Although the distance is very far apart, the monsters rushing towards the army are indeed ghouls. At this time, this twisted and weird beast rushed out of the mist, roaring with beasts while rushing straight towards the giant sword soldiers. Leto noticed that although the formation of ghouls was quite messy, it was still a bit orderly overall. It seemed that the vampire had already arranged a rough battle formation at the fastest speed.

The harassment of the cavalry just now did not seem to have the expected effect. However, that's all.

However, it is a bit surprising that vampires actually make ghouls beat forwards. All records clearly point out that although they look wild and weird, ghouls are actually quite cowardly creatures. As long as they are unfavorable in combat or find that there are many enemies, these monsters will choose to escape. The reason why they enter the battlefield is that they are powerful magic and will suppress the vampire. Therefore, although the ghoul's claws are poisonous on the surface and have a strong ability to endure damage, their combat effectiveness in actual combat is mediocre. It's okay to fight a tailwind battle, let ghouls be responsible for the assault - this makes you wonder what the vampire wants to do.

"Why do vampires let these ghouls be forwards?" Leto asked the people around him. He originally thought that the vampires would send his elite guards of the desolate grave as the forwards.

"Your Highness, I guess it's probably because he didn't expect the bat group to be destroyed so neatly." A subordinate replied. "He originally expected to rely on bats to entangle artillery soldiers. If so, it would be no wonder to place the ghouls on the right wing. But when he found that the bat group could not delay for much time, he could only let the ghouls attack, because it was too late to change the battle formation."

"Ha, that's all." Leto was in a good mood after his reasonable explanation from his subordinates. The vampire has lost his most difficult troops - indeed, these bats are the most troublesome troops. They may not be able to say that they have any combat power, but they are absolutely extremely difficult. According to the information, vampires frequently ask the bat groups to take on tasks such as cutting off the rear, harassing, and surprise attacks, and the effect is very good. The Bin tribe is helpless with bats, which makes them unable to pursue the retreating enemies in every small battle. As long as they pursue, they will definitely be intercepted by the bat groups, and then they will watch the Immortal Legion withdraw in the battle with these small animals.

"Tell me my order, let the musketeers prepare, and the ghouls shoot when they enter the range." Leto lazily issued this order. He was not worried about the ghouls at all. Perhaps a round of musket shooting could scare away these monsters, because this time there was no black magician supervising them. If there was no magic suppression of the black magic, the ghouls would easily escape.

However, the vampires can no longer make any tricks. Leto glanced at Bernando beside him. The latter really stared into the distance. To be honest, Bernando and other church guys were really too cautious and actually made a spoil to find a way out for themselves. Do they think they would lose this battle that would win?

At this moment, somewhere far away from the battlefield, Yilan was sitting on a chair, holding her chin with one hand and staring at the images emerging in the air ahead. Beside her, another figure wearing a gray-white cloak was standing, watching with him.

In front of them, a mirror seemed to condense into the air, clearly showing the battle at the purple stone at this time. This picture was not the picture seen by people on the battlefield, but was condescending, as if the birds saw from a bird's eye view. This picture seemed not affected by the mist that enveloped the battlefield at this time, and everything was quite clear.

"It's so interesting. Those things don't look like ordinary ghouls. Enlarge the camera." Yilan looked at the vampire's right wing's assault troops with interest. These ghouls have entered the range of muskets, so now there is a constant stream of white smoke from behind Ryan's army. It is muskets shooting. However, it seems that there is a very interesting phenomenon - muskets do not seem to have any effect, because no ghoul is knocked down by bullets.

The picture was magnified. Now, it seems a little different to the charge. They are much larger than ordinary ghouls - but that is not simply bigger. Although this ugly and huge monster is very similar to a ghoul and has a gait like a ghoul and trotting forward, their eyes are shining with terrible evil light and full of desire for battle. Their bodies are also far harder and stronger than ordinary ghouls, and bone spurs can be seen protruding from their spines.

"These things are... I remember that it seemed like they were named tomb ghosts?" Yilan recognized these monsters.

"So that's how it is." The gray-white cloak sighed with emotion. "It seems that we have pushed the Blood Duke too tightly. He had to make a final choice in order to survive."

"Haha, it's true that the man I like, he's really strong. It's far more cruel, resolute and ruthless than I expected." Yilan smiled. "If he wants to create an evil ghost in the tomb, he should have cut his blood vessels and let the ghouls suck his precious blood. He has created so many... I remember that I didn't find such monsters in my last observation, which means that these were created at one time. I think, maybe I'm going to risk my life last time."

"But as far as things go, it's worth it." The gray-white cape analyzed in a calm tone. "You see, bullets have no meaning to these monsters. They are about to rush into the enemy formation. I remember that this biological metabolic system is deformed, but it can tolerate even the worst trauma."

"Letto didn't seem to find these not ordinary ghouls, but it's too late to find out now." Yilan said. Her tone was very relaxed and she didn't care about the battle at all. "That idiot, he arranged the cannons too far... In fact, he shouldn't have chosen such a narrow place as the battlefield at all."

"There's nothing to do. He's just a primitive man on a wild planet after all." The gray-white cape also replied in a joking tone. "You can't ask too much... Oh, look, the giant sword soldiers can't stop the charge of these evil ghosts in the tomb."

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"Your Highness, those are not ordinary ghouls!" a general shouted.

No matter how slow Leto was, he had already noticed something was wrong. The musketeer's scattered shots were useless at all - even a ghoul was not defeated. If this makes people wonder if he had read it wrong, then the next thing will immediately reveal the truth. The archers and crossbowers in the rear began to shoot towards the sky as usual, using falling arrows to kill the enemy. However, they also did not cause any killing effect. Due to the proximity of the distance, Leto could see many "ghouls" inserted multiple arrows, but they continued to rush over, seemingly not caring about the injuries on their bodies. Ordinary ghouls are not as big as that, nor the vitality to endure such a degree of damage, nor the courage to be cruel and warlike.

Leto's lips shivered. He had already noticed his fatal mistake, but it was too late. He could only hope that the giant sword soldiers could withstand the pounce of this monster.

These weird ghouls rushed into the queue of giant sword soldiers with an unusual cruelty and rapidity.

The giant sword soldiers are the elite of Ryan infantry. All members are equipped with high-quality breastplate and hold two-handed giant swords that can split the heavy armored knights into two sections. But these exquisite equipment did not win any advantage for them in this terrible battle. Groups of tomb evil spirits fought a bloody path on the front line with unimaginable brute force. The leading tomb evil spirits waved broken tombstones, decorative sculptures or graveyard fences and other rough weapons, swept all the soldiers who dared to block the way aside.

These huge creatures are not clumsy monsters, but a group of killing machines that move as fast as lightning. The battle line of giant sword warriors was quickly torn. The evil ghosts of the tomb waved their weapons or simply used their sharp fangs and claws to fight. The toxins on their claws were far more than ordinary ghouls. As long as the wounds caused by their minions, even insignificant wounds can cause human warriors to twitch and fall down in a few seconds.

"Magic! Magic!" Leto shouted at Bernando. He suddenly woke up from the numbness caused by the shock just now, realizing that he had to do something else. But his reaction was still a little slow, because Bernando was closing his eyes at this time and muttering something in his mouth, and he knew that he was trying to cast a spell at first glance.

"Damn, those black magicians interfered with us!" After a long time, Bernando opened his eyes and let out a curse. "However, we have an advantage in terms of spell casting distance. As long as we give our all, they will definitely not be able to break it!"

He closed his eyes again. This time, Bernando's expression became extremely serious, and he could clearly see sweat condensed on his forehead.

"Sir, don't panic. This is not a major crisis. It's just a failure in the battle." A subordinate next to him reminded Leto suddenly wake up. By the way, he didn't need to lose his composure at all. Now he is just a forward in the battle, and it's still too early to talk about the victory or defeat. Not to mention anything else, just the thick formation he took, it's not easy to break through.

Although these weird ghouls were still entering the giant sword soldiers' fronts and causing major casualties, their advancement was getting slower and slower. The giant sword soldiers were all well-trained veterans. They insisted on fighting and defeated several enemies. As a whole, these monsters were being stuck little by little, and their impact was being absorbed little by little.

Directly in front of Leto, other vampires' troops had already walked out of the mist. The formation of vampires was very simple, obviously in a hurry. The central part was almost all skeleton warriors, while the left wing opposite the armored knight was all zombies. Among the zombies, there were disgusting corpse transport vehicles. The vampires and the elite guards of the deserted grave did not appear, but they were likely to be hiding behind as reserves and preparing to find gaps to attack.

Bernando let out an angry shout, and suddenly, a lightning burst out from the turret, sweeping violently across the entire battlefield, jumping violently among the giant ghouls. The effect of this strike was better than expected. These monsters that looked like immortal bodies could not hold on in the blazing lightning and fell one by one. After each monster fell, the giant sword soldiers immediately rushed up and took the swords together until they were cut down. The twisted vitality of these monsters was really scary.

This magic became the end of the assault. The giant ghoul's offensive was curbed. When the lightning dissipated, the battle had completely turned into a melee and a tug-of-war. Although the attacks of these powerful monsters were still fierce, and many ordinary ghouls were continuously reinforced behind them, the giant sword warriors had stabilized their positions. Relying on excellent equipment and orderly cooperation, they dragged the enemy forward.

After seeing all this, Leto breathed a sigh of relief. He felt guilty and was always ashamed and angry as he was.
Chapter completed!