Our family is in decline

It is impossible not to notice such a large team movement, but Barristan and his team immediately noticed that they were fighting on their own.

He had a deep understanding of this situation. The painful lesson of the team's failure due to the lack of correct command made him unbearable such chaos.

"Oh, damn! You look as loose as Mrs. Mary's apple pie next door. You will fall apart without the skeletons.

Quick! If you want to get out alive, you have to listen to me and concentrate your strength..."

Barristan took over the command and adjusted it at the fastest speed, and the team configuration was indeed more reasonable.

Because the guards rescued many people during the advance just now, although they may only pull a hand, but in that case they are lifesavers, so they are willing to obey the command in the face of disaster.

Those with strong attack power go to the front, and those with armor cover the rear. In this case, the most dangerous is not the one who leads the way in front, but the tail at the back, who can easily fall behind and be dragged into the skeletons.

At the same time, whether in the front or the back, people's physical strength is limited, and they must be replaced. The outer circle and the inner circle need to rotate, instead of wanting to shrink in and push others out like before.

After Barristan split up the adventurers, he took the initiative to lead a part of the armored guards to fall behind, winning the respect of those adventurers.

In fact, Disma probably guessed that Barristan made this choice because he felt that those adventurers could not complete the task.

But at this time, he didn't care about these things. Even he had to swing the hammer in each hand to break the skeleton claws that stretched out.

Effective command improved the chaos of the team and made it burst out with more powerful power. All this was good. Although it was unknown how long it had been dark, they at least responded.

Unfortunately, some things were beyond their control, such as the speed of Lance's advancement in the dungeon.

When the second Iron Crown Altar was activated by the Hand of Praise, a more terrifying aura than before was also released at the same time.

A thin blood mist spread from nowhere and began to affect everything around.

Making the already dim environment even more blurred, people's fear lies in the unknown. When darkness and blood mist cover it, I am afraid that the pressure alone can cause these adventurers to collapse.

What's more troublesome is that they are now walking in the streets, using buildings to divide the skeletons to reduce the pressure faced by the team, but now it's no longer possible.

Because the blood mist will block the evacuation signal, block their communication with the outside world, and lose the reference as the action target. Getting lost in the ruins is a terrible thing.

I'm afraid that Lance below didn't expect that his rush to advance too fast would actually cause a crisis to the situation above.

"Hurry! We must return to the main road before it is completely blocked. We can't delay any longer."

"We have to speed up, unless you want to die here and become a skeleton."

Compared with the guards who were rushing forward, the adventurers couldn't help but fall into fear.

"Damn, where is the evacuation point? Are you lying to us?"

"No, I don't want to die here."

"Has the Holy Light abandoned us too..."

The church duo also experienced cruel battles, but they didn't panic. They still cast divine arts steadily, and the chain lightning-like strikes broke the skeletons apart one by one.

But it was inevitable to hear the adventurers howling here, and Martin's face was a little ugly.

What do you mean by that? Don't just bring up the Holy Light.

I'm really impressed by these fragile guys. How did they survive the adventure?

In this situation, Martin also realized that he couldn't fight a little anymore, and he didn't care about the consumption problem. He cast a more powerful divine spell without hesitation.

The candle on the powerful staff called [Martyr's Light Wheel] expanded a little, and a large area of ​​holy light swept over the skeletons.

But only Martin felt something was wrong. Was his power suppressed? Or did the skeletons become stronger?

In the past, they were directly ignited, but now it's difficult to force them back.

I wanted to show off my skills, but I didn't expect to miss a big one.

But no one cares about this now. The reputation of the church built over the years has played a role. The light still brought a glimmer of hope and inspired the adventurers.

"What's that noise?"

Barristan, who was guarding behind, swung his shield to knock away a skeleton and swung the Morning Star Hammer to smash the head of another.

However, he also noticed some strange situations. When he said that, the thin blood mist stirred for a while, until something suddenly broke out.

What no one expected was that the long-lost legion actually appeared.

However, the current legion was definitely not as majestic and domineering as it was at the beginning. The equipment on their bodies was damaged to varying degrees, and no one knew what they had experienced.

But Barristan knew that no matter what the situation was, the powerful force of the legion would be everyone's chance to escape.

"This way!"

Barristan shouted like a roar to attract attention in the chaotic situation.

And the legion really responded and approached. It seemed that they also found the signal of the evacuation point and were attracted.

The addition of the legion undoubtedly greatly strengthened the strength of the team, because even the damaged legion still maintained a very high state, without fear and complaints, and without fatigue.

Although teamwork is a bit incompatible, this problem is nothing in terms of its strength. Barristan would rather partner with these legions than cooperate with those adventurers.

Rushing out of the street and back to the road, however, this is where the real despair begins, because those skeletons also like open spaces, and now they have lost the cover of the building and have only one way out.

On the other side, Leonard fired several flares in succession and received a response from the light beam and the falcon's message. The two sides unified their retreat plan.

Then he took the people back to the main road, and could see some people evacuating, while some cavalry were fighting against the skeletons.

"Go! Get out of here!"

"Go this way."

Fortunately, this place is on the periphery. Except for some special locations, the number of skeletons has not yet had time to spread, so their actions did not encounter much resistance.

The main reason was that the adventurers ran very fast without any urging, and soon the road was cleared.

Although the situation was originally difficult, there was also a direction for efforts.

But at this time, the second altar was activated, and a faint blood mist began to fill the air. After the last beam of light rose, it completely blocked the line of sight, and the positions of both parties were directly lost.

This situation also made Leonard worried for a while.

They are not fully armored heavy cavalry, but lightly armored lancers, musket-like guns, and sabers as secondary weapons. This configuration focuses on mobility and has limited attack capabilities.

That's why Leonard chose to let people distract the skeleton before, instead of charging directly.

At the same time, this mobility requires movement, so we attach great importance to vision and reconnaissance. It was originally very difficult when the darkness was shrouded in darkness, but now that the red mist is in the air, the biggest advantage has been completely lost. If you want to go up, you can only charge headlong.

And their muskets have little effect on skeletons, which means they can only rely on cold weapons to fight their way out.

Leonard's pressure increased. He wanted to save people, but that didn't mean he had to let the cavalry take risks and die. This was a very tangled problem.

The deputy on the side urged, "Sir! Their situation is more difficult than ours. We can't hesitate any longer. There will only be more and more skeletons."

"We're ready."

"We cavalry are definitely no weaker than others."

"It's just bones."

Leonard looked back at the cavalry who had gathered. Everyone looked relaxed, but they could feel that their belief was extremely firm.

There was no need to hesitate at this moment, he immediately drew out his sword, raised it high and roared forward.

"Cavalry company, attack!"

After that, he spurred his horse into a trot and started to rush forward gradually, and everyone else drew their sabers and started running along with them.

"For Hamlet!"

Compared to the cavalry battles that often involved tens of thousands of cavalry, this number of only a hundred cavalry was a bit ridiculous.

But it was only when they launched the charge that they could feel its power, like a spear that was as powerful as a spear, leaving only bones crushed by the horses' hooves wherever it passed.

Both sides were fighting for their invisible companions. Barristan wielded the Morning Star Hammer to break the bones, and Leonard wielded the long sword to chop off countless skulls.

However, the Morning Star Hammer in Barristan's hand became heavier and heavier, and the long sword known as the Champion's Certificate in Leonard's hand was also damaged by countless slashes.

No matter how good it is, it is nothing more than ordinary iron. It is not surprising that it will break apart when it collides with a hard object like bone that is controlled by evil forces.

But this is also the performance of this cavalry. When there are few skeletons on the outside, it is easy to rush in. However, as the skeletons go deeper, there are more and more skeletons, and the pace of the cavalry is gradually slowed down.

For the cavalry, once they lose their speed, they lose their biggest advantage. Although the horses are covered with blankets and can resist the scratches of some skeletons, these skeleton mobs are mixed with some skeleton warriors holding weapons.

The war horse's physical strength was limited, and Leonard had to save enough energy to retreat, but under the cover of the red mist, he had no idea where the opponent was.

A kind of anxious pressure almost overwhelmed him...

The same was true on the other side. The crazy breakout came at a price. The team's state once again fell into a low point, and what was even more terrifying was that the red mist blocked the line of sight.

They are like people wandering on the edge of hell. They have no idea where they are, how long they have been advancing, or how far they are from the extraction point. They only know that they have half a foot in hell.

The unknown is the biggest fear. Sometimes psychological collapse is far more terrifying than physical collapse.

Timidity and cowardice finally caught their prey.

"No, I want to go home."

"Is this hell?"

"Ahhhhh..."

Confused, panting, crossing the edge of sanity and falling into boundless madness!

Some people directly broke away from the team and rushed outside. Perhaps in their eyes, they were running towards the road paved with flowers of hope. But unfortunately, the illusion could not break through the reality, and they were instantly overwhelmed by skeletons.

Desperate! Trapped in siege! And forced to keep fighting…

Under this scene, a few people were crying like crazy and howling like ghosts. It seemed that they would fall apart before the skeletons could break through.

There is no hope in this hell, not even a glimmer of hope.

Even Martin couldn't help but feel a little shaken. Fear tortured his mind. He prayed to the Holy Light, but there was no response.

Has he really been abandoned by the Holy Light?

The lifelong pursuit of making the Holy Light great again seems to be out of reach...

The interesting thing is that the candle priests who are also members of the church have not wavered at all. They still waved their shields and hammers to hold on, looking like they will never give up fighting against evil. Compared with the concept of the church itself, the priests pursue more pure faith.

Even those legions act like robots. Although they are damaged, they still support a space.

The same guards are fighting constantly. Fear cannot shake them, because they are the lord's guards, they are Hamlet's pride, and death is not within their consideration the moment they are selected.

"My body is as hard as iron, my heart is like steel" is not just a slogan for them.

Disma and Barristan are all loyal to the lord, and Tardif and Laura who joined halfway also believe in something inexplicably.

This is the charm of faith, as beautiful as a gem, but no matter how strong the gem is, it will break. Similarly, will has its limits. Can they see hope?

Suddenly!

There was a noisy sound of chopping and neighing of horses in the red fog, and then a cavalry team holding torches broke through the red fog and appeared in front, like a fire dragon tearing through the darkness.

The two sides met on the road, and this scene directly reduced the pressure on both sides.

Nothing could give them more confidence than the cavalry team that rushed in, and Leonard and his team finally found their target.

"Hahahaha!"

"Great!"

"Save me! Save me!"

The originally shaky team was quickly inspired by the desire to survive and became powerful. Even the surging skeletons could not shake it. If it had been like this just now, it would not have collapsed. It was really funny.

The retreat plan had been prepared long ago, and Leonard shouted.

"Do it!"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone seemed to be ready. Countless things were thrown out by the cavalry, and there was also a shout of warning.

"Be careful of the explosion!"

The adventurers had not reacted yet, but Hamlet's people reacted and quickly retreated, abandoning the living space that they had snatched with great difficulty.

Before the others could understand, the explosion occurred, and the sound of explosions continued to ring out among the skeletons.

Such an exaggerated density made the power of the bomb even more exaggerated, and the bones that were blown into the sky were everywhere.

Under the light of the fire, it can be seen that part of the surrounding area has been cleared away, leaving a mess like a dog's bite.

The art of mankind is explosion! (End of this chapter)