Chapter 187 The latter is more terrifying

On the long plank road extending from the shore into the water, a large number of oak planks were rotten and weathered, and when the black-clad soldiers stepped on them with their straw sandals, they made clear creaking sounds.

The canoe rocked in the water, creating ripples, and one after another the black soldiers jumped onto the plank road and ran toward the street at the dock.

Several short child army scouts lowered their bodies and ran in three directions outside the dock.

After making sure there was no danger, Horn climbed up the plank road that was full of holes, holding on to the wooden board.

Walking to the end of the plank road, the entire pier appeared before Horn's eyes.

The Autumn Island Pier was larger than Horn had imagined. Although it had been abandoned for hundreds of years, its original scenery could still be seen.

On the dockside, you can see rows of brick and stone warehouses and shops lined up on both sides of the street, but most of them are just ruins.

In the corners of these houses are faded Abasi mosaic tiles, and next to the columns are bird's beak-shaped positive and negative wavy moldings.

Among the ruins, there are many small wooden houses or brick and stone houses with thatched roofs.

The appearance of this mixed shape, combined with the long bridge mentioned earlier, suggests that there was most likely an El town or legion station here.

After the fall of the El Empire, it is unclear whether the El people moved away or the beastman servants rebelled and occupied the island.

Since they had no El technology, the beastmen could only borrow the local infrastructure and make simple modifications.

The reason why the beastmen nowadays behave so trustworthy is probably because they have been assimilated into the El culture unconsciously in order to adapt to these advanced infrastructures.

The wooden oars rocked, and the boat broke through the mist and lake water and rowed towards the broken bridge.

Victor commanded everyone to drag wood, bricks and fences from the ruins, pile up mud, and build rows of small barricades between the street and the lake.

This was a skill they had learned during the bloody battle of Jeanne d'Arc.

Horn stood in the middle of the barricade and looked toward the center of the island. In the dim light, he seemed to see groups of houses and a protruding tall tower.

According to the beastmen, the tall tower is the altar of the Blood God.

As soon as the boat left, and the barricade was not even completely built, a burst of urgent whistles was heard.

"Dududu-"

In the fog, the figure of the child soldier gradually became clear. He staggered over, covering his right arm, which was covered in blood, and kept blowing a whistle.

The ground shook and mist passed through their hair, swirling in the mist.

A dozen creatures, about the same height as humans but covered with more than a foot long brown-red hair, jumped out of the fog, lay on the ground, and ran over clumsily.

"Roar——" The hoarse roar attracted everyone's attention.

"First row, turn right," Victor shouted immediately, "Clockwork guns, ready!"

Ten clockwork guns extended from the unfinished barricade and were aimed at the approaching hairy monsters.

It has to be said that the Holy Gunner actually has to turn the clockwork key first when dealing with a sudden attack.

Horn felt really nervous when he heard the creaking sound of the winding spring. It seemed that the improvement of the clockwork gun had to be put on the agenda.

Fortunately, the hairy monsters were quite far away and ran quite slowly, while the whistle of the child army scouts was quite timely.

"Aim!" Victor shouted.

As soon as Victor finished speaking, the child scout quickly jumped over the barricade and rolled to Victor's feet, shouting in a pretentious manner: "Kill it!"

"Praise the holy wind!" When he could finally see the appearance of the hairy monster clearly, Victor finally gave the order to fire.

In an instant, the bodies of the ten holy gunners shook at the same time, and hundreds of iron sands burst out instantly. Almost at the same time, the bodies of the seven or eight long-haired monsters in the lead trembled.

But the strange thing was that they neither screamed nor struggled, and they didn't even bleed. They just suddenly fell down.

The other hairy monsters behind him didn't show any sign of being frightened. They continued to run straight towards him without even changing their speed.

Horn frowned: "Jeanne!" Jeanne immediately walked past the crowd and stood behind the second row of pikemen. Since the effective killing range of the clockwork gun was only thirty yards, after the first row was finished shooting, it was the turn of the pikemen and Jeanne.

"Roar."

The hairy monsters that were originally running on the ground came to the barricade and suddenly stood up, and twenty long spears pierced through their bodies without dodging.

A fishy smell immediately burst out, and Horn, who was standing further back, subconsciously covered his nose.

But the hairy monsters showed no signs of injury. Even though they could feel the firm flesh after the spear pierced into them, they still could not be killed.

Some even had cuts on their necks, but they were still able to move.

The body of the spear monster stretched across the barricade, and the arm hidden in the long-haired hand swept across violently, bringing up a gust of strong wind.

Even though they were wearing breastplates and helmets, three soldiers were knocked to the ground. Blood flowed from their sleeves. They covered their arms and ribs and screamed in pain.

Is it true that he was born with supernatural powers?

Horn's eyes widened. He thought it was the beastman who was talking nonsense. The strength was almost as strong as a bear.

Seeing those spearmen fall to the ground, the hairy monster lay on the barricade and wanted to flip over and chase them, but a dazzling white light mixed with angry roars pierced its brain.

Trembling all over, the hairy monster fell to the ground amidst the strong stench of burning and decay.

Several medical service soldiers behind Jeanne stepped forward, dragged the wounded out of the army formation, and immediately began to treat his injuries.

As for their vacant positions, they were filled by the spearmen and sword and shield soldiers behind them, and Pasrick took the opportunity to move to the front row.

He stood in the front line, with flashes of light, mist and flames in his hands, but they could not affect the hairy monster at all.

It was not until the long sword in his hand pierced the hairy monster's neck that the monster fell heavily to the ground.

As if he understood something, Pasrick shouted to the crowd, "Their weak points are their heart and the back of their neck! Stab them there!"

After hearing what Pasrick said, they immediately stabbed at the heart or tried to pierce the monster's neck.

A spearman pierced the monster's heart, and the monster, which was originally full of energy, suddenly fell heavily to the ground.

It actually works miraculously.

The remaining spearmen immediately stabilized their line, and the two rows of spears shook, constantly thrusting out and pulling back mechanically.

But those hairy monsters seemed unaware of their own weaknesses. They didn't block or evade and rushed straight towards them.

Despite this, the spearmen retreated from the first barricade to the second. After all, the enemy had thick skin and flesh, and it was still difficult for them to accurately pierce the neck or heart every time.

Fortunately, Jeanna was there to support them. Every time lightning flashed in her hand, three or five long-haired monsters would fall to the ground with black smoke coming out.

With the joint efforts of the Holy Gunner, Jeanne and the spearmen, these dozen long-haired monsters, and later another dozen monsters that rushed out from nowhere, nearly fifty long-haired monsters fell between the barricades.

On Horn's side, more than a dozen soldiers also fell one after another, but fortunately, they only had fractures and no one died.

After finishing off those hairy monsters one by one, Jeanna gave the remaining soldiers the order to "remain on guard" and then returned to Horn.

Horn was surrounded by four or five guards, while Pasrick stepped on the chest of the hairy monster, burned the hair on the monster's face with a torch, and then cut it off with a knife.

As strands of long hair fell off, as Horn had expected, the face of a beastman appeared before Horn's eyes.

Seeing those hairy monsters walking on all fours and attacking from time to time, Horn had some vague guesses in his mind.

"A demonized beastman?"

Standing next to Horn, Pasrick's usually crazy expression suddenly became so solemn: "No, they have been dead for a long time. These hairy monsters are zombies."

"Zombie, do you mean the zombie from vampire?"

Pasrick looked at the tall tower looming in the mist in the distance: "Either there is a vampire living there, or the Sicheng Hermitage has mastered the art of necromancy... But to be honest, I think the latter is even more terrifying."

(End of this chapter)