The fierce battle had just ended, and Holy Dragon city's soldiers began to clean up the battlefield.
Although this wave of attack by the corpse clan's heavy cavalry failed, there would inevitably be the next wave of attack. Tang Zhen wanted to continuously tear the corpse clan monsters apart and eat them up bit by bit.
They used cannons to bombard the undead while luring them out to destroy them. No matter how many soldiers the undead race had, they couldn't afford such a consumption.
Seeing the Holy Dragon City soldiers pocketing the brains one by one, the loucheng soldiers of Centaurea Valley were extremely envious. These brains were not the cheapy Level 1 or Level 2 brains. Each of them could be compared to a hundred.
It was a pity that in the battle just now, they had been playing the role of a bystander. No matter how thick-skinned they were, they were too embarrassed to go up and take a share.
