Assassin’s Chronicle

Chapter 36, the three repairers

When all the mercenaries flooded into the city, the undead souls rushed to the city. Because the country of mercenaries was not fortified, the cities usually did not spend much effort on the city defense, even the two major cities, Blackwater City. And the defense facilities of Baishan City are very simple, and it is even more imaginable to increase the city of Greene. However, the wall of seven or eight meters high is not a display, but for Anfei, all he needs is only for a period of time.

Ozkuqi, Xin Peila and others rushed to the city, stood behind Anfei, looking at the undead sea in the city, could not help but feel the scalp numb, and the uninterrupted roar Stuffed thunder, stinging the eardrum of the person.

"Ozgoqi, you are in charge of Dongcheng, Hinpera, you are responsible for the West Side, Orsi, you are responsible for the North City, Thomson, you stay here." An Fei slowly issued an order.

It stands to reason that, due to the screams of zombies, the low voice of Anfei will be concealed, but Ozqiqi and others can hear it clearly.

"Yes, adults!" Ozkuqi took the lead, and then everyone took their own mercenary group and deployed them separately.

"Who is the head here?" asked An Fei faintly.

"It's me, an adult!" a ragged man stood up and shouted.

"Not so loud, I can hear it." An Fei smiled: "My name is Anfei, your name?"

The great man couldn’t help but see so many undead creatures. He was already desperate. The look, tone, and smile in front of him could have infected him with something unclear. Suddenly, He felt that there was nothing to be nervous about.

"An Fei adults, my name is Gu Li!" The big Hanton paused and added: "Adult, I am afraid that you can't hear clearly."

"Divide your mercenaries into four teams. Act with my mercenaries. After all, you are familiar with this, I need your help."

"No problem, adult!"

"How many mercenaries do you have?"

"Almost... there are more than five hundred." Guli's look is somewhat tweaked, and more than five hundred mercenaries are indeed missing.

"Enough, go." Anfei whispered.

"Yes!" Guli promised, hurried down, from start to finish. He did not question the meaning of An Fei, on the contrary, he felt that obedience is a natural choice.

"An Fei, why do these undead creatures unite to attack us?" Susanna asked after Anfei.

"Maybe... it’s our action that makes the Necromancer feel very annoyed." Anfei smiled.

"Annoyed?" Susanna frowned.

"Well, don't talk about it now, Susanna, you go talk to the bright knights, except to leave two hundred bright priests to prepare. Others are divided into four teams to support the four aspects, try to make our defense average. some."

"They may not listen to us."

"Yes, at least for now."

"Okay." Susanna paused: "Anfei, you have no plans to break through?"

"Why do you want to break through?" Anfei smiled. "But... I didn't expect my wife to learn to think. This is a good thing!"

"Do you still have a joke at this time?" Susanna was angry and laughing, but she didn't have the energy to pursue the sneak peek in An Fei's words. She used to be stupid or what happened. Susanna was first white and took a look. Shen said: "An Fei, so many zombies..."

"I'm not afraid of it!" An Fei's tone is very weird, as if singing an unnamed song: "I have a card."

Susanna looked at An Fei deeply, and did not speak again. She turned and went down to the city. For the first time, she was impressed by Anfei because she felt the temperament of Anfei’s fearlessness and weightlessness. In her opinion, this is the real man. Compared with An Fei, when the person learned that he was a murderer, the performance of crying and screaming was too disgusting.

"Brawe." An Fei's gaze fell on Brave.

"Do you want to play big?" Brave walked over with a smile: "I have to admit that you are the craziest person I have ever seen." The magical system of the founding system is hard to be annihilated, at least they can Free floating to escape the battlefield, but Brave never had this idea, even if Anfei ordered them to release all the magic, he would not hesitate to execute the command of ALF. No matter how others define the word ‘partner’. His Brave is sincere and unreserved.

"Without my orders, you should not launch an attack." An Fei said faintly: "Let those priests have some strength."

"I understand what you mean."

Just in the time of speaking. Undead creatures have launched offenses, and their use is very simple, but sometimes the simplest is often the most effective. Numerous undead creatures piled up one after another, relying entirely on their rancid bodies to erect a slope, and more undead creatures screamed along the slopes.

The battle broke out in an instant, and all corners of the wall had been attacked at the same time. Even though there was no magic support for the time being, the mercenaries also played a strong fighting force, blocking the offensive of the undead creatures.

However, the number of undead creatures is too large, and the slopes are slowly expanding outwards. Finally, they are connected. From the heights, the city of Greene has become a crater, and countless undead creatures follow the slopes. Running and crawling, there are only about 5,000 warriors in the city. In addition to the 200 bright priests reserved, almost everyone is fighting.

In some cases, when the quantity reaches a certain level, the advantage of quality formation can be easily changed. The fires on the four sides of the wall are at stake, and the mercenaries can no longer care about anything. They can only do their best to fight. It is not the zombies, but the floods. Now, as long as there is a mouth open, let the undead creatures come in, the ending is disastrous.

The entire battlefield is in the range of induction of Anfei. He can clearly see that the number of people who are scratched and bitten by zombies is increasing. Some mercenaries are accidentally pulled down by zombies, and they become flesh-and-blood in the blink of an eye. Fragmentation.

It was not until the priests joined the battle that the situation began to improve. The priest became a professional firefighter. Wherever the most dangerous, he rushed to where the Holy Light could not kill such new zombies, but it was good to greatly reduce the combat power of the zombies. And the magic consumed by Holy Light is so poor. Every light egg that bursts like a big fireball can make dozens or dozens of zombies into ruined holes.

Some priests in the rush, even released a glorious tribute, the light released by the shadow of the angel is enough to make the zombies in front of tens of meters into fly ash, and the priests are not stupid, know how to adjust to let The magic exerted its greatest power. Under the bombardment of the light, the **** composed of the rancid body was blown out of a large hole until the surface was exposed. At normal times, a glorious tribute can kill one or two hundred zombies. But now it can eliminate thousands of zombies. The bright church is the nemesis of undead creatures, not only in the legend, but also in reality. Thoroughly.

An Fei has never shot, even in the most precarious time, he still remains silent, looking away from the distance, a look of the gods, and in a mountain, several magicians wearing black robes are discussing What, half a slap, one of the magicians raised the white-skinned staff in his hand, and the offensive of the undead creatures quickly ceased, and they retreated like a tide. Poorly, the zombies who are willing to be the stepping stones of their companions, they have not waited to get up. It became the main target of the priests' attacks. One after another, the holy light was smashed down, and a series of smoky waves were splashed.

Others don't understand why the undead creatures suddenly stopped attacking. Anfei could guess a seven or eight points. Obviously, the undead masters didn't expect to have so many bright priests, and the speed of the undead creatures made them difficult. bear.

Knowing ourselves and knowing each other, winning every battle, everyone knows this truth, but in the undead war, it is difficult to understand their opponents, only by guessing and figuring out. The Necromancer can't conceal his darkness, and the normal Wisdom creatures can't gain the trust of the Necromancer. The so-called reconnaissance or spying is impossible.

"Anfei, what do you do?" Brave asked in surprise.

An Fei took the longbow from his space ring and slowly put on his gloves. He turned back and smiled at Brave, saying nothing.

After a black shadow slowly drifts from a distance and becomes a slave to the **** of death, the Necromancer can also release certain magic, such as fireball and floating, but the eye of the sky has extremely high requirements for the purity of the elements. The mages who invaded the power of the undead could not release the eye of the sky, barely released it, and they could only see the vagueness, lost their original effectiveness, and wanted to see what they could rely on themselves.

"God! It's the Necromancer! It's the Necromancer!" A priest sensed the elemental fluctuations and screamed abruptly.

At the same time the priest made a cry, Anfei had released his finger, and an elemental arrow shot silently. The sky was too big, and the elemental arrow was too small, and the speed was too fast. The needle in the haystack was very Difficult, not to mention a fast-moving needle. When the necromancer noticed that it was not good, the elemental arrow had already hit him, and a bang, the wind blade attached to the elemental arrow slammed the undead mage's white bone shield. It was smashed, and the elemental arrow went straight into the forehead of the Necromancer. The huge attack power instantly smashed the head of the Necromancer.

Looking at the black smoke from the air, the light knights and the priests are silent. They know that Anfei is a magical double repairer. But what does this archery that is not inferior to the elf shooter mean? Three repairs...