Blood tax

Chapter 180 One ride is a thousand

The camp chief began to organize the team and distribute weapons.There was no disappointment or chagrin on their faces, only a bit of anxiety and exhaustion.

If the fire was extinguished, the three camps far away from the city gate would face flanking attacks from several directions, and it would be too late to retreat.

"gather!"

"Form square, boys, with shields out and spears in."

"Extraordinary, please come and gather."

The soldiers who were still in shock were pulled up from the ground one by one.The officers pushed them together like chickens and ducks, arranged them in a messy phalanx, and stuffed them with weapons indiscriminately.

Some other officers hurriedly led people to put out the fire at the back door of the camp that was also burning, preparing to clear a road for everyone to evacuate.

Although there are living corpses on the east side of the barrier, the main force of the enemy there is rushing towards the city, and it is the only way to escape.

Ophelia tidied up her quiver and equipment, came to Midianmaia who had also tidied up her equipment, patted his shoulder armor and asked:
"What should I do? It's a few hundred meters away from the city gate, but the battle between the supernatural and the death knight should not be decided yet. The city is probably a hell on earth. Even if we break out, it only takes a minute for the tide of corpses to rush up. Killed everyone!"

Midianmai nodded silently.

Those who came here to defend were under-trained city defense troops and militiamen who had just taken up arms. They used to rely on fortifications to defend from above. With the powerful spells of extraordinary wizards and the fire support of trebuchets behind the city walls, they barely defended.Once they left the fortification, how could they persevere in the face of the ferocious corpses.

Crushing under the walls was their only end.

Once the team collapses, everyone's survival time will start counting down.What's more, what if it doesn't collapse?The infection must have spread across the city.

Powerful Extraordinary people will certainly not die so easily, but what should these militia fighters do, how many of them can escape... Midian Maiya looked at the comrades around him who were about to be abandoned by him, and felt so guilty that he couldn't open his mouth .

The faces of these hastily assembled soldiers became worse and worse, as if they were already aware of what was going to happen next.The strange rustling whispers spread in the crowd in small pieces.

"I'll cover you. Let's retreat northward along the city wall, and retreat northward after leaving the city." Midianmeier hesitated for a moment, finally made up his mind, and whispered in his companion's ear.

"Well, I know," Ophelia replied briskly, "Isn't it just to escape~ I know this well! Besides, my idea is to run south."

……

The air was filled with the disgusting stench of corpses and blood, and the icy cold wind reverberated under the dark sky.

The sea of ​​gray-brown living corpses roared and turned in front of the reef-like position, and another wave of corpses in the distant suburbs had begun to take shape.

On the deserted outskirts of the city, Griffith raised his lance, and there was a surge of pride in his chest, recalling the good times when he was in the indestructible battle of armored cavalry.

He carefully examined the situation on the battlefield, had a clear judgment on the enemy's position and strength, and planned the assault and retreat routes in detail.

He is ready to go, and then he will rush into the crowd of thousands of enemies again.

The knight in solid armor and the horse under his crotch seem to be connected with each other, and the heart that was still disturbed by the tide of corpses and mutations just now is as cold and calm as steel.

Griffith took a deep breath, and his eyes seemed to freeze the flames of determination and persistence, even if it was a thousand mountains and rivers, he would have to break through.He glanced at his companion, pinching his legs lightly.The war horse stepped forward and ran slowly towards the battlefield full of death and despair.

Amber wanted to say a few words of encouragement, but when Griffith glanced over, she realized that she didn't seem to know the boy in front of her again.The stern temperament, the high-spirited figure, the raised lance and the strong horse are so strange, yet so familiar.

Although I have seen many knight competitions before, the scene right in front of me is so different.Compared with those contestants in fine armor, this quasi-knight's unflappable aura made the girl's heart irresistible.

When Griffith's sharp and firm gaze was on him, Amber was at a loss for a moment, his heart was beating like the crowd cheering on the field, he had difficulty breathing, and subconsciously avoided his sight.

But at the next moment, she felt that it was a pity. She looked at the back who had already rushed to the battlefield with complicated eyes, and couldn't help stroking the scarf on her swan-like neck, thinking silently...

"Next time, the next time he strikes I'll be sure to wrap this around his lance."

……

The fire quickly weakened, and the crackling and burning sound was almost covered by the terrifying howls of the living corpses outside.

The officers finally cleared the fire at the back door of the camp and directed everyone to retreat.

Each camp had a team of Beyonders to assist in defense, and these people also took the lead in rushing out of the flames.

Ophelia was the first to jump through the flames, the tumbling heat wave brushed her flying blond hair, and there was still thick smoke billowing in the suffocating air.

The line of sight expanded slightly, and living corpses appeared behind the flames and thick smoke.They have gathered behind the burning fortifications, surrounding the human race.

The Extraordinary who followed quickly got out of the fire circle, and bumped into the living corpses parading outside.

"Hiss~hungry——!!!"

An indescribable horrified shout immediately resounded through the world, followed by the sound of footsteps coming from all directions.

At this time, nearly 200 pikemen had just emerged from the fire.The soldiers, whose faces were scorched from the fumes, met the running corpses head-on.

"Line up!"

As soon as the officer leading the team yelled, the people around him uttered an earth-shattering unified yell.

"Run!"

The militiamen who were barely organized into a rectangular formation scattered and fled in the blink of an eye like a pile of ants encountered boiling water.

Ophelia and Midian Maier saw a group of militiamen running past them like rabbits, and fled towards the north of the city at an astonishingly fast speed.

The defenders of the three camps withdrew at the same time and collapsed at the same time. The more than 500 guards fled in all directions like a flock of sheep meeting wolves. Except for a few who fled to the south or north of the city, most of them swarmed towards the city gate.

At this time, thousands of living corpses who had bypassed the fortifications were surrounding them on both sides, and the gray-brown lines farther away were already churning.

The tide of corpses is close at hand.

The screams under the city wall of Raven became more and more horrific. The broken soldiers retreated outside the city gate with some Extraordinary people and officers, and many of them even dropped their weapons.

As soon as they got there, they saw three roads leading to the top of the city wall.A dense crowd of living corpses stood on it, and they all turned their heads to look at the living people who ran to their mouths...

The living corpses under the barrier also bypassed the gradually extinguished flames, and two huge tides of corpses were gathering towards the group of living people, one from the south and the other from the north.

Hundreds of disbanded soldiers gathered in a mess and wailed and wailed under the city wall.

At this moment, someone pointed to the south and shouted loudly:

"Look, reinforcements!"

Under the dim sky, one person and one rider were advancing towards the tide of living corpses.He was wearing a gleaming silver breastplate, held a three-meter lance high in his hand, and galloped forward majestically like a champion in the arena.

Six rings of silvery ice swirled around knight and steed like shooting stars; an icy-blue mist enveloped him.The heavy iron hooves beat the ground, stirring up hoarfrost-like mist and biting chill.

On the battlefield full of black and yellow mess, the armored cavalry surrounded by silver streamers lowered their lances and pointed straight ahead.The wind pressure gathers at the sharp tip of the gun, forming a sharp aura like a sharp cone that makes people unable to look directly at it.

Jia rode his horse to speed up, stabbing towards the hideous tide of corpses, and crashed into the center of the thick tide of corpses.

"boom!"

The wreckage of a piece of living corpse splashed out with a roar like the tide hitting a rock.The armored cavalry chiseled into the tide of corpses, making a loud noise like a turbulent wave hitting the shore.

Griffith charged with a gun in his right hand and swept with a shield in his left hand, stirring up minced meat and black liquid among the densely packed living corpses.

The living corpses that rushed directly to the city immediately became agitated.They had already dragged each other's speed due to their dense clustering and impact. Suddenly, a mass of fresh flesh and blood rushed to the side, and immediately a dozen living corpses turned around and rushed towards the armored cavalry.

Their sharp claws and teeth bit the rotating ice ring shield, and immediately opened a series of terrifying cracks.

"Bah!"

The icy streamer burst suddenly, and sharp ice cubes radiated in all directions.More than a dozen living corpses were directly torn apart, and the already broken bodies were pierced, smashed, and flew backwards.

Although the damage of this round of ice ring is not enough to kill all the living corpses, it can severely injure and repel them.

Griffith mobilized the power of the rune, and in the center of the flying ice, six silver streamers enveloped him and his mount again.

Another batch of living corpses pounced on them.

Griffith didn't even look at it, but just stared at the target in front of him.After the ice shield was shattered by the attack, another storm-like blow descended on all sides.

The jet-black living corpses everywhere were suddenly cleared, and a gap was torn apart by one person and one rider in the dense crowd of corpses.

The broken soldiers were stunned.Their throats were still stuffed with words like "Isn't there only one person who came to die?", but they were all so shocked that they couldn't speak.

Amidst the black tide of corpses, the silver sharp edge went straight into the vast tide of corpses with an indomitable spirit, and broke out from the sky filled with broken flesh and severed limbs.Wherever he went, the grass fell, and the terrifying living corpse was cut into two by the cold light, and it turned into a half-cut state.

Although the rout soldiers under the city were frightened, the situation in front of them was too shocking. Most people saw that the tide of corpses from the south road that was about to rush up was cut off in the middle, and that person and rider ran over like a storm. Flesh and blood flew everywhere.The despairing soldiers suddenly had a surge of hope in their desperate situation, and they watched the armored cavalry approaching eagerly.

Jia rode his horse and rushed in front of the routed soldiers, shook off the rotten flesh all over his body, and shouted to them:
"Assemble to the south, I am the vanguard."

(End of this chapter)