Our family is in decline

Reynard is not a fool, and neither are Hamlet's military leaders. How could they not know that cavalry is not heavy knights? How could they not know the characteristics of those skeletons? If they really charge directly, they would be sending themselves to death.

The lord's teachings are very clear. No matter what kind of battle, you must play to your strengths. So what is Hamlet's advantage?

It is obviously the gunpowder weapon. Although the musket is not very effective against the skeletons, the bomb has a very strong effect among the dense skeletons who don't know how to dodge.

This is why Reynard dared to take such a big risk and insist on going deep into the dark curtain blocking the sun and the fog cutting off the line of sight.

If you can't charge, then bomb. It doesn't matter whether you can kill the skeletons or not, just interrupt them.

Bomb after charge, charge after bomb, and evacuate. Bombs can also be used to cut off the pursuit of the skeletons.

For this reason, he pulled three trucks of logistics, nothing else, just bombs.

He almost emptied the town's gunpowder depot reserves, which is why Patton needed to agree to the plan.

The last round of explosions just now completely cleared the last obstacle for the two sides to meet. Leonard was worried that there would be many wounded, but because of the friars, there were basically no wounded.

Of course, another reason is that those who fell behind died directly, so there were naturally no wounded.

"Sobrey and... you guys get on the car to clear the way and blow up those bones for us."

There are not many guards, and the whole army knows Sobrey's ability. Accurate throwing is nothing, but more importantly, he can accurately grasp the time and range of the explosion to maximize the effect of the bomb.

"Yes!"

A few people from the guards ran out and boarded the chariot. In fact, it was two horses carrying a rectangular carriage with an exposed roof, mainly made of wood and iron.

There is also a modular design. The left and right covers are divided into two sections. If they are all covered, the height of the carriage can be increased, and if they are lowered, it can be lowered. If the two sections are lowered, it will be a flatbed car, and there are wooden boards in the middle to further divide the space.

It is commonly used by Hamlet's logistics. The driver in the front is responsible for driving, and it is very convenient to transport supplies or wounded by changing the rear carriage.

Now it was half-opened, and when Sobre stood on it, he really felt like a gunner behind a pickup truck, but in a medieval version.

When he saw the car full of boxes of opened bombs, Sobre's face was full of excitement.

Along the way, he had used up all the Molotov cocktails and bombs, and could only use a hammer to knock bones. He looked at the dense skeletons but had no props. Now, a whole car was given to him.

Come on! Bomb them to your heart's content!

The cavalry team had completed the turn, and the three protected bomb chariots had also been supplemented with people. Everything was done almost at the same time, but there was not much panic. Instead, the adventurers were a little at a loss.

"Move!"

The emptiness caused by the explosion just now was quickly filled up by the skeletons that surged up, and with Reynard's order, the team started moving again.

The explosion sounded in front, and the cavalry, who had stopped for a short time, used the power of the props to tear open the skeleton's defense line again.

With someone opening the way, the rest of the people just had to follow them. Although there would be harassment from the skeletons on both sides, the pressure was greatly reduced.

However, the most critical thing is the ones who are biting the ass. The most dangerous retreat is usually at the back.

And Reynard was well prepared. He found a wounded warhorse from the cavalry to replace his own mount and went to the end of the team.

"Barristan, protect me!"

After saying this, he ignored the skeletons rushing to the back of the team, took out a scroll from his pocket and unfolded it on the ground.

The response plan is of course not as simple as bombs. The scroll in his hand was made by Alhazred.

There are many incomprehensible patterns and patterns drawn on the unknown leather with red and black lines. Reynard can't see it and can't care so much. He took out a bag of bloody crystals and poured it on it...

When Reynard arranged the ceremony, the skeleton had already come up. Barristan didn't know what he was doing, but he still led people to protect it with shields.

But only the guards were left, and the adventurers were busy running away, fearing what would happen if they were a step slower.

It was difficult for them to stop the skeletons, and at this time, with a strange shout, the legion pushed forward with shields and forcibly blocked the skeletons.

This move surprised Hamlet's people, but Reynard had already taken the opportunity to make arrangements.

It was just the last step...

Leading the injured warhorse, Reynard drew his sword and chopped it off with almost no hesitation. The huge horse head was broken and blood splattered.

The headless horse corpse only lasted less than two seconds before it collapsed and fell on the ritual scroll, which showed a strange breath.

"Retreat!" Reynard hurriedly called everyone to retreat.

When everyone had not walked far, the twitching horse blood soaked the scroll, and the blood-colored crystals began to dissolve. Suddenly, a strong fishy smell emanated from the scroll, and of course there was a strong breath of vitality.

The skeletons that were originally chasing humans seemed to be attracted by something and turned their heads to run towards the ritual.

But an even more bizarre scene appeared. Countless shadow forces emerged from the ground to protect the ritual. However, one could see that the blood on the scroll was gradually disappearing, and the flesh and blood of the horse corpse was gradually withering. It was estimated that the moment when the blood was completely exhausted would be the moment when the ritual would be broken.

But the time they could buy was enough. The layers of skeletons soon overwhelmed the ritual.

There was no doubt that the ritual created by Alhazred greatly delayed the actions of the skeletons, and Reynard and his men had already run away.

The bombing in front opened the way, and the pursuers were led away from the back. All this seemed to indicate that the retreat plan was perfect.

But did they forget something?

Those rich breaths of life would attract skeletons, and also attract another thing hidden in the ruins.

Yes, it was still Rat Rat.

When the dark curtain covered the ruins, Rat Rat just hid. Logically, they dared not show their heads in places with many skeletons, but the problem was that the second altar was activated by Lance, and the blood mist stimulated their nerves and became more crazy.

Originally, this could still be suppressed. After all, there were really many skeletons, and Rat Rat was very timid when they did not have an advantage in numbers.

Until Reynard made another ritual to attract those skeletons, but it also stimulated Rat Rat, who was already on the verge of madness.

Rat Rat's consciousness was being tested... Hungry!

Like the last straw that broke the camel's back, endless hunger and thirst controlled their already small brains, and countless pairs of red eyes lit up from all corners.

When the first one walked out, countless rats also rushed out and rushed towards the "bone hill" piled up by skeletons.

The bite of a rat is useless to the evil filth without flesh and blood and pain like skeletons.

But the rat tide formed by countless rats... is useless.

The skeletons and rats are really a pair of dragons and phoenixes. Rats can't do anything to skeletons, and skeletons don't actually have the means to hurt rats.

Maybe both sides have some casualties, but compared to the huge base number, a thousand or eight hundred deaths are the same as nothing.

The rat tide is more about drilling into the bones of those skeletons to deeply contact the tempting breath emitted by the ritual.

It's a pity that until the ritual completely exhausted its power and broke, the rats didn't get a bite. What can the remaining mummies eat like wood?

But the movement has already set off a rat tide, and when the number increases, their state becomes even crazier.

Because they can crawl over the skeletons, the skeletons that gathered in pursuit of the breath of life were almost broken by the rat tide before they could hold on for too long.

And it was obvious that these rats with a keen sense of smell were pursuing the prey that left.

It was outrageous. The team had already distanced themselves from these skeletons, and logically they would not catch up.

But now attracted by the vitality emitted by the rat tide, the skeletons left behind, although a step slower, also followed.

When the rat tide and the skeletons chased after them, how should the team escaping from the ruins deal with it?

Along the way, more rats continued to join in, growing at a terrifying speed like rivers joining the sea.

The piercing screams, the madness of countless red eyes in the dimness, and the endless number of horrors made everyone fall into despair.

"No!"

"Run!"

"..."

When the rat tide tore through the red fog and approached, the adventurers who had just regained hope collapsed instantly. Some of them completely lost their minds and just wanted to run faster.

Because when you are being chased by something, you don't need to care about other things, just run faster than others.

Those guys had this plan, wanting others to help them hold back the rat tide.

Pushing and shoving can only be regarded as a small matter, and some even went crazy and pointed their weapons at others, just to run faster.

But this action disrupted the original rhythm of advancement, because they actually wanted to take the horse!

But do you really think those guards are easy to negotiate? Or are the cavalrymen all good people?

Anyone who dares to take action will be killed directly, and he is decisive and cold without any mercy, just like Lance, he is worthy of being the soldier he brought out.

Some did not take action, but just rushed out of the formation. What does this mean?

You know, now the bombs are leading the way, even Hamlet and other trained and well-ordered troops have to move forward cautiously.

Is it because they don't want to go faster? Because the explosion will really kill people...

A few smart people ran to the front, and the bomb exploded. Although they were not killed directly, the shrapnel damage was enough to injure them, and in this case, being injured means death.

There was not much time left, because the rat tide had already bitten the tail of the team, and was even more terrifying than the skeletons.

"Hahaha!"

A strange laugh came, and Sobre on the chariot noticed something strange behind the team, and immediately turned around and threw the shells behind and into the rat group.

It exploded in the next second, and the effect was even more obvious than those on the skeletons. An exaggerated pit suddenly exploded on the rat tide!

The middle was instantly blown into rotten meat and splashed. Even if the outer part was not torn apart by the power of the explosion, the shock wave would kill it. After all, it was still a flesh and blood creature.

It was just like bombing a fish pond. The water waves were instantly filled with the surging water, and even overflowed, as if they had never existed.

The only thing that hindered them slightly was the momentary stop caused by them being busy biting the remains of their companions. Even some rats with flesh and blood on their bodies became the targets of their companions' attacks, causing some commotion.

But this had no effect on the whole.

Compared to the panic of the adventurers, Hamlet's people were obviously thinking of ways to save themselves.

Seeing that the bomb did not have much effect, Disma quickly took a bottle of incendiary bombs from the car, lit it and threw it out. He raised his hand and shot it to explode. The flames ignited the liquid in mid-air and fell on the rat. In the tide, fire suddenly rose.

Those infected rats screamed in pain and infected other companions during their struggles, causing a lot of commotion.

But in an instant, the fire was extinguished by the tide of rats. Compared to the bombs and Molotov cocktails, the skeletons' obstruction was more obvious, although it was of no use.

For those crazy mice, it seems that nothing can stop them, they seem to devour everything in the world!

Despair enveloped those people in this situation, but it was not the time to admit defeat yet.

"Someone has to stop them to buy time for the main force."

Leonard seemed to understand something when he looked at the situation in front of him. No one knew what the expression was under the helmet, but he had already stopped his pace and issued the final order.

"Everyone is moving forward at full speed at all costs, and the cavalry is not allowed to look back!"

After saying that, Leonard drew out his sword and turned around to face the tide of rats. The damaged [Champion's Certificate] in his hand seemed to indicate something, but he was extremely determined, even in the face of the surging tide of rats.

"Try it, it's already this time, don't worry about all the bullshit fasting, don't you haven't tasted our Hamlet's own strong wine."

Disma suddenly appeared next to Leonard, took out a small bottle of wine and took a sip before handing it over. There was a cynicism on his face, as if there really was no rat tide in front of him, it was just an ordinary night. .

Leonard actually took off his helmet at this time, and heard a rare laugh. He took the bottle and took two sips. The spicy taste fell into his mouth, but in an instant, a blazing heat also slipped down his throat.

"Don't ask me to drink, right? Give me a sip." Barristan also stepped forward, took the bottle from Leonard's hand and took a sip, leaving only Bottle.

"Oh! You drank all my wine!"

"Why are you so stingy? It's just a bottle of wine. I'll treat you to a drink when you get back."

"Damn it! Why do I feel like you're defaulting on your debt?"

"Hahaha! I have owed a lot of things, but it seems I have to pay off the debt today."

But the rats and mice would not stop for a moment because of their actions, they just rushed over in an instant...

Thanks to [Hyuga Mitsuko] for the 1000 reward