Chapter 1195

Fortunately, the effect was quite good now.

Most of those large skeletons had been crippled by their own people.

Tang Ruan once again drained her spiritual power dry, using Taunt to draw the attention of most of the iron-armored skeletons in Zhao Jing's territory, then unleashed two consecutive Lunges, pulling them all outside the broken walls.

Zhao Jing swallowed hard.

He stared blankly at the enormous Tang Ruan in the distance.

"That belongs to Zhao Chi?"

He could hardly believe it.

The elves beside him were equally stunned.

But they didn't let this opportunity slip—now with a better output environment, they were all firing with all their might.

Zhao Jing also roared: "Quick, the remaining enemies are all low tier skeletons, hurry up and kill them! Everyone except the longbowmen and sharpshooters, get down there and hold them off in melee!"

"Understood."

The elves on the tower saw their morale lift slightly.

One after another, they leapt down from the defense tower.

Using their dual blades, they swiftly cut down enemies at close range.

The elves on the tower also rallied their spirits once more, steadily firing down at the skeletons below.

Outside the walls.

Tang Ruan no longer used Flesh Wedding Dress.

She simply held the attention of over a hundred skeletons firmly.

The skeletons swarmed in, looking utterly tiny before the gigantic Tang Ruan.

They barely reached Tang Ruan's waist.

But they showed no fear whatsoever, attacking without hesitation.

In an instant, Tang Ruan's waist and legs took dozens of hits.

These skeletons were weak, but their aggression was fierce.

Ants can gnaw an elephant to death, let alone skeletons wielding weapons.

Tang Ruan's armor durability dropped rapidly.

Yet as the skeletons hacked furiously at Tang Ruan's leg armor, their own leg armor clanged noisily.

Numerous slash marks appeared on their leg armor.

Quite a few Tier One skeletons were also attacking.

But when they struck Tang Ruan hard, cracks appeared in their own leg bones and waist bones.

Soon, these Tier 1 skeletons all had their legs and waists broken, collapsing to the ground.

This was the 15% thorns effect of the Mystic Maiden Battle Armor.

It was very effective against those fragile Tier 1 skeletons.

It wasn't just Tang Ruan—the eighty female spearmen who charged in afterward were the same.

The skeletons attacked these brave female soldiers madly.

However, the more frantically the skeletons attacked, the better the thorns effect worked.

Quite a few Tier 1 skeletons were hacked apart by their own reflected damage.

If this were ordinary armor, these female soldiers would have had to hesitate.

But this Mystic Maiden Battle Armor had extremely high durability, allowing the skeletons to keep hacking away for a long time.

"Lunge!"

"To the left, there are more skeletons over there."

"Just now a skeleton attacked me—I hadn't even struck back, and it shattered itself from its own reflected damage."

"Right, I ran into that too."

"Charge—we'll rush into the skeleton horde and let them hit us, drawing fire for everyone!"

"Good, Lunge!"

Bang bang bang bang!

The female spearmen were like steel nails.

They advanced in formation with synchronized Lunges.

The skeletons met the charge head-on without fear, but that put them right onto the spear tips.

Under the might of these Shadow-Catching Moon-Chasing Spears, the fragile skeletons couldn't resist at all.

The long iron spears were virtually unstoppable; ordinary Tier 1 skeleton soldiers shattered on contact.

Even Tier 2 skeleton warriors couldn't withstand the formation.

Only Tier 3 skeleton wanderers could barely hold out for a moment—but only a moment.

And these weren't even the offensive-type female soldiers.

The offensive-type female blade soldiers were killing even more satisfyingly.

"Hurry, send some people over to reinforce this side."

"Whirlwind Slash!"

"We're right behind you, Whirlwind Slash!"

"Very good, everyone form up, attack together!"

The enormous Shadow-Catching Phoenix-Cry Blades were like cleavers.

Bone fragments flew everywhere.

Wherever they passed, the ground was white with bones.

Long legs trampled and pulled free among the white bones, stepping in.

One foot after another trampled and crushed the white bones.

Fortunately, they had a high degree of terrain adaptability; otherwise, on this ground carpeted with bones, they would surely have stumbled or twisted an ankle easily.

Waves of fragrance drifted through the air.

The female soldiers' body scent overflowed, completely masking the strange smell on the skeletons.

But these skeletons were completely unaffected.

Not a single skeleton was disarmed or had its gear swapped out.

After all, they had no real life, held no thoughts about these female soldiers, and naturally were not affected.

Perhaps this could be considered a state of "he who has no desire is firm."

Soon, the low tier skeletons nearby were almost all slain, leaving only tier 3 and tier 4 skeletons.

They all wore armor, their stats greatly enhanced, and were not easy to kill.

Coupled with their full-bar attack desire, they forcibly blocked the female soldiers' feet.

But it didn't matter—hard to kill could still be killed.

It just took a bit longer, that's all.

"Form up!"

"We'll go up first; you handle the two flanks."

"No problem. How's your stamina?"

"Don't worry, with the Carefree Spring, stamina isn't an issue."

"Good, hold the front for one minute, then we switch!"

"Works!"

"Go! Thrust!"

"We're joining in too—Whirlwind Slash!"

The female soldiers swiftly formed combat squads according to their usual drills.

The spearmen in front used long spears and Thrust to scatter the skeletons.

The saber troops behind used greatswords and Whirlwind Slash, hacking furiously to finish them off completely.

Even leather armor or iron armor was quickly broken through under the female soldiers' attacks.

Not far away.

The colossus skeleton turned around.

"Roar—!!"