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Chapter Nineteen: I'm Back

Chapter 19: I'm back

Day 8.

At around five o'clock in the morning, a ray of light began to shine in the sky.

Because he was too tired yesterday, Zhang Shen was still sleeping.

Dongdongdongdong! Dongdongdongdongdong!!

A sharp knock on the door woke him up.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he yawned and walked over to open the door, and found that Ouyang Tianqi, Bu Lichen and Li Jing were all here.

"Why are you doing so early? What happened?" Zhang Shen was a little unhappy when woke up, but when he saw this scene, he knew that something urgent must have happened.

Li Jing looked like "I really admire you": "The whole Roger camp is in a mess, can you sleep so well?!"

At this time, Zhang Shen found that there were all kinds of sounds outside, such as running, shouting, screaming, and collision, mixed together, very harsh.

Moreover, at first glance, oil lamps, torches, magic lamps, and various lighting tools were turned on and lit up, illuminating the surroundings like sunny days.

"It's so noisy... Come in, wait for me for a while." Zhang Shen put a basin of cold water, soaked his head in it, sober himself, and then washed as quickly as possible to get everything done.

A few minutes later, Zhang Shen came to the living room again with a dry towel.

"What are you doing with such a loud drum outside? Is the hell army coming??" Zhang Shen complained while wiping his hair with a towel.

"It's unclear whether the hell army came, but Andalil's army has arrived." Bu Lichen suddenly leaned over and evaporated his hair to dry. Zhang Chan glanced at the white air coming out of his head, thinking that he had only seen this kind of scene on TV before, but he didn't expect that one day he could experience it personally. Destiny is really wonderful.

Li Jing glared at him and showed his dissatisfaction without any concealment.

Ouyang Tianqi saw all this and his eyes looked at Zhang Shen became strange.

"This kid has no appearance, no figure, no figure (embarrassing), and he can actually give way to Li Chen and Li Jing to fall in love with him. It seems that I, the reserve captain, still have some advantages."

"Now, countless monsters have gathered in the blood wasteland, and they have surrounded the Roger camp."

"Encircled?" Zhang Shen frowned, "Did they gather here at night? But, it's not right, such a big noise, it's impossible to discover it until now?"

Li Jing snorted coldly: "Move? You can tell what the situation is like when you see it with your own eyes!"

"I'm afraid that Roger Camp is not good this time. We're here too badly." Bu Lichen smiled bitterly and laughed at himself, "It's not that I used up all my good luck when I was drawing my abilities before, but now my luck is negative."

"Is it really that serious?" Zhang Shen looked at Ouyang Tianqi with his eyes.

The latter nodded and said, "It's far more serious than you think."

"As for how serious it is, you will understand it after taking a look."

Zhang Shen was a little frustrated by the words and deeds of the three of them. He brought a bag of paper, walked out of the house, and quickly walked towards the city wall.

After leaving the door, Zhang Shen was surprised to find that a road that ran through the north and south of Roger Camp had been blocked by Roger and civilians were not allowed to enter. On the very brightly illuminated avenue, professionals wearing various equipment were either one or two or three or five, trotting forward, or heading to the city wall, or going to the area where professionals lived in the north.

Looking at their expressions, they either tighten their faces and have no expressions; or they are nervous, panic, and uneasy, and they cannot see a relaxed face, and even the savages with a rough nerve feel the ultimate danger.

In addition, Zhang Shen also noticed that three-wheeled and four-wheeled wooden carts were driven from north to south, and there were Luoge around him, transporting large boxes towards the city wall.

The lights are on in residential buildings. Through windows filled with glass or covered with transparent paper, you can see several faces that are put together, casting countless gazes, either curious, worried, or fear.

Monsters have siege once or twice, but this is the first time even the residents of Roger Camp have seen this kind of formation.

Zhang Shen was infected by the special atmosphere and his heart began to feel heavy.

Not long after, the tall and majestic city walls came into view.

The city walls were densely packed with people; under the city walls, there were even more black and blue, and the professions were clearly divided. The former was arranged strictly according to the usual training, while the latter was in a mess, in groups of three or five, chattering, and even if you covered your ears, you could hear the loud voices of the barbarians.

The four of them took out their ID cards and climbed onto the city wall.

For a moment, Zhang Shen was stunned!

Everything in his sight made him begin to wonder if he had hallucinations or was in a dream!

With a glance, Zhang Shen's eyes were about to fall out, and her mouth was so open that an ostrich egg could be stuffed into it.

As you see, one after another—

Monster square formation!!

That’s right, just like the big-cost ancient war scenes seen on the screen, all kinds of monsters formed one square after another, densely packed, covering the entire blood wasteland!

Take the front-end cube array for example.

In Zhang Shen's impression, the short red-skinned demon, such as the Desolate Demon, kept calling "Rakanixiu" and "Rakanixiu" all day long, and it was difficult to stop for a moment like he suffered from ADHD. He was a very timid and noisy little monster.

However, everything in front of him slapped him hard!

These desolate demons whose lower bodies only had a piece of rotten cloth that looked almost exactly the same were standing quietly on the blood wasteland, their mouths closed and their yellow and white fangs were turning out from their lips.

The three black sharp horns on their heads were like swords and halberd formations, emitting a cold light, which was intimidating.

They held a wooden shield made of several pieces of wood in one hand, and held a wooden stick with sharp bones inserted at the top with the other hand, like elite soldiers who had received the strictest training, maintaining a standard combat posture, motionless, waiting for the moment when the commander gave the order, burning all their strength and launching an endless impact on Roger's camp!

Their commander is Rakanishu.

This blue-skinned monster stood in the center of the Sinking Rubik's Cube, which was particularly conspicuous.

The other quadras are like the Sinking Magician Cubic array, which is simply composed of a kind of monster, and then an elite/leader/leader monster stands in the center, coordinates the entire team, and issues orders.

Zhang Shen estimated in his mind that there were tens of thousands of monsters in this cube formation alone, not to mention the larger number of monsters such as skeleton warriors, skeleton archers, and Fallen Roger.

The Destroyed Demon, Skeleton, Zombie, Fallen Roger, Orak, the Moon Clan... Zhang Shen knew and didn't know each other, forming a dense square array after another, standing quietly in the blood wasteland without even making any noise.

All of this gives people a very powerful visual impact and psychological pressure!!

Zhang Shen looked at Luo Ge and the professionals standing on the city wall and found that their faces were pale, and some people kept sweating down their foreheads, and they didn't dare to wipe them.

Perhaps because of the monsters outside the city wall, the city wall was also silent. Everyone unconsciously bit their lips, preventing a syllable from coming out of their mouths. Even the lips were bitten and blood stained the corners of their mouths.

Luo Ge's equipment is relatively simple, and it is clear that their clothes are soaked in cold sweat. When the breeze blows, the cold penetrates the flesh and blood of the skin and penetrates into the bone marrow, making their spiritual will seem to be frozen.

Zhang Shen had a straight face. After walking down the city wall, he found that his back was cold and wet, and his forehead was sweating. He wiped his hands several times on his clothes, but he still couldn't lose his hands.

For the other three, although it was the second time that they saw it, the impact and shock of their hearts were still strong. Li Jing bit her cherry lips, Bu Lichen's eyebrows were tightened, and even Ouyang Tianqi narrowed his eyes, flashing with splendor, revealing the uneasiness in his heart.

Recalling the previous conversation with Li Jing, Zhang Shen couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Movement? If those monsters gather with this "quality" and the dark night is still dark, how could the sentries in the Roger camp feel any movement?!

To be honest, Zhang Shen was a little lucky.

If these monsters suddenly launched an attack after surrounding Roger's camp, they were afraid that the city gate might be captured by a sudden force, so how could they allow everyone to be so "leisurely"!

After all, according to the news I just found out, the formation of the Blood Camp had existed before the light appeared in the horizon, and it had existed for at least half an hour!

What does this kind of siege in ancient wars mean by half an hour? Anyone with a little common sense knows it.

Perhaps everyone in Roger Camp would like to thank Andalil, because she wanted to fight a war with Roger Camp "openly" that everyone escaped...

There was noisy in my ears, but Zhang Shen, a small team of four people, was like a silent movie, and it was silent.

Suddenly, Ouyang Tianqi's narrowed eyes opened, and a strange light flashed, breaking the silence.

“I found a problem.”

He pointed to his left eye, which was blocked by his messy hair: "You all know that my eye has unique abilities. When I looked at it for the second time just now, I discovered some interesting phenomena."

"Don't keep it aside, say it quickly."

"There are problems with the formations of those monsters in the Blood Wasteland!"

At the same moment, Akara's small tent.

Akara, Kasha, Kane, Farah, nobility representatives, professional representatives... At this moment, all the high-level leaders of Roger Camp were concentrated in the small tent. If Andalil took them all, Roger Camp would definitely collapse.

The magic power was used in front of the sage Kane to condense a transparent pattern, and the outlined on it was the formation formed by countless monsters on the Blood Camp.

He took out the square array of the Destroyed Demon alone and enlarged it.

"After a quick look, this is an ordinary dense square array, but there is mystery hidden inside it."

"Through similar energy fluctuations, the main array can integrate the power of all individuals in the entire array into one and add it to itself, and instantly increase its strength by hundreds or thousands of times."

"At the same time, it can also produce an invisible power, similar to mental oppression."

"If the enemy does not have the corresponding power to offset it, the courage to fight will be lost over time."

"More than a hundred years ago, this power was called [military power]."

"In fact, this type of fighting was very popular at that time. It was created by the formation specially used to fight against the hell demons. It derives hundreds of changes during its heyday. Unfortunately, most of them have been lost to this day."

"No doubt this is Andalil's provocation."

"She uses what she learned from humans to deal with humans in turn."

"This is her revenge."

[PS: Finally signed the contract... There should be recommendations next week. The life of running naked is so painful and miserable]
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