Chapter 187 The latter is even more terrifying
On the long plank road extending from the shore to the water, a large number of oak boards are rotten and weathered. When the straw sandals of the black-clad soldiers step on them, they are emitting a clear sound. Creaking sound.
The canoe swayed in the water, causing ripples in circles. One by one, the soldiers in black jumped onto the plank road and ran towards the streets of the dock.
Several short Boy Army scouts lowered their bodies and ran out in three directions outside the dock.
After confirming that there was no danger, Horn supported the plank and climbed up the plank road which was full of loopholes.
Walking from the plank road to the end, the entire pier is revealed in front of Horn.
The Qiumu Island Pier is larger than Horn imagined. Although it has been abandoned for hundreds of years, its original scenery can still be seen.
On the shore of the pier, you can see rows of brick and stone warehouses. There are rows of shops on both sides of the street, but most of them are only ruins.
In the corners of these houses are faded Abasis mosaic tiles, and beside the columns are beak-shaped front and back corrugated moldings.
Among the ruins, there are many small wooden houses or thatched roofs placed on brick and stone houses.
This mixed shape appears, and combined with the previous long bridge, there is a high probability that there was an Ayr town or legion station here.
After the fall of the El Empire, it is unknown whether the El people moved away or whether the lycanthropic servants rebelled and occupied the island.
Without El technology, the lycanthropes could only borrow local infrastructure and make simple modifications.
The current batch of lycanthropes are so trustworthy. It is most likely that they have unknowingly been assimilated by El culture in order to adapt to these high-end infrastructures.
The wood pulp shook, and the boat broke through the fog and lake water, rowing towards the broken bridge.
Victor directed everyone to drag wood, bricks and fences from the ruins, pile the soil on top, and build rows of small barricades between the street and the lake.
This is a skill they learned in the bloody battle at Fort Joan of Arc.
Horn stood in the center of the barricade and looked towards the center of the island. In the looming area, he seemed to see groups of houses and an abrupt tower.
According to the beast-turned-people, the high tower is the altar of the Blood God.
As soon as the boat left, and the barricade was not even fully set up, a rapid whistle sounded.
"Dududu——"
In the mist, the figure of the Boy Army gradually became clearer. He staggered over and ran over. He covered his right arm, which was covered with blood, and kept blowing in his mouth. Whistle.
The ground shook, and the mist passed through their hair, creating a vortex in the mist.
More than a dozen creatures, which were about the same height as humans but covered with brown-red hair more than a foot long, jumped out of the fog, lay on the ground, and ran towards them clumsily.
"Roar——" The hoarse roar attracted everyone's attention.
"First row, turn right," Victor immediately shouted, "Clockwork guns, prepare!"
Ten wind-up guns stretched out from the unfinished barricade and aimed at the runners. Here comes the hairy monsters.
It must be said that the Holy Gunner had to twist the clockwork key first when responding to a sudden attack.
Hearing these "crunching" sounds of winding the clockwork, Horn was really uncomfortable. It seemed that the improvement of the clockwork gun had to be put on the agenda.
Fortunately, the hairy monsters were far away and ran very slowly, but the whistle of the scouts of the Boy Army was quite timely.
"Aim!" Victor shouted.
As soon as Victor finished speaking, the boy scout jumped over the barricade and rolled to Victor's feet. He yelled in a mocking manner: "Kill it!"
"Praise the Holy Wind!" When he could finally see the appearance of the hairy monster, Victor finally gave the order to fire.
In an instant, the bodies of the ten holy gunmen shook at the same time, and hundreds of pieces of iron sand shot out instantly. Almost at the same time, the bodies of the seven or eight hairy monsters in the lead trembled.
But the strange thing is that they neither screamed nor struggled, nor even bled, but suddenly fell straight down.
The other long-haired monsters behind him showed no signs of being frightened at all, and were still running straight towards them, without even changing their speed.
Horn frowned: "Jean!" Jeanne immediately crossed the crowd and stood behind the second row of spearmen. Since the effective damage of the clockwork musket was only thirty yards, the first row of shooters That's it, it's time for the spearman and Jeanne.
"Roar."
The hairy monsters that were originally lying on the ground and running came to the barricade, suddenly stood up, and twenty spears immediately stabbed out, It pierced through their unavoidable bodies.
A fishy smell exploded immediately, and Horn, who was standing further back, subconsciously covered his nose.
But the hairy monsters showed no signs of injury. It was clear that there was a tight feeling of flesh after the spear was pierced, but they still could not be killed.
Some even had cuts in their necks, but they were still able to move.
The body of the spear monster leaned over the barricade, and the arm hidden in the long-haired hand suddenly swept across, bringing up a strong wind.
Even though they were wearing breastplates and helmets, three soldiers were still knocked to the ground. Blood flowed from their sleeves. They covered their arms and ribs and screamed in pain.
Is he really born with divine power?
Horn's eyes widened. He thought it was the lycanthrope barbarian who was talking nonsense. This strength was comparable to that of a bear.
Seeing the spearmen fall to the ground, the hairy monster lay on the barricade and wanted to turn over and pursue it, but a dazzling white light mixed with angry roar penetrated its brain.
Trembling all over, amidst the strong smell of burning and rotting, the hairy monster fell to the ground.
Several medical servicemen behind Jeanne came forward, dragged the injured out of the military formation, and immediately began to treat his injuries.
As for their vacant positions, they were filled by the spearmen and sword and shield soldiers at the back, and Paslik took the opportunity to step into the front row.
He stood on the front line, flashing light for a while, blowing mist and flames for a while, but it could not affect the hairy monster at all.
It wasn’t until the long sword in his hand repeatedly penetrated the lower part of the hairy monster’s neck that the monster fell heavily to the ground.
As if he understood something, Paslik shouted to the crowd: "Their weak points are the heart and the back of the neck! Stab there!"
Hearing Pasili When Ke spoke, they immediately stabbed the monster in the heart, or tried to penetrate the monster's neck.
A spearman pierced the monster's heart, and the monster that was originally full of energy suddenly fell to the ground heavily.
It actually works wonders.
The remaining spearmen immediately stabilized their line, the two rows of spears shaking, constantly thrusting out and withdrawing mechanically.
But those hairy monsters seemed to be unaware of their own weaknesses. They did not block or dodge at all, and rushed towards them.
Despite this, the pikemen still retreated from the first barricade to the second. After all, they have rough skin and thick flesh, and it is still difficult for them to accurately pierce the neck or heart every time.
Fortunately, Jeanne was there to help. Every time lightning flashed in her hand, three or five hairy monsters would fall to the ground while smoking black smoke.
With the cooperation of the Holy Gunslinger, Jeanne and the Lancer, these dozen hairy monsters, and later another dozen monsters rushed in from nowhere, nearly fifty hairy monsters Fell between the barricades.
On Horn's side, more than a dozen soldiers also fell one after another, but fortunately, they only suffered fractures at most and no deaths.
After finishing up the hairy monsters one by one, Jeanna gave the order to "continue to be vigilant" to the remaining soldiers and returned to Horn.
Horn was surrounded by four or five guards, while Paslik stepped on the hairy monster's chest, burned the hair on the hairy monster's face with a torch, and then cut it off with a knife.
When strands of long hair fell, just as Horn expected, the face of a lycanthrope appeared in front of Horn's eyes.
Seeing those hairy monsters sometimes walking on four legs and sometimes standing and attacking, Horn had a vague suspicion in his mind.
“A demonized beastman?”
Standing next to Horn, Paslik’s usual crazy expression turned out to be so solemn: “No, they have been dead for a long time. Yes, these hairy monsters are zombies.”
“Zombie, you mean the vampire zombie?”
Paslik looked at the tall tower looming in the mist in the distance: "Either there is a vampire living there, or the Scales Priory has mastered the necromancy... But if you really want to say it, I even think that The latter is even more terrifying.”
(End of this chapter)