The lord is red again

From the depths of the thunderous black clouds stood a castle like a spire, and the branch-like lightning ploughed deep into the darkness.

A toad with a broken body struggled on the ground, and the raised bricks in front of it became a difficult obstacle that it could not cross no matter what.

The sound of a venomous snake spitting out its letter came.

When the thunder lit up the sky for the third time, the cobra with its head raised and spitting out red letters had come to the toad.

The black fog was filled with an indistinguishable outline.

The snake turned into a human body, and a sexy and enchanting woman replaced the venomous snake. She reached out and grabbed the toad and held it in her palm: "Isn't this our most lovely Tracy?"

Her chuckled harshly: "Or did you encounter something outside?"

The toad made a human voice, but it was very weak: "I want to see the monarch."

"Yes, that's right, you want to see the monarch, but I heard that you lost the vineyard?"

"Humans gather together, they abandon their differences!" Toad Tracy was a little anxious. Although the blood race has the characteristic of "immortality", but if they don't move, they can also be considered immortal.

She had never been so desperate. When she used the noble blood left by Lind to forcibly create those knights, she thought she could control them, hold back the humans and escape, but she didn't expect that she would be the first target of attack.

"Really?"

The thunder flashed and roared again, and the woman looked at the castle, and the indigo-colored enchanting light illuminated her pale face.

The monarch was calling her.

A ball of black mist enveloped it, and a moment later, the crow spread its wings and grabbed the seriously injured toad and flew towards the castle.

When the great man woke up from the great sleep, the castle was shrouded in great power.

The crow that got into the window landed and turned into a human form, with the toad that could not transform lying beside it.

The air exuded a sweet smell of blood, and figures floated in, filling the narrow hall of the castle covered with blood-red carpets. The candles hanging above their heads stretched the shadows of the people below, crisscrossing.

They were talking noisily, some were talking about their dreams, some were reminiscing about the pure blood of a young girl from years ago, and some were admiring their fingers.

But when a gentle cough was heard, everything returned to calm, including the roaring thunder outside.

Everyone lowered their heads.

The one being supported was an old man, his face was pale and dry, covered with age spots, and he was wearing a burgundy floor-length robe, but the weight was almost crushing the old man.

"Trishi?" The old man looked at the toad and called his name softly.

"Yes!"

"You must have a lot to say."

"Your vineyard was destroyed, I, I, I..."

"It's just a vineyard, dear," the old man tried to lift the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, "We can plant it anytime, you don't need to apologize for it."

The woman next to him also whispered: "The most critical part!"

"Humans have gathered together again, and they have captured the fox cave."

Toad Tracy quietly watched her fellow tribesmen in the castle. She knew at least one thing, that these people had very little information about the outside world, and their long lives had made them lose the concept of time, so she should add some language art.

So she changed what the aphid Lind created by herself almost did to humans.

"Hmm..." The old man stretched out his nasal sound, as if he was thinking, and as if he was asleep.

Tracy knew she had to say something more important: "I found the blood of the nobles."

"Nobles?"

"Linde Arman, a man who has mastered the power of the nobles but is not crazy."

"Linde, ah, that kid." The old man was flipping through the jerky memories, trying to find the memories about Linde, and then he sighed: "Is he still alive?"

In his memory, Linde often hung out with Kurt. Although they would not do anything evil, they always failed to give people a mature feeling.

"He is loyal to Queen Rania."

"Rania." The old man's expression was still very calm. For him, hearing Linde's name was more important than Rania's name.

There was no need to pay any attention to the queen who did not master the power of the magic ring.

"I hope to know more about Linde. He should not be loyal to my talentless...daughter."

The crowd in the narrow hall turned into various animals and left quickly.

...

The Lord of Raven City, 'Song White Knight' Wen Raven, watched the messenger leave.

Her cold expression would not change at all because of a letter that was almost provocative. War can never be carried out emotionally.

"He has many misunderstandings about us."

Next to Wen was an old man holding a staff: "He thought we were eyeing the old nobles, he thought we just wanted to fight for power, and our goal was only one from beginning to end."

"Big Crack." Wen said.

The old man continued: "We gather all our forces, whether they are good or evil, but the Lion Duke doesn't seem to think so."

Wen said: "Those who do whatever it takes will inevitably lose the trust of others, and those who restrain themselves and abide by the law can win trust."

The old man asked: "What about you?"

They created Raven City and gathered all the forces that could be gathered together. Most of those who can survive the doomsday will not abide by the law.

However, the law is a necessary means for the old nobles to maintain their ruling status.

This led to a very funny scene. The new nobles only wanted strength. Human lives were divided into different levels. As long as they could play a greater role in the next war, any crime of rape and looting would be forgiven, and they would only be sent to defend.

The old nobles valued the law more. Whether they were strong or weak did not mean that they could trample on the law at will.

Now the problems buried in the new noble forces in Raven City have erupted.

When they gathered together as "enemies of disaster", they found that everyone had other needs besides the need to survive together in the doomsday. There were more disputes between each other, and the division of interests and power made the entire Raven City chaotic.

Raven City, which was trying to integrate and absorb more power, obviously could not recruit Lind.

"What should we do?" the old man asked, and then asked himself and answered, "We can't do anything."

No one knew what Seven Hedwin wanted, but he obviously didn't want to have another queen above his head.

And half of the soldiers in Raven City, such as 'Fire Pillar' Reed, who had committed serious crimes in the kingdom, were even less likely to sit back and watch the queen's power restored.

There will inevitably be a war between the two sides.

And facing the Linde forces that he is not sure whether he can win over, Wen Ruiwen, who always keeps calm thinking and rationality, will definitely choose to help his allies.

The old man sighed, and he hoped that the person who attended the round table meeting that day was Linde, not the queen.

Wen's way of thinking is very simple. Helping allies is to protect the power against the Great Rift to the greatest extent.

Help Linde, but Linde has only a 50% chance of becoming our ally.

100% VS 50%, the answer is so simple.

But many times, things are not easy to judge.

He wants to see Linde, and he must do it as soon as possible, immediately!

...

The golden cavalry of the Land Legion stood in the open space outside the Thorn Avenue. It was already approaching night, and the flickering light of the torches shone on the armor, wiping out a group of halos.

The huge number of people cast into an insurmountable steel wall.

More and more soldiers of the Land Legion are gathering here, like streams flowing into rivers.

The waving lion flag and dragon flag are stuck in the dark night.

Infantry, archers, wizards, cavalry, disaster cavalry, this gathering will last for more than a month, or even longer, but no one complained.

They have been waiting for this day for too long.

The expeditionary soldiers filled the open space, and the military tents completely blocked the Thorn City behind them.

The heavy and bloody momentum made the undead people active near the mountain goblin castle hold their breath, and the scattered terrifying posture also made them truly understand for the first time that there will be a big battle next.

But this time, there is no name of the undead in the battle, and they did not receive an invitation.

"All are elites above level 11."

"All?"

"All!"

"Fuck, one charge, who can stop it?"

The undead gathered together and broadcast the military changes in the direction of Thorn City live. This scene of preparation for a huge battle that seemed to be obvious made all the undead people shocked.

This is likely to be the largest battle so far.

"Hey, who do you think we're going to fight this time?"

"Who else could it be? It must be Raven City."

"Isn't it about signing a peace contract?"

"Is that useful?"

"That's true."

The real peace contract is not a piece of paper, but a strong military force.

Only by being able to tear up the contract at any time can we achieve real peace.

When thousands of Rand Corps knights gathered here, it seemed that the war was finally about to sound the horn.

...

Because of the appearance of the space barrel and the fact that the whole army was made up of elite knights, Lind saved a lot of effort.

But another problem followed. The number of wizards was still too small, and it was impossible to guarantee sufficient potions and various props.

He knew that the battle started a little hastily, and it would be better to prepare more time, but who could guarantee that the enemy would think so.

The hungry undead would not give him more time.

At this stage, there are not too many undead above level 11, but they have shown extremely terrifying potential. They can be resurrected after death, and their levels will not drop after resurrection.

Although the 12,000 people are not all in the Rand Kingdom, just a small number of undead people are enough to make people sleepless.

Either kill through Raven City with thunder or attack Goliath with thunder. Since the army has been assembled, something must be defeated.

Rather than giving the undead some small sweets, the undead should know who is driving the development of this world and who has the final say.

The name of the hero is destined to be sung, but it will never be sung by the undead.

…

Outside the Thorn City, the old man holding a wooden stick looked at the heavy iron door in front of the road.

The road ahead has been broken by the mud trampled by the horses' hooves, and it is bumpy.

After rushing from Raven City to the Mountain Troll Castle and being told that Linde went to the Thorn City, he rushed here non-stop, and his old bones could not support it.

Fortunately, he obtained the qualification to report after reporting his origins. Whether the Duke is willing to see him depends on luck.

The old man looked at the two soldiers standing guard. They were wearing polished golden breastplates, silver chain mail shirts, and holding spears in their hands. Two legion badges were worn on their chests, one belonging to the Land Legion and the other a lion badge, which represented that they served the loyal forces of the Lion Duke, but now belonged to the Land Legion.

The two men stared at the old man with nervous eyes from beginning to end, and the gaps in the face armor with fine patterns and enchantment craftsmanship exuded vigilance.

Until one person came: "Please follow me, the lord is willing to see you."

The two guards relaxed at this time. Although their movements did not change at all, the old man was sure that they were clearly saying "allowed to pass" with their eyes.

He had a deeper understanding of Lind Arman.

Maybe it would be good to understand why Lind was so admired by the soldiers, if he was allowed to communicate with the soldiers.

Entering the Thorn City through the iron gate, the low town was brightly lit.

The roadside was lit by bonfires and torches, and the patrolling soldiers ensured that not a fly could get close, let alone venomous snakes, crows or toads.

"Thank you." The old man thanked him as he stepped into the door and was led to the tallest building.

It was said that this was once the residence of Queen Rania. She tried to use this place as the first position to sound the horn of her counterattack, but the result was a waste of several years.

In the open space in front, the old man saw the flying dragon again. The red-scaled and long-necked flying dragon looked at him as if facing a great enemy, and the temperature on its body gradually increased.

The old man just smiled lightly and walked into the building.

The light sound of his boots stepping on the floor made him know that he was finally going to see the real lord. The golden style decoration on both sides was not rough, and the curved walls made complexity and exquisiteness blend into it.

"It's beautiful, right?" A man's voice came.

The old man looked at the person who was speaking. The other person was only wearing a robe. His tall and sturdy body was eye-catching. Although he was tall, he did not exceed the limit of human beings. In any case, the old man looked too thin in front of him.

"It is a great honor to meet you, sir." The old man leaned on his staff and bent down. Although his waist and legs were not good, he thought this was a way for him and the nobles to quickly close the distance.

"Goliath will be more beautiful." Lind looked at the old man. At the first moment of meeting, he could clearly feel the oppression brought to him by the other person.

He still had a hidden second heartbeat, but whether the other party could use the magic of destroying the world... It was hard to say.

"How should I address you, elder?"

"Crystal Mage, they have always addressed me this way."

"Crystal Mage, well, you know we have more important things to do now, so let's get straight to the point. I know why you are here, and my meaning is very simple. Reclaiming Goliath is our mission, and all those who try to obstruct us are considered enemies."

"We all know, sir," the Crystal Mage nodded gently, "Sir, do you know where I come from?"

Without waiting for Lind to answer, the Crystal Mage answered himself: "The front line of the Great Rift, you may not know the horror of the abyss..."

"No, I know!" Lind interrupted the other party's story, he had no interest in listening to the story, "I know Leon, maybe you have heard of this name."

"Of course." The Crystal Mage looked up in surprise.

"My people and I killed him, and I didn't know about the troubles of the abyss at the time, nor did I know that he was resisting the curse of the abyss." Lind did not hide or use words to beautify his actions.

He admitted that he didn't know in advance, so Leon, who should have survived, died. Although most people thought he did the right thing, it would be very dangerous to let a person infected by the abyss live and spread the plague at any time.

The follow-up also proved how troublesome it would be after the plague began to spread.

"I'm sorry to hear this news. He is an upright warrior." The crystal wizard said.

"So the story of the abyss ends here," Lind asked, "If you just persuade me not to go to war, Mr. Mage, this may be a bit whimsical. The gathering of the army and the consumption of manpower and material resources cannot be cancelled by your words, and even I can't stop it."

"Will you fight against the Great Rift?"

"Of course," Lind nodded, "There will be no soil for the enemy to survive in the Kingdom of Rand."

The crystal wizard left the Thorn City. He still had many questions to ask, but Lind's tough attitude had explained everything.

As he said, the wheel of war has been rolling, and no one can stop it.

But does Raven City also belong to the ranks of "enemies"?

He didn't ask because there was no need.

Both sides could fight for the last chance of human survival, but they had to stand on opposite sides. Neither side was willing to take a step back.

Lind hoped that the Raven City side would not obstruct his actions, but when he gained more advantages, Raven City would obviously become a thorn in the key position.

Similarly, Prince Black Catfish and others would not allow Lind to succeed. They did not need a queen to dominate them.

The crystal wizard looked at the military camp in the distance. The golden knights fought high. More than a month had not made them lose their momentum, but more and more excited.

"No one has ever doubted it," he kept his eyes fixed on the direction of the military camp, "No one has ever doubted whether the Lion Duke can defeat Goliath."

With the power that Lind has shown now, everyone has acquiesced that he can defeat Goliath.

Another point that everyone has acquiesced is that the power of Raven City is far from enough to defeat Goliath.

The fact is that the power of Raven City is far from being comparable to that of a lion that has fully revealed its fangs, and it is weaker.

He does not want Raven City to be the first place that the Golden Iron Cavalry tramples.

…

More and more undead people appear near the Rand Corps camp, and their instability is destined to make it impossible for them to be incorporated into the regular army.

They have demands, but unfortunately no one cares.

The morning sunlight penetrates the clouds, and all the Rand Corps soldiers quickly gather under orders, and the swaying flags around them are like swaying flames.

The most undead people, such as Xuanwu Shield, Moon-cutting Blade, Dragon Scale Sword, Favorite White Silk, Silkless Legs, Ace Admiration, Romantic Eater, etc., also stood up. They were very sure that the next plot was key, so they sacrificed the time for exploration and chose to wait here.

There was another reason. They had successfully reached level 20, the highest level that the undead could reach at this stage.

There were no potions that could "bug" them in various territories, so they could reach level 21, so doing other tasks would seem to be very low in return.

Even the lottery could not satisfy them, and going back to Star Dragon City from here was really no different from walking across half a country. They really couldn't understand what the game production team was thinking.

The map was large and the content was empty.

The soldiers lined up in a long line, and each soldier looked up and looked straight ahead.

Because the adult had come, his armor was mainly gold, with complex secret patterns, and his red cloak swayed like a flag in the hot wind.

Then he drew the long sword from his waist. This was not the broad-bladed broken sword he often used, but a long sword used for ceremonies. The slender blade looked very delicate.

He stuck the sword into the ground and turned to look at the figure.

Queen Rania, dressed in her best clothes, was much more beautiful than every time she appeared in front of the undead. The complex Rand-style golden long skirt and the decorative gold buckles that looked like runes added to her nobility that belonged only to the queen. The cloak behind her was embroidered with dragon patterns, and the crown on her head shone brightly under the morning sun.

This scene made Marcus and other soldiers who had seen the strength of the Rand Kingdom dizzy. They seemed to see the past again.

The queen held a long scroll and sealed it with wax.

"Linde Arman!" As she spoke, Linde knelt on one knee in a knight's salute, and this scene forcibly pulled everyone's attention away from Rania.

The scene was quiet.

Perhaps the wizard used some kind of magic, and Rania's voice could be heard by everyone present.

"Linde, are you willing to serve as the leader of the Rand Kingdom? Are you willing to fight for me even if it means sacrificing your life? Are you willing to eliminate all rebellious enemies?"

Linde raised his head, stretched out his hand to grab the sword in front of him, clenched his palm and swiped it violently. After releasing it, his palm was already bright red.

He took the scroll with his bloody hand.

"I swear by the sword, swear by blood!"

Although almost all the soldiers came from Linde's full-scale training, all the soldiers had a heartfelt admiration for Linde, but Linde was only a duke from beginning to end, the master of Star Dragon City and Mountain Troll Castle, not the master of the Rand Legion.

After this moment, he will serve as the leader of the Rand Legion and the only general.

Linde stood up and turned to look at the soldiers whose fighting spirit had been completely burned like flames.

"Linde!" Reed raised his fist first, "Lion!!"

"Linde! Lion!"

The cheers spread quickly like a tide, sweeping all the soldiers.

The undead, who were filled with roars and cheers, were stunned for a moment, and then they cheered.

"Linde! Lion! Linde! Lion!!"

...

Linde finally met the undead, and these old faces made him sigh in his heart.

"My lord!" Favorite White Silk, Xuanwu Shield and others greeted.

Linde said: "I have a battle to fight."

"My lord, we can fight for you!" The undead were in high spirits and wanted to participate in this war of restoration immediately.

"I do have a mission I hope to give to you and other undead."

In this tough battle, the role that the undead can play is not great.

Rather than being the main participants in the war, being a spectator is more suitable for them.

Logistics transportation, road survey, information collection, etc., many jobs are suitable for them.

...

Outside the Griffin Castle, an undead who was digging a pit with his butt sticking up sat on the ground after finishing the last hoe.

Turning around, he scooped up two handfuls of water in front of the bucket and poured it into his mouth to relieve fatigue.

"Ah, I'm so tired!"

Perhaps his own mother would never have thought that her son would not want to go to work every day and indulge in games, but would actually dig holes and farm.

No one could take better care of the one-third acre of land nearby than he did, and he was quite proud.

Great efforts must be rewarded. The yield of this piece of arable land discovered by Griffin Castle has always been poor, but when the undead took over, the yield began to soar.

Loosening the soil, watering, and fertilizing, it is even more attentive than taking care of his own son.

Scientific farming still has some merits, at least it is much better than other farmers who just dig holes and farm stupidly.

Plant ash fertilizer moisturizes the land, etc. Although the imagined crossing to another world did not come, the information is still quite useful.

The rules of this world are very interesting. Undead have already experimented and gunpowder can be made, but the magic in this world is very strong, which makes it difficult for weapons such as muskets and cannons to play a role.

For example, the Cyclops, flying dragons, and the great snake Baron Ronan, etc. that have appeared, are at most early monsters in terms of level, but the strength they show is already at the level of massacre.

In the later stage... unless the undead study nuclear weapons from scratch here, even nuclear weapons are probably useless. It can be basically confirmed that after reaching the maximum level, almost every undead is a human nuclear bomb.

Those have nothing to do with him. The most important thing now is to wait for the first batch of vegetables to be harvested and then go to the city to exchange for magic potions to obtain extraordinary power.

"Forget it, let's refresh for a while." The picture popped up in front of him.

"What is it?" The undead who had just been lying on the ground suddenly jumped up.

"Large-scale battle plot, Golden Throne?"

This game is too unbalanced. I'm still working hard on the land, but a large-scale battle has already started over there?

...

[Large-scale Battle: Golden Throne]

The official website does not have any information, but as the first large-scale battle, especially the undead active in the Kingdom of Rand, they have to pay attention to it.

The undead who were stuffed into various corners by Lind became field reporters, constantly enriching and perfecting the plot.

After the army assembled, it moved towards Goliath.

The golden torrent composed of thousands of knights was so powerful that no one dared to stop it.

Lind led the way, with a flying dragon hovering above his head, and he rode a warhorse in the front.

No matter what kind of disaster appeared in front, it would be easily crushed under this force.

Teams maintained the most basic battle formation and moved forward. When they encountered a battle, they would line up and launch an offensive at the first time.

The most relaxing thing was the logistics troops. A large amount of supplies were compressed and stuffed into the space barrel. Although the weight did not change, the smaller moving target meant safer and faster.

Fire Tumor Alex rushed to the front. It could find the enemy several miles away and would rush forward without Lind's reminder. The overwhelming flames burned everything, and when the army arrived later, they would only see a charred area.

This was an expedition. It took a long time for even a group of knights to reach Goliath from the territory of the mountain goblin castle through several areas of Raven City.

When night fell, they had to set up camp.

Lind's tent was crowded with people. In order to ensure the transmission of orders, he organized the team into a basic group of three people, and kept adding and improving on the basis of three people to ensure that even if they were divided into street battles, they could still exert all their strength to face all possibilities.

It was not easy to do this, which meant that Lind had to ensure that one of the three-person team must have received military education, had combat thinking, and could adapt to changes.

This was difficult.

Although all the soldiers of the Lander Legion were promoted to great knights after his efforts, the improvement of strength does not mean the improvement of thinking ability. If they were to fight the undead in a 1v1 duel, the undead who were already accustomed to the fighting style of this world would win.

Insufficient combat wisdom, in fact, this cannot be changed, because the undead can be resurrected infinitely and hone their skills with their lives again and again.

Skills honed with life are definitely more profound than skills honed with sweat.

On the contrary, there is no shortage of upper-level managers.

Such as Lance, Marcus and other commanding talents who are good at large-scale battles, and Reed, Richie, Reid and others who follow Lind.

"Ahead is Ivanho."

Ivanho is one of the villages and towns under the command of Raven City. According to the story poetry collection compiled by the poet, the land of Ivanho can grow hoes, pots and pans, etc.

Later, a lord came to investigate and dug it up. He found that this was actually a buried town. It was not known whether it was buried due to the change of terrain or other reasons, but the underground town was very well preserved.

"They are very vigilant, sir." Marcus said.

"Who is the mayor of Ivanhoe and whose orders do they follow?"

Lind did not resist starting a war immediately, and he had long regarded Raven City as his imaginary enemy.

But this war was not so easy to fight. Lind, who had an absolute advantage in military strength, could think of the opponent's response, that is, sneak attack, or wait for himself and Goliath to be defeated and then jump out to benefit.

"'Fire Pillar' Reed, I saw his figure."

"Just like my oath, eliminate all rebellion!" Lind finalized the response strategy.

Instead of waiting for the opponent to jump out at any time, it is better to fight directly.

This battle was handed over to Lance for command. His eyes could play a greater role in the dark.

The dark night was like a black gauze curtain, covering people's vision.

The rumbling of horse hooves tore through the gauze curtains...

The town of Ivanhoe.

The soldiers were alert and stared at the distance with wide eyes, but there was only darkness ahead.

As nervous as the soldiers were, there were 12 undead men.

People who play games have their own values. For example, if they encounter a very disgusting NPC, they want to kill them, or if they encounter a poor person, they can't help but feel sad for him.

'Fire Pillar' Reed is a character that destroys people's values.

Gallows can be seen everywhere in Ivanhoe.

You can even see dried corpses hanging, and occasionally crows come to peck at them.

The system here is cruel. If they were not defeated, I'm afraid a group of people would have directly taken action to kill 'Fire Pillar' Reed and his mistress.

After the main city was opened, the undead quickly chose to leave or go to other novice villages. Only these 12 undead stayed.

They are the undead who decided to play the chaotic evil route in the game, intending to stop killing by killing, and do all kinds of evil.

Since there are various game styles, the rules of the game are reasonable if they allow it.

But now, they regret not leaving with the other undead.

Unlike the NPCs' ignorance, as early as when the Land Corps was stationed in the front, some of them went over and took a sneak peek.

Then they saw it.

Almost endless red names...

...

'Fire Pillar' Reed was walking back and forth uneasily. Lind's army was stationed more than ten miles away, like a lion putting its mouth in front of him.

"He won't do anything to us." Anna on the side persuaded.

Anna, she is Ivanho's pharmacist.

As the mistress of 'Fire Pillar' Reed, she and the other party have a lot in common. The fact that the two sides have been able to cooperate until now is enough to show that they have a lot in common.

Even many of the hanging bodies outside were made by her.

"You don't understand." Reed shook his head and turned around in the room at a happier speed.

It was night now. If he ran away directly, he would probably run into a disaster. Even if there was no disaster waiting for him, it might not have a good result. The night could not see the road clearly.

"He signed a peace agreement with Raven City." Anna was a little confused. Since the peace agreement had been signed, the two sides could not go to war. Ivanho was a village affiliated with Raven City anyway.

"You said it was a contract, and it can be torn up at any time."

The peace contract, the only effect of that thing is probably that it has no effect, and as far as Reed knows, when Lind announced the attack on Goliath, Raven City had already started an arms race.

It's not that Lind needs to worry about Raven City, but the people in Raven City need to be afraid of Lind.

And Lind may not really destroy a village directly, it is more likely to hang the 'Fire Pillar' Reed and then rule here.

An accidental friction and touch, Raven City did not dare to say anything.

"Why are you afraid of him, do you want to be his enemy?" Anna suddenly reacted, he felt it was a bit unreasonable, the mouse actually wanted to show its teeth to the lion.

'Fire Pillar' Reed suddenly walked out of the room, the night was trembling, and there were dots of light in the distance.

Boom, thunderous sound.

The heart finally returned to the stomach, and the uneasiness disappeared, because the fear and fire had killed in front of Ivanho, opened its bloody mouth, and tried to swallow everyone.

‘Pillar of Fire’ Reed stood on the town wall holding a whip.

He tried to shout, but the dense arrows forced him to shut up and retreat behind the bunker.

“Attack!”

The walls of Ivanho are low. As a village, defense is not important to it. Even after the disaster, they only symbolically reinforced the walls.

It was too late to ask for help. Ivanho could not protect itself.

The Ivanho soldiers hiding behind the parapets raised their crossbows and tried to shoot back, but were pierced directly through the palm by a precise arrow.

“Prepare to attack the city!” Lance’s heavy roar came out. He was now full of blood. The Lord’s promise to return to Goliath was about to come true.

The excitement of this obsession being fulfilled was enough to make people full of strength.

“First team, archers shoot arrows to suppress!”

“Second team!” Lance kept shouting: “Pick up your weapons and attack the city!”

The scene was chaotic, but the battle was orderly.

The arrows pressed down the walls of Ivanhoe so hard that they couldn't lift their heads. The knights rushed to the walls with pickaxes one by one. This was a unique way of attacking the city for the knights.

The pickaxes in their hands were like the front legs of spiders, pulling their bodies up quickly, inserting nails when they reached half the height of the wall, and dropping ropes.

This was faster than setting up a siege ladder. In just a dozen breaths, the first knight had already rushed to the wall.

Then the second one.

More and more.

The wall was occupied, and the knights rushed on the wall.

The whole battle lasted no more than half an hour, and Ivanhoe had been taken down.

The siege team led by Lance had no casualties, and the enemy, except for the "Fire Pillar" Reed and a group of soldiers who surrendered early and were seriously injured, only 12 dead and resurrected undead were captured.

...

"Who is more popular than me, Teacher Linde?"

While fighting outside, Linde was easily browsing the official website.

He accidentally saw a video on the official website that made him laugh and cry.

The "Most Popular Game Characters" are updated every issue. I don't know who started it first, but there are obviously many competitors in this field. The big review is always a side dish for people to eat.

Just like the review of poster girls and the most popular NPCs, female characters always rank at the top.

Wen Raven, Rania, Dorothy, etc., they are beautiful in appearance and have distinct personality traits, which makes it easy for people to remember them at a glance.

Linde's ranking is not too high, but he always sticks to the list.

However, the one who appeared above him was "Red Spirit Linde", who was also affectionately called "Teacher Linde" by the undead.

The first real suffering of most undead people started from "Teacher Linde".

During this period, a large number of undead grew up, but the fox cave was still not opened. The reason is that a large number of "Teachers Linde" appeared on the streets of the villages and towns of the fox cave. They were not scattered everywhere, but a large group of people stood together in a daze.

When the undead approached, the dazzling range damage would instantly devour them.

So, the title of "Teacher Linde" was born.

Whether it is the hunter association or the related equipment, it has become a less important part of Linde's development. No game really regards good-looking skins as the main gameplay. This is just some small means to add icing on the cake.

It is normal for a large number of undead to be forced to actively pursue the improvement of their numerical values ​​because of the game experience.

Life-oriented players must also master combat skills.