Chapter 268 Each of Them Has Unique Skills

The white flame banner of Iralil of the Holy Lake buzzed on the blood-stained walls of Hagostan Castle.

The fortress that was once shrouded in the gloomy aura of the undead is now filled with the shining silver armor of the Knights of the Holy Lake.

The surroundings were filled with a pungent smell of putrefaction and gunpowder smoke, and the ruins told of the fierce fighting that had ended not long ago.

The clouds gradually dispersed in this small area, and the sunshine restored some vitality to this underworld.

Knights and warriors busily shuttled between the city walls and suspension bridges, carrying corpses and dumping them outside the city.

The corpses piled up in piles. The soldiers methodically piled dry firewood under the mountain of corpses. The remains of the undead must be completely burned to prevent these flesh and blood materials from being resurrected by the returning evil magic.

Following the commander's order, torches were thrown at the pyre, and flames instantly shot up into the sky, completely purifying everything.

The flames licked the undead's body from bottom to top, making crackling sounds, and thick smoke rose into the sky, carrying a disgusting stench.

The castle gate slowly rose, and the thick iron chains rattled.

Leon, who took half a day to arrive, led the Avalon cavalry through the burning corpse pit and entered Hagenstein Castle from the main entrance.

His eyes swept across the scene in the fortress, his eyes full of surprise and admiration.

Pulling the reins and dismounting, Leon strode towards Captain Yirem.

"The bravery of Your Excellency and the Knights of the Holy Lake is admirable. I didn't expect you to destroy an undead stronghold alone in such a short period of time."

Captain Yirem, whose blood was still wet on his body, held up his sword and saluted, and said calmly: "It's just my duty. I hope Sir Leon won't blame me for taking the initiative to attack in advance."

He pointed to the gap in the wall of the fortress, "I led the vanguard here and found that the gap in the wall of this fortress is being repaired by the undead, but the progress is very slow. I guess there are not many enemies here."

Yirem's eyes showed determination: "But if we delay it and wait for the enemy to complete the task before trying to attack the city, we will definitely have to pay more sacrifices. So I made a prompt decision and mobilized the reserve team on the other side of the river bank to assemble and launch an attack quickly. Fortunately, Successfully captured this place.”

"Your actions are so effective, how can I blame you?" Leon praised him greatly after hearing this, and then asked with concern: "Are the casualties of the Knights high?"

"More than a dozen people were injured, and several knight brothers died gloriously. I have sent people to move their urns to the camp on the other side for safekeeping, and will send them back to their hometown after the war." Irem said calmly.

"Iralil will bless their heroic souls to rest in peace, and people will remember the names of these heroes." Leon felt slightly sad.

Casualties are inevitable on the battlefield, but no matter how many times he repeats it, he cannot regard the dead as cold numbers in his heart.

"How is the food situation?" Leon continued to ask.

"The priests have randomly checked the grains in many granaries and found no magical curses or alchemical toxins in them. The quantity and quantity are also roughly consistent." Irem replied.

In fact, if you want to poison such a large amount of food, the amount of poison required is unimaginable. And poisoning a small amount will only contaminate part of the food and poison a few soldiers, which is completely meaningless in terms of war. This check was done just in case, just because the manipulator behind these undead people had some unimaginable magical means.

Leon nodded: "Take me to see."

Not daring to waste time, he followed Captain Yirem directly to the grain storage area behind the fortress.

I saw a large area of ​​granary buildings still intact.

After running to several warehouses one after another, checking the grain storage up and down, and confirming with Laura that there were no traces of magic, Leon was relieved after the hidden danger was completely eliminated.

It is unclear why the wight leader occupying this place did not burn the food and grass.

Maybe my brain didn't react? Or maybe he was afraid of causing a fire and burning down the entire fortress?

In any case, the Knights of the Holy Lake retaken Hagostan in time. These 16,000 pounds of food can be regarded as solving the urgent need on the north bank. This can feed an army of ten thousand people for a long time. They don’t have to worry about it for at least a month, and even if A famine broke out among the people on the North Shore, and this batch of food was enough to open warehouses and provide disaster relief to maintain social stability for a short period of time.

Returning to the hall of the fortress, Yirem waited for everyone to sit down and then asked: "What is the next plan? Should we use this as a base to continue attacking eastward."

"There's no rush. We don't know the situation of the other three grain storage areas yet. Let's consolidate this area first and wait until most of the grain is transported away from the north bank."

After Leon finished speaking, he asked Yirem to immediately send priests and knights back to the north shore, and contact Count Runav to arrange a transportation team.

Avalon and his party are temporarily stationed in Hagostan, waiting for news.

The next day, the soldiers were not idle either. Leon ordered everyone to work with the Knights of the Holy Lake to use the wood they could find to repair and seal the gaps in the city wall that were damaged when the undead attacked the city.

When the fortress was under construction, Leon did not forget to investigate the remains of the altar that was destroyed by the Knights of the Holy Lake.

The crude bell tower was destroyed in the battle, and now only the ruins of broken walls remain. The broken bell is half buried in the rubble. The afterglow of magic flickers faintly on the surface of the big clock, and the surroundings are filled with Looking at the desolation and deathly silence, it seems that even the breeze is unwilling to touch this cursed object.

There are only a few elite Holy Lake Knights guarding here, and no soldiers are allowed to approach.

Squat, close to the big bell buried in the rubble, and watched the clear footprints and cracks on the metal bell, Leon knew that this was probably caused by the head of the Irim group or kiss.

Olivia and the other party had a little friendly discussion in Awaron. It is said that the commander of the big regiment was very strong. Although martial arts had not yet exactly exchanged her, her body was far stronger than her.

Simple wrestling is indeed the most powerful martial arts in the girl's life.

Unfortunately, Olivia did not discuss with Sir Valencis and Sir Kailan. Lyon was unknown for the time being that the power of the big regiment was lower than the two big knights.

Find out the big clock fragments one by one, and with Lyon's current level, it is far from analyzing the reason why the profound and complex magic patterns.

Fortunately, it is enough to use Lola to be a personal meat camera.

I don't know that Lola looked at it for a long time and could see what. Leon asked a few words that he didn't answer the other party, so he didn't disturb Miss Fay Wang.

The next day, Hargostan hadn't waited for the Runavff to transport the food team, but waited for Kobez, who had been in charge of Junying.

The rushed young knight jumped off the saddle, quickly pulled a Awaron cavalry to ask the lord's where he was, and soon saw Leon.

Lyon saw that his partner clothing was not only windy, but full of sword splitting marks. The handsome teenager had an additional sword injury on his cheeks.

Should I say that I am a perfectionist? I am used to the appearance of the little handsome young man who is the lack of time in Kobeis. Now there is a scar on his face, making him a little unaccustomed to his heart.

However, if there are too many murderous sword marks, it does add some men who belong to the martial arts, and maybe there will be no one in the future.

"How are you? Are the rangers touched the situation of Finnish?" Although he cared for the dangerous experience of the Arm who went to the Ranger, Lyon patted the teenager's shoulder armor and still asked the military situation first.

Kobez reported his chest: "There are no less than 30,000 corpse ghosts in Finiline, and there are many altars in the city. It is too dangerous. Only I can protect everyone alone.

However, there are not many elite undead in the city. Greenshn led the ranger to design, lined up to the pursuit of a corpse lord. We ambusted his undead guards outside the city and successfully captured it! The ghost lord has now brought the corpse back to the north coast and is being detained in the dungeon of Earl Lunav. "

Lyon heard the words, and could not help but stiffly press Kobeis's shoulder.

"ah?"

Why don't you follow the routine?

Lyon was happy, and he couldn't cry.

The heroes who have gathered in their accounts these days are really unique.

With a scout, the Holy Lake Knight directly captured the target fortress.

The Ranger Cavaliers simply grabbed a necromancer home.

The tactical styles on both sides are different, but each has its own work.

Feelings have nothing to do with myself.

After throwing his head, Lyon relaxed the cheeks that he didn't know what to make.

Although the ranges did not know Fanglidun's grain and danger, they caught a higher undead, which was indeed the first time since the war.

"Li Ang, go back and see the corpse." Lola's heart sounded.

Knowing that the little teacher must have wanted to investigate from it, Lyon responded quickly.

He asked Kobos for a while for a while, and then ordered Olivia and Lohak to command the Avaron cavalry for a temporary leaving the Fang Kanghagstein. Fortress.

Back to the station on the North Bank, Junying landed on the fortress platform of the Baldim family, and Leon quickly entered the castle.

"Haha! Laon! The gods as shelters, praise your victory back!"

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

In the pentdonians in advance, Lunav, who knows that the other party returned, was enthusiastic to exaggerate to greet him.

At this moment, he looked at the young Oland noble, and his eyes were more eager to look at the unknown father.

The polite response of the Lyon dynasty found that not only Count Lunav, who came to meet, behind him, the young lords who had had a deep prejudice against Orad in the military negotiations were slightly complicated.

Some of these young nobles frowned slightly, seemed to be thinking, while others were looking at Lyon intently, with a little curiosity in their eyes, and some talked with their heads.

They did not have doubts on their faces as before, and replaced them with cautious respect.

After all, a good news of victory is in front of it. This is a fact that cannot be ignored. The other party promised to recapture a loss within five days. The pioneers of hundreds of people in the district, which only took a day to cross Hargestan back to Hargestan!

The news of the Oland army successfully recaptured the Hargostanbul from the undead. As early as the intention of Earl Lenov, it quickly spread every corner of the Kansadar coalition forces.

Regardless of whether it was a high corpse prisoner of war that was subsequently sent back to the fortress.

Still gathered outside the fortress to prepare for the team to grab the food and grass.

Lunav's men deliberately created the grain and grass transportation teams, just to re -revive the morale of the coalition troops into the valley just for the hard counterattack victory.

Now, although the Eastern lords are not fully convinced, they have also begun to consider re -consideration, and the other party as the proposal of the coalition commander.

Leon ignored the complicated expressions of these young people. This quick victory was a miracle created by the Knights of the Holy Lake, not his own. The strategy he was still planning was far from being implemented. Now it was just a prelude to the real counterattack.

He declined the rest arrangement provided by Runaf. If Laura didn't want to see the corpse prisoner, Leon would not have planned to abandon the army and return to the north bank, and he would not have the heart to sleep.

After meeting up with Greenthorne and other rangers, Leon went to the castle dungeon without stopping.

The deep and gloomy cell was filled with a stench and dampness.

Under the dim and flickering firelight, the corpse lord who fell into the trap and was captured by the rangers was tied tightly to the wall with thick chains.

It was tall and exuded a chilling aura. Due to Corvis's reminder, the ranger did not completely cut this powerful high-level corpse ghost into a human stick, in order to prevent the undead from leaving the underworld and not being able to maintain the soul, but only cut off its arms.

But even so, the rangers still guarded the cell at all times, watching it vigilantly day and night, and always on guard against accidents.

In order to capture this high-level undead, even with dozens of powerful rangers besieging it, two warriors still died under the swords of the undead knights guarding it.

"After leaving the range of the dark clouds, it became much weaker and its reaction was not as active as before."

Knight Derek said, knocking on the iron fence with the gun barrel.

The mummy face with a faint green glow raised up, facing the provocation of the living, it only hissed in the throat, and did not have the manic reaction of ordinary corpse ghosts.

"He can speak. We have heard his murmurs and war cries in battle, but he won't answer any questions now. We don't know if he can communicate with the living." Larian shrugged while pressing the hilt of his knife.

"Does anyone among the Kantadars know his identity?" Leon asked the ranger to unlock the door and walked in directly.

"Yes, Baron Karenwell of the coalition recognized him. This corpse ghost is his father who enlisted to follow Avilut to invade Serian, the previous Baron Karenwell." Corvis answered behind Leon. As he spoke, the blond boy shook his head: "However, although his son recognized him, this corpse ghost could not recognize his son. The little Karenwell came too close and was almost bitten off his nose by this corpse ghost."

Hearing this, Leon looked coldly at the corpse ghost with the iron chain in front of him.

The undead in front of him must be one of the thugs who ravaged Rolandar at the beginning. Now he has become a zombie. It's really a good thing that he doesn't have to suffer.

"Lola, what do you want to know?" he asked in his heart.

"I want to check his soul and mind. A dead soul, after resurrection, still attacks his relatives in his lifetime. Either his relatives in his lifetime failed him, or he is now completely controlled by the orders issued by the upper manipulator. Since those Kantadar people said that high-level dead souls killed their relatives in their lifetime without mercy, then I guess the situation belongs to the latter, but there are some very strange things."

Lola did not elaborate, and ordered Leon: "Draw the Seal of the Dead of Nokaila for him, chant the ancient spell of the sixth section of the third volume of the Book of Summoning, establish a connection, and let me read his soul and memory in person."

Leon nodded, recalling the knowledge of summoning that he had studied and studied during this period to deal with the crisis of the dead.

The strong memory made it easy for him to find the corresponding magic knowledge.

The two fingers were put together, and the white magic light spot lit up. He shook his wrist lightly and drew the dead soul seal in the air without any error.

The ancient and time-honored spell command quickly drew out the magic power in Leon's body and pushed the gorgeous seal light wheel to the forehead of the corpse ghost.

The sizzling high temperature marks, like a branding iron, burned out a lot of green smoke on the head of the corpse ghost lord.

The hazy light stream continued to appear between Leon and the seal on the corpse ghost's forehead.

The undead suddenly struggled, opened its broken mouth and roared to the sky, and its head kept shaking.

The rangers on the side drew their swords to prevent the corpse ghost from rising.

After a long time, Leon heard Laura speak.

"Enough, enough!"

Leon immediately dispelled the spell in his hand.

"I made a mistake, Leon and the others are not going to use direct tearing of the reality curtain."

"What? What do you mean?"

"They transformed the land under the dark clouds in order to completely merge this land with another alien plane that I don't know yet"