Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead.

Chapter 183 They were calm and ready to go.

At dusk, southeast base camp.

The sun had already sunk into the gray clouds, and the dead trees after the catastrophe were swayed by the cold wind.

The roar of the demon seed from a distance hit like a tide.

There is a suffocating smell in the whole southeast.

People are busy preparing for war outside the city.

The engines of weapons and armored vehicles continued to make noise.

Everyone looked dignified.

No one spoke, they just silently made the last possible preparations.

Even if it only allows him to live half a second longer in the mouth of the devil, it is good.

There is a frontline command room at the highest point of the city wall. Lieutenant General Li, who has made all the arrangements, is holding a blue-quality binoculars equipment. Through the ordinary glass without any protection, he looks towards the edge of the fog.

The tall deer-headed demon spirit was standing on the capital made of human bones, looking at him coldly, his eyes were full of contempt and greed.

Lieutenant General Li just glanced at Baslow's clone, then moved his gaze to the front of the fog.

On the edge of the increasingly thinning fog, countless blood-red demons are committing suicide there.

Lieutenant General Li knew that that was the way to speed up the protection process.

Before the protection process is fully opened, the demons can only enter partially, and there are restrictions on both quantity and strength.

But as those blood-red demons die more, this process will become faster and faster.

Until the protection process is over, all demon species, including Baslow's clone and Baslow's body, can come and go freely through the fog and trample on the territory of the human race.

Lieutenant General Li also knew that as this process continues to accelerate, Baslow will definitely let some demons come in to slaughter humans in advance to help speed up the process.

But even without the assistance of this process, under natural time, according to the current death rate of those blood-red demons, the process will end in at most one day.

And if during the process, Baslow really sent the demons into the auxiliary process as predicted, then this time would be much faster.

So the command given to him by the commander was to kill as many monsters as possible in the middle of the process within 24 hours, and to delay the time until one day later, so as to buy time for the people on the north side to escape.

Although it has not been stated, what will happen to the people left behind after 24 hours.

But Lieutenant General Li had already foreseen it.

Nearly 6 people died.

But Lieutenant General Li doesn't care about the ending anymore, die?To live is to die.

Lieutenant General Li now just wants to see the city and people guarding this city, and then he will go down to fight side by side together.

Why do you say 6 people?
Because there are people coming from the Palace of Past Rebirth.

Not only did more than 1 fighters come.

And here comes a small army of skeletons!

It was an undead team that Qi Lin invested in the high priest.

But it was this undead team that triggered a different chain reaction.

Li Zhong looked at the city wall.

At the heavy weapon control position there, there were soldiers who kept checking whether the links of the ammunition chains were in place countless times, and were looking at a copper-bone archer standing motionless beside him with respectful eyes.

Lieutenant General Li had no way of knowing what the young soldier said during the salute to the Death Archer.

He only knew that when the soldier turned his head to look at the fog tens of kilometers away to the southeast again, his gaze was full of determination.

Even when he repeatedly checked whether the weapon was ready, the movement became extremely light and no longer heavy.

General Li took a step forward and looked down through the binoculars. Under the city wall, on the last ground defense line of the city wall, those infrastructure skill owners are constantly strengthening the foundation of the city wall to prevent the damage of the monster to the city wall.

The power of magic patterns of all colors blooms in the hands of these chosen ones who have been busy for a long time without resting.

Those colorful lights reflected off the glass bottles under their feet, and reflected back on their tired cheeks with heavy dark circles under their eyes.

The mental potion can only increase the real-time mental attributes, but it cannot eliminate the various pressures in the brain and the waste produced by not getting rest for a long time.

Whenever a Chosen One falls to the ground with a clanging sound due to exhaustion, a companion will rush forward and help him get up.

They sat on the dusty ground and drank the potion, and when they waited for the potion to take effect, their eyes looked at the bronze bone warrior standing still like a sculpture with a shield and sword, guarding silently.

Even the most timid infrastructure construction candidate will feel at ease when he sees the will-o'-the-wisps.

It seems that these skeletons are not as scary as in the legend, but are transformed by the dead relatives who silently guarded them.

Perhaps, it's the peace of mind that a drowning man grabs at a straw before dying.

Or maybe, this is a kind of sustenance for the skeleton man to make a move?
Lieutenant General Li didn't know either.

After the potion took effect, they returned to their original working positions, and the extraordinary power in their hands bloomed even stronger.

The telescope moved slightly, crossed the second line of defense, and reached the first line of defense in front of the minefield.

There, the chosen ones without reinforcement skills were carrying all kinds of heavy building materials with their bare hands in the man-made terrain full of obstacles.

Hundreds of bunkers are scattered among various trenches and various obstruction columns.

From the firing port of the bunker, a black muzzle sticks out to the southeast, waiting for a war without surrenders to begin.

There were people running from the trenches all the time, passing over people who were bent over in the trenches to straighten out the oil pipelines or plant explosive weapons.

When they ran to their respective battle positions, they were still fiddling with the positions of the military thorns on their waists.

For these chosen ones on the melee side, a weapon that can be drawn quickly in combat is very important.

And on several node trenches, there are burning corpses standing motionless like sculptures.

Whenever these people who voluntarily stand in the most dangerous places pass by the burning corpses in the trenches, holding a big shield and picking up a big axe.

Those who have military positions continue to rush to the designated location after saluting.

Those without military positions bowed slightly to show their respect.

Although the folks are full of praise, because the skeletons sheltered them.

But in the back of my mind, things like 'Are the skeletons resurrected from the dead bodies of our loved ones? 'This kind of speech still exists.

But at this moment, all the negative remarks in people's hearts were eliminated.

General Li turned his head and walked to the north side, looking at the heavy fire defense area in the city.

All kinds of weapons such as missile vehicles and heavy artillery are ready to fight.

Even, there are more than a dozen YC-DF missile vehicles that have already set up their support towards the southeast and are ready for battle.

After losing electronic communication, although this type of long-range weapon is not as accurate as before, it can still be useful under human factors.

However, how useful are these weapons without extraordinary blessings?

That can't be said for sure.

The densely packed ammunition vehicles shuttled back and forth in the artillery positions like ants moving house.

The remaining ammunition was piled up in various positions where it was most accessible.

Several human wolves were wearing canned armor and guarded the surroundings, in case any earth burrower appeared to destroy these thermal weapons.

Their vigilant eyes are constantly patrolling all important places.

Especially the number of places where a dead archer stands the most.

Because the remaining mid-to-high-end combat power of these human beings is very clear, the attack of the death archer is not just as simple as a micro-explosive bomb, the extraordinary power contained in it can cause damage to the demon species, far exceeding the cloud-explosive bomb of the same explosion scale the damage caused.

Times have changed, and thermal weapons that have not been supernaturally blessed by the Chosen One are no longer enough to cause fatal damage to demons.

Especially high-level monsters, even if they stand there and let you bombard them, they may not even be able to break through the layer of oily skin.

Even if Baslow was injured by a nuclear bomb, it was the result of being sent to his face unsuspecting.

If there is a defense, it is more than a variety of extraordinary powers that can deal with this hot weapon.

In this war, the attack effect of one death archer can be equal to that of ten wolves attacking together.

Therefore, the human wolves valued the death archer very much. Lieutenant General Li didn't need to say that the human wolves took the initiative to take on the role of guards.

"That's fine." Lieutenant General Li put down his binoculars, sat quietly on a chair, and watched the staff officers set up their wired phones according to the plan in advance.

The big man with half of his gray hair smiled, with a bit of relief in his expression.

Ten seconds later, he opened his sharp eyes, picked up his gun and broadsword, and walked out of this tall command room that should not have been walked out in an ordinary war.

In the trenches of the first line of defense, the high priest is leading dozens of believers in the trenches dug extending in all directions.

Every time he walked through a place, the high priest would preach the good words of the hall of rebirth and the master of the hall, and then move away to the next trench node under the respectful eyes of those warriors.

People from the Hall of Rebirth who were scattered in various defenses can also be seen at all times, with their hands crossed on their chests.

They are praying, praying that the army of the Temple Lord will arrive here.

The appearance of the Hall of Rebirth gave the military a great surprise and surprise, especially with nearly a hundred undead.

Although there are no figures of those magic swordsmen, even if there is only one skeleton, that is very good.

The military had only reported the news of the demon tide to the outside world before, and only said that the army of skeleton men would escort the people away.

But it didn't say whether the skeleton man would come to support.

You can join the Hall of Rebirth, as well as those officers at all levels who believe that the Skeleton Man will come.

Always believe that the skeleton man will come.

There is only one reason: we are all human in this race-to-race war.

The word righteousness can often become the life-saving straw in the hearts of those who have fallen into the water.

Of course, it's also because they don't know the skeleton man's preferences and style.

When they brought more than 1 fighters and undead from the Hall of Undead, many of them all showed expressions of relief.

Someone praised: I just said, everyone is of the same race, why don't you come?

Some people also questioned, saying that there are so many skeletons, why only this point?
But this kind of questioning was quickly submerged in people's words, because everyone said: that is because the skeleton man wants to protect the nearly one million ordinary people who have no combat effectiveness and evacuate northward, and when they are sent to a safe place, the skeleton man will Leading the army came.

This ridiculous excuse, which can be dispelled after careful consideration, has been unanimously approved by the public except for a few high-level officials such as Lieutenant General Li.

But everyone, including Lieutenant General Li, didn't know that the Palace of Undeads participated in the battle with the undead team.

Just because this is a big gamble by the high priest!
Because the high priest believed that the young man would come!

As for why I believe it will come?
Because the military told him that there was a blueprint for a legendary equipment that would appear around dusk, and it was for the skeleton man.

Pay attention to benevolence to righteousness, and I am worthy of my heart.

This sentence, the high priest has been studying.

So he believed that Qi Lin would come.

But in fact, this is just a misunderstanding, because Qi Lin's interest in that scroll is not very important at all, and it is treated as tasteless.

There are many reasons why the high priest came.

The decisive factor was that when the high priest asked Fan Zhong to bring the undead over, the undead did not object.

As Qi Lin said, 'I will absolutely obey Fan Zhong's orders'.

The high priest mistakenly thought that Qi Lin did not object to his coming here.

But in fact, Qi Lin, who was busy with various plans, never thought of the undead that was handed over to Shushan.

This is where the wonderful misunderstanding arises.

And because of this misunderstanding, the fate of many people was indirectly changed.

Of course, even if there are all the above reasons.

The high priest also knew that he was betting, betting on Qi Lin.

If Qi Lin comes, he will not only have a good impression in Qi Lin's heart.

It will also leave a certain impression in the military's mind of "from the minister of the dragon", "send charcoal in the snow", "the skeleton man is good", "the skeleton man's spokesperson and the high priest are also very good".

What if you lose the bet?
The high priest never thought about what to do if he lost the bet. He only remembered one sentence: Everything that happens will benefit me.

This sentence transformed him from a small person who hid in feces during the catastrophe until he was completely numb, to a big person who is attracted by all parties.

With the help of this undead, the high priest saw a big man whom he had never seen in his life before the catastrophe, Lieutenant General Li.

I also got Li Lieutenant General Li himself to pour tea, and had a lively conversation with the people who were busy at that time!
What is this called?
This is called, the green smoke that cannot be emitted from the ancestral graves of eight lifetimes!
If before the catastrophe, do you want to achieve these?

That is not a difficult word to describe.

For example, before the cataclysm, the high priest always believed that for those real great leaders, ordinary people are like dust on the ground, just waiting in the corner for the day when the wind he walks through can carry us away.

If you are lucky enough to land on his shoe and follow him for a while, your ancestors will be smoked.

The high priest felt that he had worked hard all his life, but he couldn't make up for his words: Let me give this project to Xiao Zhang.

Everything that happens will be good for me, this sentence has become the creed of the high priest.

And because of this wonderful misunderstanding, the military's new declaration has also changed.

They said to the nearly [-] soldiers: We only need to hold on for a day at most, and when the skeletons send the people on the north side to a safe place, they will lead the army back to help us. Those monsters are nothing but a piece of cake for the skeletons!
Even, Lieutenant General Li asked the high priest many times at that time: Will the Lord of the Palace really come?

The high priest always gave the same affirmative answer: he will definitely come!
In the middle of the first line of defense.

There is a big bunker here compared to other bunkers.

Hundreds of people sat on the ground inside.

Except for the spirit talker who had other missions and Qin Youde who was seriously injured and still being rescued, the clown and other high-level chosen ones were among them.

Thanks to Qi Lin's previous purge from west to east, there was no corpse king-level existence in the city stabbing in the back, which allowed the defense line to concentrate its strength in the southeast.

Among them, there are only three people who are selected in the silver rank.

The rest of the people are all around the eighteenth or nineteenth level.

This is the number of high-end combat forces on paper owned by the human side, which is quite shabby compared to the magic seed side that has hundreds of people in the silver rank alone.

"In a few minutes, maybe the first wave of demons will arrive." A staff officer put down the phone in his hand, turned to look at the crowd and said, "Everyone is the only remaining high-level chosen person in the human race. , please pay attention to protecting yourself, if you can’t do anything, you can escape here as soon as possible, you are the hope of the future of Nanzhili.”

Everyone didn't answer, most of them just nodded, and then turned their heads and ran outside with weapons.

All that needs to be said has been said, and there is nothing left to say.

The only thing left is to fight to the death.

Soon there were less than ten people left in Nuo Da's bunker.

The staff officer walked up to the clown who was sharpening his knife with a strange smile and saluted: "Bai Mei, according to the agreement between your sisters and us, you can evacuate yourself in times of danger, and we will not do anything to stop you."

The clown ignored him, just sharpened his sharp knife with a strange smile.

The staff officer didn't seem to be offended, just bowed slightly, and then walked towards the other six people who got together.

There are people with high-level combat power in the Palace of Rebirth.

Fan Zhong is impressively on the list.

"Needless to say, since we are here, we must live and die together."

Fan Zhong, the representative of the Hall of Rebirth, looked calm. He looked at the staff officer in front of him who was saluting and wanted to say something, and said directly.

The staff officer smiled, didn't say anything, just took off his normal uniform and put on a more convenient combat uniform.

Even the first wave of demons is not something they can easily resist.

One is not sure, it is the result of a wave of destruction.

"I have done everything that needs to be done, and there is nothing left to plan." The staff officer smiled in the surprised eyes of the others: "I will serve as a firefighting team with you later."

"I think those advanced monsters have good experience. There are many kinds. Maybe we can go up to a few more levels?" The staff officer looked at the southeast distance, pretending to be relaxed.

Inside a small bunker next to the central bunker.

In the corner, Lu Qiao wiped the long knife again and again, feeling the flow of the magic pattern on it with his heart.

It wasn't until one minute before the start of the war that Lu Qiao, who felt the strange earthquake, slowly got up with a knife, and turned to look at the commander who was explaining something to the young soldiers.

"Qi Shaohui, you are responsible for staying behind."

"If we don't resist the first wave, remember to press the red button."

The young soldier didn't have the same trembling lips as when he was in Hechuangyuan, and he had nothing to say.

Even if the red button is the delayed manual detonation switch of the nuclear bomb, the young soldiers are no longer the same, not just the rank of colonel on the epaulettes.

And that simple and calm sentence: "Understood."

Lu Qiao, who had a panoramic view of this scene, suddenly thought of it.

What is the name of the commander of the defense force here?
Lu Qiao only knew that he was a lieutenant, but he miraculously led several senior colonels
The feeling of Dilong turning over came, Lu Qiao didn't continue to think about it, but silently walked out of the bunker with Lieutenant Xu holding a knife.

With a light leap, the two jumped from the trench to the ground.

Thousands of people like them stood on the same level, quietly watching the roaring monsters that penetrated into the southeastern mist.

The red banner shone scarlet in the setting sun.

Their faces were calm and ready to go.

(End of this chapter)