Ride and Cut

As soon as the lord entered the door, he saw Nehru lying on the fence and preparing for the fireball technique. Dots of fire elements were already looming in the night sky, and it was obviously coming to an end.

When Li Cha raised his hand, a big neck interrupted the spellcasting, leaving a sentence "Do not use elemental power" to Nehru with a blank face, and he was already walking towards the camp.

Several leaders from Alpine Fort came up to meet them, and Gunther started yelling and asking, "Boss, what's that outside?"

"It's a walking corpse, it's a kind of undead creature." Li Cha smiled wryly, "I see the undead all day long, and talk about seeing the undead, but I didn't expect to see the undead today."

"My lord, what shall we do now?" Hurt looked worriedly at the night outside.

"Let me tell you, the more than 400,000 people in the whole of Winter City have now turned into that kind of shit, 400,000!" The lord spread his hands, shook his head and sighed, "What should I do? I also want to know what to do, go to..."

While talking, Li Cha suddenly couldn't continue.

Because pairs of eyes were staring at him, even though he knew the situation was extremely dangerous, he never wavered. There is something called trust in their eyes, hot and scorching. In this cold night, brighter than fire.

So the lord took a deep breath, and immediately calmed down, the irritability disappeared.

"Has Dracula come back?" Li Cha asked while trying to unload Vera from the chair, but the Stuart priest clung to him like an octopus, clung to his back tightly, and refused to get off no matter what.

"Bring me a coat first." Vera leaned close to Li Cha's ear and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito.

"What?" The lord asked impatiently without hearing clearly.

"Bring me a coat first!" Vera gritted her silver teeth, her beautiful face was almost distorted. If there is warmth in his eyes, Li Cha must be completely familiar from the inside to the outside by now.

"Coat?" Li Cha impatiently grabbed a tablecloth and threw it to her, "Only this, do you want it or not?"

Vera carefully covered her chest with the tablecloth before she straightened up and jumped off Li Cha's back, snorted coldly and walked away without looking back.

Hurt blinked his eyes twice, and decided to pretend that he didn't know anything: "My lord, Dracula came back, and went to look for His Highness Bedric again, but he hasn't come back yet."

Li Cha grabbed a bottle of ale and popped the cork, and took a breath down his throat. The ale kept in the outdoor natural refrigerator is very cold, and swallowing it in the stomach can quickly calm people down.

He didn't know where the limit of the Pompeii expeditionary force was, whether it could deal with more than 400,000 walking corpses and thousands of zombie warriors. But in any case, it is obviously a better choice to evacuate this place of right and wrong first.

"Count the number of people first, no one is missing, throw away everything else that can be thrown away, and leave as soon as Dracula comes back."

It will take time for the walking corpses scattered throughout the city to become entangled in a large scale, so right now, the pressure felt by Gaoshanbao is not too great. But this easing is just an illusion, and the time will never be too long. Now, every second counts, and it is best to evacuate Winter City before the arrival of a large-scale attack.

"Yes, my lord!" Hurt turned and left in a hurry.

"I don't want the luggage anymore?" Gunther still feels sorry for the precious food. His hometown in the extreme arctic ice field has to fight for this stuff every year, but now he has to give up all of it for nothing.

"No, I don't want any extra things." Li Cha slammed the wine bottle on the ground and smashed it into pieces, his face was naked and arrogant, "As long as people are okay, I won't be hungry if I take you to block the road and rob. But if people are gone, it's useless to have luggage!"

"Okay." Gunther also left, and he wanted to eat a few more bites to pay back. The last few heads and brains also dispersed in a rush.

Li Cha scratched his head, everything that should be done is being done, and everything that should be ordered has also been ordered. In the entire camp, everyone was busy, and the illuminated braziers cast mottled shadows on the ground.

to help? He was not alone. to do something else? It seems unnecessary.

The lord suddenly realized that at such a tense moment, he had nothing to do. There is another one who is so idle with him-the full moon in the sky.

"Lord Richard, I want to meet with your commander-in-chief." Seedorf, who had been silent since entering the camp, suddenly said.

"Old man, it's not that I'm perfunctory." Generally speaking, 99% of the beginning is to be perfunctory, but this time Li Cha really didn't, "I'm just the captain of the top three, and there are several levels between me and the commander-in-chief. Normally speaking, I will inform you layer by layer. I asked the Crown Prince of Pompeii to give you a message, but it's not a matter of success. Time is precious now, so you should go with us first."

"Is it really impossible?" Seedorf confirmed again.

Li Cha shook his head quickly, "It's impossible for those small officers in the city guard who are in charge of hundreds of people to see you if they want to, right?"

"Yes." Bernard whispered beside him, "In our Cold Winter City Guard, let alone small officers, even ordinary soldiers can see adults when they meet."

The lord smiled helplessly. This kind of difference was really beyond his expectation, and he didn't know what to say.

"It seems that it is really impossible." Seedorf sighed regretfully.

"Everyone!" He lowered his head and drew his sword out of its sheath, pointing obliquely at the sky.

The dozen or so Stuarts who came together looked at Seedorf, including Vera. There was a slit on the chest of her clothes, which was covered with a piece of cloth. No matter how you looked at it, the piece of cloth looked familiar.

"In the name of the supreme commander of Winter City, I order you to evacuate immediately with Sir Richard."

"Us?" Bernard was keenly aware of the implications, "My lord, what about you?"

There was a well in the camp of Alpine Fort. Seedorf walked over to sit on the stone edge two steps, and stuck his sword in the mud in front of him. The night wind blew his gray hair, and suddenly there was a sense of sadness of a hero's twilight.

"Me? I'm not leaving."

"Why!" Bernard growled.

"I have experienced many failures in my life." Seedorf's tone was very steady, and the volume was not loud, like a river flowing. "Every time, I thought that I would bear the burden of the dead and continue to move forward. So until today, for the sake of the dead, I can always persevere."

"But this time - 30,000 city guards, 450,000 residents, and hundreds of thousands of lives disappeared overnight. It was too heavy, too heavy to carry on. I really want to rest and rest. Let me, a bad old man, stay here forever with Winter City and the 400,000 victims."

At this moment, Seedorf is not like a general, but more like an ordinary old man with a haggard heart and soul. The ambitions of his youth have left him, and all he pursues is peace of mind.

"My lord, it's not your fault." Bernard, who was as strong as a black bear, closed his eyes tightly, but couldn't stop the tears from flowing down.

"It's not my fault, but it's the last straw that overwhelmed me." Seedorf smiled, his clear eyes were warm and energetic, "Don't cry, I've already..."

"Bang!" Before he finished speaking, Seedorf collapsed like a puddle of mud, behind him Li Cha casually threw a firewood stick on the ground.

"Why are you still breaking up those useless things?" He looked at Berner with contempt, "Just knock him out and take him away, and we will argue later if there is any reason."