Ride and Cut

"Li Cha, can we really do it?" Annie stood on the top floor of the castle, watching all kinds of undead coming in like a black tide, even her teeth were trembling slightly.

"A man can't say no, understand?" The lord was holding a binoculars to spy on the enemy.

To be honest, it was quite disgusting, whether it was the stitch monster or the rotting corpse, it made him want to spit out the pan-fried steak he ate last night. But the more disgusting they are, the more they want to look at them more, and even start to speculate about their identities before they were alive.

Most of the undead are produced from human corpses, but some clearly bear the racial characteristics of half-orcs and elves. Obviously not a Stuart national, and I don't know where it came from.

What is even more surprising is that, even though the sun above the head is generously swaying light and heat, the undead everywhere seem to be completely unaffected.

Although I already knew all this from the scouts, it was still incredible to see Li Cha with my own eyes!

How could it be - just like ice cubes will melt under high temperature, the scorching sun is definitely the nemesis of the undead. This is the most fundamental nature of the conflict, not so easy to resolve.

There may be a very small number of high-level undead who can resist with their own strength, but it is obviously impossible for all of them to have that kind of ability in the mighty tide in front of them. Otherwise, the thousands of people like the Ripper should stop resisting, and it would be easier to wipe their necks and hang themselves collectively.

"The opponent has at least dozens of times the numerical advantage." The half-elf's face was pale, and he subconsciously grabbed Li Cha's sleeve, trying to gain a sense of security from it.

"Why do you have so many things to do?" The lord impatiently stretched out his hand to flick her brains. Seeing Annie's eyes full of fear, he couldn't help but soften his heart. He sighed helplessly, "Oh, women are trouble."

As early as three days ago, all the non-combatants in Gaoshan Fort had retreated to the Chimu Great Forest. They couldn't help in the battle. It just happened that the wind-milled mountain copper that had troubled the blacksmith for a long time had been ground into powder with a steam ball, and it became much easier to smelt the magic-weave fine steel.

Go back to the Twilight Forest and continue to open the furnace, maybe the Ripper Legion can be replaced with new equipment one day earlier.

At that time, there were some sheriffs who rode ghost spiders with white cloth strips tied on their heads, shouting the slogan "for the blooming bitter thorns", preparing to participate in this homeland defense battle, but they were all driven away by the lord.

Only Annie had to stay, and Li Cha couldn't beat her or scold her, so he had to acquiesce.

Facts have proved that large-scale battlefields can easily cause mental shocks to ordinary people, and people who are usually smart may not have much judgment left.

"Give me five thousand gold coins when you're done." Li Cha patted her on the head.

"Why?" Annie instinctively became vigilant when she heard the money.

"Go to the casino and have fun and relax."

"You..." The half-elf girl gasped immediately, and the panic just now was forgotten. "If you gamble for a long time, you will lose. If you get stuck with this problem, you will be finished!"

"Oh, yes." The lord nodded seriously, "Thank you for reminding me, Miss Anne."

"Li Cha, after this battle, do you think it is necessary to set up some churches of the Holy Light?" Vera was wearing the most solemn robe of a priest mopping the floor, with a holy silver cross and a full set of ornaments that had been passed down for five generations on her chest, her long honey-colored hair was smeared with olive oil and tied at the back of her head, bound in a delicate golden olive crown.

Everything made her look awe-inspiring and inviolable, as if she was exuding light that purifies everything, holy and pure like an angel.

It also made the lord's eyes stick to her like a bee seeing pollen, never leaving her for a moment.

"I still think that the fate of mortals should be controlled by mortals themselves." Li Cha shrugged and smiled, "But..."

"But what?" Several people around couldn't help being curious.

"It might be necessary to kidnap a few more priests of the Holy Light." The lord laughed.

The first round of blows has kicked off the whole battle!

The huge size determines that Fengshen pterosaurs and giant dragons have the best load-bearing capacity among flying mounts.

Right now, the flying dragon cavalry is climbing up with a heavy net bag under the leadership of Higuain. After reaching the highest point, they draw an arc-shaped trajectory and dive down.

The drake spread its wide wings, allowing gravity to capture itself. At first, it was slow. But as time went by, it became like a meteorite piercing through the atmosphere, and the oncoming violent airflow even made all the riders have to bend over to avoid it!

When reaching the height of 200 blades, all the air cavalry began to turn and climb.

The net ropes couldn't bear such a violent toss at all, and they broke one after another. The stone celestial maidens wrapped in it scattered like flowers, and with a frightening humming sound, they slanted towards the densest place of the undead tide!

"boom!"

The continuous loud noises made even the earth tremble.

Gravity endows the stone with terrifying speed, and the speed combined with weight becomes unparalleled power!

Not to mention fragile skeletons and mummies, even the tallest suture monsters can't resist this kind of power, and they will be blown into pieces immediately after touching them! The stones hit obliquely on the ground will even roll continuously until the last trace of kinetic energy is exhausted!

A wave of air cavalry dropped bombs, although it was a tactic proposed as a joke, it also caused some confusion among the undead army.

The skeleton archers among the resuscitators were not slow to react, and they all raised their heads and shot arrows into the sky. But with their crappy shooting skills and strength, it is completely impossible to threaten the dragon beasts hundreds of blades in the sky. On the contrary, the falling arrows ruined many of their kind.

The air cavalry glided back, and the bed crossbow installed in the castle began to show its power.

The dwarf artificial soldier, with his bare upper body showing his muscular bison, chanted and pushed the bed crossbow along the slide rail to the shooting position. The spear-like fine steel crossbow bolt was already in place.

"Kap bang!" The gray-bearded dwarf elder waved two red and yellow flags vigorously, with the veins on his forehead popping up, and hoarsely shouted the old dwarf order.

"Clang!"

Robina has a talent and spirituality in mechanical design that is difficult for others to match. Since he came to Alpine Fort, his carefree life has given him more time and energy to perfect his works. In addition, the lord's mind is full of strange knowledge, which really helps him a lot.

Today's bed crossbow has undergone two iterations, and it is much more powerful than the original prototype that Richard saw in the dwarf tribe!

The nearest undead was still three thousand yards away, almost as small as an ant to the naked eye. At this ultra-conventional distance that can almost make any long-range weapon desperate, although the bed crossbow of Gaoshanbao is difficult to guarantee the accuracy, it is still powerful!

With the density of the undead army, there is no need to aim at the head at all, and it is difficult to miss with your eyes closed!

The conical crossbow with the strongest penetrating power crossed 2,000 yards in an instant, and almost each of them had to pass through more than a dozen bodies to barely stop, and immediately knocked down the vanguard.

This is only the first round!

The dwarf elders waved the flag desperately, and the engineers immediately pushed the winch to rewind and prepare for the next round of design.

"Huh?" The lord, who was holding a binoculars and focusing on observing the enemy's situation, suddenly raised his eyebrows.

The reason why the air cavalry and bed crossbows are allowed to attack from two thousand yards away is of course to eliminate the enemy's vital forces as much as possible. In fact, another important purpose is fire reconnaissance.

You must know that even if it is a generally dull thing like undead, cannon fodder and elites will definitely behave completely differently when facing attacks.

Through the firepower test, you can more clearly distinguish the strength of the entire tide of undead from reality, and it is far less easy to be deceived by illusions than the eyes. In order to allow enough time to properly adjust the troops before the follow-up full-scale confrontation.

This move is still a suggestion made by Seedorf, which is actually not a very profound thing. But for a group of high mountain fort officers who regard recklessness as Guiber and are not ashamed, it is enough to shock the heavens.

This test, sure enough, came up with something.

Li Cha suddenly discovered that a small wave of undead behaved very abnormally.

Although it is superficial to judge a person by appearance, it is very applicable to the undead. Higher-level resuscitators may not be closer to living people, and some choose to go on the hideous and terrifying route without looking back, scaring Annie quite badly by their looks. But an undead who has the ability to maintain the appearance of a living person must be of a high rank, without exception!

There are about twenty undead in the tide, except for their gray complexion, their appearance is almost the same as that of living people, and there is no corruption and festering on their bodies.

Besides, although their clothes are very shabby, compared with other miscellaneous soldiers with only a few strands of cloth hanging on their bodies, they still look too much more decent.

If this can be explained by the fact that they died not long ago, their stress response can explain the problem even more——

Whenever they were attacked, these twenty or so undead, who looked like living people, had obvious movements of waiting and avoiding. If necessary, they would even use other large undead as human shields to protect themselves.

Those who can display this kind of intelligence are definitely not ordinary undead. Don't look at how weak the little dragon soul Thutmose is. He is at a disadvantage in terms of quantity. In terms of quality alone, he is actually worthy of his status as a dragon in his lifetime.

So even if they looked like a group of old, weak, sick and disabled farmers, their identities couldn't be concealed at all - high-level undead!

The lord raised his head to the sky and laughed three times, and immediately surprised the people around him. Therefore, he was confident that he had found the enemy's vital point—because the low-level miscellaneous soldiers were driven purely by instinct, so the undead army often had to rely on a few high-ranking members to maintain it.

Destroy them first, and the entire army of undead will become a mess to be slaughtered, which is a very economical choice.

"Concentrate your firepower, replace it with the Demonic Steel Crossbow Arrows, and kill those wretches for me!" Li Cha shouted with one hand on his hip, even briefly overpowering the loud chant of the dwarf artificial soldiers.

The free shooting stopped abruptly, and after a moment of brewing, with a "click", dozens of crossbow arrows flew into the sky in a uniform order!

The dwarf artificial soldiers all understood a truth - since it is difficult to maintain accuracy at a distance of 3,000 yards, they must use salvos to make up for the accuracy! No matter what ghosts and monsters you are, as long as you eat one of my demon crossbow arrows, there is no reason for immortality!

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Carlos felt that he and all the believers must have been abandoned by the gods.

They have been praying collectively for a quarter of an hour, and the situation has not improved, but it is getting worse and worse.

The military strength of the local lord was stronger than previously imagined, and Carlos, who had only read basic old-fashioned works, was dazzled by the abundance of means. I can't help but wonder if the world is developing so fast, even the local lords have a stronger army than the king a hundred years ago.

First, a round of flying dragons swooped down and threw stones. At that time, he and the disciples were on the edge of the strike range. Be a little more careful, and you can easily escape the disaster of innocence.

But when the subsequent bed crossbow started firing, the luck ended there.

They were located in a key care area, and seeing with their own eyes that the crossbow arrows could pierce through more than a dozen undead at once, no one would be so arrogant as to prepare to fight with their bodies.

Carlos had to keep fleeing with the believers, trying to escape behind those big undead. But fate did not favor these poor people who were determined to survive. On the contrary, the god of death opened his blood-colored eyes.

The crossbow bolts falling around became more and more dense, and the big men who could act as meat shields fell down one after another. Although there are no religious casualties yet, it will only be a matter of time if this continues.

Carlos was as anxious as an ant in a hot pot, but he couldn't think of any way.

Just now, there was an elf lich of high rank nearby, who was calm and calm in the face of the crossbow attack. After singing, he propped up a circle of ghost fire shields and covered himself tightly.

Carlos thought that hiding behind him would be safe, but before leading the disciples there, a crossbow arrow pierced through the magic shield in one fell swoop. The imposing elf lich didn't make a sound, and turned into a corpse again and fell down on the spot, even his head disappeared!

God knows whether it is the elf lich's spellcasting level that is muddy, or the power of the crossbow arrows is really unparalleled!

Along with the magic shield, Carlos' optimism was broken.

Sighing, he kicked a skeleton soldier to death, and snatched a rusty two-handed sword. Accompanied by the roar, a stream of pitch-black cold flames ignited on the blade, like an abyss Jedi that devours everything.

Saw the right moment and swung the sword like lightning!

With a loud "bang", a crossbow bolt was cut off in the air, revealing that it was far more powerful than the elves and liches.

Carlos' face changed greatly, and the long sword in his hand was broken into several pieces and fell sadly.

Ever since I can remember, I have been praised by the elders as a rare genius once in a hundred years. Getting started with sect secrets is as easy as drinking water, and it has never been disadvantageous! If it wasn't for protecting the parishioners, escaping the undead alone would not be more difficult for him than turning the palm of his hand to observe the pattern!

Carlos thought he could be considered a master, but now it seems that living in the wilderness is inevitably short-sighted, and he has long been behind the times. A mere shot of a crossbow arrow actually wiped out a full third of his battle energy reserve!

"What should I do?" The parishioners trembled with fear.

"That's the only way to do it." Carlos stretched out his thumb to wipe away the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"But that's not in line with the doctrine..."

"There is no other choice now!"

A round of bed crossbow volleys at 120 breaths is coming soon, continuing to hesitate will only waste precious lives in vain.