"Soldiers are valuable and quick. Without further ado, we'll set off right now." Roland nodded. After hearing this, White stood at attention and turned around, facing the king's army and shouted loudly: "Let's set off!" "Yes!" the king's army responded loudly, and then like ants with a clear division of labor, they took their baggage and weapons and headed towards the other exit of the endless forest. It's night in Morn City. "...To sum up, Roland's army will set off in three days, please don't worry, Mr. Wylis." Malen carefully packaged the note with Roland's military information in special magic material, wrapped it with specially prepared feed, rolled it into balls, and called for a homing first put the written letter home into the bamboo tube on the carrier pigeon's paw, then fed the ball into the carrier pigeon's mouth and watched it eat it before showing a relieved look. Then he raised his hand and shook. Following Mullen's movement, the carrier pigeon spread its wings and gradually turned into a black dot under the night sky illuminated by the golden tree. Three days later, Leiden City. "Why don't the people outside the city come in to help!" A guard soldier from Leiden City leaned against the temporary defenses and cursed with a heavy breath: "If they don't help, the people in Leiden City will be turned into That damn undead!" Fortifications, the white holy light intercepted the green curse thrown by the densely packed low-level undead were tireless and fearless in life and death, attacking the defense line of Leiden City's defense organization like waves crashing against the rocks.
The guard who had just cursed stood up again after resting, pulled up the long bow in his hand, and shot the arrow enchanted with the sacred attributes through the head of a unconscious ghoul, and hit the chest of the undead behind him with undiminished power. The two low-level ghouls screamed and fell to the ground, their wounds scorched black. They were quickly overwhelmed by their companions who came up from behind, and their bodies were eaten by other hungry undead. "Ah————!" His companion who was also standing behind the fortifications was entangled by a long tongue sneaking up from the undead sea. He was dragged down into the undead group without checking. His body was submerged and he let out an inhuman scream. . "Long-tongued monster!!! The mage prepares the illumination and holy light spells! The longbowmen focus their fire and kill them!" the commander yelled at the top of his lungs. The long-tongued monster hiding among the ghouls was immediately set on fire, but the soldiers knew that this was not the soldier who had been dragged down just now stood up with a broken body, his pupilless eyes filled with blood and tears, and roared to join the queue of ghouls attacking Leiden City. Among those low-level ghouls, there are many Leiden City soldiers wearing armor. What makes the Leiden City defenders even more desperate is that these are only low-level undead, and the more advanced undead have not taken action at all. Those undead are just consuming one's own strength and commander of Leiden City knew very well that when there was a slight flaw on his side, these damn undead would swarm him. The commander suddenly raised his head and looked in the other direction of Leiden City. Where he could not see, he knew that an elite army of the Charles Empire was they were burdened with other tasks, and their requests for help were rejected several times. Damn it, don’t they care about the lives in Leiden City? ?The commander clenched the weapon in his hand and cursed with despair and anger in his heart. Chapter 8: The Scourge of the Undead in Leiden City 23 kilometers behind the city of Leiden, on the bank of the Leiden River, a huge military camp was stationed military flag of Charles' Empire fluttered over the military camp, and the military camp was filled with soldiers wearing armor and holding spears. "Lord Wylis, according to the offensive momentum of the Undead, Leiden City may not be able to hold on for two days and will fall." In the commander-in-chief's tent, the deputy general in military uniform finished reading the intelligence that had just been sent, and reported it worriedly to Wylis, who was sitting in the commander's position. "There are a total of 24 people in Leiden City. If we don't support them, the damn undead tribe will have 24 more low-level undead and even a new legendary lich may appear." Wylis is a middle-aged aristocrat in his 30s. He has long blue-black hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes. His angular face makes him look a bit was wearing well-made and expensive armor, and the green leaf family crest was worn behind his back along with his cloak. However, at this time, Wylis was holding a silver wine glass in his hand, with a contented look on his face and a smile on his face as he admired the dancers he brought dancing in the tent, which ruined his majestic appearance. After hearing the words of the adjutant, he smiled and waved his hands: "Come and enjoy the figures of these dancers with me and relax, Raghan. Don't worry about the lives of the untouchables and country nobles in Leiden City. You have to know that we The purpose of this army is to annihilate all the supporting Golden Dynasty troops. Other things are not ours to consider, or do you think you have sympathy for those in Leiden City?" Adjutant Raghan shook his head, rejected Wylis's invitation, and said with a serious face: "No, I don't have sympathy for the people in Leiden City, I am just worried that they will all become undead and have a negative impact on our next plan. Unexpected impact. 24 undead is not a number that can be underestimated in any way, not to mention that these undead are not the unruly types we have encountered in the past. There are definitely high-level undead leaders behind them, and they may even be At the level of the Lord of the Undead.” Upon hearing the words "Lord of the Undead", Wylis' cynical eyes instantly became serious, but then disappeared again.
He shook his head cheerfully: "Even if the Undead Lord is here, I can't jump up. This time I am fully prepared to completely kill His Majesty Judah's troubles. What's more, those famous Undead Lords are in [White Wall Battle] 】Those who were killed ran away, and the few remaining kittens and puppies couldn’t make any waves at all.” "Lagehan, do you know why the undead natural disaster that was so popular back then finally failed?" Wylis crossed his legs, narrowed his eyes slightly, and kept rising and falling with the dancer's movements: "That's because we humans are good at using tools. The brain thinks about countermeasures. And those undead, even high-level undead or undead kings, will eventually be given the desires in their souls." "So if you have nothing else to do, just retreat, Raghan. We just need to wait for the arrival of the Golden Dynasty's army." Raghan frowned, feeling an uneasy feeling roiling deep in his heart. Not only the undead army targeting Leiden City, but also the unknown golden dynasty. However, he could not make an effective judgment based on the current information. Raghan saluted Wylis with a military salute, and walked out of the tent without looking away when passing the charming dancers. "Hey, so Raghan, you can only be an adjutant, and I can be the commander-in-chief." Wylis sighed after seeing Raghan exit the tent, drinking wine leisurely. Wylis has naturally considered the things that Raghan was worried about. But in order to ensure that his army could face the army of the Golden Dynasty in the most perfect condition, Wylis was indifferent to what happened in Leiden City. He even secretly made arrangements. If Leiden City really fell, Wylis would lure the undead king in this city to Moren City in the Golden Dynasty. As for how many villages and towns would be destroyed along the way, Wylis didn't care at all. He only needs to fulfill His Majesty's orders. How many people die has nothing to do with , those untouchables are like weeds, they will pop up endlessly after a for the rural nobles who were implicated, their families could be kind enough to rescue them and take over their property. "Report, General Fowler, who left the camp for Morn City the day before, sent a routine message." A messenger held the bamboo tube just removed from the carrier pigeon, walked into the tent, knelt down on one knee, and reported the report. Wylis nodded slightly, pointed to his table and said, "Just put the bamboo tube on my table. You can step back." "Yes." The messenger stood up and looked at the dancers in cool clothes with erratic eyes as he walked to the table. He placed the bamboo tube on the table and reluctantly exited the tent. Wylis naturally saw the little actions of his men, but he was not angry. Instead, he laughed and said: "I thought my little cuties were not charming enough because of Raghan's serious look just now. Facts have proved that I chose You guys who came out are really wonderful, you, come here. The others continue to dance." He waved to a beautiful dancer, who got into Wylis' arms gently and obediently, and personally poured amber-like wine into his glass. In the city of Leiden, an undead creature surrounded by advanced undead creatures such as abominations, banshees, and lichs had a strong evil green in its eyes. It looked like a lord with elegant manners and interesting other words, this is what it looked like in front of him. It was none other than Faulkner, the former lord of Leiden City. Rich undead energy rises from it, and the souls of the tragically dead creatures in Leiden City are absorbed by it, and then distributed to the surrounding high-level undead. The abomination's skin became harder, the Banshee's figure became more staring, and the bone fire beating in the Lich's eyes became brighter. "Cha... Rees!" it roared, turning into a fierce ghost and staring at the flag held high in the center of Leiden City, with endless hatred in its eyes. A rotten parrot suddenly flew from the air and stood on its shoulder, speaking in a harsh voice like pebbles rubbing against metal: "Master, master! There are a large number of troops behind the city and by the river." "Actually... on the banks of the Leiden River, hahahaha... Charles's empire, God is going to destroy you." Fok's eyes burning with green flames jumped, and he roared to the sky towards his undead low-level ghouls and living corpses also followed their king and let out roars that resounded through the sky. This roar made the soldiers of Leiden City look in fear at the undead that suddenly stopped and roared in front of them. They didn't know what had happened. Then, in the hoarse roar of the commander, they continued to eliminate the undead that seemed to last forever mechanically. Endless undead disaster. "Dong - Dong -" The ground in Leiden City suddenly shook, and huge dark clouds floated over, casting shadows on the heads of the living creatures in Leiden City. And the abominable butcher, who was more than ten meters tall after being pieced together and sewn together from countless corpses, slowly walked toward the defense line of the Leiden City defenders, holding a bone-edged kitchen knife made of white it is not just one, there are more than a dozen abominable butchers with the same ugly and frightening appearance, moving forward together surrounded by ghouls and living corpses. The vibrations on the ground were caused by these behemoths.
"City Guarding Ballista!!! Push it up quickly!!! Shoot at those big guys!!" The commander of Leiden City shouted loudly: "Masters, don't take action!! Save your physical strength and magic power!" Ten heavy city-defending crossbow vehicles were pushed up by a group of four soldiers. The recruits, who had just taken off their daily clothes and put on armor to defend their homeland, struggled to load the thick crossbow arrows under the guidance of experienced hands. That's right, the whole population of Leiden City is now under military force. The commander who defends the city has forcibly ordered all men who are still able to move, including the elderly and teenagers, not to be spared. "Get ready—shoot the arrow!" "Bam—" Following the commander's order, the crossbow made a muffled sound, and ten thick crossbow arrows were fired at the Hateful Butcher, which looked as big as a slow-moving mountain of meat. The crossbow arrows shot into the body of the hateful butcher with the expectant gazes of the soldiers. The huge impact made the hateful butcher take a step or two back. His huge body fell backwards, crushing many who followed him. The low-level ghouls and living corpses also made the soldiers cheer. But they were happy too early. The fallen Abominable Butcher casually grabbed the bodies of the crushed low-level undead and stuffed them into his bloody and limbs splashed, and as the green undead energy ignited from the Hateful Butcher's body, huge crossbow arrows slowly dripped from its body, revealing its brand new pale skin. In the end, the hateful butcher stood up again under the desperate eyes of the soldiers, as if the shooting from the city's ballista just now did not exist. "Don't be dazed!!" Although the commander was also desperate in his heart, he knew that he could not show his fearful expression. He used his roar to drive away the weakness in his heart and gave the order: "Longbowmen fire two rounds of volleys!" The longbowmen who were still alive raised their sore arms, bent their bows and filled their longbows with arrows in the sky once again repeled a wave of low-level undead that came forward. Occasionally, a few arrows hit the Hateful Butcher's body and were spread out by the hard skin. The arrows with the holy enchantment have long been used up, and the arrows just shot were just ordinary undead who had not been penetrated by the spiritual core quickly got up from the ground. "Squeak—!—!" The Banshee howled down from the dark clouds over Leiden City, releasing a halo of panic and mental control. There were many militiamen in Leiden City whose psychological quality was not up to par. They were immediately attacked. In a panic, their minds were manipulated. The weapons in their hands were slashed at their surrounding companions, causing even greater panic and commotion. "Mage troops, wake up!" The commander covered his ears and shouted loudly, trying to stay calm and issue the finally resting for a few minutes, the mages gritted their teeth and waved their staffs at the manipulated militiamen to release the awakening mages were on the verge of depletion of aether, and they had just resisted the howl of the banshee, and blood was slowly flowing out of their ears, mouths and noses. Not only the defense lines in Leiden City were attacked, but more undead units were sent out by Faulkner. Blue bone fire danced in the eyes of the lich skeletons, and magic runes were wrapped around themselves, resonating with the ether and chanting spellcasting syllables. Green cursed magic clusters constantly appeared in their withered hands and flew toward the city that was the lifeline of Leiden City. The holy light barrier caused ripples. More ghouls and living corpses used their bodies to hit the sacred protective shield on the fortifications, and their rotting bodies howled and dissolved in the holy holy light barrier withstood this high-intensity impact, flashing white light violently, and the consumption of magic crystals used to supply energy increased. The commander knew that this was the craziest wave of the undead and the most impactful wave of the offensive, so he commanded the energetic reserves to board the fortifications and jointly kill these abominable undead. However, just when the commander of Leiden City was preparing to fight to the death, more and more high-level undead suddenly dispersed to both sides. The hateful butchers, banshees, and lichs all avoided it with some low-level undead. The direction laid out by the commander moved towards the outskirts of the city, leaving only some low-level undead still using their pitiful lives to impact the holy light barrier. What are these undead doing?The commander's eyes were filled with confusion. He climbed a bell tower in Leiden City and found that the undead were bypassing the holy light barrier and roaring towards the Wylis Barracks stationed behind Leiden City. Although it is unclear why these undead can't think of attacking Wylis' army, it is undoubtedly a good thing for the commander. For some reason, he even felt a little secretly happy in his heart. The soldiers on sentry duty in Wylis's barracks naturally discovered that the undead soldiers attacking Leiden City were marching towards them in two groups, and immediately reported the situation to Wylis. "The Lord of the Undead is marching towards me?" Wylis couldn't believe it. He frowned and pushed away the dancer, whose eyes were blurred and her smooth skin was dripping with sweat. He put on his clothes and armor again with the help of his attendants. . The sentry lowered his head, not daring to look at the gray-haired woman, and replied: "Yes, they are marching very fast. It can be confirmed that the target is us. They are still less than fifteen kilometers away from us." Wylis immediately changed from a playboy to the commander-in-chief of an army. He waved to the other dancers to leave with the absent dancer, and then asked the attendants on the left and right to announce the entrance of Laghan.
At this moment, a purple halo of light violently passed over Wylis Military Camp and Leiden City. Most of the militiamen in Leiden City were stunned by the purple light as if they were possessed by evil longbowman didn't know what happened to his companion who was communicating with him just now. He waved his hand in front of the man's eyes, but he never thought that the palm he was waving was grabbed by the man and bit down hard. The longbowman screamed, and then he was not the only one, the screams of his companions were heard all around. Before the longbowman could react, the person in front of him rushed over, opened his mouth dripping with blood, and there seemed to be something in his mouth. Something disgusting is coming out. This scene happened everywhere within the defense lines of Leiden an adjutant reassembled a small group of unharmed soldiers and rushed to the command post, he found that his commander was crawling on the body of his personal guard, constantly eating his flesh and blood. A situation similar to that in Leiden also occurred in Wylis's military camp, except that the number of infected soldiers was not large. With a calm expression, Wylis drew out his sword and beheaded the sentry who was still alive just now, and rushed out of the tent with his bodyguards. After he discovered that there were mutations everywhere in the camp, he immediately raised the long sword in his hand and released the cyan ether: "Don't panic! Everyone close to my position to form a defense line and kill these mutated soldiers on the spot." At this time, behind Wylis's military camp, the Leiden River, which was originally flowing quietly, suddenly became lively. Countless wet water ghosts bared their blue fangs and stuck out their long red tongues, and crawled up the bank from the Leyden sharp claws pulled at the gravel on the ground, making a rustling sound, and rushed towards the Wylis military camp where the undead plague was currently breaking out. "Clang clang-" "We were attacked from the rear...ah——!!" A non-mutated, well-trained sentry had just killed a mutated companion. Before he could take a breath, he saw countless water ghosts quickly climbing up here with horrified immediately dutifully struck the gong with one hand and shouted loudly. At the same time, he reached into his arms with the other hand and took out an attacked magic flare and launched it into the air. Then this caused him to have no defense, and a hiding mutant companion sent the spear in his hand into his chest. Wylis' face changed slightly as he looked at the red warning flare rising into the sky. It seemed that the situation was indeed beyond his control. At this time, Roland happened to lead his royal army to the west of Leiden City. Chapter 9: Wylis defeated Leiden City in the fog "Inform the entire army to set up camp in front for repairs." Roland squinted his eyes and looked at the torrent of undead rushing in the distance. He sat on Ikosela's horse, stretched out his hand and pointed to a place that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and looked behind him. White, who was also riding a war horse, ordered. White echoed, then turned his horse's head and rode towards the rear of the team, commanding the king's army to start stationed in place. Roland originally thought that Melina would bring Toret's spirit horse whistle with her, but Melina said that the whistle was no longer with her when she was also allows Roland to use golden runes, which are the ether of this world, and the abilities that strengthen him are temporarily unavailable. Roland asked the system about this, and the answer he got was that the function was not available yet. However, according to Melina, Roland no longer needs golden runes to strengthen his abilities in subsequent reincarnations. He guessed that he may have reached the so-called full level in the game. It's just that this huge power was sealed along with his memory for some reason. The system gave a very clear answer: As Roland continues to complete the assigned tasks, the lost power will eventually come back. [After all, the energy required to transport a powerful person across the world barrier is too exaggerated, so the master who created me sealed your power. 】 Roland himself speculated that the Elden Ring was on his body but it did not show the power and power it should have, so he might need to activate it. In the game, every time you defeat a demigod holding a large rune fragment, you will not directly obtain the power of the ring fragment. In addition to getting the large rune from each divine grant tower in the junction area, you also need to bend the rune arc. to activate. And Roland has never obtained the Rune Arc until now.
In fact, in the game, the rune arc is also one of the more expensive consumable props. The text explains that it is a fragment that carries the blessings of the magic ring, symbolizing the vessel that carries the blessings of the magic ring. In the game, the only way to obtain rune arcs other than online is to obtain them in the wild, buy them from NPC merchants you meet, and kill rats to drop them. Although I don’t know why the mouse dropped such an important thing as the Rune Arc, it may be the old thief’s bad taste, which is the same as the loss of humanity in Dark Souls. "Lord Roland, I don't think the situation in Leiden City is optimistic." Fazhuang came to Roland and said, "If the undead are really allowed to completely occupy Leiden City, I'm afraid it will be a waste of time for us to clean up. .” Roland nodded: "Well, I know this very well. However, we have been traveling long distances for several days, and the soldiers are not in the best condition, so it is very necessary to repair. Let's pass the order and repair for three hours. During this time, let the soldiers We took the time to eat and rest, and three hours later we set off for Leiden City at full speed."