Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 197: Fighting Until Dawn

On the rock peak, the sharp-eyed Liu Yu quickly noticed the ten people who joined the battlefield. He looked at Yi Feng and asked, "Brother Feng, who are these ten people?"

"They are the hunting team members who were taken out for special training by the clan leader. They have been in seclusion to break through. They should have just come out of seclusion when they appear now." Yifeng said casually.

"All of them are fourth-grade, with strong bodies. If they are equipped with mechanical beasts, they will be an elite team." Taoist Priest Liu who was watching the battle gave his evaluation.

"That's all, not worth mentioning." Yifeng said modestly.

Liu Yu rolled his eyes and said, "Brother Feng, you are getting more and more arrogant now. These are ten fourth-grade warriors, and I only have two or three men under my command."

"Brother Yu, don't compare yourself with the Forgotten Township. As time goes by, the local militia will continue to break through the fourth level. According to conservative estimates, within half a year, there will be a hundred people breaking through the fourth level, and the third level will be counted in the thousands." Taoist Priest Liu's words of advice were really discouraging.

Liu Yu became autistic and didn't want to talk.

"Let's stop watching. The battle situation has stabilized. Let's go back and have some tea." Yifeng greeted.

The two old Lius nodded and walked towards the pavilion.

It was quiet in the pavilion, and the two people lying flat under the light looked like they were asleep.

These two guys... I really have no strength to complain about them.

What's even more outrageous is not these two people. If you look up, you can see dozens of elf butterflies hanging on the beams of the pavilion, motionless, making gurgling sounds as weak as mosquitoes' hums.

Not long after, Yifeng came over and saw the two people lying down. He was speechless.

Could you two please pay attention to the impact? The guys are fighting each other.

"Kill!" Shouts of killing were heard everywhere. These were the shouts of the newly replaced hunting team members.

Faced with the endless influx of ghosts, they were not afraid at all. Instead, they were full of fighting spirit and their blood was boiling.

"Roar" What responded to them was the bloodthirsty roar and the ghosts rushing up the ladder.

Ghosts include: corpses, zombies, snakes, wolves, bears, cows, sheep, horses, rats, rabbits...

They mixed together and swarmed densely onto the village wall, stepping on each other just to taste the flesh and blood on the wall.

Bloodthirstiness is their instinct and there is no retreat.

Faced with such an offensive, the defense line was not broken. It can only be said that the ghosts were weak, the military and civilians were strong, and the civil engineering work of the Xuanxu Sect disciples was powerful.

On the rock wall, Yibao looked at the hunting team members who were coming to support by rappelling, and he couldn't help but frowned, because he had no soldiers to send.

In total, he sent out twenty teams of hundreds of men. Now, there is only one team of guards left on the village defense line. No, to be more precise, they are on alert, because the distance between the guards is too far.

"Should we gather the villagers to defend the village?" Undecided, Yibao walked quickly towards the rock peak.

The village clinic was already crowded with wounded soldiers, so they had to temporarily requisition the courtyard to treat the wounded. The pharmacists and temporary nurses were busy running around.

"Xiaoting, go tell the Ninth Elder to force a change of guard. There are too many wounded soldiers and it's almost impossible to treat them all." Wangmu said to Wangting who was helping him.

"Okay." Wang Ting nodded and ran towards the village wall.

There is only one reason for forced rotation: minor injuries are easy to treat, but minor injuries not leaving the line will only add to the injury.

So if you can change defense, do it. Bandage the wounds on the lower line of defense and rest to restore your strength. The lightly injured soldiers can be heroes again.

Not long after, Yifeng's curses could be heard from above the village wall: "Damn it, the injured ones, quickly change guards, the infirmary is running out of treatment, if you don't want to die, don't hold on, quickly change guards, bandage your wounds, and rest before going back up."

The back-and-forth scolding did have some effect. The soldiers and civilians, who felt they could no longer bear it, came out of their blood-curdling state and shouted loudly, "I need to change guard."

The hunting team members who were always ready to take the lead immediately ran over to change guard.

However, only a few people can wake up from their murderous eyes.

Seeing this, Yijiu had no choice but to lead the hunting team and select people to force a change of guard.

Those who are forced to change guards are those with blood all over their bodies and are unable to fire their guns.

Just like that, the second hunting team that had just arrived to provide support, and a team of guards guarding the village gate, totaling 300 people, went into battle, carried out a forced rotation of guards, and joined the fight.

"Those who are lightly injured, after bandaging their wounds, go to the village gate to gather, guard the gate while resting, and be ready to go again at any time." Yijiu drove the mechanical eagle to deliver the order.

Having the lightly wounded soldiers ready to go forward at all times is a last resort, because there are too many ghosts and they are difficult to kill, and it is impossible to kill them all.

"Xiao Jiu, the spears are almost used up, hurry up and bring some more. Oh, and there are also rockets." Yihuo's shout reached Yijiu's ears, leaving the latter speechless. He helplessly flew the mechanical eagle towards the village warehouse.

In front of the warehouse door, Yizhong looked at the mechanical eagle roaring towards him, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Here it comes again.

This pace is enough to empty the warehouse.

This was indeed the case. During Yijiu's subsequent back and forth movements, the spears and rockets were quickly cleared out.

Finally, he picked up the arrows, one by ten thousand.

This shows how fierce the battle was.

The battle was so intense that it lasted until late at night and the soldiers and civilians could hardly hold on any longer.

Shang Liangshan then dispatched three hundred spirit guards to slaughter the ghosts from the outside and ended the battle.

Even though the three spiritual guards took action to kill, the battle lasted until dawn.

The battle really lasted until dawn.

Under the brilliant light, phantom thunderclouds descended from the sky and began to wash the ground.

There were corpses everywhere. It was hard to describe the scene outside the village wall because there were piles of corpses.

Fortunately, the ghosts have very little blood, otherwise even with the phantom thunder cloud washing the ground, the area outside the village wall would become a dead place, and even the river would be polluted.

There were continuous "huh" sounds of panting. The soldiers and civilians sat on the wall of the village, breathing heavily, and felt that their hands and legs almost did not belong to them.

Because there were too many ghost corpses, the phantom thundercloud could not be consumed in a short time.

Shang Liangshan could only clear a path for it to send the seriously and moderately injured to the village clinic for treatment.

As for the lightly injured, the aunt and the little girl helped bandage their wounds and sent them back to where they should go.

The villagers who were pulling horse-drawn carriages to transport the wounded were walking on the cleared road. Looking at the piles of ghost corpses, they were terrified and felt extremely nauseous.

Yifeng looked at the pile of ghost corpses that was more than four meters high under the village wall, and listened to the roars coming from below the pile. He said to Yibao, "Tell the guards protecting the convoy to be careful of attacks from the ghosts who are not dead under the pile of corpses."

"Don't worry, Great Elder. I have already given instructions before coming here." Yibao replied with a fist salute.

"Let the ungodly sort out the arrows and recycle as many as they can. There are less than 20,000 arrows left in the warehouse."

"Yes." Yibao took the order and took a dozen guards to release the ungodly people. He watched them sort it out, and the phantom thunder cloud swallowed up a pile of arrows.

The only people that Forgotten Village can mobilize at the moment are a team of guards, a small patrol squad, and temple guards, which is 160 people in total...