The lord is red again

Chapter 315: Deadly Dance

Thunder surged in the sky. This was the fifth rainstorm they had encountered since the beginning of the expedition. The thunderclouds hovering overhead made people anxious. Everyone could feel the black clouds and lightning tentacles that could be touched at any time.

A flash of light exploded, and after a long time, the thunder finally came.

Lind sat in the tent. The supplies he prepared in advance could ensure that the war would last for more than half a year, and the transportation of food and grass in the rear would continue.

The bombs that broke through the walls of the royal city cost Lind an astronomical figure, almost emptying his savings for a year, but the army was able to invade the royal city before the weather got bad.

After the battle began, various frictions continued.

Marcus and others had already invaded the walls in front of the royal city, seized a piece of land, and quickly built fortifications.

The undead sneaked into the interior to obtain intelligence, which also helped a lot.

Although Lind did not rush to the front line, he had a lot of intelligence to deal with recently.

Every inch of the huge royal city is worth exploring. If the undead are too devoted to exploring, they will easily provoke something.

The royal city Goliath is the area with the largest number of nobles.

If you have noble blood and extraordinary power, you will become a "BOSS", so the number of old noble BOSSes in Goliath is at least nearly a hundred!

The bad thunder outside the tent reminded him that the real trouble of this battle has not yet come.

The heavy rain shook the tent crazily, and the Riven soldiers who were responsible for staying behind were already panicked. They tried their best to protect the supplies in the rear to prevent the heavy rain from destroying the camp.

The thunder hit the heart like a heavy hammer again and again, and the dazzling light drilled in from the gap of the tent, instantly covering the candlelight, and then disappeared in an instant.

Lind never believed in any drama. In his opinion, everything has a traceable path, but people have too little information and data, which makes the story always full of drama.

As the undead people marveled, they only left for a day, but the world has been running silently for more than a year.

In their eyes, the story was accelerated, but in Lind's opinion, it should be so.

But the noisy thunderstorms in recent days seemed to overturn his judgment, and the depressing atmosphere made him feel that something was waiting for him.

Just as the undead said, listening to this BGM, even a fool would know that it was time to fight the BOSS...

Doris seemed to be obsessed with making Lind a perfect saint in terms of emotions recently. Although Lind thought that if she wanted to make him happy, she should wear a pair of stockings, but the recorder took this joke as another rebuke, and supplemented Lind and Tione's love story more seriously after work.

Crystal Mage and Wen Raven stayed in the tent with Lind, although Wen had found Lind several times and hoped to take the initiative to join the war.

In her opinion, if she took the initiative to join the war, the chance of winning would increase by 100%, but if she didn't go, the chance of winning would definitely not increase.

100% VS 0%, a very simple way of thinking.

Lind forbade her to act. The role of a general is to take charge of the overall situation. It would be funny to ride a horse and rush to the front before the battle situation is completely clear.

He had no choice before, but now he must use a more reasonable way.

The team has its own combat thinking. Before the battle situation expands to the BOSS, our high-level combat power is better to choose to stay put, so as not to lead to something in advance.

Most of our deaths are undead, but every soldier who died on the other side cannot be resurrected, so Lind doesn't mind this war dragging on for a longer time, the longer he is, the more advantageous it is.

The death of the undead is not within the cost.

The crystal mage always has that attitude. He cares more about the big crack. The fight between humans is meaningless in his eyes.

But he also hopes that Lind can win. The dragon-like soldiers on the opposite side don't seem to be able to communicate.

The messy footsteps disrupted the rhythm of the heavy rain hitting the tent tarpaulin. The Riven soldiers, whose armor was soaked by the heavy rain and whose chins were dripping with water, rushed to Lind.

After the logistics work was gradually delegated to them, Wen selected some trustworthy soldiers to take on the NPC work.

"Sir, this is the news brought back by the resurrected undead." The soldier looked at Lind with awe.

The undead entered the inner part of the royal city to investigate in a way of committing suicide, and then brought out the intelligence of each area. This naked use actually made the undead cheer. They were extremely in awe of the Lord's means of using people's hearts.

The task was not fancy, and the reward was even less than in Raven City, but they didn't understand why the undead were so happy.

Even if they asked actively, the undead just said "I took the task while beating the BOSS", which was taken for granted, so it was even more puzzling.

This misunderstanding was blessed to Lind, and became the ironclad evidence of his "insight into people's hearts".

The intelligence integration work was taken over by the record officer. If she didn't turn the scene into a story gathering, Lind would definitely praise her for completing her task perfectly.

She knew the map of the royal city, especially the noble courtyards and various secret places. Although she had never seen them with her own eyes, her grandmother's "accidental loss" of her notes gave her the opportunity to see those exciting secrets.

Doris integrated the information and arranged for the painter to quickly mark the information obtained by the undead on the map.

For this, a large number of people had to manually "update".

Linde took the information, which was wrapped in a thick layer of rainproof material and covered with a shield. The paper felt very dry when he picked it up.

"Phalaenopsis Manor?" Linde flipped through the intelligence information, his expression slightly interesting.

The Marquis 'Mrs. Phalaenopsis' Cebaria De Ruiz, a female knight of high status and well-known far and wide.

Of course, she didn't know how to fight.

The nobles rode horses to conquer the world, and the Marquis rode knights and relied on them to conquer the world. She loved to hold balls very much, and the main purpose of the balls was to socialize.

She was Miss Morning Glory's biological mother.

Although Linde and they were both nobles, their circles were completely different.

Linde had always been in the core power circle, and those who had exchanges with him, such as Kurt, Rania, Baron Ronan, etc., were all nobles with real power.

The nobles on the Marquis' side were just "nobles" with noble blood in their bodies, in short, the wastes who were born with a good family, who indulged in sensual pleasures and had parties every day.

Looking at the information in his hand, Lind was sure that the female marquis and her morning glory daughter did not escape. The curse of the nobles was simply crushing those with weak wills and could twist them in an instant.

He was a very nostalgic person.

Rather than letting them indulge in it, it would be better to let them die in the right way.

Soon a new task was posted.

[Dead Silence Ball: The female marquis 'Lady Phalaenopsis' Cebaria De Ruiz loved to hold a ball. She invited many nobles to attend. This was a bloody ball]

Thanks to Wu Chenmiwei for the 100 reward

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