Chapter 1729: Militia square

The Demon Army retreated, and within less than half an hour, it retreated for dozens of kilometers.
The two-winged witches still acted as reconnaissance teams, patted bat wings, and dutifully patrolled the troops' routes.
After a while, they flew back again, flapping their wings.
"Great King of Pride! Enemies have appeared in front of them, all human soldiers!"
"How many people?" The arrogant king asked.
"About two thousand."
After hearing the report, the bone-spurred lizard lord said with a somber face, "We are surrounded."
Another demon lord said angrily: "Any two thousand humans want to stop us eight thousand demons?"
"Yes!"
"Crush them to pieces!"
The roar of roar echoed in the Demon Legion.
However, three of the demon lords were silent. Among them, the bone-spurred lizard lord.
The three lords were fortunate enough to have seen the undead army's fighting methods. They were obviously undead, but they were united by invisible big hands, and the strength they gathered together was heartbreaking.
The arrogant king knew this too, so she didn't hesitate to retreat after hearing more than 10,000 skeleton soldiers.
"After all, there are only two thousand humans in front. Destroy them, before the undead army enters the battlefield!"
The arrogant king immediately ordered. All the demons, speeding up, and soon saw the human army ahead.
Two thousand human soldiers, facing four times their own demonic army, did not have any timidity.
Their formation is extremely close, forming two squares, like strong barriers.
The ebony shield was erected, and the depression in the upper edge of the shield was erected with a hardwood gun.
Of course, whether it is a hardwood gun or an ebony shield, it is made of the unique ebony of the Dark Age plane, which is both light and durable, and strong and sharp. Ebony is also a specialty resource of this plane.
Roar, howl, hiss ...
The sound rang over the 8000 Demon Army. The flying demon, the demon running on all fours, and the demon with two feet moving forward, almost charged the militia square.
The militias are like two sturdy dams, and they have been hit by the wave of demons.
Stable as a rock!
The wall of strong walls brings together the spiritual power of a thousand soldiers in each square, forming the most solid and reliable wall of spiritual power. Even the strongest in the ranks of the king, don't even think about breaking them, because more than half of the soldiers in the array are elite individuals.
The Demon Legion can clearly see the face of the militia behind the shield, but no matter how hard they try, they cannot break the defense of the spiritual wall. Before this invisible retaining wall, the demons in the front couldn't rush in, and the demons in the back even stacked and stepped on the former to continue the impact.
A voice rang out clearly among the shouts of chaos.
"thorn."
The two phalanx militiamen fired at once.
The solid reef turned into a hedgehog in an instant.
Hardwood guns poke bleeding holes on the demons, then retracted.
The militias in the second column stabbed again, followed by the third and fourth columns, and they stepped forward in an orderly manner.
Although the demon soldiers have good individual strength, but before this precise assassination lineup like a spinning wheel, they still fall down one after another, and the health value is cleared in a round of stabs.
"A bunch of waste! Get out of here!"
A tall demon lord rushed forward impatiently, even stepping on the body of the weak monster and trampled it into mud.
The attack of the demon lord level still can't shake the strong wall array, but just makes the spiritual wall have a ripple.
Of course, the turns of the militiamen will not hurt the demon lord. The latter's body protection is too strong, and every loss is automatically replenished. It will take a long time to wear away these demonic lords by the stabbing of the militiamen.
The clear voice sounded again.
"Spiritual figuration."
All militiamen, at the same time, retracted their spears and headed overhead, releasing the spiritual power of darkness.
Countless dark spirits seem to be pulled by invisible hands, forming two dark giants above the militia square.
Each dark giant is a gathering of the spiritual power of a thousand soldiers.
This is a bit stronger than the spiritual representation of the skull formations that day, because the strength of the militia is better than that of the skeletons.
"not good!"
The demon lord who rushed to the front didn't have time to exclaim, and was struck by a dazzling black electricity, and his head rose into the sky.
The spiritual figure on the left is holding a long and narrow knife in his hand, and only one decisive blow killed a demon lord.
The spiritual power figure on the right condenses the violent dark spiritual power into a giant stick, swept it up and swept for a week, and the demon troops that piled up in front of the team suddenly blew green blood, causing casualties.
In the militias, Herbart was a little excited, and the two spiritual giants also had his part.
"Master Christos, what you call" the way of "is so great!"
Bai Xiaowen, who was beside Herbart, smiled slightly: "The way of must have the right army to start, and it would be embarrassing to lose the support of the army."
Compared with the previous time, Bai Xiaowen, who only operated two spiritual giants, became more skillful, and his spiritual loss was not as high as when he operated ten giants.
Of course, the so-called ease is only relatively speaking. The manifestation of spiritual power is still not depleted, so Bai Xiaowen did not cast the spiritual power figuration at the beginning, but only started when the demon lord came into battle.
Even with heavy casualties, the demon's offensive is still fierce.
Bai Xiaowen can absorb the demonic soul, permanently destroy the demons, and cut off their chance of resurrection.
The problem is that the demons don't know this, so they are not afraid of death ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Sometimes, the demeanor's appearance absorbs the demonic soul is unknown, and it is also a negative effect. effect.
However, Bai Xiaowen didn't feel any trouble. He was fully prepared for this battle to wipe out this demon army. The enemy didn't want to run away, so it was convenient for him to wipe out all members, as long as his spiritual power could keep up.
"Master Christos, the reinforcements of the undead army have arrived. You must not let go of the arrogant king!" Herbart yelled excitedly.
Bai Xiaowen glanced at the arrogant king in the middle of the demon army, shook his head slightly, and sighed lightly. He didn't tell the truth so as not to hit the morale of the militiamen.
One by one, the demon lords led the troops to charge. Under the charge of no cost, the spiritual walls of the two strong wall arrays continued to tremble.
Bai Xiaowen's spirit and consciousness were connected to the newly arrived Squadron of the Skeleton Corps.
In an instant, ten spiritual giants rose again.