When Roddy inhaled, he could smell the strong smell of blood, which proved that it was not too long between the death and the transformation of the undead, and the private soldier decoration on the body proved this: it was a soldier who had just been attacked by the Orcs.
The headless body was motionless, but if you looked closely, you could see the huge wounds on its body caused by the Wolf Riders.
"Boss, isn't this guy human?"
"Dead, living dead. Next time you see it, just kill it. Be careful not to let its blood splash into your mouth and eyes. If this happens, immediately go to Akasha and purify it with divine power, otherwise you will soon be poisoned to death, understand?"
The big man Erwin hurriedly nodded, at the same time checking his body for the undead's blood. And Roddy slowly stood up, his eyes extremely solemn as he looked around …
What did it mean for the undead to appear here?
While he was thinking, he noticed the notification in the [Quest Panel]. Clicking on it, he was surprised to find a clue for the next step in [Judgment of the Bone Throne]:
"The undead soldiers have appeared in front of you, which indicates the conspiracy of Augustine the Great. You are facing the threat of the greatest monarch of the Bone Throne. Fight! Otherwise, you will become one of the many white bones! "
Quest Objective: Repel the undead army 1/3000
Kill the leader of the undead army 0/1
Quest Time: 3 days
Quest Reward: 6720000 EXP, 2 Advanced Talent Points, choose 3 skills to strengthen.
The lines of words made Roddy gulp — for an "Epic" quest to reach this step, the reward was indeed tempting. But such a reward was accompanied by unimaginable danger … The three-day quest time and the undead army of 3000 were placed together, indicating that he was probably facing a premeditated encirclement of the undead!
This was really a double whammy. The threat of the Orcs was right in front of him, but the undead actually quietly laid such a big trap?
How did he do it?
Rody was lost in thought as he looked at the corpses in front of him. Suddenly, he heard the warning of the soldiers nearby. He quickly got up and found that Sodelor had already led three cavalrymen to kill a few figures that were about to pounce on the troops.
And undead!
"Return to the squad immediately. It's not safe here."
Roddy did not waste any time. He called Erwin and the others and left. When he returned to the camp, Sodelor had already killed eight undead. At the same time, the alarm indicated that more enemies were approaching!
"Stop resting. Everyone, prepare to depart!"
The soldiers who had just taken a breather immediately picked up their weapons and began to line up. The exhausted nobles endured the pain in their legs and got up. But just as Sally was about to lead the troops eastward, Roddy suddenly called out to her.
"Wait."
Sodelor had just returned to the team at this time, and said anxiously, "Although there aren't many undead in the periphery, these people are dressed like private soldiers, and one of them should be a baron. They're all participating in the hunt!"
"This is not a coincidence … It's not a coincidence at all …"
Roddy muttered to himself, and suddenly said, "We can't continue. If we do, we'll die!"
His words were almost alarmist, and the surrounding nobles immediately looked over. After the previous incident, no one had any doubts about Roddy now. They were just very puzzled as to why Roddy would make such a judgment.
"The Orcs haven't caught up yet. These undead soldiers can even defeat ordinary soldiers. We can still break out of the encirclement …"
"Yes, continue. We can definitely do it!"
"No! Why did we encounter the undead right after we got rid of the Orcs? Sienna, that traitor, can only collude with the Orcs, but can't he also call the undead? Damn it! "
There was no need for Roddy to say anything. The nobles immediately realized what was going on. None of them were fools, and almost immediately they had a rough idea of what had happened. But the more they did so, the more silent the atmosphere became.
The sirens on the periphery were incessant, indicating that more and more undead were surging here.
"The nearest village can't be reached before nightfall. If it's dark, then the undead will have the advantage — because these summoned zombies don't rely on their eyes to identify their target. It doesn't matter whether it's day or night. By then, even if the Wolf Riders don't catch up to our team, I'm afraid we'll be surrounded by the undead … "
Roddy could be sure of this, because he was very familiar with the Necromancers' style of battle. To put it bluntly, when there was a sufficient number of 'soldiers', they only needed to rely on 'encirclement' and 'attrition' to exhaust the stamina of the soldiers.
There was no need to charge, no need to use tricks. The undead's style of battle was to overwhelm their target with absolute 'numbers advantage'. They didn't care how many people died or how much morale fell.
In terms of the mission objective, there were at least 3000 soldiers surrounding Roddy. This number was enough to completely destroy Roddy's slow-moving team.
Even if they reached the nearest village and resupplied, without the protection of the city walls, they wouldn't be able to stop a single village …
What if the Orcs didn't catch up?
What if there weren't so many undead?
Although there were countless' what ifs', everyone present understood that if their fate was entrusted to 'what ifs', then their chances of survival would probably be 'one in ten thousand'. There was no such thing as luck in war. One wrong step could result in everyone paying the price with their lives.
Now that the team had fallen into a complete deadlock, no matter which option they chose, it was nothing more than a fight to the death. In terms of probability, the outcome was almost 'death'. It was just that they didn't have the courage to get rid of the burden and break out of the encirclement.
"If you can't, then so be it. Those who are willing to stay, stay. Sally, Duke, Baron Roddy and the rest of you split into a small team. The chances of escaping danger will definitely be higher."
Some nobles calmly proposed this method. Although it was very cruel, at this moment, no one raised any objections.
The older nobles didn't say anything else and began to organize their leather armor and weapons. Although many of them had been afraid of death for many years, they were really willing to sacrifice themselves now. In the first creed of human nobles, 'dying in battle' was always glorious.
Catherine's eyes dimmed. She understood that if they really carried out this plan, she would undoubtedly be the one to be sacrificed. But now that things had come to this, she calmly accepted this fate.
At least, compared to before, Catherine believed that she had finally thought things through a lot.
This was the only solution left. Sally looked at Roddy with a complicated gaze. The latter frowned and tried hard to think of a solution. But no matter what, Roddy couldn't find a way to protect the team.
"You have to bear the consequences of your own actions." Looking at the somewhat solemn team, Catherine suddenly sighed with emotion. "If we didn't insist on forming an alliance to deal with Sally and Duke over the mine, I'm afraid we wouldn't be in this situation now …"
Several nobles who had been in the same team as Viscount Anru looked ashamed. But now that things had come to this, there was no point in regretting.
"The mine …"
Roddy suddenly raised his head and stared at Catherine. "You said the mine? The mine in the Cohen Mountains? "
"Y-yes."
Catherine didn't understand why Roddy was so agitated all of a sudden. She instinctively replied, but then she saw him take a deep breath.
"Phew … there's still hope!"
"What do you mean? Roddy, what's wrong with the mine? "
Sally didn't understand. She had bid for the two silver mines last night because she had listened to Roddy's advice, but she didn't know the reason behind it. But now, why did the escape have anything to do with the mine?
Roddy glanced at the [Map Bar] and confirmed the plan. He shouted, "Turn around immediately and head for the Cohen Mountains!"
"It's not far from here. If we continue walking, it's less than twelve kilometers away. But … are the undead afraid to go up the mountain?"
"Stop guessing. I'll explain it to you when we get there!" Roddy quickly ran to the troops that were on standby and shouted, "Guards, protect us on both sides. Only attack the undead that are close to us. Don't worry about the rest!"
"Everyone, continue walking. These scumbags don't understand our kingdom at all. There's a way to deal with them in the Cohen Mountains!"
Roddy's voice made the soldiers and nobles feel a little more confident. He didn't look like he was forcing a smile. Instead, he was very confident.
"Those who should ride, ride! Don't save your energy for the war horses. Let's go up the mountain! "
Turning around, Roddy pointed at Catherine and the barons who volunteered to cover the retreat. "Don't even think about dying! Listen to me. This time, I guarantee that you will survive! "
"Everyone will be the heroes of the kingdom. The enemies will die under our swords!"
"Soldiers, move out! For the Kingdom of Karen! "
Catherine's eyes widened. She looked at the people who gritted their teeth and stood up for survival, for the kingdom, and for glory. Suddenly, she felt a surge of hot blood in her chest …
"For the Kingdom of Karen!"
Her voice was mixed with the shouts of the soldiers. Whether it was her, the private soldiers, the Holy War Army, the Dragon Spear Knights, or the nobles, at this moment, everyone had only one identity —
They were the first army in the kingdom to launch a "counterattack" in decades.
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At the same time, Godard's troops were camping and resting 300 meters outside of Pacaro City.
To the humans in the city, this kind of contemptuous behavior was definitely a silent insult. Not only that, every once in a while, the Wolf Riders would carry the severed limbs that they had just chopped off and approach the city. They would throw the limbs near the city walls to intimidate the nervous soldiers on the city walls.
After throwing the limbs for an hour, many guards who had never been on the battlefield were pale and weak in the knees. Because the ground was densely packed with human body parts, it was too terrifying.
But Godard's mood didn't improve because of this. He had lost more than 70 soldiers, but because the enemy was holed up in the city, he couldn't take revenge. Now, he had no choice but to vent his anger in this way …
After his anger gradually dissipated, he simply began to worry about returning to the grassland.
Anyway, he had killed enough people and earned enough nobles' heads. This trip was not a loss no matter what.
But just as he was about to order everyone to rest on the spot, the Orc in a black robe appeared in front of him again and brought him a surprising news —
"You said they didn't enter the city? How is that possible? "
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Qidian was banned, and I didn't receive any notice before this, so I didn't have any articles to post. The editor said that the amount of my updates could be ranked in the top three of the "least banned updates". In order not to be included in this list, I worked hard to update two times today.
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