Act 164 Gambler's Roulette ()

The rapier pierced the forehead of the skull with a scratch, and the last zombie lost its power and fell to the ground with a crash. The female mercenary leader with long fiery red hair held a sword in one hand and looked around pantingly. Her emerald green eyes reflected the bones and mercenary corpses on the ground. The battle was over, and although a heavy price was paid, the attackers were finally repulsed.

Jutta took a breath and put the rapier into the scabbard wrapped in a layer of black leather.

"Captain!" A shout came from behind. She turned around and saw a young man running quickly out of the crowd.

The female mercenary watched the young man running up to her, but she stretched out her hand to interrupt him: "Needless to say, leave someone behind to take care of the injured brother. The others continue to move forward with me. Enough time has been wasted. , we must control the west gate before the undead army arrives!"

"Wait!" The young man stopped him breathlessly.

"What?" Yuta frowned.

"It's too late," the young man said loudly: "When we were fighting those monsters before, 'Rat' and the others saw the magic beacon coming from the south. Master, it's too late, the undead have already arrived. Let's go there now. , we can only face countless undead armies——"

The female mercenary leader stopped and looked at him: "What else did 'Rat' say?"

"'Rat' said, our only choice now is to give up immediately. We break out to the north and leave Fir City. The undead have come in, and we will all die here."

"We're leaving, what about the others?"

"Captain, can we change anything here?" the young man said anxiously.

"Bastard!" the female mercenary leader punched the wall: "Let our people prepare on the spot and let the three teams of Owl, Gray Wolf and Brown Bear lead people to advance along the three nearby streets! Since there is no way to stop them Enter Fir City and we will stop them at the nearest location!"

"Captain, you are crazy!" the man shouted: "We are less than three hundred people, and those skeletons number in the tens of thousands. We can't stop them without relying on the city wall!"

The female leader held her chest and gritted her teeth: "I will stop me even if I can't. Do you want me to break my promise?"

"Captain..." The young man was slightly startled.

"Why don't you go quickly?"

"But,

Is it worth it for a noble? The young man couldn't help but take a deep breath: "That young man is also a noble. He is willing to help us because he and Grudin have conflicts." After all, they are still together. Why should we fight for people like them—"

The visitor gritted his teeth and shouted loudly at her: "Master, your sister and parents all died at the hands of those damn nobles! Most of the brothers under my command also had the same experience. Everyone, because of their respect for you, Master. , we just came together! Why should we die here for that kind of people, let them go dog-eat-dog!"

Jutta choked.

She sighed, raised her head and was about to say something. But at this time, there was a loud bang from the direction of Fir Castle. Everyone turned around and saw a beam of white light suddenly rising into the sky in the deep darkness in that direction - a magic beacon!

The pure white light beam pierced into the night sky, as if piercing the dark space between heaven and earth. The light looks so pure and innocent against the deep background, as if it were the first tear shed by mother Martha in the darkness in the Creation epic of the Cruz people.

That is the first light that depicts the birth of the world.

Light is born from darkness, giving all things wisdom, sublimity and spirit——

that moment.

Juta and her assistant raised their heads dully at that moment, their eyes reflecting the light in the darkness. They watched helplessly as the light rose to the highest point, exploded, and then transformed into a message text commonly used in the army.

The words shine in the night sky and never fade away. The red-haired female mercenary leader raised her face, with the deepest sparkle in her green eyes:

"Grudin is dead—"

She said calmly: "The Lord asked us to reply immediately."

"Lord...Master?" The young man looked at her in surprise.

Jutta lowered his head and smiled at the young man: "That guy from Kerenthia dared to choose such a path, so why wouldn't I dare? Grudin died, and the young noble gave me an answer. From now on, He is the person I am following." But she smiled and shook her head: "But unfortunately, the time was too short."

"But……"

"No more, can we reply?" Yuta asked.

The young man shook his head: "Those corpse witches used black magic to silence the whole street. Except for the elements of light and darkness, other elements cannot enter at all now. But there are no wizards and no sacrifices in our group. The strongest element He only has the strength of black iron, and now he can't cast any spells at all!"

"Where's the signal arrow?"

"'Mouse' said, that thing is also ignited by elements."

Yuta gritted her teeth and looked at the other side of the street with a heavy gaze: "Then we will use our own methods to buy some time for the lord."

"Captain?"

But the woman's face had turned serious. She was silent for a moment, raised her head, turned around, pulled out her rapier and waved it to the right: "Everyone has it, listen to me!"

"Someone gave us an answer with noble actions, but now we have lost our words. But fortunately, we can at least make amends. So now I order you to move forward and at least drag those damn bones here - —Or let them step over our corpses!"

There was silence on the street for a while, only Juta's serious orders echoed for a long time. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the leader subconsciously.

"Answer me, there are no cowards among my people."

"There are no cowards!" The mercenaries raised their weapons.

The young man looked at Yuta blankly, as if he wanted to say something, but was categorically interrupted by the female mercenary captain who turned around: "No need to say anything, you understand that once I give an order, I will never change it easily! "

"But captain, why bother for a noble..."

Jutta smiled softly.

She lowered her head and patted the young man's face: "I know the nobility better than you, little guy. If that young man was really a noble, he wouldn't have killed Grudin. This was the rule between them. In the past No one in hundreds of years will break——"

She raised her head and looked into the dark night.

"But no matter who he is, at least from this moment on, the deal between me and him is done."

The young man was stunned for a moment.

…

At the south gate, fierce fighting continued. Under the supervision of the Grand Master of the Legion of Fire, the mercenaries fought against the skeleton army that kept the same rhythm and came up in waves like a tide again and again, almost regardless of losses.

The war in the darkness seems to be endless, and everyone can't help but feel exhausted; looking around, all you can see are pieces of connected bones - humans and the undead exchange losses with each other, corpses pile up like mountains, but the price is heavy At most, the battle line can only be maintained on the ruins.

Fortunately, the breach in the city wall was only a section of less than ten meters, and most of the mercenaries with black iron level strength could barely block the undead army that was a hundred times their number. In fact, the mercenaries also understood this, so they would rather pay ten times the blood to repeatedly replenish the fortifications in the breached area of ​​the city wall.

It could hardly be called a battle, it was simply minced meat lacking in tactical beauty.

The commander of both sides was a cold god of death, silently filling the ten-meter-long flesh-and-blood battlefield with more lives. It's just that for Madara's side, the corpse witches can emotionlessly push the skeletons that are evoked by you with the weak soul fire like a lot of worthless chips to the center of the card table.

But for this point, it is the point that makes human beings feel the most chilling.

"The crossbowmen are in position——"

"Replace with blunt arrows——"

The leaders of individual mercenary groups acted as heralds at this time. They watched as the experienced warriors unscrewed the corks of the bottles containing holy water and poured the water onto the bundles of arrows. , couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken. In ordinary battles, they rarely used these consumables so extravagantly.

The soldiers raised their four-arm crossbows in rows, aimed and fired.

Then there was a sharp and long cry, as if an invisible wall had hit the rows of skeletons below. The skeletons fell down without warning, and immediately turned into ashes in the white light.

Fern stepped on a pile of bones with one foot. He held the sword on his shoulder with one hand and had just coldly filled in his second team to replace the exhausted first team. Then he ordered a small mercenary group to carry the wounded people down from the city. To him, this battle seemed endless, just like the battles he had experienced in Karasu in the past.

Fern commanded calmly, he understood how far Madara and he could go.

But he also turned around at this time, looking up at the flash of light in the dark sky. With that beam of light reflected in his eyes, he smiled: "The killing of nobles by nobles is worth the price of admission. But this is the first time I have seen them use methods other than conspiracy, poison and assassination. The young man also It’s so barbaric.”

"Those nobles can't do anything." His deputy replied from the side.

Fern glanced at him.

"You don't understand," he said. Then he asked: "How long will it take?"

"Half an hour," the deputy replied immediately.

Fern waved his hand: "Go and raise our battle flag higher. After repelling this attack, they will replace the corpse witch. That guy gave me an answer, so I have to give him an answer now." "

"Morning light..." The Grand Leader of the Fire Legion looked at the horizon: "It's almost here."

The deputy was slightly startled.

But Fern smiled slightly: "This can be regarded as fulfilling that guy's first order. If the boss has an order, of course we must act according to it."

"Boss?"

"Let's think so." Fern looked back at the battlefield.

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