Ride and Cut

The samurai of Gaoshan Fort stormed into the camp like a whirlwind, and Richard glanced roughly, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

There are hundreds of elite scouts under Bedrick's command, and these people are not bad at long-range attack and close combat. In addition, the tiger guards are not idlers, so they can handle them with ease.

In Bedrick's armor, he was wearing black and yellow checkered pajamas. The corners of his eyes were covered with feces. He was probably sleeping. Based on what Richard knew about him, this guy must have been lying down during lunch break and never got up.

"What should I do now?" He said while squeezing a turquoise pendant, and Richard took it smoothly. After turning over and over again, he couldn't see the name. "What is this?"

"Shimmer Talisman."

"Let's go out of the city first." Richard put the amulet on his neck and blinked his eyes twice, suddenly realizing that the night could no longer block his vision, "That's right, but it's a pity that the vision is green.

"Do you think this is a potato in the field? If you say there is, there will be?"

Time is tight, and no one knows when the undead outside will gather into an unstoppable torrent. Knowing that every second counts, Richard didn't say much, so he shouted at the camp: "Dracula! Where is Dracula!"

"My lord, I'm here." As expected, Dracula was trapped in Bedrick's camp and squeezed out of the crowd and waved vigorously at his lord.

"Yeah." Richard nodded and motioned for him to come over, then turned to Bedrick and continued: "Be careful..."

"Wait!" Suddenly, Bederik discovered that some of the people who came were clearly different in style from Pompeii, and there was also a priest of the Holy Light. "Are they all Stuarts?"

"I'll talk to you later." Lord Lord waved and interrupted impatiently, chattering and continuing to emphasize the potential danger, "Be careful of people wearing the armor of the Stuart Guards. They are all zombie warriors. It is said that they are powerful. Very strong, the Lindong City Guards were planted in their hands."

"What did you just say that the zombie warrior wears?" Bedrick looked strangely behind Richard.

"Stuart's Praetorian armor." The lord thought he hadn't heard it clearly, and repeated it again.

"I seem to have found them..." Crown Prince Pompeii smiled bitterly and pointed behind Richard.

"I... fuck!" Lord Lord turned his head, a red heart instantly cooled to his heel. With the help of the vision provided by the shimmer amulet, he saw that many soldiers formed a neat line in the distance, approaching Bedrick's camp. Their breastplates are uniformly depicted with closed eyes and a peaceful face. This is the emblem of the Merovingian family of the Stuart royal family.

They passed by the walking corpse, but the crazy undead creature seemed to regain some sense, not only did not attack, but hurriedly gave way. This can only show that the two parties belong to the same camp and there is a subordination relationship.

Although the whole body was covered in armor and could not be directly observed, Lord Lord immediately discovered their special features.

Compared with the walking corpse that walks crookedly, the zombie warrior moves extremely cleanly. They are not confined to the road. When they encounter the obstacles of the house, they will be on all fours like a gecko climbing a wall, and they will not slow down at all.

Just by looking at their easy energy when they overcame the wall, you know that their strength is definitely not weak. And when he fell heavily from the roof and slammed the ground slab to pieces with one foot, the zombie samurai could bounce like a spring and continue to run forward for a while, showing that their physical coordination should not be underestimated.

"Is this a zombie? The zombie should be very slow, right." Bedrick grinned in disbelief.

"The number is not too much!" Richard at least found good news. The number of zombie warriors in the field of vision is far from enough for a legion, about five hundred people, and no more than six hundred at most.

Gaoshan Fort not only has Holy Light priests, but also has a lot of high-concentration holy water stocks in his hands.

The so-called one thing drops one thing, the priest of the holy light and holy water are almost impossible for humans to cause damage. The holy water can be directly applied to promote wound healing, but for the undead, it is the natural enemy of the astrological phase, and it is directly splashed by high-concentration holy water. On the body, the corrosive effect caused is almost the same as that of sulfuric acid.

With these two undead natural enemies, it will not be difficult to deal with five or six hundred zombie warriors-as for Bedrick's manpower, it is not even considered by the lord.

"Prepare holy water, kill them first!" Richard snapped his fingers smartly.

The speed of the zombie warrior's advancement is a bit surprising. You must know that there are still many dwarf short legs in the team of Alpine Fort. Rather than running halfway and being overtaken, it is better to solve the problem while there is a wall.

But before he was happy for long, a loud and sonorous dragon chant came from the night sky above his head, and the sound shook everywhere.

"Higuain?" Lord Lord was shocked for a while before he recovered. The first reaction was Higuain. There were originally two dragon knights in the Pompeii Expeditionary Army.

He raised his head and looked at the sky, but in the face of too far away, the shimmer amulet was powerless, after all, this was just a kind of magical equipment that was not too advanced.

"Wrong, strong, solid, and full of metal texture. This is more like the characteristics of a golden dragon. Moreover, the greenness in the voice has completely faded without looking old, indicating that its owner should be in the prime of life. That is to say-a mature man. Golden Dragon." Seedorf woke up at some point, struggling to get off the carriage: "And as far as I know, Master Higuain's partner is an adult dragon of wind type."

Lord Lord was stunned. He never thought that the dragons of different dragons would be different, let alone distinguish effective information from this difference.

"The Genealogy of the Dragon" is a good book worth reading~www.readwn.com~ Also, Mr. Richard, you might be too ruthless to start." Seedorf grumbled while rubbing his head. Behind him, Vera immediately began to curse and cast the Holy Light to heal.

"Golden Dragon in the prime of life? Impossible, where's the golden dragon, is it a wild dragon?" Lord Lord lowered his head and stung, feeling where there was a stick of firewood, ready to give him another one.

"I don't know, I just hope that at least it will not be Lord Corleone." Seedorf smiled very bitterly.

"Corleone?" Richard had some impression of the name, as if he was Stuart's Golden Dragon Knight. Suffolk mentioned this man before the expedition, saying that he was killed unexpectedly when he encircled and suppressed the dragon, "Isn't he dead?"

"Yeah, he really died."

The meaning contained in Seedorf's words made everyone involuntarily fight a cold war. For a while, it seemed as if the pause button was pressed, and it was strangely quiet, leaving only the breath condensed into white mist in the cold night.

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