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Chapter 3563: 4.1163 Fierce Battle

Early the next morning, while it was still dim, the army was already assembled and set off.

Originally, Mo Lian and his forces had found a small breakthrough, charging into the village from the area with the fewest corpse puppets.

Now, after reconnaissance, the outer perimeter was completely blocked by corpse puppets.

Breaking out from within would require some effort.

Mo Lian and Fu San divided their forces into two routes, each leading half the men. Using firearms to clear the way, they acted like two sharp blades, cutting directly out of the corpse puppet den.

Dan Yi Su tried several times to reach Mo Lian's side but was always hindered, making her feel somewhat frustrated.

Dan Yi Su's cultivation was not high; on the Divine Continent, she could only be considered a person of ordinary talent. At twenty-eight years old, her cultivation was at the Spirit Realm Level Four, and her fire spirit had only ordinarily reached Fifth-layer Spirit Fire.

Of course, although Dan Yi Su's cultivation was low, no one would look down on her because of it. After all, she was an alchemist, and most of her time was dedicated to the path of alchemy.

"Your Highness." Huifeng leaped to Mo Lian's side, whispering, "This Dan Yi Su seems to have something strange about her."

An Liu turned and glanced back, then nodded. "Yes, Your Highness. Look, there are so many corpse puppets around her, yet not a single one actively attacks her."

Mo Lian, however, looked as if he was used to it.

"What do you think she relied on to get out of the corpse puppet den before?"

"Naturally, it's the pills on her body," Mo Lian said indifferently. "She must have formulated a drug that can temporarily mask all her auras."

"If the corpse puppets can't sense her, they naturally won't attack her."

Huifeng nodded thoughtfully. "Then this Dan Yi Su indeed has some abilities."

"She is a Divine Alchemist," Mo Lian said, giving a cold glance. "She naturally has some ability."

As they spoke, the group had already led the soldiers, carving a path through the corpse puppet horde, directly charging towards the outside of the sand wall.

The area was surrounded by sand, and during the battle, it was truly a whirlwind of dust.

Fortunately, they had all wrapped their mouths and noses with cloth beforehand. Fighting corpse puppets in the sandstorm, the group moved agilely and swiftly.

Countless long blades wielded by the soldiers sent corpse puppet heads rolling.

"Team one rests, team two takes over," came a command.

The teams advanced and retreated in an orderly fashion, positions organized. A thousand men replaced the previous soldiers, starting a new round of intense fighting.

In this manner, the team rapidly pushed forward.

Mo Lian suddenly paused his longsword and looked back.

He saw a fierce wind, with swirling sand extending endlessly, like a roaring giant beast, instantly swallowing everyone into the sandstorm.

The sudden gust of wind caused the formation to briefly become disorganized.

But quickly, everyone adjusted their pace, cooperating with each other as much as possible.

This elite unit was clearly battle-hardened veterans. They dealt with corpse puppets with great ease.

Mo Lian squinted his eyes slightly.

He had considered before whether to use large catapults to deal with these dense corpse puppets.

However, this idea was ultimately rejected by him and Fu San.

Firstly, these large catapults were very cumbersome. Although a single blow could take down many corpse puppets.

But as everyone knew, merely injuring the corpse puppets' limbs was largely useless.