Assassin’s Chronicle

Chapter 436

When Anfei trapped the zombie with rattan and then dragged the zombie back, the town of Moramaci had begun to clean up the battlefield. Although the masses of undead creatures were wiped out at a small price, the town was also damaged to some extent. In particular, the camp of the sixth regiment of Hinpela, all kinds of materials are sunk in the swamp. If you want to make up for a certain loss, you must carry out extensive excavation.

"Adult, how do you bring this ugly thing back?" Alice surprised to see the zombies behind Anfei.

"This monster can talk, so one day, one day, we will learn some secrets from their mouths."

“Have you heard it?” Alice asked in surprise. She thought that the zombies only had some simple communication methods, and listened to the meaning of Anfei. The two said that they are the same language. This is her. I didn't think of it beforehand.

"Yeah." An Fei nodded. "How is the atmosphere a little wrong?"

"Hempela's mercenary group killed more than 30 people, and more than a dozen mercenaries were injured." Alice paused: "I will clean up soon."

"Clean up?"

"It is to completely kill those injured mercenaries."

“Is there no riots?” An Fei sighed for a moment: “Or... I will go see them.”

"You don't have to worry about it." Alice sighed: "The mercenaries know what kind of opponents we are facing, and they have already prepared for the sacrifice. You have already left, you have not seen that kind of In the fierce battle scene, the remaining zombies attacked the sixth regiment of Hinpela like crazy. In fact, because Xin Peila retreated in time, the sixth regiment began to kill less than ten people. In the last moment, as long as someone was affected They hurt. They will rush up, even if they are torn off by the zombies, and even the magic released by the zombies erodes the skull, they are still in the forefront. Without their sacrifice, we killed and injured the mercenaries. Will be more."

"This way... I should go see them more." An Fei said slowly.

Alice sneaked, then immediately understood the meaning of Anfei, nodded silently.

"Alice. Let the dwarf build a cage with the fastest speed."

"Iron cage? You want to..."

"Of course, this monster is locked up." An Fei shook his rattan in his hand: "Do you let me run around all day long?"

"Understood." Alice grinned and smiled.

At this time, many mercenaries were surrounded and pointed at the zombies lying on the ground. The eyes were full of hatred. If they were not worried about the powerful pollution of the zombies, they might have rushed to beat the zombies. And the zombie is shaking, it senses the hatred around.

"Suzanne, you stay here and stare at it. I found it very afraid of you."

"Okay." Susanna nodded.

The town of Moramarc is not big. For a long time, Anfei went to the defense area of ​​Hinpera. Some accidentally, both Chris and Brave are here. Also with a dozen magicians. Although in a specific living environment, mercenaries do not have the idea of ​​a woman, but face their own partners, especially those who have protected them. They really can't get their hands. The cleaning work was done by the magician. Under the burning of the high temperature fire wall, the dead and the wounded became dust, regardless of you or me.

Xin Peila and her mercenaries were rounded up to say goodbye to their partners with silence and sadness. Xin Peila, who was straight and straight, was tall and slender, and her wavy blond hair was full of vitality, but her attitude and her The appearance does not match. In addition to Muran or Muran.

Although Manlin and Hinpera did not get married, but the two people were known to the insiders, and they were abandoned by the lover. Xin Peila was hit hard. Hatred is a force that forces people to survive stubbornly. After the vent?

In fact, Xin Peila also has her own cronies. Now she is using these people to build a skeleton and command the mercenaries of the sixth regiment. At the time they did not stand up against Manlin. Because Manlin has the power to say one thing, they stand up and it doesn't help. Instead, it will perish, and Hinpera has lost the last and only chance. For these subordinates to survive? This goal is very lofty, but unfortunately does not meet the truth of Xin Peila.

As a strongman alongside Manlin, she can let Manlin have all the power and possession far more than her prestige, so that when she turns her face, she is powerless to fight back. This is because most women have a kind of attachment. psychological. Whether a woman is happy or not depends on what kind of man she has chosen. Although there are some masculine tendencies, it is not unreasonable. Xin Peila didn't want to compete with her future husband. What Manlin wanted, she gave up, Manlin made a suggestion, she raised her hand to support, humbled to forget herself, for her, Manlin is her heaven, Unfortunately, the sky has collapsed now.

Older mercenaries know that the Iron and Blood Emperor Mercenary Corps was originally a second-rate mercenary group. Hin Peila’s father was a fugitive aristocrat in the Semba Empire. The family took the rose flower as a medal, so after fleeing to the mercenary country. The establishment of the Rose Mercenary Corps, the iron is Manlin later added to the ground. In the second year of her father’s takeover of the mercenary group, Hin Peila met Manlin. They worked hard together to run the mercenary group. The names of the two high-ranking swordsmen were very attractive, and the strength of the mercenary group grew rapidly. However, when Hin Peila proposed to marry, Manlin said that he did not want to misunderstand and make people look down. He hoped that after the mercenary group was upgraded to a first-class mercenary group, he would talk about personal issues. Finally, on the day of the promotion, Manlin said that the current affairs are too busy. A little laxness may make their efforts endless. Xin Peila is willing to understand Manlin and is willing to wait. Who knows finally falls? This result.

The mercenaries of the sixth regiment could not understand the feelings of Hinpela. In contrast, they were more worried about their future. Seeing the emergence of Anfei, the mercenaries respectfully gave way, why the magic group Did the attack not start in advance? Why didn't the mysterious big swordsman help him? Not that no one has ever thought about these problems, but that they would rather choose to forget. Forgetting is the instinct that the next person must have in the face of the superior. Of course, some things cannot be forgotten, for example, etiquette.

"Anfei, you are coming." Chris whispered, his eyebrows with a bit of sadness, and Moroccan sand can be quiet about this loss, but Chris can't do it because he is still young. Because he has no similar experience.

"Yeah." An Fei's face showed a painful color. Only he knew it. The so-called pain was only three points. The other seven points were just to match the scene: "Xin Pella!"

"Adult!" Xin Peila generally wakes up when he is electrocuted, and kneels on the ground.

"How many people have you lost in your sixth group?"

"A total of forty-seven people."

"Tonight, sort out the names of them and all their loved ones, and write in their place of residence, then hand it over to me."

"Understood, adults."

"Oh..." An Fei sighed deeply. He was a little strange in his heart. He had already issued a secret number, but Chris, who had cooperated with him a few times, did not answer. Anfei had to take the opportunity to turn around. Gently hit Chris.

"An Fei, what do you want to do on the list?" Chris, who was immersed in the sadness, reacted.

"They are martyrs, they are sacrificed to protect us all. After the end of this undead war, we must find their loved ones!" An Fei said slowly: "They can no longer take care of their loved ones, let us Instead of them, this is what we should do."

"Adult, no need." Xin Peila not only did not reveal the touch of color, but shook his head.

"Well? Hin Peila, what do you mean by this?"

"Adults, we escaped from the encirclement of undead creatures, and our city has already...fallen."

"You mean, your loved ones..."

"Yes, adults." Hinpera's head went down.

"It’s too unfortunate..." An Fei couldn’t help but sigh again.

The mercenaries also showed grief on their faces. They also tried to defend their city, but there were too many undead, and the necromancers took part in the attack and continued to fight. They could only become zombies. So I finally had to escape with Manlin.

Anfei glanced around and saw a few dwarves surrounded by a small melting pot. They kept roasting their weapons and various light armor and leather armor. Those were the equipment of the Sixth Corps mercenary, and After the undead battle, the source of pollution must be completely eliminated, and weapons and armor contaminated with zombie blood may also become a source of pollution.

An Fei waved to the dwarves. They hurriedly put down their work and hurried over. Anfei said slowly: "Can you make a large stone monument?"

"Stone? Yes, adults." One of the dwarfs said with a low eyebrow.

"Anfei, what do you do with the stone tablet?" Chris was picking up again. Although there was some repetition before and after, it was no wonder that he had no cross-talking things in the world, otherwise the inspired Chris would definitely do more. it is good.

"They are heroes, but we can't let them be anonymous heroes, at least they have to engrave their names on the stone tablets, and give them a place to remember."

The world is full of enthusiasm, it is a life attitude; but the king of the world, winning the name of the body, this is also a life goal; anyway, people always have to figure out what life, in the current situation, An Fei can't use money to encourage the morale of the mercenaries. It's useless to give them a golden mountain. Where can I spend it? Although the ‘name’ is not practical, there are still many people who like it, and now Anfei can’t give anything else. It’s better to get something than anything else.

"It should be like this!" Chris nodded.

"Xin Pera, don't hold a funeral today, and all the mercenaries will have a funeral for them tomorrow!"

"Follow, adults."