The knight in the abyss

Chapter 864 The battle will start
"Your Majesty the God of Death..." Soveris looked at Kelemvor's phantom respectfully, "I will organize soldiers immediately, and I will arrive at the temple within half a day..."

"No need." Kelemvor shook his head, "Just let those of your people who believe in me come. I will not be stingy with my strength...but only true believers can bear it."

"Some of us are really unwilling to give up our original beliefs, but the outcome of this battle is related to the fate of everyone." Soveris insisted, "Relying on the ability to transform and flexible tactics, we can continue to fight on the periphery. Harassment prevents the enemy from fully focusing on attacking the temple, which will definitely relieve the pressure you face on the front."

"What you said makes sense." Kelemvor did not show the stubbornness unique to gods. "Thank you very much. I will never forget your contributions."

"My lord, what about us?" Lancelow asked in a deep voice, "Where do you want us to appear?"

"You..." Kelemvor turned his head. For some reason, Lancelot seemed to feel that the god rolled his eyes, "You can go anywhere, just bring the Raven Queen back to me..."

"Uh..." Lancelot scratched his head in embarrassment. Hearing the tone of the Lord of the Dead, he seemed to feel that he was a bit unreliable, "Then... the Hagwood?"

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The next day.

Lancelot tiptoed up a small hill, poked his head out to look at the situation ahead, and about [-] feet away from the hill where he was, was the edge of the hag forest.Yesterday afternoon, Lich's undead army that didn't need to rest passed by here, taking away many defenders who were originally stationed here, leaving a lot of emptiness in the defense.However, the Lich didn't take away any undead vultures, as if they thought that air power would not be needed to attack a temple located in a mountain, so they couldn't fly directly to the center of the woodland like before, but could only touch in from the ground.

According to the information provided by the crowmen, the size of the undead army should be less than [-], which is much less than the [-]-plus when they attacked Luocrow Town last time, but most of what was consumed was low-level cannon fodder. The unit loss was not large; and there were about a thousand devouts who responded to Kelemvor's call. Although they were at a huge disadvantage in number, due to the power of the Lord of the Dead, the strength gap between the two sides may not be as large as it seems.

Since what Kelemvor said yesterday was directly to his believers, Cyric didn't know that he had been exposed, so he still pretended not to know Kelemvor, declaring that a group of cult members are promoting Dangerous and depraved heresy, and the king has found the lair of this cult, and will soon exterminate it; They went all over the streets and alleys, and also explained in detail the ins and outs of Cyric's ascension to God by betraying his companions, and the details of how Cyric fell into madness after reading the Ciri Sutra he created, and was eventually taken by Kelemvor as the Lord of the Dead.

Although these rumors and anecdotes may not make many people become followers of Kelemvor, they let everyone know that Cyric (the mastermind behind the lich as a marionette) is a liar full of lies.After fighting with Cyric for so many years, Kelemvor also has some experience: it is always time-consuming and laborious to refute the lies fabricated by liars one by one, and it is often more effective to directly reveal the identity of liars.

"how is the situation?"

Brutal pressed his throat and asked him in a low voice.They have been lurking here for most of the day. For the dwarves who are eager to fight, this period of time is really tormented.

"Everything is normal. If it weren't for the occasional movement, I would definitely regard the two skeletons as some kind of frightening decorations." Lancelot also replied softly, "Where's Kara Lin? Is he alright?"

"It should be almost the same, I think he has almost filled the whole paper..."

Scholars certainly aren't documenting the surrounding landscape, though the charred, twisted trees of Hagglade are certainly characteristic, and the haunting skeletons, zombies, and ghosts add to the spooky element.Kara Lin is casting the four-ring magic 'Mystic Eye', which can create a flying invisible magic eye, so that scholars can use it to detect the situation inside the woodland and record it on the parchment at hand.

Lancelow scanned the surroundings again, and after confirming that there was no threat nearby, he stretched out his hand and patted the ground lightly. The whole person slid down quickly and quietly as if stuck to an ice block.

"It just happened, it's finished." Kara Lin stood up from the ground and handed a piece of parchment to the human knight. "The star below is our current position."

"Thanks a lot…"

Lancelow looked down at the parchment, and found that Kara Lin had drawn a very detailed map, including all important information such as terrain, buildings, obstacles, enemy types, numbers, etc., which was almost comparable to that of professional scouts in the army. Works now.

"The painting is pretty good." Lancelot was not stingy with his appreciation, "Where did you learn it?"

"I received cartography training in the Dark Order to accurately record the environmental information of different areas in the abyss." Kara Lin showed a proud smile, "Drawing a map of this level is simply a piece of cake."

"This is a very useful skill." Lancelow nodded approvingly, "Speaking of which, will the enemies inside change positions?"

"Most of them won't. Those low-level undead will only perform pre-arranged tasks, such as guarding a certain place, or patrolling along a fixed route..." The scholar came up and tapped his finger on the parchment, " What is more troublesome is the high-level units here, they have self-awareness and can command nearby undead creatures, so we'd better not draw their attention..."

"Or destroy it directly." Aramir suggested, and at the same time stretched out his finger, "For example, this one is relatively far away from its colleagues. If we kill it quietly, we can gain a lot of room for movement..."

"Well... I like the idea," commented the dwarf, who had retreated from the hillside. "You can't expect the hoops on my armor to be completely silent..."

"That's not difficult, just put a soundproof cover on you, but I also like the idea of ​​elves." Lancelow shrugged, "Let's follow this plan first, and if the opportunity is really suitable, we will do it directly."

"How long do we have to wait..." Brutal licked his lips subconsciously, "My warhammer is complaining to me, saying it's starving..."

"Really?" Lancelot raised his eyebrows. "Is this an exaggerated metaphor, or did your warhammer really tell you that? Like Starstrike and Zariel's Sword?"

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