Ride and Cut

There are more and more walking corpses on the streets, and the originally cold streets suddenly become lively.

It is said that the undead will always miss the life they once had, but this kind of nostalgia is mixed with hatred and paranoia, so they will be jealous and resent all living beings. Richard didn't know whether this statement was accurate, but it was true that the walking corpse would pounce upon a living person when he saw a living person.

It doesn't matter what Stuarts or Pompeians are, in front of the undead, as long as they have life, they are all natural ally.

"Forty-five thousand..." Richard repeated the number involuntarily as he opened the road.

"Are you scared?" Seedorf was also fighting with a sword.

This old man used Stuart's standard military swordsmanship to make him well-informed, and he should be considered a good player when he was young. But now his physical strength has declined, and he can only follow Bernard to check for missing vacancies.

"Actually, it's okay to break your fingers. There are more than 100,000 regular troops in the city, and one person deals with more than three on average. This is not a big problem." Richard held Vera on his shoulder in one hand, and Zhanlong Zhong in the other. The sword slashed wildly.

Undead of this level can't cause him any trouble, but some walking corpses are stained with filth, and they fly down and fly in the sky to a disgusting mess. Whenever Richard turned around to keep Vera in front, anyway, the woman had been screaming since she was carried, and it didn't matter if she called louder.

"It's not that simple. If it were all this kind of miscellaneous fish, the city guards would not be annihilated." Bernard picked up the knife and chopped off the head of a walking corpse, splashing dirty blood on his face, but this one The fierce Officer Stuart didn't care at all, and the tone of his speech was still calm, "You must be careful of the undead wearing the armor of the Imperial Guard, that is a zombie warrior, very powerful!"

"How strong?"

"Strength and physical toughness will not be weaker than the Blood Knight. The disadvantage is that there is no martial arts at all. The advantage is that only the head is the key point, and there is no fear of death at all, and there is a certain elemental resistance." Seedorf said.

"Oh." Richard was quite disapproving. It wasn't that he hadn't hammered the genuine blood knight. To tell the truth, that was the case. Without the variety of blood abilities of the blood knight, the strength of the zombie warrior is definitely far behind.

He thought that if there were only one or two hundred, it would not be difficult to rely on Alpine Fort alone.

"Just say how many people are there?" Lord Lord thief waved his long sword in a cool manner.

"A whole legion!"

"..." Richard turned around and used Vera to block the smeared blood on his face, his movements have become skilled and efficient, "The sky has fallen and there is a high roof. This kind of task is given to General Pinto. It must be no problem."

With the passage of time, more and more corpses on the streets became more and more serious after leaving the noble quarter.

The group of people is actually quite high-end, the officers are all good swordsmen, and there are magicians and priests who are not low-ranking. If they were allowed to let go, these walking corpses could not be an obstacle at all. But once the shackles of the inability to use the elements were added, the situation became quite difficult, relying on the swordsmanship and physical strength of the officers to support them.

The priest Holy Light's magic is quite effective against the undead, but there is no time for them to chant and cast spells while running.

"Why can't you use elements?" Richard bears most of the positive pressure, as well as leisurely worrying about this kind of problem, making all the Stuarts amazed. The efficiency of this Pompeii killing was almost "cleaning up", and it was a monster with infinite power.

"You said that undead creatures can perceive elemental fluctuations, but even if they don't use it now, aren't they still attacking us?"

Vera put her arms around Richard's neck and slid it from her shoulder to her back. She didn't answer Richard's question, but seized the opportunity to start holding the spell, first released the blessed spirit blade to several swordsmen, and then released the decontamination technique to herself.

Then he said: "If you don't use the elements, we will only attract the walking corpses within a hundred yards. If you use the elements, all the walking corpses a thousand yards away will be moved by the wind."

"Why didn't I bless the Spirit Blade?" Richard discovered that the Dragon Slashing Great Sword did not shine like other people's milky white luster.

It just so happened that there was a walking corpse covered in mud in front of him, so he swung his sword and turned and turned his back forward at the same time.

"The power of your sword is overflowing, you don't need it!" Vera clenched a pair of powder fists white, teeth creaked, and stretched out her hand to wipe off the mud on her face.

"Yes." The lord grinned, "Miss Vera, you are so thoughtful."

Another wave of walking corpses wandered out in the corner alley, and when they saw a living person, they immediately began to look like a blowfly with shit.

"Hurry up, we'll be at the camp soon!" In the dim sky, Richard could already see the campfire lit by the camp. One of these people behind him is panting, and his physical strength has gradually become difficult to support.

But I hope that there is always something beautiful that can stimulate people's potential to the maximum. Whether it is a mage or a priest, they squeezed out their last physical strength and ran with the Pompeii.

Seedorf was trying his best to kill the undead, but the blade suddenly stopped abruptly in the high-speed movement-the walking corpse was rushing towards him, wearing the armor of the city guard. The original young face has been completely filled with bloodthirsty and hideousness.

He used to be very familiar with this phrase, but now it has become a monster.

"It's Say..." Seedorf was still holding the sword in a stable hand, but he couldn't kill him anyway. This veteran who is known for his perseverance contained unspeakable pain in his voice.

He has experienced countless difficult situations in his life, and some almost mortal killings finally survived. But when it comes to the degree of inner entanglement, few times at all can compare with the present!

Seeing that the walking corpse was getting closer and closer, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Richard didn't care so much, he kicked up and down into the roadside house with his big feet, smashing a hole in the wall.

The camp is not far away, and there are scattered walking corpses that can be seen outside, but it is not a problem for the people in the mountain castle for the time being.

They have lighted several braziers in the surrounding open space, enough to illuminate more than a dozen steps in a radius. As long as the undead gets close to the firelight, an arrow will "grow" on the head and then fall to the ground-this kind of quasi-head is of course the centaur's credit.

The holy light above the head was used as lighting, and it was very eye-catching in the dimness, but it made the centaur shooters notice this team early.

"My lord is back!"

Richard vaguely heard someone shouting like this, and the centaur archers began to support them with long bows.

A group of people rushed into the fence like a whirlwind, and then the gate was closed tightly. The weak mages immediately sat down on the ground, but the officers who fought all the way were all panting, all of them were fine.