Lord of the People: a Hundredfold Increase From the Undead

Chapter 583: , Longjing forty-five (brothers, happy National Day)

The fortress, which was busy just now, is now empty.

The skeletons that had leaked out had turned into fly ash.

Leaving armor and weapons everywhere.

The skeleton hero, hiding in the stone castle, looked up at the bone dragon hovering in the sky.

How to fight this?

Not to mention the lack of troops in the fort now, even when the troops have not been transferred.

I'm afraid it can't be resisted, so many bone dragons.

Damn it!

When did the blood clan in the north master such a strong power?

"Go, find an opportunity to control the bed crossbow and shoot down those bone dragons." The skeleton hero ordered to the undead beside him.

There are also some undead hiding in the surrounding buildings.

After hearing the hero's order.

Immediately, a team of undead rushed out of the corridor at the right moment.

Go straight to the anti-aircraft crossbow on the city wall.

Obviously not giving up, planning to fight.

However, the undead thought well.

Just rushed out, from the sky, in four directions, several black beams of light fell at the same time.

When the beam of light disappears.

The undead that rushed out have disappeared, and even the original weapons and equipment have turned into a few pools of molten iron.

Skeleton hero, looking outside.

The soul fire trembled violently.

Done.

There's no chance at all.

Take out the sound transmission conch and pass the news here to Otis.

At this time, two 'spirit guards' with soul fire ran over.

Asked: "Commander, what should I do?"

The skeleton hero put away the sound transmission conch, "There is still a chance, let's hide in the building, these bone dragons have nothing to do with us."

No undead said anything.

From the current situation, there is no hope.

At this moment, in the opposite building, a guard shouted, "Look, the bone dragons are scattered, they are going to withdraw."

All undead with souls look up to the sky.

The bone dragon began to disperse, and the sun was shining again.

As the undead, for the first time, they felt that the sun was shining and warm.

However, in the next second, all the undead found something wrong.

I saw that a huge spaceship began to approach this side.

Vaguely, you can see a small section of black gun barrels protruding from the deck above.

"what…!"

Under the gaze of all the undead, the spaceships lined up in the sky.

Winter winter!

Smoke rises.

Cannonballs leaped down from the air and smashed into the building of the fort.

boom!

Boom boom~!

Intensive shells exploded in the city one after another.

A bright fire rose up.

Walls shattered and houses collapsed.

When the smoke cleared, the fort was gone, leaving only a rubble piled and ruined.

The entire city was buried in ruins.

The airship stopped bombing, and the bone dragon no longer hovered.

Begin to continue south to the next city.

At this time, on the horizon in the distance, a neat army of undead came with steps.

Step on the ruins and move on.

…

Blackhorn City.

Otis necropolis, capital city.

As this region, a country ruled by the undead.

Death and eternity fill every corner of the city.

At the same time, this is also a paradise for the 'resurrected'. Every year, there are dignitaries of various races who spend all their wealth in pursuit of the opportunity to become immortal.

Odis, in the palace.

The empty and cold palace was lit with green fire.

Soul fragrant birds rose and drifted in the palace.

A skeleton attendant walked in quickly.

He lowered his head and raised the sound transmission conch with both hands, "Your Majesty, there is news from Wailing Fortress."

at the top of the palace.

On the throne of white bones as smooth as jade, sat a hero of white bones with large bones.

The bones on the chest are bare, and behind him is a large black gold-patterned cloak.

Hearing the voice, a soul fire suddenly appeared in the empty child hole.

Look at the undead servants below.

King Otis.

The true ruler of the necropolis.

"Bring it here!" Otis made a hoarse voice.

The skeleton attendants below did not dare to neglect, and lowered their heads to send the sound transmission conch to the front.

Otis reached out and picked it up, and the conch immediately sent a message.

"A large number of bone dragons are besieging the 'Wailing Fortress', and it is difficult for us to resist such an attack."

The voice stopped abruptly.

Otis' soul fire trembled slightly.

Lots of bone dragons?

How is this possible, even the blood race has the means to control the undead.

But those are still different from the undead.

Basically, it is mainly based on carrion. Only the immortal undead who truly master the undead inheritance can have the arms of skeletons.

After all, the corpse witch is not something that the blood clan can cultivate.

Now, the blood clan not only controls the skeleton undead, but also has a large number of bone dragons.

This made Otis feel that something was wrong.

It seems that he has entered a long-planned trap.

Seeing that there was no further news, he picked up the sound transmission conch and asked: "Wailing Fortress, what's the situation now, how many enemies are there?"

A word was spoken, and no news came back like a stone sinking into the sea.

It's been a long time.

Conch finally returned the news.

But the conch made a voice, but it was obviously a woman's voice, "The Wailing Fortress has fallen, Odis, you have disappointed me."

Otis was taken aback.

Send a message from the sound transmission conch, and reply to the other party.

It didn't take long either.

Lost so soon?

Moreover, replying to his own voice made him feel familiar.

He has lived too long.

Can't remember where I heard it.

But right now is not the time to think about the enemy.

Stopping the blood race's attack is what needs to be considered at the moment.

After thinking for a while, Otis put the sound transmission conch back into the hands of the skeleton attendant.

He ordered: "Let all the officials come over."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The Skeleton Servant withdrew.

Not long after, a large number of undead entered the palace.

The costumes of these undead are based on the main color of the undead, but their races can be seen from the types of bones.

Dwarves, goblins, humans, orcs.

They gathered here, but now they have all become undead.

Immortal member.

After Otis waited for everyone to enter, he said in a deep voice, "The vampires launched an attack from the north, and they have captured the 'Wailing Fortress' along the way. Tell us what to do next!"

…

the other side.

Eight Peaks Mountain, Grey Iron City.

range!

clap clap clap!

After a burst of harsh gunfire.

The dwarf shooter closed the gun handsomely, opened the reel, ejected the shell, and loaded the ammunition.

then.

Again, clap clap, clap clap!

The bullet was poured on the wooden target in front.

On the wooden target, leave open holes one by one.

After five test shots, the dwarf shooter stopped firing.

Handing the revolver into Fang Hao's hands, he introduced: "The head is not bad, and the feel and weight are also good."

This time, the test firing of the revolver was to find a dwarf who is good at using firearms.

They are more familiar with firearms than Fang Hao and others.

In the evaluation, in addition to the accurate head, some elements such as feel and weight are also proposed.

Overall, the revolver in front of me has been very good.

Compared with the short handle fire gun, it is not a low grade.

Fang Hao nodded and looked at the revolver in his hand repeatedly.

The appearance of the revolver now is basically the same as the revolver of the previous life.

Some problems with the gun barrel being too long and the gun body being too heavy have also been changed and dealt with.

It looks pretty good now.

Seeing Fang Hao's serious inspection, Cao Junming and the dwarves from the Design Institute looked at Fang Hao a little nervously.

For Fang Hao, they are still very afraid.

After all, one word can decide their life and death, including Cao Junming.

"Not bad." Fang Hao said.

Whoo~!

The scene was like pulling a bellows, and Qi Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

An Jia, who was watching the play on the side, burst out laughing.

"The boss is satisfied." Cao Junming hurried forward and said diligently.

"How many revolvers are there now?"

"Boss, just this one. This is a test gun. If you are satisfied, we can mass-produce it."

"Where's the bullet?"

"Twelve bullets left."

"You don't need to make batches." Fang Hao said, looking aside, "Bellegar."

"My lord." The dwarf king took a step forward respectfully.

"Find someone to inscribe it, and engrave the blueprint as soon as possible." Fang Hao ordered.

Bellegar nodded in understanding.

Although the dwarves suffered heavy losses in the war, the losses of researchers and craftsmen were not serious.

It is not difficult to engrave drawings.

Wait until Bellegar nods to confirm.

Fang Hao looked again at these Cao Junming and dwarf researchers.

He said softly, "Tell me about the next research plan."

"Huh?" Everyone present was dumbfounded.

During this period of time, they have been studying to get the revolver out, and where to formulate the next research plan.

It was Cao Junming who reacted first.

Immediately said: "Boss, there are two research directions for the next step, one is to improve artillery shells, replacing the current firing methods of black powder and circular artillery shells.

The other is the improvement of guns, which is developed in the direction of semi-automatic, but the difficulty is relatively large, and I am afraid that some effort will be required. "

Fang Hao nodded and thought about the difference between the two directions.

Then he said, "Improve the shells."

For now, the undead of the bolt-action rifle team is enough for the time being.

If automatic and semi-automatic are really researched, there may not be a significant improvement in skeleton shooters.

On the contrary, the artillery shell has been improved, which can increase the reloading and firing speed of the artillery, and significantly improve the firepower coverage on the battlefield.

"Understood, we will formulate a plan immediately and start research." Cao Junming said immediately.

Fang Hao nodded, "Yes!"

After leaving the Dwarf Research Institute, I chatted with Bellega about the recent human federation.

From the beginning of the war to the present.

After the Human Federation purchased the artillery, it continued to purchase a large number of artillery shells.

The numbers are simply staggering.

This also allowed the dwarves to gain a lot of cash and have the capital to rebuild the Grey Iron City.

Whether it is the city of gray iron, or the city that was destroyed in the war.

have begun to rebuild.

Talk to Bellegar alone for a while.

Fang Hao also left Grey Iron City and returned to his own city.

…

Time flies, a few days later.

Mount Joburg.

Conference hall.

Tatata!

Rapid footsteps sounded.

Not long after, I saw a guard who rushed directly into the hall.

At the scene, everyone in the Federation frowned.

He looked at the guard with a strange expression.

"Report from the front line, the undead army is shrinking the front line, trying to retreat."

"What!" Everyone's eyes widened.

The commander of the Hall of Justice, Needham, stood up even more, his face full of disbelief.

The guard immediately said again: "The news just came from the front line, the undead army, trying to retreat back, was entangled by the coalition forces, waiting for the next order."

This,….

After getting a positive answer from the guard, everyone showed a look of joy.

Finally waited until the undead retreated.

The Commonwealth of Humanity has survived this hardship.

Seeing everyone's 'relaxed' expressions, Li Rong, who was behind, pouted.

In my heart, you should thank the old lady.

If it wasn't for me urging Fang Hao every day, could the undead retreat so quickly?

How many people have I saved?

But she couldn't say it, she could only think in her heart.

On the contrary, Xu Haide, who was playing with himself, was regarded as a hero.

It made Li Rong quite unhappy.

If you have a chance, you have to kill him.

Needham sat down again, and his complexion instantly improved a lot.

Looking at the rest of the people present, he said, "It seems that the blood race's army has threatened Odis, and now the undead are going to withdraw. What do you think?"

There was a brief confusion in the audience.

Immediately afterwards, someone said: "According to the treaty, we need to entangle each other and create an opportunity for the vampire army to capture the main city of the undead."

"The blood race is also the enemy of human beings. I think the undead should retreat, and then let them fight against each other and lose their troops. This is the most beneficial to the federation."

"But the blood clan finds out that we are playing tricks, no matter what, what if we join forces with the undead?"

"It's all reached this point, or is it just union?"

"Indeed, it is in the best interest of mankind to let the undead retreat and the blood race consume."

"..."

There were only some of the generals who were replaced.

But the direction of opinion has begun to tend to let the undead withdraw and the blood clan consume each other's forces.

Li Rong was so angry.

People like you in the federation will have no friends sooner or later.

This side is afraid that you will die a lot, so it speeds up the attack.

Instead, you healed the scar and forgot the pain.

Start thinking about pit allies.

Li Rong got up and refuted two sentences, focusing on the overall situation, and thinking that the spirit of the contract should be entangled with the undead.

But apparently most of the people present did not agree.

He could only sit down angrily.

"Okay." Needham said softly.

After the audience was quiet, Needham continued: "I already understand everyone's opinions. I will make suggestions to Silver Wing City. How to decide the final decision depends on the decision of the Silver Wing City Council."

At the same time, look at the guards below.

"Notify the front line, before a new order is issued, entangle the undead, take a step back and take a step forward."

"Yes." The guard replied, turned and ran out.

The meeting also broke up, and each went back to pass the good news back.

…

main city.

In front of the wishing pool.

Three bunny girls, UU reading www.uukanshu.com are holding their hands in front of their chests, closing their eyes and praying for something.

The bottom of the pool, which was originally crystal clear, has been covered with a layer of golden gold coins.

Fang Hao told them last time that this is the Queen of the Wishing Pond.

Every day, maids come over and make a sincere wish.

The appearance is even more pious than the believers in the church.