Yes, defeat!

From the moment he lost the battle against the three powerful men in the Inhuman Realm, in Han Changying's view, this disaster was unavoidable.

Even the strong men in the "Inhuman Realm" can't kill the leader of the Haizhou Faction who turned into a monster. So, who else can stop him?

All they can do now is buy time for the people in the rear to move. As for where they can escape, this is not a question he needs to think about.

"Pattering..."

Feeling the cold rain hitting his face, he gathered his thoughts, stopped thinking about it, and just walked forward.

This is the central and southern section of the entire defense line. In order to block the spread of "ghosts", the Shengguo army deployed defenses along the Kun River that crisscrosses the north and south.

The strong men of the major sects were scattered, mixed into the army, and evenly distributed at various defense points.

The middle area is under the responsibility of Tiandao Sect, but the location of the leader is not here, but at Xiaguan, which is further north.

As for this side, a sect elder led the team.

Seeing Han Changying come out, a Tiandao Sect disciple who happened to be nearby hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Han, you're awake!"

"Well, how's the situation?"

"It's stable for the time being. You know, those ghosts move very slowly in the water. It rained heavily last night, the river swelled, and the water flow is fast. It will be more difficult for them to get over. They should be fine for a short time." The disciple said.

"Don't be careless, you must know that they are also changing." Han Changying was not so reassured.

As a monk who participated in the establishment of the entire defense line and had many battles with ghosts, he had long discovered that some of those ghosts were slowly getting stronger.

Or, to be more precise, it should have restored more of its previous strength.

This is most likely a sign that the "Head of Haizhou Faction" is recovering from his injuries and has increased control over him.

The reason why Han Changying was injured was largely due to carelessness.

"The patrol team is out?" As he said that, he looked at the camp and asked, not sensing too many of his fellow disciples' auras.

"Yes, the elders and the others just left and should be at the ferry now."

"Okay, I'll go over and take a look."

"Senior brother, your injury..."

"It's okay." Han Changying said calmly and immediately headed towards the ferry area.

…

It rained heavily last night and it was extremely muddy outside the camp.

He met some sergeants along the way and briefly greeted each other. Soon, he came to the river and then walked along the river towards the ferry.

That disciple was right, the river was indeed very fast today.

The water surface looks calm, without wind or waves, but in reality it is not.

Probably due to the turbulence, the river surface is more turbid than before. Coupled with the gloomy sky, the entire Kun River is dark and unclear.

"With such turbidity, I'm afraid we won't be able to detect any movement under the water in advance." Han Changying frowned and stopped by the river, feeling a little uneasy.

When he raised his head, he saw a sergeant carrying a bucket just in front of him. He came to the river and bent down to fetch water.

There seemed to be nothing wrong with this scene, but for some reason, Han Changying just felt that something was wrong.

What exactly is the problem?

It's because the shore is too muddy.

Or is the river too fast?

River water... river water...

Suddenly, a flash of lightning seemed to flash through his heart, and he suddenly shouted: "Back off!!"

The sergeant was startled and turned to look at him blankly, but still kept his bent posture. The next second, he saw a splash of water suddenly breaking through the turbid and rapid river surface.

A stiff arm stretched out and instantly pierced the sergeant's warm chest.

Blood sprayed out, and the soldier's warm body staggered and fell. The last scene left in his eyes was the light of Han Changying's sword.

"laugh!"

As the sword light slashed through, the arm in the river was suddenly broken into two pieces.

However, the ghost in the river did not make any cry of pain. It just turned its head and rushed towards Han Changying who was coming.

"Damn it!" Han Changying slashed at him with his sword and quickly killed him. But before he could take a breath, he was shocked to see a ghost emerging from the turbid sea water again.

Then the second one.

The third one.

The fourth one...

The death of the sergeant was like a signal.

Under the dim skylight, I could see that at this moment, densely packed hundreds of heads emerged from the turbid Kun River.

Floating in the river, staring quietly, while in the distance, more and more heads are popping up.

A rough count suggests it's tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands!

Han Changying's whole body was shivering with coldness, his face was pale, and he finally realized something.

"Woo..."

At this moment, he suddenly heard a horn blast coming from the direction of the ferry!

The voice was shrill and urgent.

That's the sound of an alarm.

Accompanied by violent fluctuations in vitality, it was obvious that the sect's inspection team had also discovered these ghosts crossing the river!

And such a huge number is by no means unusual.

General attack!

It's a general attack!

Han Changying suddenly realized that he was able to avoid the warning of the blockade and quietly mobilize such a large number of ghosts here. This was clearly premeditated.

The "Head of Haizhou Faction" actually chose this weak stronghold at this moment to launch a general attack?

Without any time to think about it, Han Changying immediately slashed out several rays of sword light to kill the nearby ghosts that had climbed ashore. He quickly retreated and rushed towards the camp behind him!

He knew very well that he could not defend such a large-scale attack at all. He had to rely on his tent to resist it and buy time to wait for rescue from other areas of the defense line!

Sure enough, just when he ran back to the edge of the camp, he saw that the huge military camp was already full of people, and the soldiers of the Sheng Kingdom had already formed their formations.

"attack!"

Following the camp officer's loud shout, countless flaming arrows were seen flying from the camp tent, across the sky, like a rain of fire, and falling towards the river bank!

This scene is spectacular.

But Han Changying's face didn't look good, because he knew very well that this kind of projectile had very limited damage to those ghosts and monsters.

Sure enough, a round of rockets fell, but it did not cause any casualties. Some of the arrows fell into the Kun River and disappeared quickly, and some of them pierced the bodies of the ghosts.

But these brave dead people, who were not afraid of death, rushed forward without any hesitation.

In the dark sky, there were waves of strange roars, accompanied by ghosts that were constantly crawling out of the river.

There are so many of them that they stretch as far as the eye can see, seemingly endless.

"kill!!"

In the camp, with a shout, soldiers holding shields and swords suddenly rushed out and fought with each other. Almost in the blink of an eye, the camp fell into chaos.

There were sounds of killing all around.

"Director Han! Left!" In the drizzle, an officer stood high above the camp, directing the attack. When he saw him, he immediately shouted.

Han Changying twisted around suddenly and saw an extraordinarily tall ghost in the battle group on the left. He was wearing a green shirt, with black hair hanging down, and his aura was particularly powerful.

Unlike most ordinary ghosts, this one was obviously a monk in life and was of a high level. Now it is holding a long stick. If it enters an uninhabited area, the surrounding soldiers can only resist it.

"I'm coming!" Han Changying stood up suddenly, the sword in his hand buzzed and trembled. He fought with him, but he couldn't kill him for a while.

"They have become stronger again!" Han Changying's heart sank.

Some time ago, the ghosts transformed by such monks only relied on instinct to fight, but now, they can actually use some combat skills, making it difficult for him to kill them in a short time.

"Could it be that the head of Haizhou has really recovered?"

As his thoughts flashed, Han Changying knocked the ghost monk away with his sword, and he fell into a trance for a moment.

"Get out of the way!" At this moment, someone suddenly shouted from the side, and Han Changying rolled forward almost subconsciously.

Then, he saw a metal spear coming through the air, piercing the head of a ghost monk who came behind him at an unknown time and was holding a heavy hammer!

"boom!"

The gun barrel was attached with vitality, and once it was pierced, it immediately detonated, causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere. A translucent insect flew out of the ghost monk's head, fell to the ground with a clatter, and quickly turned into pus.
To be continued...