Chapter 882 Loyalty and Gratitude!
Chapter 891 Loyalty and Gratitude!
"What the hell did these guys dig out from the ground?" Ravian also frowned. He led the knights to attack for several rounds, but the endless skeletons came out from the dark night one after another like ghosts.
"The evening of the blue sun! The newborn east sun! The crimson mist between the clouds! The bonfire-like dusk!" Lance waved his sword and used a few words to outline a grand picture like a choir! Its profound artistic conception and broad vision are unique in the history of human beings in Middle-earth!
"Find a way to repel them!" After Lance "praised" these guys, he still had time to guide others.
"Fire! Light a fire!" Mogus roared. Since there are no priests, fire is the best choice to dispel evil and darkness! No matter what kind of monsters and demons, they will always feel afraid of light and fire. As for how much effect it has? At least there is a psychological comfort!
"Huh!" As the long swords burning with battle flames splashed fire battle flames, the surrounding night was immediately driven away by the flames. Only then did everyone see clearly what they were facing!
"My Dragon God! These... so many undead... was this an ancient battlefield?" Lance's face was extremely ugly. A group of pale skeletons were quickly climbing over and crawling in the broken gap of the city wall. There were large "snow-white" objects moving in the darkness. The gap in the city wall that had been hastily repaired during the day had been pushed open again. The wooden and stone structure of the city wall was vulnerable to these skeletons with sharp claws and agile skills!
"Only the Dragon God knows! Knights! Charge!" Ravian muttered and then led his knights to charge! Although the twenty-one Cross Bauhinia Knights are not many, and they are not even a complete square flag knight group, but in this narrow street terrain, the charging knight group is a mobile meat grinder!
"Crack! Crack!" Bone fragments flew everywhere along with the debris, and the lance wrapped in the flame of war spirit cut through the front of the skeleton army like a hot knife cutting butter.
"Shh!" The war horses whined nervously, and these heavily armored Rune war horses stepped hard on every skeleton soldier who tried to stop them. The bone blades cut through the armor of the war horses and brought a string of sparks! The terrifying impact force hit the skeletons and smashed them to pieces! During the dense charge, the lance quickly lost its effect. In this crowded area, waving the lance to adjust the direction became a luxury! However, the brave Cross Bauhinia Knight did not hesitate at all. He drew out the knight's long sword and chopped it over. The knights behind the cavalry shields protected the vital points and rushed into everything along the way like a mud truck. They didn't even need to swing the long sword, they just needed to put the long sword flat! The sharp sword edge was just enough to cut off the skull's head.
"Retreat! Retreat!" The charging knights have been surrounded by skeletons. A large number of skeletons have stagnated the knights' impact. Soon these knights will lose speed. Although Lavian is excited to kill, he did not forget to pay attention to his own position at any time. The glory skills that are not on the scale of the Knights can only improve the attributes of the knights! It is impossible to share the fighting spirit and spread the damage, so there is a high probability of casualties when trapped in the enemy's formation!
Lavian's command played a decisive role! At the moment when the horsepower was about to run out, he led the knights to draw a strange arc and forcefully squeezed out of the narrow road!
"Stop shooting! Don't shoot!" Lavian roared while feeling the ding-dong sound on his body. Judging from the force, it was undoubtedly the hunting crossbows of the swift infantry. The long-range firepower that was better than nothing, except for knocking on the iron cans, was left to stick a few chicken feathers on the skeletons! After all, skeletons are almost immune to such ordinary arrows! After all, the skeletons with air leaking all over their bodies are likely to be penetrated by arrows...
"Dip in grease! Light the rockets!" Ravian, who was riding back, was speechless as he looked at the soldiers who were busy stringing the bowstrings. After all, these soldiers had only fought with the orcs at most, and had never seen the undead army like a sea of bones. They were at a loss!
"Beware of the skeleton archers!" Mogus's battle blade swept across a large area of skeletons and shouted to others. The dragon knights were dispersed by the dense bone arrows. The dragon knights who were caught off guard and dived to attack were shot right. The originally smooth and beautiful membrane wings became tattered, and the delicate armor on their bodies was also covered with scratches!
"Dragon God! Where did these things come from!" Lance said angrily while commanding the soldiers to fill the gaps! Although these skeletons are much stronger than the fragile skeletons, as long as they are skeletons, they will not break free from their own shackles! Ordinary soldiers can still easily crush these guys with dense formations and superior equipment!
"Maintain the formation! Hold on! Don't panic! Daybreak will soon arrive!" Lance transformed into the chicken soup master of Pingnan City and the king of the empire and began to instill chicken soup for the soul into the soldiers!
"Think about your back! It's your family! Your home! If you fall, then the civilians behind you will not be spared! Stand up! Hold on! Lagran's men!" As more and more gaps appeared, the rapid infantry began to fall continuously. The fall of these elite infantry made the defense line precarious. The knights who could have launched a counterattack also became a fire brigade. They abandoned their horses and threw away their lances, raised their shields and drew their long swords to appear in each gap and became the most solid strategic fulcrum! The knights' powerful infantry combat ability withstood the test at this moment!
"Quick! Carry the wounded down!" Lance, covered in blood, knelt on the ground and untied the infantry plate armor for a fallen torrent infantryman, and quickly bandaged him up. The deep wound that could be seen to the bone was not a fatal injury in this middle-magic world, provided that he could resist until the moment the priest arrived!
"Are there any militiamen ready? I am conscripting you by the king's order! Put on these armors! Take up weapons! Defend our homeland!" Lance held up the ring representing his identity and shouted to the pedestrians passing by behind him. Although mobilizing the militia was suspected of "filling the line baby", there was no other way at this point!
"Fight! For family! For home! For our future!" The men carrying stretchers and shuttling between the cellar and the battlefield looked at each other, put down the sundries in their hands and began to skillfully put on armor! (Roland: You don’t think my old farmer is really just an old farmer, do you?)
“Fight! For His Majesty!” The fresh troops wearing bloody armor were in high spirits. They quickly rushed into the battlefield to stabilize the situation. With the addition of fresh troops, many battle lines were pushed back to the edge of the city wall again!
“Loyalty!” The conscripted militiamen mixed in the Flood Infantry shouted while hitting their shields.
“Your Majesty’s kindness is not over yet! Be loyal to His Majesty!” Although the militia’s combat effectiveness is somewhat inferior to that of the elite Flood Infantry, their fighting spirit and state are more abundant than those of the Flood Infantry who have experienced a fierce battle! They quickly took over the defense line and held up the pale sea of skeletons! (Roland: You seem to be a little extreme!)
With the voices of gratitude and loyalty coming one after another from the south and north of the city, the first batch of exhausted Flood Infantry were finally replaced!
I've been exhausted from interviews in other places these days, so I haven't updated for a few days. Please forgive me, bosses. After all, I want to find a job...