The knight in the abyss

Chapter 842 Pride and Honor

"Have!"

"I am willing!"

"Let the lich go to hell!"

The crowd enthusiastically responded to Soveris' call, while Ke Lancelot sighed softly.The courage shown by the townspeople is of course very admirable, but under the contagious speech of the elves just now, even lambs will show fearlessness, but when they really face an enemy ten times their own, Knowing that your life will soon be over, how much of your heroism is left at this moment?
He will know the answer, because he has decided to stay and witness the last moments of this charming town.

'elder brother. Little Isa's voice suddenly sounded in Lancelow's consciousness, "I still have something to say, can you make my voice louder?" '

Lancelot raised his eyebrows, pinched the French decision calmly, and patted little Isa's shoulder lightly.

"There will be no eternal torture and slavery." The little girl spoke, the voice was not inferior to Soveris, "In the name of the Lord of the dead, I will bless those fighters who participated in the battle. If you die in the battle, the corpse will be Unable to be dominated by necromantic magic, the soul will also enjoy a peaceful sleep beside Kelemvor..."

"Oh oh oh!"

Lancelot had thought that the enthusiasm of the crowd had reached its limit, and now he knew he was wrong.Not everyone who is alive is called alive. For this group of 'refugees' who have been trapped here for a long time, the promise made by Kelemvor's messenger is so tempting, just like making a promise to a person who has not slept for three days and three nights. Promise a warm bedding and soft pillows.

'Is it true? '

Due to the sound amplification magic still in effect on his body, Soveris didn't speak directly, but his eyes clearly expressed this meaning when he looked at the little girl.Little Isa nodded seriously, and took out a golden badge from her bosom. The badge had a pattern of a bone hand holding a scale. It was the amulet Kelemvor gave them in the temple.She held the badge, knelt on the ground, her lips opened and closed silently, without making any sound, only Lancelot could hear her calling the name of the Lord of the Dead through the spiritual connection.

"Master Kelenvor, Lord Kelemvor, please hurry up and show your spirit, I can't come here one by one..."

Lancelot couldn't help but collapsed. It is said that Aramir would 'communicate' with Sune every now and then, and report his thoughts to his goddess. I don't know what kind of painting style he was at that time.

Just as he was thinking wildly, a burst of divine power suddenly emerged from Xiao Yisha's body.I saw countless blood-red butterfly shadows flying out of her body, floating towards the sky like petals blown by the wind, and then fell on the people around, and quickly became transparent, and soon completely Disappeared and everyone had a wonderful feeling of being 'blessed'.

"Klanvor, the Lord of the Dead, has remembered your souls." Little Isa stood up and announced loudly to the surroundings, "He will wait for each of you at the end of the land. Praise the Lord of the Dead!"

"Praise be to the Lord of the dead."

"Praise be to the Lord of the Dead!!!"

There was a neat echo from the crowd.Although not many people immediately converted their beliefs after hearing the Kelemvor teachings promoted by little Isa, this did not prevent them from having a good impression of the newly promoted Lord of the Dead. After Kelenvor's favor, there must be many people who will shake their original position.

"Soveris, I have nothing to fear now!" Someone shouted in a fanatical tone, "We are fighting the Lich's army!"

"Yes! Fight them!"

"Those undead army don't want us to surrender!"

"The big deal is death, what I wish for!"

"Payton wants Raven Town, so he has to go there himself!"

"Quiet, quiet!" Soveris jumped onto the table that little Isa gave up for him again, "People, listen to me! Listen to me first! Do you think that we have already lost anyway, so why don't we just get along with you?" The enemy died together? Stupid!!!"

The elf uttered the last word, and the surroundings fell silent. Even the crows in the sky seemed to have forgotten to flap their wings for a moment, and swarmed into the towers and roofs, making a chaotic noise.

"Yes, we will stay and fight, but not everyone." The elf took a deep breath, "Three hundred, I only want 300 people to stay, and the rest will cover the evacuation of those who cannot transform."

"300 people? What can 300 people do?"

"300 is indeed not many, but based on past experience, this number is enough to maintain a minimum level of defense and cause efficient damage to the besiegers." Soveris patiently explained, "But if there are more defenders , the Lich might attack directly. In that case, there is no point in having more people. Although if we only keep 300 people, we will probably fail in the end, but I hope to weaken Peyton Derrick's strength as much as possible. Strength not only buys time for those evacuated compatriots, but also creates conditions for the final victory."

"But none of us want to leave!" Someone screamed at him, "What can we do if we leave?"

"A lot. Those who survive today are to spread the story of Kelemvor and let people know that Peyton Derek is not a real god at all; to assist Miss Tania who brought the oracle, and to try to make The Raven Queen has reunited in this land; you must always be ready to fight, when the time is right, you need to drive out all the undead creatures entrenched in your homeland..."

The crowd fell into a brief silence, and everyone was chewing on the elf's words.Lancelot nodded silently in his heart. Soweris may not be a very good general, but he is definitely a qualified commander. Even if he were himself, he might not be able to make such a difficult decision.

"Time is precious, since there is no other opinion, then this is the decision." Soveris waved his hand, "Whether you plan to evacuate or fight next, go home immediately and pack up your things, and take away everything of value If you can't take it away, try to hide it yourself. After half an hour, those who want to evacuate gather in the back mountain and start immediately, and those who want to fight go to the city wall. Remember, I only want three hundred, and only the best , Young people who are not strong enough to leave consciously, today is not the day for you to sacrifice. Why are you still standing there?"

The townspeople turned around without saying a word, and ran towards their respective houses.Lancelot silently stared at those hurried figures, turned his head, and found that all his partners had gathered beside him.He looked at the old dwarf Barend who was still being supported by Brutal, but before he could speak, he was preempted by the other party:
"Stop it, Sir Lancelot." Barend pushed his son away and stood up straight with his own strength, "Some suggestions from you humans, even if they are completely out of good intentions, are still very helpful to us. Insult. It is the pride and honor of our race that a dwarf who is a guest never run away when a friend's home is attacked."

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