Blood tax

Chapter 533 Griffith Is Causing Thunder

Griffith's will connects every beast.

The moment the Commodus Legion arrived on the outskirts of the city, the wild beasts scattered in the town and the tomb were gathered.

In less than one night, the entire town had been infected and turned into a barracks of undead creatures.As time goes by, the number of infected bodies will increase.

The troops led by General Busey did not have time to wait for the artillery to arrive, and took the lead in attacking.They had just destroyed some of the black crystal towers on the edge, when they were targeted by wild beasts pouring out of the streets.

The spear hit the front of the beast, deflecting off the dense bone armor.What responded to the legionnaires was a thicker and sharper bone spear, smashing towards the shield wall.

"Oh!"

When the legionnaires who formed the shield wall defense were neutral, several of their large shields were pierced and flew backwards.

Busse, who led the attack, noticed that the weapons of the legionnaires had difficulty breaking through the front of the beast.As a seasoned commander, he immediately realized that the formation should be expanded.

However, Busey did not give orders to the herald and the messenger, but instead closed his eyes and prayed to a certain existence:

"Your Majesty, the big shield can no longer withstand the current firepower.

"The Arcane Council upgraded the psionic infantry and gave up the big shield to use dual swords and battle axes. The route is correct. Under the current conditions, the benefit of increasing damage has exceeded the defense bonus.

"I suggest attacking their weak side armor. Move three squadrons and get behind these monsters!"

It was Commodus's consciousness that responded to him in the void.

The order was carried out almost immediately.The legionnaires blessed by Commodus immediately dropped the shield wall, like tentacles stretched out, stretching the front to the two wings.

While the main force was holding back the front, several centurions and sergeants led the team to leap forward to the flank of the beast.The leading sergeant raised his armor-piercing throwing gun, aimed at the gap between the brazen beast's side armor and the brain, and threw it away.This blow shattered the throwing spear on the solid carapace, but the bone armor was also obviously twisted and broken.

"Confirm that the attack is effective!" The centurion waved and pressed, "Ready for salvo!"

The legionaries raised their spears in unison, aimed at the position where the armor had been broken, and fired another stormy volley.

At this moment, it seems that every squadron has become an extension of the commander's will.

The dense wind pressure made a piercing hum like tearing linen, and the beast that was set on fire flew all over with flesh and blood, and was knocked down on the spot.The legionnaires who threw their spears drew their swords and stepped forward without stopping.

The beast that was originally standing in front of the defense line was attacked from two directions immediately, and the formation was compressed a little bit.There were even squadrons of infantry marching hastily behind the lines.Their goal is to penetrate the defensive line of the beast's flanks and complete a pincer attack with the main force in front.

Erza, who was watching the battlefield all the time, saw this scene: "Is this the domain bestowed by the God of Dreams? The smoothness and response speed of the division of troops have surpassed the limit, as if everyone can listen to Commodus' voice at the same time, it is he Tentacles of will...

"Influencing or dominating small combat units is the same type of authority as yours."

Griffith's voice already had a kind of emotionless depression: "I sent a clone to intercept the troll, the troll is the bait, it doesn't matter.

"Only Commodus, the duel of the hand of God is the key to determining the outcome."

His will became more and more immersed, entering a kind of selfless concentration.He seems to be able to touch the flow of illusory spiritual energy, his mind is extremely clear, and he extends to endless life in a joyful and fulfilling experience.

In the dark, Ersha noticed that part of Griffith's will seemed to have soared, and descended on the beast at a key position!

The beast behind the battle line quickly moved forward, its huge body ran over the wreckage, blocked the bloody road, and sniped in the streets and city walls.

At least ten beasts turned from facing the enemy from the front to cover on the two wings, blocking the path of the legionnaires' breakthrough with their solid frontal armor.One even broke away from the battle line, crossed several streets, and occupied an isolated stone bridge.

A whole three squadrons of infantry had just bypassed the houses and walls of the town, trying to hit the undead creatures from behind by surprise.However, the beast stuck on the stone bridge has stopped at the head of the bridge, and there is a rushing river under the bridge.

"Kill it!"

The musketeer had brought eight heavy muskets and approached the beast under the cover of the building.Following an order, muskets fired in salvo, and the lead bullets directly hit the beast.

"At this distance, the lethality of the musket is enough to penetrate the breastplate. Skirmishers, step forward and occupy this bridge!"

Just as the commander gave the order to continue advancing, a scream suddenly came from his ear.

A musketeer flew upside down and was pinned to the wall behind him like a bug.Blood foam was dripping down the pale bone spurs that pierced him.

"That thing is still there!"

The huge undead creature turned out to be unscathed.It was slowly moving its body, taking a pose on the narrow bridge head, its sturdy breastplate tilted towards the infantry on the opposite bank.

Griffith's will came upon this beast.At this moment, he even felt that his suppressed heart was boiling with the will to fight.

Before the infantry could shoot again, the beast shot out bone spurs one after another, shooting the exposed musketeers to the ground one by one.

A musket capable of killing a hoplite could not pierce the carapace of this beast.Perhaps only the Extraordinary can deal with it!

After the Musketeers' attack failed, a witcher had arrived at the position.

Since the beast kept facing the south to suppress the legionnaires, this Extraordinary cautiously touched it from the east.

Theoretically, the demon hunter's psionic-enhanced throwing spear could penetrate the carapace of this monster, but due to the obstruction of the building, he had to get closer to the target until he approached the river.

"Continue to attack!" The commander ordered his subordinates to continue to attack. Just when he thought he had caught the beast's attention, the beast suddenly moved.

The witcher knew at once that he had been spotted.At such a short distance, whoever can shoot first will win!With a wave of his hand, the flaming javelin shot out.The Brutal Beast also shot out a bone spur laced with acid.

The commander who led the team watched his Extraordinary being shot down to the ground, and the beast shook after being shot, but did not fall down.

"Attack, now!"

Without the fire support from the Extraordinary, the unselected commander could only order the entire squadron to rush towards the stone bridge.

Soldiers crowded on the narrow bridge deck, one after another were shot down by bone spurs.After finally rushing to the front of the beast, the monster waved its tentacles covered in bone armor and fought with the soldiers' battle axes and maces.

Wild beasts blocked the bridge, and soldiers had to jump into the river if they wanted to get around it.The infantry, who had an absolute superiority in numbers, couldn't take down this monster for a while.

"Get out!"

The soldiers suddenly heard Commodus's order.They stepped back, only to see several trolls flash past them.

The troll grenadier with the grenades rushed up quickly and threw several grenades at the feet of the beast.After a dull explosion, broken bone armor and tentacles flew into the sky.

However, the beast was still not killed.Most of the exploded body lay across the bridgehead, and fragments were scattered all over the ground.

The trolls in Commodore's army could only blow up another round, and finally blasted the way forward for the infantry.

……

Griffith lost contact with the destroyed Brutal.The moment he left, he was even weak for a while, and fell to his knees directly.

Erza hurriedly supported him, and handed him a bottle of refined psychic potion: "This is too much burden for you, Griffith, retreat for a while, and I will fight Commodus."

The defenses are crumbling.Commodus' legionnaires and troll warriors tore apart the array of beasts from all directions.

Although the Brutal Beast's attack power is very powerful, it is also a limited and expensive unit.After the battle entered a stalemate, it could not withstand the onslaught of a large force; more importantly, there were Extraordinary in Commodore's army, who could suppress the wild beasts in a face-to-face attack.

As long as the wild beasts are eliminated, the tombs that produce undead creatures will be exposed to the direct attack of the legion!
"Do not."

Griffith drank the psychic potion in one gulp, and the fiery breath rushed straight into his brain.He wiped away the blood gushing from his nose, and stood up again:

"This is only the beginning! My friends, the show is just beginning!"

Erza only felt that he was on the verge of falling.The burden of directly commanding a large number of life units is about to overwhelm Griffith's will, but there is still a satisfied smile on his face.

Erza heard the rustling sound, like countless silkworms gnawing on the mulberry leaves.When she looked back, her pupils suddenly shrank.

She stood at the top of the pyramid, and it was from this position that she could see that when the legion broke through the defense line of the beast, a gray-brown frenzy swept over!

More than a dozen suture monsters mixed with a large number of living corpses and self-explosive balls poured out of the buildings in the town like a tide.They hide in basements and wine cellars, drilling out the black mud in groups.At the moment when the wild beast retreated, the tide of corpses rushed towards the legion with the aura of devouring the world and hysterical madness!

At this time, Commodus's heavy troops looked like rocks standing in the turbulent waves, being beaten by one after another.

Between the heavens and the earth, amidst the extremely stern wailing, the armies of the living and the dead collided violently, devouring and destroying each other at a frantic speed.If either party is half weak at this time, there will be no bones left to be bitten.

However, at this moment, Commodus' army retreated counterintuitively.They were pursued by the tide of corpses, leaving countless corpses along the way.

Commodus lost?
Erza felt that the victory was a bit unbelievable.If this continues, the retreating legion will never escape the pursuit of the corpse tide.However, when she looked closely at the legion's movements, she found that they were retreating quickly and without chaos. Even the eyes of these retreating soldiers were clearly full of extreme fanaticism and blindness!

This is a trap!

Griffith's army has rushed out of the black mud from several directions, and it is about to roll up the legion and push it down the abyss.

However, just as they broke away from the black mud, several crazy trolls rushed out of the legion!They had already ignited the cluster grenades on their backs, and rushed head-on towards the tide of corpses approaching.

"Griffith, self-explosive soldier!"

Erza almost jumped up.

Bombers hiding behind infantry lines!If it hits the tide of corpses, it will be a destruction!
"It's not just a few self-explosive soldiers, watch me lure them away!"

Griffith's reaction was extremely fast.The consciousness blessed by the ruling helmet is roaring!He assembled his troops, and while the self-explosive troll was attacking, he stopped chasing and pulled back, and even separated several teams of sparse living corpses and self-explosive balls to hit the troll.

Destruction is only in an instant!

Several trolls collided with the separated squad of living corpses and exploded together.However, there were still several clusters of dense living corpses and self-explosive balls blocking each other's retreat path, and they were blown up when the troll rushed in front of them.

"boom--!"

Pieces of troops melted before their eyes.The offensive of the corpse tide is suffocating!
Griffith's heart tightened instinctively, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, Commodus, who was watching the battle, raised his long sword and pointed at the town covered in black mud.

"Now, let Cannon speak!"

Commodus's second wave of offensive has arrived.Unlike before, this time he threw in artillery for fire support.

The new twelve-pounders had taken over the nearby hills and high ground.

"Boom!!" A fiery storm rushed towards his face, as if the air was also burning.The artillery group bombarded the retreating corpse tide and the town behind indiscriminately, pouring down like a meteor shower falling from the sky.

The Legion regrouped and returned to the battlefield under the cover of artillery.They fought step by step, and every time they occupied a stronghold, a group of trolls carrying bombs were left behind.

The tide of corpses gathered quickly, retreated, and sent small groups of troops to the rear along the way.

Governor Commodus's entire army.Finally, his body trembled slightly.However, he quickly stabilized his consciousness and ordered to the Extraordinary around him:
"The death knight's counterattack is coming.

"Deploy demon hunters and rangers along the way, my king will bless you!
"This strike aims to completely defeat the enemy!"

(End of this chapter)