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Chapter 1730: Chapter 132: Greet Little Demon Sovereign on behalf of my Old Ancestor! (Requesting monthly votes)_3

The distance of less than two miles was covered in an instant.

The patrolling soldiers on the eagle ridge fort’s walls had just noticed the pervasive black fog, but before they could react, shadow after shadow had already stepped onto the wall bricks, leaping up.

The city wall, dozens of feet high, seemed like flat ground to them and posed little obstruction.

“Boom!!”

A giant corpse puppet crashed down on the city wall, instantly leaving cracks in the bricks.

A huge metal war hammer drew a curve and fiercely smashed towards the guards on the wall, swift as wind and thunder, with an amazing momentum.

In the morning light, these corpse puppets, who surged up the wall like a tide, were wearing armor that shimmered with a cold light. Their specially forged bodies were exceptionally tall and massive, like giants made of steel and iron, exuding a menacing aura.

At first glance, they seemed almost indistinguishable from metal-forged puppets, except for the pervasive stench of decay, revealing their identity.

The wall guards were suddenly attacked, and a large group of them was smashed away in an instant.

As elite family soldiers of the Chao Clan, the corpse puppets refined by the Demonic Corpse Battle Team were not just Spirit Platform Realm but included Heavenly Human Realm, and even a few Purple Abode Realm puppets.

Although the defenses of Eagle Ridge Fort were considered elite troops, facing such a powerful enemy, they didn’t completely lose their formation, but under the absolute power crushing them, they couldn’t hold out for long and quickly collapsed.

Seeing that the city wall was about to fall.

At this critical moment.

Two battalions, about six or seven hundred people, suddenly charged up the wall from inside the fort, stopping the fierce onslaught of the corpse puppets.

The fluttering banners read [United Battle Group Luo’s First Camp], [Luo’s Second Camp].

Although the Cold Moon Luo Family was only a second-class prominent family, they had managed to cobble together two elite battalions, complete with weapons and equipment. It was unknown whether they intended to tightly cling to Princess Chuan Nan’s leg or Lord Changning Wang’s leg.

These were all elite members of the Luo Clan, among whom were Spirit Platform mid-late stage and Tianren Realm cultivators. As they charged and fought cooperatively, one corpse puppet after another was knocked off the wall.

With these two camps guarding the easily defensible Eagle Ridge Fort walls, the tide-like offensive of the corpse puppets was immediately paused.

“Where did these elite battalions come from?” The expression of the perched Enlightened One of the Mystic Corpse battalion changed slightly, and his tone suddenly became sharp, “Charge! Don’t delay the opportunity, don’t trouble the Young Master.”

But just as he finished speaking, two more battalions suddenly charged out from the right rear flank.

“You scoundrels of the Demonic Dynasty, why don’t you surrender quickly.”

The weapons and equipment of these two battalions were different from those of the Luo Clan, the colors of their banners were also vastly different, with Wang’s First Camp, Wang’s Second Camp written on them, with extremely high morale.

The Enlightened One of the Mystic Corpse changed his expression again.

However, before he could react.

Another large group of people charged out from the left rear flank: “Old Devil of the Mystic Corpse, why don’t you surrender quickly!”

This group had over a thousand people, with bright armor and an imposing aura, like a herd of tigers released from a gate, with unparalleled morale.

Their unique and self-expressive banners read, [Wu’s First Camp], [Wu’s Second Camp], [Wu’s Third Camp].

The Enlightened One of the Mystic Corpse turned black in the face, unable to change any further.

However, that was not all.

Right as Wu’s three battalions shouted, several more battalions charged in from directly behind, shouting, “Brothers, the opportunity to make a name for ourselves has come.”

The banners of these camps were even more chaotic, with some marked [Jiang] and others [Ying].

The entire battle group was undoubtedly a ragtag collection.

But their combat power was extremely formidable, especially since they surrounded from multiple rear paths. The black-robed cultivators of the Demonic Corpse Battle Team specialized in corpse control rather than close combat, and the number of corpse puppets left at the rear was not large.

With such a charge, the Demonic Corpse Battle Team instantly fell into disarray.

It was a trap!

The face of the Enlightened One of the Nine Yin Mystic Corpse had turned extremely ugly at this point.

It was not surprising that the commander of North Liang could predict that they would attempt to break through from Eagle Ridge Fort. After all, there were few routes available for marching in large formations from Huaiyin to Huaiyang. Even anticipating this wouldn’t be unexpected; it merely indicated that the opposing commander had a clear mind and meticulous arrangements.

This didn’t bother him either; after all, with the strength of the Demonic Corpse Battle Team, even if the guards of Eagle Ridge Fort were prepared in advance, it wouldn’t affect the outcome.

However, this suddenly emerged ragtag battle group completely disrupted his plan!

This is too strange! Where did North Liang get such a powerful battle group from?!

Could it be reinforcements from somewhere?!

The Enlightened One of the Nine Yin Mystic Corpse was filled with doubt, but his hands didn’t delay a moment. With a wave of his hand, a giant mysterious coffin “boomed” as it smashed onto the ground.

This coffin was pitch-black all over, adorned with eerie red patterns, used specifically to store corpse puppets—the Mystic Corpse Coffin.

Almost at the instant the coffin hit the ground.

The coffin lid was violently lifted, and a giant corpse puppet flew out from inside.

The huge wings “swished” open behind it, its form reflected in the morning light.

It was a giant corpse puppet far larger than normal, with a twisted and hideous face, and its body covered with a thick layer of bone armor. The massive wings on its back were riddled with holes, appearing extremely grim and terrifying.

Along with a strong stench of decaying corpses, the terrifying Divine Power Territory pressure spread like a landslide and tsunami, causing the surrounding pervasive demonic qi and evil qi to sway slightly.

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