Chapter 437 Melee!

The offensive of the Yin Corpse Taoist soldiers was blocked.

Corpse King Hong Ye roared angrily, spewing out a stream of corpse energy, which condensed into swords and other weapons, and was about to launch a counterattack.

Before he could take action, he heard a shrill sound breaking through the air.

A sharp arrow, engraved with countless evil-proofing talismans, was pointed directly between its eyebrows.

Hong Ye hurriedly spit out a corpse bead and blocked the arrow.

The long arrow was directly shaken into powder, and a few cracks appeared on the corpse beads.

He was startled and looked towards the direction of the arrow, only to see Bai Yu holding a long bow and firing arrows continuously.

Every time an arrow is shot, a zombie Taoist soldier larger than a golden corpse will be blown to pieces.

Bai Yu's archery skills have never declined over the years.

Now he can shoot an arrow through the head of a Japanese from eight hundred miles away.

Corpse King Hongye hurriedly commanded the Yin Corpse Taoist soldiers to form a circle and form a protective array.

Waves of corpse energy turned into shields, blocking the front.

At this time, the second wave of Lihuo flame bombs came, but they were all removed by the Taoist formation.

However, the corpse cloud could block Lihuo's bullets, but it could not block Bai Yu's bow and arrow.

His bows and arrows are extremely tricky, and can penetrate through various gaps in the formation. Sometimes one arrow can penetrate several rows of Yin Zhi Dao soldiers.

Under the double blow of Lihuo flame bombs and Baiyu bows and arrows, the Infernal Corpse Taoist Legion was rapidly reduced in number.

Corpse King Hongye also felt bad!

The enemy's large formation and arrow skills are too tricky.

After only advancing a few dozen miles, thousands of Dao soldiers were already lost.

Further forward, we are within the attack range of most pioneer monks.

By the time they reached the city wall, at least half of the tens of thousands of Yin Corpse Taoist soldiers had been destroyed.

Corpse King Hong Ye let out a low roar and retreated quickly with his Yin Corpse Taoist soldiers.

Among the corpses on the ground, the corpse queen was mixed in with the corpse tide. She originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos to make a surprise attack, but she didn't expect that Hong Ye's Yin Corpse Taoist soldiers were repelled.

She had no choice but to sigh and retreat quickly.

The main force of the Yin zombies retreated, and the tide of corpses on the ground also retreated like a tide.

In the sky, several fire clouds erupted, blasting tens of thousands of corpses into ashes.

In Yuhua City, a burst of earth-shaking cheers erupted.

"Retreat, retreat, the enemy retreats!"

"We held it!"

"Long live! Long live the City Lord! Long live Yuhua City!"

Everyone just felt that they were surviving the disaster and cheered.

Bai Yu found that the people's support increased by 5 points, reaching 63 points.

He struck while the iron was hot and declared:

"Hold on for seven days, Zhenhai City's reinforcements are about to arrive!"

The morale in Yuhua City has greatly increased, and there is no longer the fear and despair before.

Bai Yu quickly mobilized his troops and generals.

He divided the pioneer monks into five legions, four of which took turns to defend the city.

Shan Xiong, with eight hundred Taoist soldiers and an elite regiment, is on standby at any time for support.

The Weapon Refining Workshop and the Talisman Refining Pavilion began to produce magic weapons and talismans with all their strength to provide weapons and ammunition for the front line.

Medical monks and civil engineering monks are on standby for support.

After this command, although I can't say how amazing it is, it is still very orderly.

When Shanxiong saw it, he sighed in his heart:

"City Lord Bai is a heavenly being."

"I only studied in Zhenhai City for a few months, but my military planning is even better than mine."

How did he know that Bai Yu had mourned many princes and generals and gained countless experience in leading troops?

Bai Yu's command made countless pioneering monks feel convinced, and the people's support in Yuhua City actually increased a little.

People respect the strong, no matter how strong they are.

At this time, Bai Yu made up his mind:

"Another backhand was exposed. I have to find a way to make up for it with ten or twenty moves."

"Otherwise, if I expose a move in one day, wouldn't I have no trump card in three to five years?"

Regardless of what Bai Yu thought, another change occurred on the battlefield.

Zombie King Hongye no longer tried to complete his victory in one battle, but sent out waves of low-level zombies to push earth and rocks to fill the magma moat.

Slowly and steadily, start pushing forward.

Anyway, there are countless low-level zombies on Poison Fire Island.

He wanted to see if this human city could withstand several waves of consumption.

Although the city defense formation is powerful, it will definitely consume a lot of money if activated once.

It just depends on how many spiritual stones he has, and he can use a large formation to deal with low-level cannon fodder.

In the next few days, the two sides turned into a war of attrition.

A steady stream of low-level zombies charged, occasionally mixed with one or two high-level zombies.

On the Yuhua City side, the pioneering monks were organized to counterattack.

Only when it is really unstoppable will the Nine Lands Lihuo Formation be launched to clear the area.

In this way, low-level zombies will naturally be consumed in large numbers.

But occasionally, gold and silver corpses rushed to the top of the city, causing considerable damage to the pioneer monks.

On the afternoon of the third day, Lan Yuniang found Bai Yu in a hurry:

"The city lord is in trouble, supplies are running low."

Bai Yu raised his eyebrows and said:

"Is it a spiritual stone or a talisman? I have stored a lot of spiritual stones before, and I shouldn't have bottomed out so quickly."

Lan Yuniang said:

"It's a magic weapon. The spirit stones and talismans can last for more than a month, but the magic weapon is extremely depleted. It can last only one day at most before it bottoms out."

Bai Yu reacted immediately.

The cloud ship supplies from before included elixirs, talismans, and magic weapons.

The elixir talisman is small in size and requires a lot of preparation.

However, the magical instruments are large in size and occupy a large area, and are basically only configured on a scale of one or two pieces per person.

Normally, this would be enough.

During the past few days of fighting, the loss of magic weapons has increased rapidly.

Without magic weapons, the combat power of low-level cultivators will drop significantly.

If the magic weapon problem is not solved, they will not be able to hold on for the next few days.

Bai Yu knew that the situation was serious, so he immediately replaced the incarnation of wood to take command.

His original body quickly rushed to the weapon refining workshop.

In the weapon refining workshop, the sixth-level weapon refiner Mo Tianhong was working overtime with his subordinates to make magic weapons.

Seeing Bai Yu coming, Mo Tianhong wiped the sweat from his forehead and saluted hurriedly:

"Hello, Lord City Lord."

Bai Yu waved his hand and said:

"Master Mo, no need to be polite."

"How many magic tools can our refining workshop produce in a day?"

Mo Tianhong thought for a while and said:

"Lord City Lord, refining magic tools is not a one-day job."

"Take the lower-grade magic tools as an example. It takes at least seven or eight days for a low-level refiner to extract materials, refine embryos, and carve arrays."

"Even for refiners above level three, it takes two or three days, and the success rate cannot be guaranteed. The higher the grade of the magic tool, the slower it is."

"There are more than 3,000 people in our refining workshop now, and there are less than 1,000 real refiners. It is already a blessing to be able to refine 800 magic tools on average every day."

Lan Yu Niang next to him said:

"Lord City Lord, we have been fighting for days, and the loss of magic tools every day is more than 3,000. The production can't keep up with the consumption."

Bai Yu didn't say anything, but looked around the refining workshop.

He saw a fifth-level refiner who had just finished hammering the materials and started to cast the rough pieces.

Later, he had to carve the array patterns and so on. After this set of processes, even the most advanced refiners could not shorten the time much. It was nothing more than a high level of proficiency.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he had an idea.