Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

The beam of light hit a carriage, melting it directly.

This beam of light was more like a demonstration. After the beam was released, a group of paladins rushed forward, hugging their heads and feet, wrapping the stagnant holy spirit who had just finished releasing the beam of light into the shroud , and quickly carried it to the back of the team.

A large number of silver knights stopped slowly and began to line up.

At the back of the team, Triker, the God Knight of the Silver Knights, was already roaring angrily: "Idiot, idiot, idiot! Why do you let the Holy Spirit run ahead? You all know that he is a muscle, what if there is a fight? !"

The knight under his command said aggrievedly: "Isn't it impossible to catch up? The Holy Spirit will ignore him as soon as he runs. We can't call him."

"Are you still wronged? Are you still wronged? Then why did you let him run? Why did you let him run?" Trik was so angry that he swung his whip and slapped his hands.

The knight under him shrank his head, did not dare to block, but tensed his body to bear it.

Triker vented his anger, calmed down a bit, jumped up from the horse, his eyes flashed, and he saw the car formation in the dark side city in the distance.

"These old men in Darkside City are reacting faster and faster. Before we arrive, they are ready to defend. It's a bit difficult." Triss said in embarrassment.

To be honest, the reaction speed of the car formation in Darkside City exceeded his expectations, and he didn't expect it at all. This was because a cardinal in red gave the enemy a tip-off.

Seeing Trick in trouble, a young knight who had just been dispatched from the headquarters volunteered to say, "My lord, we can focus on the point where the Holy Spirit breaks, and break through the enemy's defense from there."

Trik slapped his thigh and praised: "Good idea, you are indeed a young man who came down from the Holy See. He has courage, energy, and courage. The main attack task is entrusted to you. Take your people and break through the enemy's defenses. , we will sweep the array for you."

"Ah?!" The young knight was dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, the main attack task would fall on him. The young knight was dumbfounded, but he didn't dare to disobey the military order, so he had to go down and prepare while smoking his mouth.

Trick looked around, and the rest were his old buddies, and he was lazy to cover up, cursing: "Now the guys sent by the Holy See are more and more stunned, and they make contributions at every turn, breaking the dark side city, and Don’t think about it, they’ve all been transferred here, life is a silver knight, death is a silver ghost, break the dark side city, what will we eat in the future?”

"Yes, yes, everyone is an idiot." The subordinates echoed in unison.

"By the way, how is the situation of the fallen angels? There is news from the Holy See that His Majesty the Pope intends to dispatch us to encircle and suppress the Fallen Legion." Trick took the time to ask.

Quartermasters are the most familiar with this aspect, and intelligence is also a kind of military supplies, which is under the responsibility of the logistics department and will be collected by him in the end.

"No one dares to provoke the Fallen Legion now. A small number of people is like throwing themselves into a cesspit, and they will never come back. They rely on Kelun Town to erode outwards. The number of people is increasing. Many priests are polluted by them. The people who become them, most likely the people we sent yesterday, become our enemies today."

Trick heard a toothache expression on his face, and the voice of the fallen angel Shamara was getting louder and louder. She was looking for priests everywhere, plundering their power of holy light, and then polluting them.

These polluted people have no way to return to the Church, otherwise they will be the first to be purified.

The polluters have gathered together under the guidance of an old priest named Farrer. They call themselves watchmen and keep their hearts clean. Fallen power.

However, inside the Holy See, they are called the Fallen Legion, and the Holy See is indeed planning to send people to disperse them, but the method of dispersing them is not the same as they thought. The easiest way is of course to burn them to death.

However, because of Nicholas' death, the Western Diocese will not be able to pick a successor for a while. No one can integrate the power of the diocese, and there has been no way to deal with it effectively.

So much so that the Pope couldn't help but want to cross the diocese and directly mobilize the Silver Knights.

Of course, this order has not been issued yet, it's just that the Silver Knights have been working hard to maintain their relationship with powerful figures in the Holy See, and they have learned some news in advance.

The current Fallen Legion and Fallen Angels are a cesspit, and no one is willing to take the initiative to provoke them, mainly because the method of ‘pollution’ is too disgusting, it’s fine to rob you of your power, and it will also feed you with the power of corruption.

In an instant, your camp changes, former companions become enemies, and former enemies become companions.

Even if your former companions know that you were forced, what's the use? Will they not purify you? If it is purified, how will it be purified? If it can't be purified, will it be burned? Even if you don't burn it, will you be imprisoned for the rest of your life?

The answers to these questions are most likely in the affirmative, so how dare you go back?

If you don't go back, you can only hold a group to keep warm. Once you hold a group, there will be more people, and you will have to solve the problem of eating, drinking, and messing. If Karen Town can't support too many people, you can only expand outward, and conflicts will arise.

However, the Fallen Legion can't make a difference for the time being. The most troublesome thing is Shamala. This fallen angel is getting stronger and stronger.

By constantly plundering the Holy Light, at the beginning, she was chased away by an ascetic monk named Ang. A few days ago, she broke into a monastery and met two ascetics who were practicing penance with the saint there. The monks, with one against two, finally robbed the holy power of the two ascetic monks.

It can be seen that her strength has increased very quickly.

Powerful and elusive, if this continues, I am afraid that even if the archbishop comes in person, she will not be able to suppress her, and it will be troublesome then.

As long as Shamara doesn't die, the Fallen Legion can't be wiped out no matter how they try, so before Shamara dies, Trick absolutely doesn't want to touch this mess.

"It seems that we have to suffer a lot of losses." Trick said with a 'heartache'.

In just one sentence, the people under his command showed a knowing expression.

The Silver Knights had suffered heavy losses, so naturally they had no energy left to destroy the Fallen Legion, let alone offend Shamara. After all, the Fallen Angels were not those iron fools under him.

You can also ask the Holy See for compensation and rewards as an excuse, so why not do it?

The young knight was finally ready. More than a hundred of his confidants surrounded him, and the rest of the silver knights dispersed to support him in the rear.

The so-called battle line sometimes becomes a battle supervisor. All the knights began to tap on their breastplates and sang hymns: "Hallelu—Messiah—Portia—Sisma—Amaka—" .

The young knight smacked his mouth twice: let you talk more, and then pulled down the mask.

The holy light lit up on them, and everyone began to draw out the throwing spears across the bag, clamping the horse's belly, slowly moving forward, and slowly accelerating.

After entering a certain distance, there was a whistling sound, and the thick crossbow shot into the formation of the knights.

The holy light flashed, the shield on the unlucky guy was shot, and the crossbow arrow penetrated through his body, taking him up into the air, crashing heavily into his companion's horse behind him, vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

The companion avoided his position and continued to move forward. The priest behind hurried up and dragged him away for treatment.

The arrows of the crossbow arrows were fired one by one, shooting down knights one after another, but the attack speed was too slow to make the enemy collapse.

A little closer, the archers of the Silver Knights began to shoot, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, waves of powerful arrows shot at the wall of the car, focusing on suppressing the places where the crossbow arrows were shot.

It's a pity, I don't know if I hit it, even if I hit it, the opposite side is full of undead creatures, and there will be no screams or other feedback.

The archers from Darkside City began to counterattack at the firing holes of the carriages.

With the same bow and arrow, the arrows from Darkside City were obviously inferior to those from the Silver Knights. The arrows shot were soft and weak, leaving only some white spots when they landed on the knight's armor.

From this, it can be seen that the supplies of Darkside City are indeed very scarce. Except for the siege crossbow that has performed miracles vigorously, other weapons are not very easy to use.

Facing the rain of arrows and crossbow bolts, the silver knight began to accelerate, and at the same time threw the javelin in his hand.

Each person had a javelin, and the dense javelins were thrown at the wall of the car, and ruthlessly pierced into the car.

Although they kept silent, most of the undead creatures in the carriage won the bid, and the power of the holy light on the javelin continued to burn their bodies. Ange even felt that several souls were completely extinguished, probably because they were unlucky to be shot. The Lich in the chest.

Negris flew to a higher position and explained to everyone, mainly for Ange:

"The silver knight sent out a small team, and the rest waited in the rear. They moved, and they were slowly accelerating. They were getting closer and closer, and the spears were thrown, and the javelins were thrown. They hit the target. The side of Dark Side City suffered heavy casualties..."

At this point in the explanation, Negris suddenly changed his voice and said: "Although I can still talk until dawn, but depending on the situation, something is wrong. The knights behind did not follow up. They are sending the first batch of charging knights to die. what happened?"

As Negris saw, the first group of knights rushed to the gap, hooked first, and tried to pull away the nearby carriages, but they didn't move after a few pulls, so they had to bite the bullet and rush, and then they were shot by the crossbow arrows , dropped all the corpses, and was hacked to death by the thick-skinned lich.

There are more than 3,000 liches, each of them has thick skin and thick skin, at least at the level of bast skin. Their skin and flesh are the best armor, but they are not very protective against the holy light.

Soon, the silver knight who broke through the car wall was hacked and killed, and even the young knight died with hatred.

It wasn't until the young knight died that most of the Silver Knights really started to move, instead of pretending like before.

Slowly increasing the speed, thousands of silver knights pressed forward.

Negris suddenly said: "Give up the car wall and let everyone back down, quickly."

"Ah? Give up the car wall? Give up the car wall, we can't stop the knight's charge." Rogge said anxiously.

"Can you stop it now? Get down quickly, come here, Anger, Brusk, the ground is sinking, get ready." Negris said.

Brusque began to cast magic into the sand in front of him, and said while putting it on: "Let's talk about it first, I won't transform, and I can't interfere with the disputes on the mainland, otherwise I won't be able to come to the land in the future. If it's surrounded, I'll take you and Ange away at most."

Rogge glanced at Brusque in surprise, what is the identity of this guy with upturned nostrils? How dare you use the word 'interference'? They are all surrounded, can they still escape?

Negris said angrily: "Okay, okay, this can't be done, and that can't be done, what's the use of you."

Anger also started to play magic, and soon, the whole sand was full of elemental reactions.

"Quickly, let your people withdraw." Negris said.

Reluctantly, Rogge ordered to retreat. Even though he didn't understand, the well-trained Liches of Darkside City still obeyed the order, quickly threw off the wall of the car, and retreated behind Ange and the others. .

In the desert with no danger to rely on, without the barrier of the car wall, facing the cavalry is the fate of being crushed.

Rogge asked eagerly: "God of Knowledge, people have withdrawn, what should we do now?"

"Do nothing, wait."

Trick was also surprised by Rogge's retreat. He came to the car wall in surprise and found that there were no traps. Only then did he realize that Darkside City was really retreating, but it did not retreat too far. Looking at it from across a sand dune Looking at him, the leader of the black warrior also made a 'please' gesture to him.

Trick couldn't help muttering: "These undead creatures have opened their heads?"

After muttering a few times, Trick said loudly: "The despicable enemy set up an ambush to assassinate the young Kerry knight. The enemy must have set other traps. We can't act rashly. We will retreat with Kerry knight's body."

The Silver Knights restrained the corpses of Knight Kerry and his subordinates, and Hulala retreated completely, leaving only javelin arrows and bloodstains all over the place, silently reflecting the battle just now.

Rogge looked confused: "Why is this happening? What do you mean by asking me to make a 'please' gesture? Why did they retreat? Is this a secret signal?"

"...How did you survive until now." Negris covered his face speechlessly.

Bruce also saw it, and said: "You have been raised, and you have raised the enemy to be self-respecting."

"Then what does the gesture of 'please' mean?" Rogge finally accepted that he had become a raised enemy, but he still didn't understand why a single gesture could make the enemy retreat.

"They need the corpses of their companions, and the soul breath from the wounds of the corpses. If they can prove that they were killed by undead creatures, they can confess to their superiors. If you don't back down, then they can only break your car formation. Take the body back," Negris said.

At this moment, An Ge suddenly looked up at the sky, and a row of explosive fireballs appeared in front of him, shooting towards the sky with a trajectory.

The light of the fireball illuminated a figure falling at high speed. It was a human woman with a big waist and a round waist. She was wearing a coarse linen dress and fell from the sky at high speed. Facing the incoming fireball, she didn't even blink her eyes and let the fireball bombard her. On the body.

The fireball exploded, and the flame slid along the woman's body, but it didn't touch her body, just like the flame couldn't attach to her.

But she carried one, two, three, and when the twelfth one came, she couldn't take it anymore. She maneuvered in the air, and the flames couldn't touch her, but the impact of the explosion was not easy to bear.

But Ange's gaze was firmly locked on her, and despite her maneuvering around, the fireball still kept on chasing her.

The new fireballs were constantly being released, and the old fireballs were chasing after them. The longer they flew, the more fireballs would be left in the air. If they hit her at the same time, the power might superimpose to an unbearable level.

Bruce stood in front of An Ge with a wry smile: "My lord, please be merciful."

Ange tilted his head, retracted his hand, and the fireballs in the sky stopped.

The human woman flew over aggressively, and the little zombie angels, including Rogge, all stood in front of Ange.

The woman ignored the others, and flew directly to Bruce's side, grabbed it by the ear and growled, "You are so brave to steal my dragon eggs! Do you want to die! Do you want to die?" die!"

Bruce said calmly, "The baby has hatched."

"Ah? Hatch... hatched?" The woman's anger was instantly cleared, leaving only trembling and disbelief.

Thank you Nanjixing Xia Erha, hello, see you in the future, angry cotton, Meng Tian recalls the past, the wish is not there, a leaf on the ground, for the reward.