Chapter 188. One Man Is Worth an Army
The next morning, just as dawn broke, a large force was already gathering in the western part of the city, mainly composed of the local mages.
They adopted a wave-like advance strategy, which simply means sending out a vanguard first.
Sweep away the undead in front and set up a temporary camp at a designated location.
After holding this position, another wave of mages will set off, arrive at this temporary camp, and continue their advance, like waves pushing the previous ones forward, pushing them even further.
Thus, as they continued to advance, the camp and the city maintained a relatively unobstructed road.
Supplies can keep up, the wounded can be sent back, and the exhausted can be rotated, so that there will be no situation where one effort is followed by decline and exhaustion.
After all, in the territory of the undead, if the team weakens and becomes exhausted, it means that these people are likely to be wiped out, with no hope of survival.
But undeniably, this is a war, a war between the living and the dead.
In Egypt, such wars are almost commonplace, so they are not surprising.
There were quite a few teams seeing them off. Everyone understood that this was a real battlefield where life and death were at stake, and no one could guarantee a safe return.
However, destroying the mirage pyramid was a must. Unlike the scattered groups who were timid and fearful, most of the mages of the Guardian were proud to destroy the mirage pyramid and protect the city-state!
These support teams were naturally included in the ranks, and they met with Staff Officer Fenner, who was in charge of this mission.
She was a woman who should be over forty years old. You could not see any feminine softness or charm in her, only the competence and sharpness of someone who had been through many battles!
Upon seeing this staff officer, Zhao Manyan specifically told Mo Fan, "I've got my eye on this one, you can't take it from me."
"Hehe. Don't worry, I won't steal it." Mo Fan said with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.
Although this Fenner isn't quite up to par, ultimately, he's not his type.
Undeniably, Lao Zhao's tastes are always quite unique.
As the two were talking, Staff Officer Fenner, with a stern and unsmiling expression, said sternly, "You just follow the group. The Poison Gold Mummy is your responsibility."
"We will do our best," Nan Jue replied.
The team began to move forward. The road had been cleared, and there were not as many undead as before. The team arrived at the camp five kilometers away without any problems.
With the arrival of the second wave of personnel, the entire army advancing on the pyramids continued their advance. This time, their target was a high slope fifteen kilometers away from the pyramids. They had to establish a foothold on that slope before they could continue their advance!
"There's a group of Poisonous Golden Mummies on the rear side of the high slope. They are masters of poison and quite despicable. They always hide behind other mountains of corpses and poison others without anyone noticing, making them extremely difficult to guard against. Our mission is to eliminate them, at least to ensure that the main force can gain a foothold on the high slope. This way, we can retreat into the barrier. So, we don't necessarily have to fight the Poisonous Golden Mummies to the bitter end." Nan Jue added this extra instruction before setting off.
Mo Fan didn't pay much attention to these things, so Nan Jue had to take on the main responsibility.
But Mo Fan's strength is undeniable.
In fact, no one paid much attention to Nan Jue's reminder.
This age is precisely when one is at the peak of pride and arrogance!
Later, as the main force gradually approached the high ground, the National Government team, under the cover of a group of shadow mages, circled around to the rear of the high ground.
Once you cross this dusty hillside, you'll see a vast expanse of golden-green that shimmers in the sunlight.
Upon closer inspection, one would discover that it was the poisonous golden skin of the mummies. These strangely behaving mummies were lying collectively behind the high slope, almost covering the entire sloping hillside.
And this group of mummies exuded a strong aura of death!
When the Nationalist government's first wave of forces failed to reach the poisoned mummy, the Egyptian Guard dispatched another team, seemingly distrustful of them!
Seeing the Egyptian guards charging forward like that, Zhao Manyan couldn't help but complain, "Damn, why are these people so impatient!"
"They don't believe us," Mu Tingying said with a hint of dissatisfaction. She didn't like being looked down upon.
"If these poisonous mummies huddle together like this and spew out poisonous smoke, we won't even be able to get close to them. This poisonous smoke is terrible; those guys are going to be enveloped in it. Don't they know how potent those toxins are?" Jiang Yu said.
"They're just throwing their lives away. If it were really that easy to solve, we wouldn't be needed," Jiang Shaoxu sneered.
"Anyway, these idiots have already charged in, so everyone can do whatever they want." Mo Fan said this and then left.
He was not afraid of any of this, after all, he possessed the Xuan Snake Demon Armor.
These undead are menacing to others, but to him, they represent a huge gold coin harvest.
"Boom!!!"
After donning the Xuan Snake Demon Armor, Mo Fan could completely ignore the poisonous mist from the Poisonous Golden Mummy.
He easily crossed into the horde of poisonous golden mummies, and then, countless lightning bolts began to appear!
Poisonous Gold Mummies are quite different from other undead. They do not possess the thick defensive armor and powerful bodies of those undead. Once their poison cannot be fully exerted, their combat power is actually quite average.
Furthermore, faced with the devastating onslaught of a mage like Mo Fan, they were quickly thrown into disarray.
After the thunderous bombardment, came the raging flames!
Immediately afterwards, the gale tore through, space was crushed, and darkness encroached.
Mo Fan alone routed the mummies.
It can be said that although Mo Fan is just one person, his firepower is equivalent to a hundred-man army!
The main problem is that the poison of these golden mummies is useless, and they have no other abilities besides poison, and they are extremely fragile.
Under these circumstances, Mo Fan could simply go around killing indiscriminately!
But to be honest, these Egyptian spirits seem to have brains.
You see, the spirits we encountered in the ancient capital were all fearless and ruthless, but unexpectedly, the spirits here are actually able to escape.
Shouldn't the undead be fearless and undaunted?
Thinking about it carefully, it might be related to the spirits of the Egyptian dead.
After all, Khufu was a fighter who would fight if he could win, and run away if he couldn't.
Its undead legion is like that. It seems plausible, even reasonable.