Chapter 209 The Vampires Attack
Chapter 209 The Vampires Attack
The vampire army swept in like a tidal wave, engulfing the entire wilderness.
One hundred thousand elite vampire soldiers stood in dense formation, and the ground trembled with every step they took.
At the very front of the group stood seven or eight martial gods, each of whose aura pressed down on the northeastern prefecture city as if it were tangible, and the suffocating pressure could be felt even from dozens of miles away.
Three vampire dukes at the early stage of invincibility stood in the center of the group, their auras many times stronger than those of the God of War.
The atmosphere in the prefectural city was extremely heavy.
The 50,000-strong army had already assembled on the city wall, but the soldiers' faces did not look good.
They held brand-new weapons in their hands and wore brand-new armor, far superior to their previous equipment, yet their hands still trembled.
One hundred thousand elite vampires, and hundreds of martial saints and martial venerables.
There were also more than a dozen terrifying beings whose auras surpassed those of Martial Venerables.
This lineup is so strong that just looking at it makes your legs weak, let alone fighting it.
The people living below the city walls were in even greater despair.
They fled from various garrison cities to this place, thinking that the prefectural city was safe and that Ye Feng's arrival would bring hope.
Now that the vampire army is at the city gates, the oppressive aura of the three invincible beings can be felt even from dozens of miles away, and their last hope is about to be crushed.
An elderly woman with gray hair knelt on the ground, her hands clasped together, looking up at the sky, her lips trembling, muttering something unintelligible.
A little girl of about seven or eight years old stood beside her, clutching her clothes tightly, her big eyes filled with terror.
"Grandma, what are those red things?"
"Vampires." The old woman's voice was very soft, as if she were talking to herself, "The vampires have arrived."
The little girl couldn't understand, but she could feel her grandmother's hands trembling.
A middle-aged man stood at the foot of the city wall, looking up at the soldiers preparing for battle on the wall, then at the dark red tide in the distance, his lips biting white.
"Is even the capital city unsafe? We've fled from the first fortress to the second, and from the second to the third. We've been running for three years, covering hundreds of kilometers. Are we going to have to keep running in the end?"
"Do we even have a chance to survive this time?"
A woman crouched in a corner, holding a child who was crying, the child's voice high-pitched and shrill. The woman covered the child's mouth with her hand, afraid that the crying would attract the attention of the vampires.
But her hands were shaking so badly that she couldn't cover the child's mouth.
A young man stood at the front of the crowd, holding a broken knife he had picked up from somewhere, his eyes fixed on the dark red tide in the distance.
His lips were trembling, his teeth were chattering. He was terrified, but he couldn't back down.
Because behind him are his parents, his brothers and sisters, and his family.
On the city wall, the soldiers were trembling. They had served for many years and fought against the vampires for ten.
But I've never faced a situation like this before.
A young soldier leaned against the city wall, holding a brand-new standard-issue longsword in his hand, his fingers rubbing against the hilt.
"Can we hold the Northeast Prefecture?" he asked the old soldier next to him, his voice slightly weak.
The veteran glanced at him and remained silent for a moment.
"have no idea."
"But since Commander Ye has given us so much equipment, we have to give it a try."
"Try?" The young soldier gave a bitter smile. "The vampires have 100,000 elite troops, hundreds of Martial Saints, and over a hundred Martial Venerables. We have only 50,000 men, not even a Martial God, and only three Martial Venerables. What are we going to use to try?"
"And those dozen or so beings above the Martial Venerable level... are they all Martial Gods?"
"Can we really hold out?"
The veteran pulled a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a drag, and exhaled a puff of white smoke. "Are you scared?"
"Who isn't afraid?"
The veteran was silent for a moment. "I'm scared too. But even if I'm scared, I have to fight. The vampires are coming, and you're not going to fight? You're just going to wait for them to kill your whole family?"
"You fought! You fought! At least you still have a chance to survive. I served in the Northeast for twenty years and saw too many people die because they were afraid of dying. The more afraid you are, the faster you die. The less afraid you are, the greater your chance of survival."
"For Shanhe Prefecture! For our loved ones! We will fight to the death! We will persevere to the very end!"
The young soldier fell silent. He gripped the knife tightly, his fingers no longer trembling.
Another soldier spoke up: "General Ye gave us so much equipment and so much money."
"He told us to guard the Northeast Prefecture well and wait for his return."
"If we can't even hold out for a few days, how can we face him?"
"We can hold on!" a voice came from the crowd, followed by a second, then a third.
The voice grew louder and more resolute, converging into a torrent that echoed across the city walls.
"We can hold on! We can hold on! We can hold on!"
Standing on the city wall, Zhang Zhenshan listened to the increasingly loud shouts, his eyes reddening.
He turned around and looked at the dark red tide outside the city, taking a deep breath.
His aura had changed drastically.
It's completely different from three days ago.
Three days ago, he was still a half-step Martial God, stuck at a bottleneck and unable to break through.
Three days later, he became a true God of War, radiating the unique aura of a God of War.
Zhang Zhenhai and Zhang Zhenyue stood on either side of him; they were also martial gods, their auras equally calm and profound.
The three brothers have all broken through to the Martial God realm.
The three invincible vampires and seven or eight martial gods also noticed the changes on the city wall.
Their gazes traveled over a distance of more than ten miles and landed on the three Zhang brothers.
A vampire warrior sneered.
"Three early-stage Martial Gods? They're nothing but chickens and dogs. If it weren't for the blessing of the Great Dao, I could kill all three of them by myself."
As soon as he finished speaking, three even more terrifying auras suddenly erupted from the vampire army.
The three vampire dukes, all at the early stages of invincibility, simultaneously unleashed their oppressive aura.
Their figures rose from the depths of the army, hovering in mid-air, looking down at the northeastern prefecture city.
Those three auras pressed down on everyone's hearts like an invisible mountain, causing the entire city to tremble slightly.
"The Northeast Prefecture will surely perish today." Blood Fiend in the middle spoke, his voice booming like a rainbow, clearly reaching the ears of everyone present.
"With the personal presence of three invincible members of my vampire clan, who can stand against us? Your Grand Commander Ye Feng is probably already dead."
"He went to fight the number one prodigy of my vampire clan alone, and he still managed to come back alive?"
"Besides, don't expect those six martial gods to come to the aid of the Northeast Prefecture."
"I have already sent my vampire warrior to stop them."
There was a moment of silence on the city wall.
The newly ignited morale was instantly extinguished, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over it.
Some people couldn't help but cry softly, while others prayed silently.
This vampire clan actually has three invincible members.
The Northeast Prefecture doesn't even have a Martial God, does it?
What invincible expert is there who can resist the vampires?
Furthermore, the vampire duke Xue Sha was right.
Ye Feng went to fight Xue Ming, but Xue Ming was a late-stage Martial God.
Whether Ye Feng can win is anyone's guess.
What if he loses?
The vampire duke continued, "Furthermore, I have also contacted the machine race and the demon race to attack Great Xia together. Your Northeast Prefecture is destined to be isolated and helpless."
Dead silence.
The entire city fell into a deathly silence.
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