Chapter 439

There are many undeads, but local soldiers and non-commissioned officers are familiar with fighting against undeads.

From the tide of the undead, to the establishment of the city of the undead, to the city of the undead, to the city of the undead, they have not fought too few times with the undead.

Therefore, when facing the terrifying undead, morale can be barely stabilized.

Due to the advantages of foresight in intelligence, the city is also prepared, but the number gap is still quite large.

However, the intelligence advantage can bring more than that.

The city lord, the lord of this territory, had already sent people to the nearby great nobles for help.

And the two missionaries were also very clear that since they could receive communication from the vibrating transmission device, Lord Rand should be able to receive it too.

Maybe Lord Rand will come to support him. After all, with their understanding of Lord Rand, the Duke of Moon who hates the Dead will definitely not sit idly by the spread of the Dead, and Lord Rand has still contracted the corresponding business.

"The time is up, why are there no rotation people yet!" The missionaries of the Mother God Sect continued to roar, while the missionaries of the Newborn Sect had other tasks.

The command method of this era is basically based on roars. Larger wars will use flags, carrier pigeons, or messengers.

But the command of this city is always at the stage of roaring.

The undead commander under the city was also a little anxious.

The biggest trump card, the holy artifact hand bone, can no longer be used again in a short period of time. It is impossible to create the giant undead that is raging in the initial city.

If there is no interference, it will not be too difficult to break through the small town in front of you normally.

The arrival speed of human reinforcements will not be too fast, and they have a clear understanding of the arrival speed of human reinforcements.

but!

There is also a Moon Duke Rand, who must be eyeing him, who may appear at any time.

"Press up all." Seeing that the situation was in a state of anxiety, the commander of the undead army pushed the reserve team to the battlefield without hesitation.

Outside the city is full of walking skeletons and rotten corpses.

The laws of war of the undead are different from those of humans.

Human beings need to minimize their losses and reasonably allocate the troops used throughout the entire scope of war.

Because humans are not renewable in a short period of time, this is especially true for soldiers. The combat effectiveness of newly recruited soldiers is often not satisfactory.

But the undead is different, as long as there is enough death.

With the combination of death power and corpses, the army of undead will naturally be born.

After too much death, there will naturally be high-level undead troops.

In short, as long as we can break through human defense, we will naturally have troops.

The whispers of the undead were everywhere outside the city, but the human soldiers on the city wall would not hear it.

Only the roars of grassroots officers would sound in their ears.

These soldiers may not be willing to die for the villagers in the city, or for the lords and nobles.

But everyone knows that the undead will not want to be captured.

From time to time, the infected villagers will be thrown into the city by the dead, and then the emergency response team set up by the missionaries will be immediately activated to deal with it.

I don’t know what the undead did. Some villagers will not die immediately after being sent from outside the city and are burned with wail.

The missionary of the newborn school was in charge of this matter. He felt unbearable about it, but he did not hesitate about the movements in his hands.

Some soldiers who are suspected of being infected will also be locked up and isolated, or even brutally killed and burned.

The newborn believers often pursue peace among human beings and justice, but it does not mean that they cannot make decisions when necessary.

At least when facing evil, they know what to do.

Otherwise, the Torch Church would not have developed, suppressing the nurturing blood church, and finally destroying this cult.

At least in the face of evil, the Torch Church’s newborn sect, or all sects of the Torch Church, are very professional.

In short, the enemy of evil.

When the soldiers were rotating, the missionaries of the Mother Goddess Sect found the missionaries of the newborn sect who were patrolling and whispered, "It's almost over."

The missionaries of the newborn school were stunned when they heard this.

He was originally ready to fight to the end, to be precise, to be prepared to die in battle.

But now I suddenly said it was almost over. Judging from the expression of my teammate, I looked quite relaxed, so it seemed that reinforcements were coming.

"Reinforcements are coming?" asked the missionary of the newborn sect. This was the most likely thing in the guess.

"Yes, my vibration transmission device shows the message." The missionary of the Mother God Sect said with ease.

"Who will the reinforcements?" asked the missionary of the newborn school.

"The vibration transmission device cannot convey too complicated information, so I don't know the specific information, but the army sent by Lord Rand must be able to bring victory." This missionary of the Mother God Sect has a kind of experience for Rand. Almost blind trust.

"Okay, I'll bring you some food later." After the missionaries of the Mother God's Sect finished speaking, they signaled that the missionaries of the Newborn Sect could work on their own, and he went to find food to eat.

After the rotation and rest, I went to the battlefield again.

On the city wall, the defenders looked solemn. They held the weapons in their hands tightly, their palms were already soaked in sweat, and their eyes were filled with fatigue.

The soldiers guarding the city were not too elite.

Deserters have appeared.

They knew that they had no choice but to escape, and they knew that once the city wall was broken, they would be endless massacre and despair.

But they were too weak and knew that escaping would not have any good results, but they still couldn't continue fighting.

Too many comrades screamed and fell from the city wall.

Courage cannot be maintained by reason alone.

Besides, they are not necessarily very rational.

"Hold on! For our family and for this city, we must not retreat!" The commander's hoarse voice echoed on the city wall. The commander even waved his long sword himself and struggling to kill the undead who climbed up the city wall.

There are too many undeads, and they seem endless. Even if a group of them falls, more will immediately surge. The defense line of the defenders was shaken, and casualties became increasingly serious. On the city wall, blood flowed into a river and corpses were everywhere.

Perhaps the least worrying thing is the two missionaries.

After discussion, they did not inform the lord of reinforcements.

It would be too strange if God had been giving the oracle to it, and it wasn't long before the soldiers' morale would have collapsed too quickly in a short period of time.

Just as the defense line became increasingly shaken, some undead had already rushed to the city wall.

A loud trumpet suddenly came from a distance, like a ray of dawn in the darkness, tearing apart the sky.

Everyone looked up and looked in the direction where the sound came.

I saw an army rushing towards the horizon with a rush of overwhelming force. They were wearing armor, holding sharp blades, and were neatly paced, and rode war horses like divine weapons falling from the sky. The bright flags roared in the wind, with shields, swords and wheat ears embroidered on them, symbolizing the glory of the Nicholas family.

There are a thousand people here.

Of course, Rand didn't have that many heavy cavalry, nor did he have that many war horses.

Many of these cavalry can barely be considered to be able to ride horses, but cannot be considered cavalry.

These war horses were also rented by Rand from his allies.

Rand's allies cannot enter the territory of the Kingdom of Lenza. They did not obtain such authorization, and since there was a way, Rand did not need to arrange for smuggling.

Rand borrowed some horses and came here with the elite warriors of the Holy Land power.

After getting closer.

Rand ordered: "Infantry dismount!"

Soon the infantry dismounted and some auxiliary soldiers managed the horses.

The infantry formed a whole and began to advance.

The commander of the Scourge Cult Corps of course noticed these reinforcements.

He could see the disgusting Nicholas family flag at a glance.

"Reinforcements are coming! Our reinforcements are coming!" a soldier on the city wall shouted excitedly, his voice trembling with excitement.

The news spread throughout the battlefield like lightning, and the morale of the defenders' originally depressed rose in an instant, as if they saw the dawn of hope.

"Stand it! The reinforcements have arrived, and victory is right in front of you!" The lord roared, his voice full of confidence.

It is obviously a bit unruly for Lander to have so many troops appear on the battlefield, but now, this lord can't control so many.

This is to save lives.

Unexpectedly, I had sent a message to ask for help from the great nobles of my country, and the one who came first was Rand's army.

I just don’t know if the Moon-Shaped Duke himself has come.

Compared with the excitement of human forces, the undead felt disgusted.

The undead has no fear.

But all the saboteurs, as well as the wise undead, felt deeply powerless.

Sure enough, as long as they want to do, this Rand will jump out and disgust them.

Rand is obviously just a nominal duke, just a little bit of a man.

But such a little duke could defeat the undead's strategy again and again. Now they even have reason to suspect that they could not summon a more complete saint of the disaster apostle, and Rand also interfered with it.

Rand and his soldiers were not afraid of the undead who were several times more numerous than their own.

As long as the number of people is not a dozen times or even dozens of times, the undead is nothing to the elite den warriors.

Rand's eyes swept over the undead army and looked at their command table.

Rand's eyes met the disgusting gaze of the undead commander Bishop from the air.

Both sides could not see each other's faces, but it seemed that there was a response in the dark.

If it was when the tide of the undead had just begun, Rand's army was nothing to the undead.

If it was just when the City of the Undead was built, Rand's army could even press it to death with one finger for the Undead.

But now.

The forces of the Holy Land have become increasingly stronger with the continuous efforts of Rand.

The undead became weaker and weaker under the disgust of human resistance and Rand.

Now, the last army of the undead is where hope lies.

It will no longer be Rand's one-union enemy.

Rand grinned, revealing his white teeth.

In front of him were dense undead.

"Prepare to catch the enemy!" Rand roared!

"Zheng———————”

A thousand sharp weapons were dispatched at the same time, and a tiny blue light flashed in the hands of the warriors.

It's either a long halberd or a long sword.

A thousand people have been bound for a long time and the power was released at this moment, like thunder, like a craze, and like this clear sky.

Chapter 468 Don’t dream, you won’t go to the Kingdom of God of the Apostles

The army of the undead was really torn apart.

Missionaries from the Mother Goddess sect cheered on the walls.

It would be hard to imagine such a scene without seeing it with your own eyes.

The dead are everywhere in the mountains outside the city.

Such a number of undead may not be anything to the Natural Scourge Clan in its heyday. The number of undeads they used to attack the defense line of the Polun Kingdom was much more than that at this time.

But in terms of number, it still crushed Rand's 1,000 people.

Even though I lost a lot of money because of the siege.