Chapter 866 Section 97 Frontal Combat
Chapter 866 Section 97. Frontal Combat
"You are..."
The old council chairman's eyes fell on Yingge who stayed behind, as if he saw something: "Are you a companion of the King of the North? Then please accept the hospitality of Gucheng..."
"Deli, take people to guard the city hall. I think these rats will go crazy like their tails are burned."
...
The wind in the sky lifted Annan's black hair and wizard robe.
The front-line camp was just ahead, and there were also the grain teams gathering one after another.
Annan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley... There was so much food, it was impossible for them to not touch a bite.
"Who is it!"
The guards on the sentry ran out and confronted Annan who landed outside the camp uneasily.
Ilimoyas did not release the dragon's might, but the existence of the dragon itself was frightening.
"I am the King of the North, Lord of Free City, Annan Reeves, coming on behalf of Councillor Watts, where is the Holy Grail Knight!"
"The Lord Holy Grail Knight has taken the warriors to the front!"
"Have you eaten the food?"
"What?"
"Food transported from Lesio Valley!"
"Uh... yes."
It's still too late...
Annan sighed, hoping that the situation has not reached the point of no return.
"Gather everyone, the food transported from Lesio Valley has been contaminated by ratmen, are there any mages in the camp?"
"Yes... yes..."
The guards were stunned by the news Annan brought.
"Let the mages find a way to purify the plague, I will go to the front to inform them!"
The blue dragon took off again, leaped over the camp and rushed to the front.
...
The northern part of the Kingdom of Dimon.
The ratmen and humans form a dividing line here.
This is the last line of defense for the Hell Ratmen to sweep across the country. If they fail here, the ratmen will march straight in and reach the capital.
So the Holy Grail Knights led the warriors who withdrew from the Snow Mountain Fortress and have been fighting here for more than ten days.
Fortunately, Middle-earth helped share the pressure and let them hold on.
"I feel a little uncomfortable..."
The captain of the guards who was recruited after delivering the food frowned.
The person in charge of leading this group of "new recruits" was a rough man. He laughed: "Haha, is it your first time on the battlefield? Be careful not to pee your pants later."
"No, I'm not feeling well..."
My head was dizzy and I wanted to vomit: "We were caught in heavy rain on the way here and soaked in cold water. I may have a fever..."
"Bear it for a while, clean up these ratmen, and we can go home and have a good rest."
The man who hadn't been home for a long time sighed and gently stroked the names of his wife and daughter engraved on his arm...
"Get ready for battle!"
The cavalry ran past their formation with the sound of horse hooves and roars. At this time, something strange happened.
The cavalry fell from the horse, screaming in pain, their bodies twisted like twists, their skin cracked, and horrifying granulations grew.
The fallen cavalry was like a source of infection, and the same scene appeared in the human array on the battlefield, bringing chaos.
"What happened to them!?"
When the rough man was at a loss, the captain of the guards beside him suddenly fell to the ground and screamed the same way...
...
"The curse of human toys! It has come true! Beat the war drum!"
The rat tide coming from the north, guarded by the champion rat team, the tribal chief wearing countless golden ornaments stood up from its carriage.
The rat man riding on the back of the giant rat beat the leather drum, and the rat tide approached the human battle line with a dull drum sound.
The soldiers on the front line were forced to face the rat tide, but the battle line collapsed at the touch of a button. They finally stopped the rat tide, but were suddenly knocked down by their roaring companions and their throats were torn.
The Holy Grail Knight and his guards were forced to disperse, enduring the pain to clear out those companions who were deforming and still had reason...
But as the rat priest began to cast a spell, the fluorescent green evil energy arced and fell among the humans, and the originally stable battle line was in jeopardy, even though the strength of this rat tribe was much lower than that of the rat tribe in the Gray Mountain Range, and they didn't even ban magic.
The Holy Grail Knight blocked the greatest pressure. He led the guards to fight bloody battles in the rat tide. No matter the elite rats or the wild rats, they couldn't stop their charge, but the rats were endless.
"Sir Holy Grail Knight, we have to prepare to retreat!" The knight's entourage holding the bloody sword rushed back to the Holy Grail Knight.
"Retreat? No! The Lesio Valley is still harvesting in autumn. If we retreat now, the Dimon Kingdom will be finished!"
"But the ratman's curse of unknown origin has begun to affect the professionals! If we hold on any longer, we will all die here and become monsters driven by the ratman!"
"Then, you take a guard to retreat to the rear, tell them our situation, and let them prepare..." The Holy Grail Knight sighed and suddenly roared: "We will fight a bloody battle with the ratman here!"
"Bloody battle!"
The warriors raised their swords and stabbed at the sky, and a shadow vaguely appeared.
...
Annan overlooked the chaotic battlefield that stretched for several miles.
With the help of the hillside terrain and solid walls, the ratman tribe could not surround them from both sides and could only attack head-on.
But the chaos that broke out from time to time in the human array put them in danger.
It was still too late... But fortunately, there was still a chance to remedy it.
"Ilimoyas!"
Annan wanted the blue dragon to land in front of the Holy Grail Knight, but she misunderstood and suddenly began to dive, taking a deep breath and exhaling dragon breath, clearing a large group of rats on the front line, and then crashing down!
The diffuse dust dispersed, revealing the outline of the blue dragon and the boy on its back.
The battlefield was briefly silent for a moment.
The humans stared at the figure in amazement. The chieftain of the tribe stood up suddenly, shaking his jewelry: "Human thing... die... die!!!"
Faced with a pair of scarlet eyes, Annan activated three amulets at the same time without hesitation.
Skeleton King, Mr. Svarro, and Dean Blechheim appeared at the feet of the blue dragon one after another.
"Gentlemen, the battlefield is left to you. Drive these rats out."
Mr. Svarro raised his staff, and the gem inlaid on the top of the staff suddenly shot out a scorching Omus beam, like a hundred-meter-long arrow. As Mr. Svarro turned the staff, the passing Omus beam instantly cut the waists of thousands of ratmen along the fan shape.
Dean Blechheim finished casting the spell at this moment, and three circles of magic circles appeared in front of him.
Three huge fire element elders appeared in the summoning circle. As they cast the spell, fifteen circles of smaller summoning circles began to appear on the periphery, and fifteen giant fire elements emerged. Fifteen giant fire elementals continued to cast spells, summoning seventy-five large fire elementals from the seventy-five circles of summoning arrays that appeared on the outermost periphery.
"This battlefield is just right for me to exert my power." The Skeleton King's soul fire swayed, and he squatted down to communicate with the dead on the battlefield.
"Wake up, unwilling undead--"
The earth seemed to come alive, and a dull heartbeat came.
Throughout the battlefield, the dead human soldiers and ratmen climbed up. The soil broke open, and the dead buried deep underground crawled out one after another. They formed a tide of undead that was more powerful than the rat tide, and rushed towards the ratmen.
These ratmen bullied the Holy Grail Knights because there were no mages under their command. Now, it's time for them to taste the bitter fruit.