The Crystal Palace Of Heaven

Strictly speaking, the siege of the undead is basically not much different from the orc's way, and there is still nothing new. Of course, the only difference is that the undead will abuse their military power unscrupulously more than the orcs. Of course, this is not because the people who are pursuing immortality are suddenly more courageous than the real men who are full of muscles in the brain, but because of the "life" of biological weapons such as skeletons and zombies. Naturally less valuable than goblins and kobolds.

Of course, on the other hand, the eastern walls where the undead are mainly placed are relatively less defensive than the federally strengthened northern walls. At least the average height of this section of the city wall is about 5 meters shorter than that of the north side. Several towers have not been completed. Even the urn protecting the city gate has only been repaired in half, and many places can still be seen. Demolition engineering fence.

Of course, the siege equipment for the undead is also very complete, at least much better than the orcs. Rock-throwing vehicles that can throw fireballs and plague toxins, and air assault weapons made of skeletons darkened. Of course, the most terrifying scene is that such a large number of skeleton soldiers rushed under the city wall, and then turned into a dark and scary skeleton ladder under the collective cast of the necromancers. The undead armies stormed the stairs against the city walls in such a mighty way, almost turning the city defense into a face-to-face field battle.

All the above methods were eventually disintegrated under the ardent resistance of the defenders. Of course, it's not just the federal army that is involved in defense. A large number of adventurers and mercenaries, ordinary residents of the Black Man City, also straight into the battle. "Even if we don't pay, it's crisis time. This group of war wild dogs will definitely join the battle. As long as they don't want to really become military food and skeleton soldiers, even if they are for self-help, they will be sent directly to us. Effective. The tens of thousands of troops have been expanded for city defense without spending a penny of military expenses. This is the king of thin water. "Bernard Ogg ’s initial calculation was indeed correct, from this point of view He said that if he did not choose a career as promising as a soldier, he might have become a super-rich merchant in a rich country.

It continued for an entire day and night offensive and defensive scorching. Although the undead gave the federal defenders far more damage than the orcs, they still did not move forward. But even so. Their offensive is still like a tide, as if they are really prepared to drown all the humans of the Black Man City.

The largest building in Heiman City, the former adventurer's house, now the Garrison Command. By this time of war, it had been rebuilt into a front-line hospital, specializing in treating the wounded who had been sent down from the city walls and still had room to rescue. As for there is no room for salvation ... Well, this is a cruel battlefield after all, and at this moment, the soldiers can only choose a relatively "humane" method to end the suffering of their comrades, and then torch his body— no way. It is the easiest way to prevent your dead comrades from turning their heads into zombies and skeleton soldiers, but it is also the most effective way.

The person in charge of this frontline hospital. It is a Brigadier General named Flor Evans, with the Samsung logo awarded by the Magister of the Learning Alliance. This Brigadier General Flore is about to enter the senior stage, this year is about fifty years old. Like 99% of the federal officers, he was born into a wealthy merchant family, but he has not yet reached the point of being a gatekeeper. Moreover, although this gentleman holds Samsung's senior magician qualification. However, he is not good at fighting, but is very accomplished in the field of arcane medicine composed of metamorphology and alchemy. It is one of the most famous doctors in the Federation.

Of course, Brigadier General Flor is naturally the official head of the front-line hospital, but there is also an old gentleman whose prestige in the hospital is a little higher than the latter-the Great Church has just entered any one in the Heman City Diocese The bishop less than a year old, named Hippoferrati, no longer knows how old he is. He is the patron saint of adventurers, the priest of the moon and the goddess of hunting Diana, and in addition to the two priests who are also believers of the moon god, there are five priests who worship the goddess of the earth, Mara, and the goddess of life, Elune. The priests of Vol'jin, the goddess of wealth, as well as the apprentices and attendants of these people, total about 30 people.

These people are in charge of the only religious facility in Heiman City. In the past days, adventurers always like to come here, to be talked about by the old bishop's bitter mother, and then to wash a few bottles of holy water that has been diluted many times, or take those free cakes. ——It is actually unleavened cake. Now, at the moment when the undead and the orc coalition formed, the old bishop took all the staff in the church straight into the medical team. Without them, Brigadier General Flor took a few apprentices. It is impossible to rescue so many injured people.

"Bishop, fifty more wounded people have been sent to the front." Brigadier General Flor now encounters things, and he likes to discuss with the half-elf old bishop. Let ’s not mention the magical magic of the Templar, which is more powerful than arcane magic in healing wounds and warding off disease, but the Brigadier General can feel that the old priest of the moon **** is far from himself by medical treatment on.

Brigadier General Flor is a meager person, otherwise he will not be retired until he is barely mixed up with a general status. Of course, he will not envy people who are more capable than himself. In fact, in his view, during the time he worked with Archbishop Hippoferati, he felt that he had improved a lot in medicine. This is what the ancient elf proverb said: "The life of a wise man must be with People who are better than yourself "

"Is it corpse poison again?" The old bishop only looked at the wounded and sick, and they saw the clues from their dark faces: "It's the same, the leaves of evening primrose and winter eucalyptus, boiled into a potion Pour it in. Uh, General, you can handle the wounded to such a degree, right? "

"Most of the wounded, my apprentices can handle it. The main ones are ..." The Brigadier General took the old bishop to the side of the wounded in the last row. The faces of these young soldiers were not only bluish-black after being poisoned by corpses. And the whole person's body is breathing disturbing heat, and even the surrounding air seems to be cloudy.

"This, this feeling?" The old bishop was startled. "This is not a means of undead. Um. Yes, any curse of undead magic will not have such an effect. I think ... this should still be An effect of demonic magic. "

"Demon magic?" General Flor couldn't help but stunned. He did have a bit of surprise in his heart, but more of a thrilling euphoria. You know, he has been a military doctor for a lifetime. Deal with undead magic, deal with arcane magic. I have also faced elven magic and shaman magic. Of course, the treatment of knife wounds and general natural diseases is even more numerous, but only the wounded who have been hit by the curse of demon magic have not been encountered.

"It is very difficult to dispel this kind of magic. It is necessary to use a high concentration of holy water, and also to drop the magic circle through complex divine art ... I need your help, general." The old bishop said.

"You're welcome, everything is what I should do ..." said the general, thinking in my heart that I was afraid that you would be better off at this time.

The half-elf bishop nodded. He stretched out two hands to release a magic spell, which seemed to be ready to confirm the type of curse the Shangyuans were subjected to, but his face suddenly changed, and all his blood was instantly lost: "Wait ... General. When did you send these wounded?"

"About an hour?"

"Oops ..."

The old bishop's words haven't been uttered yet, inside the wounded's skin. Suddenly, there was a large dazzling red light, and even with a "bang", it turned into a source of flash and fiery destruction, and the suffocating sulfur breath almost burst out. The glare that can deprive ordinary people's vision in an instant, thus involving the people and things around them into a hot storm.

The attack of the undead continues. But after all, it was not as violent as yesterday. For the federal soldiers who have completely defeated the orcs, and also let the undead eat a gray nose in the previous day. The war does not seem as terrible as imagined. At least, for those soldiers who have just graduated from the rookie period, they can completely relax their mentality, calmly accept the passing of their comrades and the attack of the enemy, and they have learned to keep themselves as calm as possible during the intermission Come down, so that the body and mind can get a full rest.

On the battlefield, it takes only one night for a recruit to become a veteran, of course, provided that you do not die. The initial battle of these rookie troops of the Federation is a relatively easy battle of defense. For them, this is already a very good luck situation.

"This group of rookies really chose a very appropriate time to enter the Shura field. If they are sailors on a warship, oh, are there any road samples of the forbidden army, they will face an irreparable defeat as soon as they come up. Maybe I will have nightmares in my life. Gee, it ’s so pitiful! "The veteran looked at the rapidly growing recruits and issued such a sour comment.

A large warehouse on the east side of the city wall is now a resting place for this group of "Federal veterans". Of course, the so-called "rest" is also relative to the companions who are fighting on the walls. The real responsibility of these federal soldiers now is to take care of the spare arrows, crossbows, stone bullets, alchemy bullets, and spare parts of various large fortified weapons in the warehouse. In fact, this is a very important job, but After all, it is away from dangerous places. So a senior military officer proposed a "genius" idea to let the federal army take the flag regiment as a unit and take turns to be stationed in the warehouse area. In this way, it is fair to everyone.

I don't know what the commander and deputy commander adults would think when they heard this "genius" idea. In short, the guards who are currently stationed in the warehouse are the guards of the two flag regiments directly under the headquarters. These are the elite veterans in most of the rookie legions. .

"Even if this is the case, you guys have to keep up their spirits. The materials we care for are very important to Heiman City! Never let anyone have an opportunity. In addition, we are the last general reserve team of the legion. We all need to be put into the battlefield, so prepare me mentally! "Commander Lieutenant Colonel Mason, the commander of the headquarters, a very tough man, but unfortunately, the middle-aged man who has already shouted his head, like this to the subordinates. Proclaimed.

"If we wait until we need to go to the battlefield, so the city will not be able to keep it?" The soldiers under the lieutenant colonel whispered and whispered in private.

"You guys, don't forget, you are upright federal soldiers, not mercenary war dogs!"

"Head, don't be funny, we are not the knights of Oakland and Virginia. In the Federation, only those who can become the first-class people are magicians, but we are not soldiers like us. In this way, and the wild dogs of war What's the difference? "

"Damn, **** ..."

As a result, the conversation broke up like this, and in the following days, although the relationship between the chief and the soldiers was not harmonious, but the cumbersome but important work of guarding the warehouse, they always performed well, at least There is no loss of ordnance stored here. So, in the interval between the attacks of the undead, the headquarters even sent a commissioner to bring the ale and roasted lamb to reward the three armies.

"Major Bernard is very satisfied with your work! So in addition to escorting 10,000 escorts to the East Tower, he told me to bring these wines and lamb to the soldiers." Commissioner sent by the headquarters As a young captain officer, Lieutenant Colonel Mason felt that he should have seen him somewhere in the headquarters, but could not remember it. However, this man brought the deputy commander's token and his autographed signature, which should not be fake.

"The arrows can be loaded soon." The lieutenant colonel said hesitantly. "As for the wine ... Uh, thank you General for your kindness, but it's not easy for us to drink the bar when we are working?"

"It doesn't matter. Your General has given instructions. You have worked hard. You can completely relax this afternoon." The captain officer shook his hand and smiled. He saw the other party hesitated and hurriedly said: "Of course, this is just a proposal It ’s not an order. Whether you want to drink, or the lieutenant colonel, you and your ministries decide. "

The key words are you and "your subordinates". If it is really up to these people to make the decision, where is the possibility of not drinking? In fact, without waiting for the decision of Lieutenant Colonel Mason, his subordinates had opened the ale barrel and made a sound almost like a bear child.

The lieutenant principal sighed, and the captain beside him also showed a helpless smile: "Look, this is the military heart. There is no way, the soldiers are tired and urgently need to relax."

"Compared to the soldiers on the wall, they are already very happy."

"However, when the time comes to let them play, it means that you have entered the point of a decisive battle. You know this, so let ’s take advantage of this time. "

The lieutenant colonel showed a moving expression slightly, but it seemed that he did not expect that such a young captain, who seemed ordinary, could say such vicissitudes. At this time, the captain suddenly found a bottle of crystal clear red wine from his pocket and smiled again.

"In any case, Lieutenant Colonel Mason, you should also take a break during the break. This is specially ordered by the commander of Harda to give you the lower officer."

"Oh, Lord Commander?" Lieutenant Colonel Mason, who was born as a mercenary, was naturally close to the old deputy commander Bernard, who was a squad of old men, and some of them rejected that all of them were Austrian Lieutenant general Hirda, a noble son. He really didn't expect that this senior playboy-like Lieutenant General Harda would have such a human face.

"... I'm really ashamed of the commander's love." Lieutenant Colonel Mason said in a slow tone: "So, Captain, would you like to have a drink with me?"

"Oh? Uh, ten thousand arrows are about to be loaded, it seems that it will take some time ... The next official is desperate." (Unfinished)