Chapter 293 Battle Plot: Golden Throne ( words)

From the depths of the rolling black clouds of thunder stood a castle like a spire, and lightning like tree branches plowed deep into the darkness.

A toad with a mutilated body was struggling to crawl on the ground. The raised bricks in front of it became a difficult obstacle that it could not cross no matter what.

The hissing sound of a venomous snake was heard.

When the thunder lit up the sky for the third time, the cobra with its head raised and red letters spitting out had already arrived in front of the toad.

The black fog was everywhere, and the outlines of the shapes were difficult to discern.

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

Her giggle was piercing: "Or did you encounter something outside?"

The toad spoke in 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 your vineyard?"

"Humans gathered together and put aside their differences!" Toad Tracy was a little anxious. Although the vampires possessed the characteristic of "immortality", not moving could also be considered immortal.

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

"is it?"

The thunder flashed and roared once more, and the woman looked toward the castle, her pale face illuminated by the eerie indigo light.

The monarch is calling himself.

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

When the Great Man awoke from his Great Sleep, the castle was shrouded in great power.

The crow that got into the window fell to the ground and turned into a human form, with a toad that couldn't transform lying next to it.

The air was filled with the sweet smell of blood. Figures floated in one after another, filling the narrow hall of the castle covered with blood-red carpet. The candles hanging overhead stretched the shadows of the people below, crisscrossing each other.

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

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

Everyone lowered their heads.

The person being supported was an elderly man with a pale and dry face covered with age spots. He was wearing a burgundy floor-length robe, but the weight of the clothes almost crushed him.

"Tracy?" The old man looked at the toad and called its name softly.

"Yes!"

"You must have a lot to say."

"Your vineyard is 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 crucial part!"

"The humans came together again, and they conquered the fox den."

Toad Tracy quietly watched her fellow tribesmen in the castle. She knew at least one thing: 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 skills.

So what the aphid Lind created by himself almost did was changed into something done by humans.

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

Tracy knew she had to say something more important: "I discovered the noble blood."

"noble?"

"Linde Alman, a man who has the power of nobility but is not crazy."

"Linde, ah, that kid..." The old man was flipping through his jerky memories, trying to find memories about Linde, and then he sighed: "He's still alive and well?"

As far as I can remember, Lind often hung out with Kurt. Although they wouldn't do anything bad, they never gave people a mature vibe.

"He serves Queen Rania."

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

There is no need for any attention to the queen who does not possess the power of the magic ring.

"I wish to know more about Lind. He should not be loyal to my talentless...daughter."

The people in the narrow hall transformed into various animals and quickly left.

……

The Lord of Raven City, Wen Raven, the 'Singing White Knight', 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 a lot of misunderstandings about us."

Next to Wen is an old man holding a staff: "He thinks we are eyeing the old nobles, he thinks we just want to fight for power, our goal from beginning to end is only one."

"The big crack." Wen said.

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

Wen said, "Those who use unscrupulous means will inevitably lose the trust of others, and only those who restrain themselves and abide by the law can win trust."

The old man asked, "What about you?"

They created the city of Raven and gathered together all the forces they could muster. Most of the people who could survive the doomsday would not abide by the law.

However, law is a necessary means for the old aristocracy to maintain its ruling status.

This created a very funny scene. The new nobles only asked for 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 the only punishment was to be exiled to defense.

The old aristocracy, however, attached greater importance to the law; being strong or weak did not mean they could trample on the law at will.

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

When they gather together as "enemies of the disaster", they will find that everyone has other needs besides the need to survive the apocalypse together. There are more disputes between them, and the division of interests and power makes the entire Raven City chaotic.

It is obviously impossible for Raven City, which is trying to integrate and absorb more forces, to recruit Lind.

"What should we do?" the old man asked, and then answered himself, "There is nothing we can do."

No one knew what Seven Hedwin wanted, but he clearly didn't want to have another queen over him.

And half of the soldiers in Raven City, such as 'Fire Pillar' Reed, who have committed serious crimes in the kingdom, are unlikely to sit idly by and watch the queen's power be restored.

There will inevitably be a war between the two sides.

Faced with the uncertainty of whether the Linde forces can be won over, Wen Raven, who always maintains calm thinking and rationality, will definitely choose to help his allies.

The old man sighed deeply. He hoped very much that the person attending the round table meeting that day would be Lind, not the queen.

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

Help Lind, but there is only a 50% chance that Lind will become our ally.

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

But many times, things are not so easy to judge.

He wanted to see Lind as soon as possible, immediately!
……

The golden cavalry of the Rand Legion stood in an open space outside the Avenue of Thorns. It was almost night, and the flickering light of the torches shone on the armor, creating halos of light.

The huge numbers formed an insurmountable steel wall.

More and more Rand Corps soldiers are gathering here, like streams flowing into rivers.

The waving lion and dragon flags are planted in the darkness.

Infantry, archers, wizards, cavalry, disaster horse cavalry, this assembly will last more than a month, or even longer, but no one complains.

They have waited for this day for too long.

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

The heavy and passionate aura made the undead people active near the Troll's Castle hold their breath, and the spreading terrifying posture also made them truly understand for the first time that there would be a big battle coming.

Only this time, the war did not involve the names of the undead, and they did not receive an invitation.

"All of them are elites above level 11."

"All of them?"

"All of them!"

"Fuck, who can stop a charge?"

The undead gathered together and broadcast live the entire military changes in the direction of Thorn City. This scene, which seemed to be an obvious preparation for launching a huge battle, shocked all the undead.

This may well be the biggest battle yet.

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

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

"Not a signed peace treaty?"

"Does that thing work?"

"makes sense."

A true peace agreement is not a piece of paper, but strong military power.

Only by having the ability to break the contract at any time can we achieve true peace.

When thousands of Lander Legion knights gathered here, it seemed that the war was finally about to begin.

……

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

But another problem arises: the number of wizards is still too small, and it is impossible to ensure sufficient potions and various props.

He knew that the battle started a little hastily and it would be better to have more time to prepare, but who could guarantee whether the enemy thought the same way.

The hungry undead wouldn't give him more time.

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

Although not all of the 12000 people are in the Rand Kingdom, just a small number of undead are enough to make people lose sleep and eat.

Either we kill through Raven City with thundering force, or we attack Goliath with thundering force. Now that the army has been assembled, we have to defeat something.

Instead of giving the undead some small sweet treats, it is better to let them know who is driving the development of this world and who has the final say.

The name of a hero is destined to be sung, but it will never be sung by an immortal.

……

Outside the City of Thorns, an old man holding a wooden stick looked at the heavy iron gate ahead on the road.

The road ahead was broken and bumpy due to the mud trampled by horse hooves.

He rushed from Raven City to the Troll Castle, and after being told that Linde had gone to Thorn City, he rushed here non-stop, his old bones could not bear it any longer.

Fortunately, after he reported his background, he was qualified to be notified. However, it depended on luck whether the Duke was willing to meet him.

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. They wore two legion badges on their chests, one belonging to the Land Legion and the other a lion badge, which meant that they served the loyal forces of the Lion Duke, but now they belonged to the Land Legion.

The two of them stared at the old man with nervous eyes from beginning to end, and vigilance was emanated from the gaps in the masks with fine patterns and enchantments.

Until a man came up and said, "Please follow me. The master is willing to see you."

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

He had a deeper understanding of Linde Almann.

Perhaps it would be nice to learn why Lind was so admired by the soldiers, if he were allowed to communicate with them.

Entering the City of Thorns through the iron gate, the low town is brightly lit.

The roadsides were lit by bonfires and torches, and soldiers patrolled to ensure that not a fly could get close, let alone a venomous snake, crow or toad.

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

It is said that this was once the residence of Queen Rania. She tried to use this place as the first base for her counterattack, but ended up wasting several years.

In the open space ahead, the old man saw the flying dragon again. The flying dragon with red scales and a long neck looked at him as if facing a formidable enemy, and the temperature of its body gradually rose.

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

The light sound of boots stepping on the floor let him know that he was finally going to see the real lord. The golden style decorations on both sides were not rough, but the curved walls integrated complexity and refinement into it.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" a man's voice came.

The old man looked at the person who was speaking. The other person was only wearing a robe, and his sturdy and tall body was eye-catching. Although he was tall, he did not exceed the human limit. 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 bent over with the help of his staff. Although his waist and legs were not in good condition, he thought this was a way to quickly close the distance between himself and the nobles.

"Goliath will be more beautiful." Lind looked at the old man. At the first moment they met, he could clearly feel the oppression that the other party brought to him.

I still have my second heartbeat hidden, but whether the other party can use magic that can destroy the world...it's hard to say.

"How should I address you, elder?"

"Crystal Mage, that's what they keep calling me."

"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're here, and my meaning is very simple. Reclaiming Goliath is our mission, and anyone who tries to obstruct us will be considered an enemy."

"We all know it well, 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: "At the front line of the Great Rift, you may not know the horror of the abyss..."

"No, I know!" Lind interrupted the other person'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 men and I killed him, and I was unaware of the trouble in 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 it was his lack of prior knowledge that led to the death of Leon, who should have survived. Although most people thought that he was right, it would be very dangerous to allow a person who was infected by the abyss and could spread the plague at any time to live.

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

"I'm sorry to hear the news. He was an upright warrior," said the Crystal Mage.

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

"Will you fight to defeat the Great Rift?"

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

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

As it is said, the wheel of war has started 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 can fight for the last chance of human survival, but they have to stand on opposite sides, and neither side is willing to take a step back.

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

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

The Crystal Mage looked at the military camp in the distance. The Golden Knights were fighting with high spirits. More than a month had not only failed to dampen their morale, but instead made them more and more excited.

"No one has ever doubted," he said, his eyes always 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 now demonstrated, everyone agrees that he can defeat Goliath.

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

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

He didn't want Raven City to be the first place razed by the Golden Cavalry.

……

More and more undead appeared near the Land Corps camp, and their instability meant that they could not be incorporated into the regular army.

They have demands, but unfortunately no one pays attention.

The morning sunlight penetrated the clouds, and all the Land Legion soldiers quickly assembled under orders. The waving flags around them were like flickering flames.

The most undead people, such as Xuanwu Shield, Moon-slashing Blade, Dragon Scale Sword, White Silk Favorite, Silkless Legs, Ace Admiration, Romantic Eater, etc., also stood up. They were very sure that the next plot was crucial, so they sacrificed the time for exploration and chose to wait here. Another reason was that they had successfully reached level 20, the highest level that the undead could reach at this stage.

The various territories do not sell potions that can "bug" them to reach level 21, so doing other tasks will seem to have very low returns.

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

The map is large and the content is very empty.

The soldiers lined up in long rows, each with his head raised and looking straight ahead.

Because that lord had come. The main color of his armor was gold, with complex secret patterns, and his red cloak fluttered 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 ceremonial long sword. 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 attire, was far more beautiful than any other time she had appeared before the undead. The intricate Rand-style golden dress and the decorative gold buckles that resembled runes added to her nobility that belonged only to a queen. The cloak on her back was embroidered with dragon patterns, and the crown on her head sparkled in the morning sun.

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

The queen held a long scroll sealed with wax.

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

The place was quiet.

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

"Linde, are you willing to serve as the commander of the Rand Kingdom? Are you willing to fight for me even at the cost of your life? Are you willing to eliminate all rebellious enemies?"

Lind raised his head, stretched out his hand to grab the sword in front of him, clenched his palm and slashed it fiercely. After he released it, his palm was already bright red.

He took the scroll with his bloody hands.

"I swear on my sword, on my blood!"

Although almost all the soldiers were trained by Lind, and all the soldiers had a heartfelt admiration for Lind, Lind was only a duke from beginning to end, the lord of Star Dragon City and Mountain Troll Castle, not the lord of the Rand Legion.

After this moment, he will serve as the commander of the Land Corps and the only general.

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

"Linde!" Reid was the first to raise his fist, "Lion!!"

"Linde! Lion!"

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

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

"Linde! Lion! Linde! Lion!!"

……

Lind finally met the undead, and these old faces made him feel quite emotional.

"Sir!" Favorite Baisi, Xuanwu Shield and others greeted.

Lind began, "I have a battle to fight."

"Sir, we can fight for you!" The undead were in high spirits and were eager to immediately participate in this war to restore their country.

"I do have a mission I would like to assign to you and the other undead."

In this tough battle, the undead can play a small role.

It is more suitable for them to be bystanders than to be major participants in the war.

Many jobs are suitable for them, including logistics transportation, road survey, information collection, etc.

……

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

He turned around, scooped up two handfuls of water from the bucket and poured them into his mouth to relieve his fatigue.

"Ah, I'm so exhausted!"

Perhaps his own mother would never have thought that her son, who was unwilling to go to work every day and was addicted to the game, was actually digging holes and farming with his butt sticking up.

No one takes better care of the three-acre land nearby than himself, and he is quite proud of it.

The huge effort definitely paid off. The yield of the arable land discovered by Griffin Castle had always been poor, but when the undead took over, the yield began to soar.

Loosening the soil, watering, and fertilizing are all done with even more care than taking care of one's own son.

Scientific farming does have its merits, at least it is much better than other farmers who just blindly dig holes and farm.

Wood ash fertilizer moisturizes the soil, etc. Although the imagined journey to another world did not come true, the information is still quite useful.

The rules of this world are very interesting. The undead have already experimented and found that gunpowder can be produced, but the magic in this world is very strong, making it difficult for weapons such as muskets and cannons to work.

For example, the Cyclops, flying dragon, giant snake Baron Ronan, etc. that have already appeared, at most they are early-stage monsters judging by their levels, but the strength they have demonstrated is already at the level of city massacre.

In the later stage... unless the undead people research nuclear weapons from scratch here, even nuclear weapons will probably be of no use. It is basically certain that after reaching the maximum level, almost every undead person will be a human nuclear bomb.

Those had nothing to do with him. The most important thing now was to wait until the first batch of vegetables were harvested and then go to the city to exchange them for potions to gain extraordinary powers.

"Forget it, just refresh it for a while." A screen popped up in front of him.

"What is that?" The undead man 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 struggling to farm, but a large-scale battle has already begun over there?

……

【Major Battle: Golden Throne】

There is no information on the official website, but as the first large-scale battle, especially the undead active in the Kingdom of Rand, everyone has to pay attention to it.

The undead people that Lind stuffed into various corners became field reporters, constantly enriching and perfecting the plot.

After the army gathered, they marched in the direction of Goliath.

No one dared to stop the golden torrent composed of thousands of great knights.

Lind led the way, with a flying dragon circling proudly above his head, and he rode a warhorse at the front.

No matter what kind of disaster lies ahead, it will be easily crushed by this force.

Each team advances while maintaining the most basic battle formation. When encountering a battle, they will line up and launch an offensive as soon as possible.

The most relaxed group is the logistics troops. A large amount of supplies are compressed and stuffed into space barrels. Although the weight has not changed, a smaller moving target means greater safety and speed.

Fire Tumor Alex rushed to the front. It could spot the enemy from 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 scene.

This was an expedition, starting from the territory of the Troll Castle, passing through several areas of Raven City, and finally reaching Goliath. Even for a group of great knights it would take a very long time.

When night falls, they also have to set up camp.

Lind's tent was packed with people. In order to ensure the transmission of orders, he organized the team into basic groups of three, and kept adding and improving them 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.

This is not easy to achieve, which means that Lind must ensure that one of the three-person team must have received military education, possess combat thinking, and be able to adapt to changing circumstances.

It's hard.

Although all the soldiers of the Land Legion were promoted to Grand Knights after his efforts, the increase in strength does not mean an improvement in thinking ability. If they were asked to fight a 1v1 duel with the undead, the undead who were accustomed to the fighting style of this world would win.

The lack of combat wisdom is actually unchangeable, because the undead can be resurrected infinitely and hone their skills with their lives time and time 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, as well as Reed, Richie, Reid and others who followed Lind and were influenced by him.

"Ivanhoe is ahead."

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

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

"They are very alert, my lord," said Marcus.

"Who is the mayor of Ivanhoe and whose orders does he take?"

Lind was not opposed to 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, a sneak attack, or wait until both he and Goliath were defeated and then jump out to reap the benefits.

"'Pillar of Fire' Reid, I saw him."

"Just as I vowed, eliminate all rebellion!" Lind finalized the response strategy.

Instead of waiting for the other party to jump out at some point, it’s better to just hit them directly.

This battle was left to Lance to command, as his eyes could play a greater role in the dark.

The night is like a black veil that blocks people's vision.

The rumbling sound of horse hooves tore through the gauze curtain...

The town of Ivanhoe.

The soldiers were extremely alert, staring into the distance with wide eyes, but there was nothing but darkness ahead.

Along with the soldiers, there were 12 undead beings who were also nervous.

People who play games all have their own values. For example, if they encounter a very disgusting NPC, they will want to kill them, or if they encounter a poor person, they will not be able to help but feel sad for them.

'Pillar of Fire' Reed is a character that is very destructive to one's worldview.

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 unable to defeat them, I'm afraid a group of people would have taken direct and forceful action to kill "Fire Pillar" Reed and his lover.

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 commit all kinds of evil.

Since there are various game styles, it is reasonable for the game rules to allow them.

But now, they felt a little regretful for not leaving with the other undead.

Unlike the NPCs who were ignorant, some of them had gone over to take a sneak peek when the Rand Corps was stationed at the front.

Then they saw it.

Almost endless red names...

……

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

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

Anna, she is the pharmacist in Ivanhoe.

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

Even many of the bodies hanging outside were from her hands.

"You don't understand," Reid shook his head, pacing around the room at an even happier pace.

It is dark now, and if he runs away directly, he will most likely encounter disaster. Even if there is no disaster waiting for him, there may not be a good result, as he cannot see the road clearly in the dark.

"He signed a peace treaty with Raven City." Anna didn't quite understand. Since they had signed a peace treaty, there was no way the two sides would go to war. After all, Ivanhoe was a town affiliated with Raven City.

"You said it was a contract and you can break it at any time."

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

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

Moreover, Lind might not actually destroy a village directly. It is more likely that he would hang the "Fire Pillar" Reed and then rule the place.

It was an accidental friction and touch, and Raven City didn't dare to say anything.

"Why are you afraid of him? Do you want to be his enemy?" Anna suddenly reacted. She felt it was a little unreasonable that the mouse actually wanted to show its teeth to the lion.

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

Rumble, a thunderous sound.

The heart finally returned to the stomach, and the uneasiness disappeared, because fear and fire had already reached Ivanhoe, opened its bloody mouth, and tried to devour everyone.

'Pillar of Fire' Reid stood on the town wall holding a whip.

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

"attack!"

The walls of Ivanhoe 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, and Ivanhoe could hardly save himself.

The Ivanhoe soldier hiding behind the parapet raised his crossbow and tried to shoot an arrow in response, but was pierced directly through the palm by a precise arrow.

"Prepare for the siege!" Lance roared heavily. His blood was boiling. The lord's promise to them of returning to Goliath was about to come true.

The excitement of realizing one's obsession is enough to fill one with strength.

"First team, archers, suppress with arrows!"

"Second team!" Lance shouted continuously: "Pick up your weapons and attack the city!"

The noise at the scene was chaotic, but the battle was orderly.

The walls of Ivanhoe were weighed down by arrows, and the great knights rushed to the walls one by one with pickaxes in hand. This was a siege method unique to the great knights.

The pickaxes in their hands were like the front legs of spiders, pulling their bodies up quickly. When they reached half the height of the city wall, they inserted nails and dropped the ropes.

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

And then the second one.

more and more.

The city walls were captured and the great knights rampaged across them.

The entire battle lasted no more than half an hour, and Ivanhoe was captured.

The siege team led by Lance suffered no casualties, and on the enemy side, apart from the "Fire Pillar" Reed and a group of soldiers who surrendered early or were seriously injured, only 12 undead who had died and resurrected were captured.

……

"Who is more popular than me, Mr. Linde?"

While there was a fight outside, Lind was browsing the official website very easily.

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

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

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

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

Lind's ranking is not very high, but he has always remained on the list.

However, the person who appeared above his head was actually "Red Spirit Linde", also affectionately called "Teacher Linde" by the undead people.

The first real suffering for most of the immortals began with "Teacher Linde".

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

When the undead get close, the dazzling area damage will instantly devour them.

Thus, the title "Teacher Linde" was born.

Whether it is the Hunter's Society or the related equipment, it has become a less important part of Lind's development. No game really regards good-looking skins as the main gameplay. These are 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 numerical improvements for the sake of gaming experience.

Lifestyle players must also master combat skills.

(End of this chapter)