A strange world

Chapter 505 Chapter 162. Heroic Spirit

Annan can name almost every one of these veterans who followed Annan from Star Moon Bay to Liberty City.

But no one has time to be sentimental, because the war is still going on.

In the afternoon, Mad Dog Archduke began his second attack.

This time, no cavalry appeared on the battlefield, only soldiers wearing metal armor and carrying wooden shields that covered their entire body advanced slowly.

The copper bullets from the magic musket hit the wooden shield, splintering wood chips, but the soldiers behind the shield were unhurt. Even if you shoot at the same spot continuously and penetrate the wooden shield, it will only be bounced off the soldier's metal armor.

Fortunately, the magic artillery worked - this slowly advancing dense shield array was like a target, and one shot could knock down several shield soldiers. The mages simultaneously released greasy spells and burning spells to slow down the advancement speed and clear the wooden shields. In addition, Ilimoyas led thirteen white dragons to harass in the air. The battle continued into the evening, with the enemy retreating leaving hundreds of corpses behind.

Still, the casualty ratio changed.

In the second battle, Mad Dog Archduke suffered fewer casualties, but Annan's side had more casualties, with 25 people killed.

Lord Lorraine said that David Swann, the leader of the Lionheart Knights, is an old nobleman who has experienced many wars. To him, war is like a spinning wheel in the hands of a female worker, like the paint on a painter's pen, like the words written by a poet, like …

"You use too many parallels." Annan interrupted.

"Not much at all. Lord David Swan is the person I respect the most." Lord Lorraine said seriously.

"Then you are in good luck." Annan responded to Lord Luolan's puzzled look: "You have a chance to defeat the person you admire most."

At night, Annan and Olmedo held a "funeral" for the thirty-eight dead soldiers in the square in front of the city lord's palace.

According to the wills written by all the soldiers before the war started, in addition to dividing the inheritance among their relatives and friends, they all wanted to continue to be residents of Liberty City after death - living in the form of skeletons.

Twenty-six of the thirty-eight soldiers wanted to be farmers, the remaining three wanted to be woodcutters, five wanted to be workers, and the remaining four could do anything.

Annan and Ingrid temporarily added a heroic spirit protection law to the "Free City Code": all beings who sacrifice their lives for Liberty City and voluntarily transform into undead will become heroic spirits. They retain honor, have a cemetery, are maintained weekly, and the wages they earn are passed on to their families and future generations.

This somewhat reduces the pain of separation.

"It would be great if we had resurrection skills." Annan said regretfully.

Resurrection of the dead can only be mastered by priests above legend.

In any case, they did not die, they just changed their way of accompanying Liberty City. Maybe in a few decades, new wisdom will be born in their bones.

The gray-robed mage took the initiative to host the transformation ceremony. As a result, after climbing up thirty-eight skeletons, one of the skeletons was somewhat special——

Its empty eye sockets were filled with soul fire. It did not stand blankly like other skeletons, but looked around blankly.

"Cluck, knock, knock—" I saw Annan's skeleton moving its lower jaw.

The gray-robed mage applied a common language proficiency to him, and the skeleton made a sound of bones colliding: "Lord Annan?"

It preserves memories of life.

"This is the prophecy system. We can always choose between good and bad." The gray-robed mage responded to Annan's shock.

Annan became suspicious again, whether the gray-robed mage's surrender to him was part of the "prophecy"...

This lucky guy's name is Kral. After learning that he had been resurrected from the dead, Klar couldn't wait to go home and tell his only sister the good news. Olmedo smiled and suggested that he go back to the camp to see his comrades first and give his family some mental preparation - —After all, as soon as she learned about the death of her biological brother, a skeleton came to visit her and said that he was the younger brother, which might scare her.

Before Krall ran to meet his former companions, Annan took out a hastily made medal and hung it on the third rib of their left chest - their honors for hunting ratmen during their lifetimes were all painted on the medal.

Annan also arranged to give Krall a position: as the only heroic spirit that has retained his memory, he will become the captain of the other heroic spirits.

The reunion was short-lived. The next day, they had to face a brutal war again.

David Swann, who directed the soldiers to launch a new attack in the early morning, tried to lengthen the front line - in theory, the last thing the musketeers feared was the enemy standing in a row. But today they put a layer of iron plates outside the wooden shield, forming a shield wall hundreds of meters long to press against the front line...

In the end, the third wave of attacks was pushed back with the help of magic artillery, Ilimoyas and the white dragons. During this period, three young dragons also wanted to appear - they wanted to make money, but Annan and Ilimoyas drove them back together.

The unknown advantage of magic muskets is gradually disappearing. To make matters worse, several magic muskets were taken away from them in the morning battle.

Annan was not worried about them imitating the magic gun. By the time they developed it and mass-produced it, the war was over. Annan is really worried that they will use this to master the power and shortcomings of the magic gun.

It's probably not too late to improve the magic gun now!

Annan found Bronzebeard and discussed while drawing the drawing: "The magic gun must be able to fire continuously. Refer to the spindle of the Susan spinning machine, we use a wheel-type mechanism..."

After the early morning battle, there were only sporadic ranger intrusions into the evening. But when late at night came, Mad Dog Archduke's troops suddenly launched a near-total attack.

David Swann identified the disadvantage of the musket's need to be aimed. He attacked in the middle of the night when it was difficult to see, allowing the shield soldiers to advance in the darkness while extending the front line.

The cavalry stood by behind, ready to charge after the shield soldiers cleared away the resisting horses.

Deafening roars and flashes of light enveloped the outskirts of Liberty City, as if fire dropped by the gods were scattered on the battlefield, and streaks of smoke rose toward the sky and merged into the deep night.

Annan almost asked Dean Blehim to take action, but Olmedo stopped him. She said that neither Swaro nor Blehim and Dahl belonged to Liberty City. You can't protect the residents all the time, you have to make them learn to fight for what they protect. True faith can only be born through the tempering of iron and blood.

David Swann is a good, suitable opponent and Annan must learn to beat him himself.

Annan did indeed do it: he climbed on the back of Ilimoyas's dragon in Olmedo's silence, went around behind the enemy in person, opened the portal, and drove away David who immediately retreated when he saw the portal coming out. ·Swan.

Annan and Olmedo, who came back, unanimously decided that they could no longer let them encroach bit by bit, and they had to take the initiative.

But last night’s experience really scared Lord Lorran’s idol. His camp was surrounded by mages and archers, and Ilimoyas couldn’t get close...

Annan raised his head and asked Lord Lorraine: "What does David Swan like?"