Blood tax

Chapter 165 The Agent of Horror

Griffith's implication is that if the residents are transformed into living corpses, he will lead the army to exterminate them in the end.As long as he kills quickly enough, there will be no problem in the lower city.

Smart people understand it immediately, and unintelligent people understand the meaning after a short period of confusion.The faces of the lower city officials present were all pale, not knowing which one was more vicious, the living corpse who just attacked them or the knight in front of them.

Griffith looked at everyone, and then said:

"The second order, all the militiamen that have been gathered, let me see, a total of 370 people, with the unit as a team, go to announce the order I just made, and use shouting; Sheriff, announce to the residents to call more Militia orders."

"Yes, Your Excellency, but the residents may be frightened and hide in their homes." The sheriff accepted the order but was not sure.

Griffith nodded: "They will move, I will take care of it.

"The third order, financial officer, you take a team of militiamen to collect food and weapons from nearby shops and warehouses, and ask them to come to me with the receipts, and you will give them to me after verification. Part of the funds brought in will be paid, and Bayerland will compensate the rest.”

The financial officer thought for a while and said, "They may not agree or cooperate."

"That's natural," Griffith said. "You just go and buy like normal, no markup, fast, as much as you can get. I don't care.

"However, it is important to remember to buy from as many merchants as possible, quote them a normal price, and buy as much as you want.

"Sheriff, you take this and hold it on the point of the gun."

As Griffith said, he threw a cloth bag over.

The financial officer standing nearest caught the heavy bag, opened it, and fell to the ground with a scream.

The head of the blackened suture monster stared at the giant gray eyes, and fell to the floor with a plop.All the people present were scared back half a circle.

……

Griffith's order was carried out, at least formally.Officials in the lower city left one after another to prepare supplies and gather residents as required.

Lansada trainee monk stood aside, looked at the chaotic scene outside the window, and looked at Griffith who was writing letters and drawing on maps, and asked:
"Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Yes," Griffith said, "prepare me a flag, and you will follow me to fight, never leave."

"I can send a message to the mage's tower. Although you sent a messenger, ordinary messengers may be ambushed," Lansada said, "I am more powerful and can explain what happened here to my superiors in detail. We need more extraordinary By."

More Extraordinary?Wouldn't it be a mess if a superhuman came to take away my command right?Also, distributing Extraordinary is not in line with our stated strategy.

Griffith raised his head and said in an irresistible voice, "I am worried that you will be attacked by cultists halfway. Your position is here, beside me."

The young trainee monk looked at him with complicated eyes, "I'm very good."

Well, the powerful Sequence 9...

"That's good, then I have a very powerful banner bearer." Griffith finished the painting in his hand, stopped writing, and handed a few sketches to the trainee monks, "The militiamen and citizens gathered here in a while , don't let them idle, take my order and go to the intersection to build roadblocks according to this deployment.

"It's nearby, don't run away so I can't see you."

Lansada immediately took the charcoal sketch and looked at it carefully.

On the map of the lower city, the square, the public school, and the church of the gods formed several scattered strongholds, connected with each other by roads.At some intersections and alleys, Griffith drew signs of barricades and arrow towers, and marked the width and height.

"We don't have so many materials," the trainee monk asked suspiciously. "Where can we find the wood, mud and bricks for building the barricades? The next round of attacks by the living corpses may be imminent. I can feel the evil coming. Stirring in the dark."

Your inspiration seems to be very sharp... I don't even feel it.Griffith looked at him and replied:
"You don't need to look for it, reinforce the original building, close the doors and windows, pile furniture on the road, and leave only the exit marked by me. Be careful not to block the road between the intersections, where we support each other aisle."

"But ~ such simple fortifications, it is impossible to resist monsters at all?" Lansada continued to ask, "Really, Your Excellency, these fortifications cannot stop them. Only the giant stone wall can do it."

"I understand, Lansada, I understand," Griffith stood up with a smile, picked up the weapon and began to equip himself, "These are not the core of defense."

"Then what is the core of the defense?" The trainee monk looked at the schematic diagram carefully, trying to find clues from it.

Griffith put on the long sword and breastplate without haste, and buckled the heavy helmet.

In an instant, the quasi-knight who was still speaking politely just now turned into a ferocious black beast, and his blood-colored eyes fell on Lansada's face through the gap in the helmet.

A chill was growing in his heart. For a moment, the young apprentice monk even suspected that the knight in front of him was the mastermind behind the scenes and the agent of terror.

Griffith raised his hand and thumped the sturdy breastplate, and the metal made a low roar.

"I."

He then pointed to the panicked citizens outside the window:
"them."

……

Griffith left the meeting room, jumped on his horse and began to inspect the square and nearby buildings.Although he has a map, map distortion is common, and as long as conditions permit, it cannot replace on-site reconnaissance.

He rode his horse on the cobblestone road, looking at the passing militiamen and civilians from time to time.People tipped their hats to him, or waved to him.

His order has been spread, and the order is very simple, call everyone to the square to accept the protection of the knights sent by Bayeran, with food and weapons.The militiamen, led by the sheriff, were yelling at the top of their tin horns, and the disturbing alarm bells sounded every few minutes.

Griffith looked at Lansada again.The young man was leading a group of militiamen into the houses on the street, throwing furniture from windows and balconies to the floor.He is still young and not very powerful, but he is very mobile, and he has the courage and charisma to unite others around him.

Courage...

Griffith looked over the stone bridge leading to Uptown.

He was actually terrified.The Death Whisper Cult unexpectedly arranged so many living corpses unknowingly, and they were able to get information from the officials to try to ambush and kill themselves.

The psychic communication with the mage tower was also cut off, so people could only rely on people to send letters.

If, the cult has more power in the lower city.Well, no, not if, the cult must still have a lot of power in the lower city.They will attack after a while. How can I stop it by myself, Lansada with negligible combat power and a limited number of militiamen?

Griffith's frenzy for three charges against the living corpse had dissipated.The surging fighting spirit and blood disappeared, and he began to worry about gains and losses. He was even afraid that when he gave the order just now, he would throw the mouse with a dagger.

One thought after another flashed through Griffith's mind like lightning.He became very calm, already aware that the sect would attack him, and wanted to escape back to the mage's tower right now, and ask Erza to protect him, or anyone can protect him!
However, when he thought of escaping, the local defense organization would be disintegrated in an instant, and Lansada and many strangers would surely die, which he couldn't accept.

The defense of the lower city has reached the level of a race to the death, and every second is precious.

"Well, if I escaped, wouldn't it be a joke if I shouted Galadia's name and rushed to spread the word!" Griffith said viciously, "It's a small thing for me to be wrong, and Galadia's reputation How can it be defiled."

"Then, let's come!" Griffith stroked the bone ring, and began to move evil thoughts one after another, "Although I have no experience, there is no one here who has more experience than me. Come on, heretics, I will show you my true power!"

……

On the morning of May 3st.

After getting the news, Ersha and Amber rushed to the lower city together.

They galloped on fast horses, their armor covered with blood and battle marks.Since last night, there have been several rounds of attacks in the upper city. Living corpses came out of the sewers, making them overwhelmed.

Revan's situation has become desperate.

Fortunately, there were enough Beyonders and garrisons in the upper city to suppress the situation overnight.Some messengers reported the critical situation in the lower city.According to the messenger, there are countless living corpses in the lower city, and there are even terrifying stitch monsters and necromancers.

Everyone was saying that downtown was hell.One horror story after another came from there.Living corpses emerge from sewers, appear in chimneys, hide behind wardrobes, and eat anyone they see.Infested dead become monsters of their own kind in an instant.

The plague of the undead is spreading with alarming speed.Several versions of outrageous horror stories spread faster than the plague, and some even say that there have been merciless death knights there.

After getting the news, Lordes ordered the city defense army to close the road leading to the lower city.Erza and Amber rushed to support immediately to check on Griffith's situation.

"If Griffith is under siege, we will rescue him," Erza repeated the mission again, "If there are too many enemies, we will cover him and retreat to the upper city, and then close the bridge. We cannot defend the entire city .”

"Understood the captain!" Amber replied immediately, "The situation in the cemetery is also said to be critical. Uros and the others have already gone to check."

"I can't care about them for the time being," Erza shook her head, "I didn't expect the outbreak to happen so quickly. Yesterday it was only at the port during the day, but at night there were hundreds of attacks, and the Echo Crystal was disconnected. Great battle close at hand."

(End of this chapter)