First report, the tide of corpses has entered the range visible to the naked eye, about five thousand meters away!"

"Urgent battle report, a golden glow was found in the southwest, and there is a suspected high-level corpse king!"

Battle reports from the front line flew into the headquarters like snowflakes. As the commander-in-chief, Ricardo was extremely busy. In addition to talking to dozens of staff officers at the same time, he also constantly marked the map and issued new orders.

"Inform the front artillery troops to use armor-piercing shells for direct fire!"

"Assemble investigators to find out the nature and movements of the high-level corpse king!"

"Inform all high-level combatants to release the Yuling after the corpse wave enters three thousand meters!"

"Send special personnel to request the six kings of the country, Duke Red Dragon, Duke Zilan, Marquis Juqing, Marquis Hanling, Marquis Black Spear, and Marquis Chiyan to join the battle!"

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One after another order letters were transmitted to various parts of the battlefield following the figures of the messengers.

At the same time, five thousand meters away from humanity's first line of defense, there was a hellish scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

A huge number of living corpses were crowded together, shoulder to shoulder, moving forward in a dark mass. Indistinct roars came one after another, and at a glance they were all hideous and terrifying human heads.

Their feet were piled with the corpses of their companions, and they desperately climbed forward and squeezed.

The hill made of corpses stretched for thousands of meters, with pus flowing everywhere, and the stench soaring into the sky. It seemed that if you stayed here for just one second, you would be vomiting due to the smell of corpses.

The living corpses moved forward one after another, stepping on the broken limbs and broken arms with the soles of their feet exposed to the deep white bones, and pulling at the rotting pieces of flesh and internal organs with their blackened fingers, moving forward in the sea of ​​corpses.

Under the influence of the living corpse virus, they are full of hunger and desire for fresh flesh and blood, and they flock crazily towards the approaching city.

Tens of thousands of artillery shells fell from the sky with screams, fire flashed everywhere in the corpse group, and the violent explosion lifted up large pieces of corpses. The broken bones and rotten flesh that filled the sky were like the splash caused by stones hitting the lake.

Some of the shells exploded into large flames, and the flowing fire formed by napalm burned on the living corpses, making a sizzling sound.

The rotting stench of the corpse was mixed with the smell of burning, which was indescribably disgusting and unpleasant.

Round after round of cannonballs fell, but no decrease in the number of living corpses was seen. The gap opened was quickly filled with more living corpses, which only made the pile of corpses higher.

The living corpses rushed forward one after another, like an endless machine. Some living corpses were covered in charred black, but they moved extremely quickly. The charcoal on the skin fell off during the friction, revealing a metallic luster.

There are also different levels of living zombies: ordinary living zombies, elite-level iron zombies, guard-level mysterious zombies, lord-level zombie kings, and legendary-level golden zombie kings.

Cannonballs can only tear apart ordinary living corpses, can only cause very little damage to iron corpses, and are like scratching an itch to stronger mysterious corpses.

At this time, Chen Xing was observing the battlefield through the tactical satellite.

Seeing the mountains of corpses and seas of blood stretching for several kilometers, instead of feeling scared or disgusted, he was actually a little excited.

He was thinking about what to do with these corpses in the future.

As we all know, primary evolution potions and low-level psychic potions are extracted from the corpses of living corpses. To put it bluntly, living corpses are full of treasures, otherwise there would be no specialized "corpse merchants" and "wilderness corpse transporters"

Team".

However, what Chen Xing was thinking about was not the corpse business, but how to transport these corpses to Orchid Town in a reasonable manner to serve as food reserves for Suna Ant Nest.

There are so many living corpses that can last for hundreds of years!

There is still a war going on in the front, but the profit sharing is already being planned in the back.

As time passed, the zombie tide approached the first line of defense three thousand meters away. The artillery mechas in the front row adjusted their muzzles to shoot horizontally.

At the same time, strong men scattered everywhere stood up one after another, gathering their spiritual energy and summoning siege spirits.

The cracks in time and space opened, and huge figures rose up one after another, hundreds or thousands in number, instantly forming a huge wall in front of the battlefield.

There was a vague roar among the corpses. Some of the living corpses stopped and raised their heads to inhale. Their chests continued to bulge, and then suddenly

He opened his mouth, and a stream of green liquid spurted out from the depths of his throat.

"Be careful of corpse poison!"

In an instant, countless streams of foul-smelling venom flew towards the human positions. Those huge siege spirits that acted as the first line of defense blocked most of them, but many still fell into the artillery positions.

The poison fell like raindrops, and the soldiers hurriedly took out their gas masks, put them on, and drank the antidote. Once they inhaled the corpse poison, they would suffer from dizziness, nausea, and vomiting, and in severe cases, they would bleed from seven holes and die from the poison.

In the satellite image, the black tide is overwhelming and rolling towards the human position.

"The corpse group is seven hundred meters away from the front line. First echelon, step up!"

Under the command of the host, the siege spirits standing in a row moved their bodies at the same time and pushed forward. Viewed from a high altitude, they looked like a huge wall facing the black tide.

In the blink of an eye, the first wave of zombies came. The zombies were crowded and swarmed in. The siege warrior stepped down and crushed a dozen zombies in an instant, and then raised his fists.

, hit it hard.

Only a "bang" was heard, smoke and dust rose into the sky, the ground was dented, and a large circle of living corpses were smashed and sent flying.

"Good job!" "Crush them!"

In front of the group of corpses, the siege spirit was like a giant beast in an ant colony, destroying the dead and decaying, as if entering a deserted land, attracting cheers from the soldiers behind.

"Front artillery units, be careful not to accidentally injure friendly forces!"

The living corpses rushed forward one after another, crazily squeezing the gaps between the attacking spirits and rushing towards the artillery positions.

"The light mecha is ready for battle!"

"The infantry is ready to fight!"

Each wing-shaped mecha stood upright with its legs, raised its wings, and the Vulcan cannon below rotated at high speed.

The next moment, the living corpses that had crossed the first line of defense appeared on the battlefield, and countless fire chains immediately swept past.

Intense gunshots resounded throughout the world, and chains of fire whipped the corpses. Blood and flesh flew everywhere wherever they went, and broken bones and rotten flesh were scattered everywhere.

The infantrymen in the trenches pulled the bolts of their guns one after another, aiming at the fish that slipped through the net and firing bursts.

Suddenly, a living corpse rushed out of the group of corpses and rushed towards the trench on hands and feet.

The soldiers noticed something strange and hurriedly turned their guns and focused their fire on the more threatening target. Unexpectedly, the living corpse was so strong that bullets bounced away from it.

"I found the iron corpse, request fire reinforcements!"

"Request received!"

Accompanied by a response full of electric noise, the three nearby artillery mechas simultaneously turned their muzzles and aimed at the rushing iron corpse.

"Target locked, fire!"

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The three gun barrels were knocked back one after another. The running iron corpse's shoulders were first lifted off, then his chest was penetrated, and finally his head was blown away by a cannon.

"Great job!" "Really accurate!"

The artillery mecha uses computer-assisted aiming. As long as it is within the effective range of two hundred meters of the sensor, it can be as accurate as a sniper rifle.

The first wave of zombies was quickly blocked, and the few elite iron zombies mixed in were defeated one by one.

But without giving anyone any time to rest, the second wave of zombies surged forward. But this time, the giant zombie king arrived on the battlefield.

The size of the corpse king is similar to that of the siege spirit, and some are even several times larger than the largest siege spirit rock giant and mechanical puppet Ogamaso.

This wave of corpse kings numbered more than three hundred, and they collided heavily with the human siege spirits, like two mountain ranges colliding violently. The impact was so powerful that it was like a violent wind and tsunami, shaking the earth and the mountains.

Because of the addition of the Corpse King, the siege guards had no time to pay attention to the corpses. Countless living corpses squeezed past their feet and poured into the trenches.

The infantry and mechas fired wildly, but the number of living corpses was so huge that in just a few minutes, they washed away several trenches like a flood.

Just as he was about to lose his defense, a huge roar suddenly came from the sky, followed by a huge black shadow passing overhead.

The roar was earth-shaking and deafening, making people feel scared and made them feel small and helpless.

The soldiers subconsciously raised their heads

, I saw a huge red shadow hovering down from high in the sky.

"Red Dragon Novasad!" "Long live!"

The soldiers' trembling with fear turned into shouts of excitement. At this moment, Long Wei was not the source of fear, but the ale that boosted morale.

The next moment, accompanied by the eardrum-shattering dragon roar, a giant pillar of fire fell from the sky, sweeping across half of the battlefield with a roar.

The group of corpses fell into a sea of ​​fire, and countless living corpses were turned into ashes in the dragon's breath. The huge corpse king was covered in fire, walking aimlessly, and wailing in pain.

When the red dragon breathed out its dragon's breath and showed its great power of destroying the world, Lacey gave Chen Xing a meaningful look on the high ground thousands of meters away from the front line.

Although Chen Xing looked a little unhappy, there was no need to guess that the other party was here to demonstrate to him, but he praised, "The Maris family's red dragon really deserves its reputation!"

After receiving his affirmative answer, Lacey turned back and continued to admire their dragon's power of burning the sky and destroying the earth.

Chen Xing's interest in this was definitely not high. Seeing Lacey's arrogant look, he felt unhappy all over. Instead of staying here to watch her show off her muscles, he might as well go back to the camp and have a drink or two.

As soon as the curtain of the tent was opened, the melodious and calm sound of the piano could be heard.

There was a large harp in the corner of the tent. A beautiful woman was standing next to the harp, stroking the strings with her slender white fingers, and melodious notes flowed out from her fingertips.

The woman playing the piano is Ruth, one of the former members of the Silver Claw Iron Triangle and the owner of the Heavenly Harp. Now she is just a member of Chen Xing's maid team. She wears a sexy white dress and plays music instead of the stereo and CD player.

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"The boss is here!" "The boss!"
To be continued...