Ride and Cut

The warriors from Gaoshan Fort rushed into the camp like a whirlwind. Li Cha glanced roughly and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

There are hundreds of elite scouts under Bedric's command, and these people are not bad in long-distance attack and melee combat. In addition, the tiger guards are not idlers, so they can deal with them with ease.

Bedric was wearing black and yellow plaid pajamas under his armor, and the corners of his eyes were full of gum, probably sleeping. Based on Li Cha's understanding of him, this guy must have been lying down during his lunch break and never got up.

"What should we do now?" He said that a turquoise pendant came from the frontier, and Li Cha took it without any trouble, "What is this thing?"

"Shimmer Talisman."

"Let's go out of the city first." Li Cha put the talisman on his neck, blinked twice, and suddenly realized that the night could no longer block his vision, "That's right, it's a pity that the vision is green, is there any more?"

"Do you think this is a potato in the field? If you say it is there?"

Time is tight, and no one knows when the undead outside will gather into an unstoppable torrent. Li Cha knew that every minute and every second must count, so he didn't do much greetings, instead he shouted loudly at the camp: "Dracula! Where is Dracula!"

"My lord, I'm here." Dracula was indeed trapped in Bedrick's camp, squeezed out of the crowd and waved vigorously at his lord.

"Yeah." Li Cha nodded to signal him to come over, then turned to Bedric and continued, "Be careful..."

"Wait!" Bedrick suddenly found out that some of the people who came had clothing styles that were obviously different from those of Pompeii, and there was also a priest of Holy Light. "They are all Stuarts, right?"

"I'll tell you about this later." The lord interrupted impatiently with a wave of his hand, and continued to emphasize the potential danger. "Be careful of those who wear the armor of the Stuart Imperial Guard. They are all zombie warriors. They are said to be very powerful. The guards of Lindong City fell into their hands."

"What did you say the zombie warriors were wearing?" Bedrick looked at Li Cha's back with a strange expression.

"Stuart's Imperial Guard armor." The lord thought he didn't hear clearly, so he repeated it again.

"I seem to have discovered them..." Crown Prince Pompeii smiled wryly, pointing behind Richard.

"I... damn it!" The lord turned his head, a red heart instantly chilled to his heel. With the help of the vision provided by the twilight amulet, he saw many soldiers forming a neat line in the distance, approaching Bedric's camp. Their breastplates uniformly depict a Gorgon with closed eyes and a peaceful face, which is the emblem of the Merovingian family of the Stuart royal family.

They flitted past the walking corpses, but the crazy undead creatures seemed to have regained some sanity, not only did not attack, but hurriedly gave way. This can only show that the two parties belong to the same camp and have an affiliation relationship.

Although the whole body was covered in armor and could not be observed directly, the lord immediately discovered their specialness.

Compared with the walking corpses who walk crookedly, the zombie warriors' movements are particularly crisp and neat. They don't stick to the road when they move forward. When they encounter a house barricade, they land on all fours like a gecko climbing a wall, and they will not slow down at all as if they are walking on flat ground.

Just looking at their effortless effort when they climbed over the wall, one can tell that their strength is definitely not weak. And when they fell heavily from the roof and smashed the stone slabs into pieces, the zombie warriors bounced up like springs and continued to run forward for a while, showing that their physical coordination should not be underestimated.

"Is this a zombie? Zombies should be very slow." Bedric grinned in disbelief.

"The number is not too much!" Li Cha at least found out some good news. The number of zombie warriors that appeared in the field of vision was far from enough for a legion, about 500 people, at most no more than 600.

Alpine Castle now not only has Priest Shengguang, but also has a lot of high-concentration holy water in stock.

The so-called one thing drops one thing, Holy Light Priest and holy water are almost completely incapable of causing harm to humans. Direct application of holy water can promote wound healing, but for undead, it is a natural enemy of astrological restraint. Directly splashed with high-concentration holy water on the body, the corrosion effect caused is no different from sulfuric acid.

With these two natural enemies of the undead, it would not be difficult to deal with five or six hundred zombie warriors—as for Bedric's manpower, it was not within the lord's consideration at all.

"Prepare the holy water, kill them first!" Li Cha snapped his fingers very coolly.

The speed at which the zombie warriors were advancing was a bit surprising. You must know that there are still many dwarves with short legs in the team of Gaoshanbao. Instead of running halfway and being caught up, it is better to solve the problem first while there is a fence.

But before he was happy for a long time, a loud and sonorous dragon chant came from the night sky above his head, and the sound shook the whole field.

"Higuain?" The lord was shocked for a while before recovering, and the first reaction was Higuain. There were originally two dragon knights in the Pompeii Expeditionary Army. Zed went back to the country to announce the good news during the day, and now there is only the little kid left.

He looked up to the sky, but in the face of too far away, the shimmering amulet was helpless, after all, it was just a kind of not too advanced magic equipment.

"Wrong, powerful, solid, and full of metal texture, which are more like the characteristics of a golden dragon. And the greenness in the voice has completely faded but it does not look old, indicating that its owner should be in the prime of life. That is to say—a golden dragon of a mature age." Seedorf woke up at some point, and struggled to climb down from the carriage: "As far as I know, Lord Higuain's partner is an adult dragon of the air element."

The lord was dumbfounded. He never thought that there would be differences in the dragon chants of different dragons, let alone distinguishing effective information from such differences.

""Giant Dragon Genealogy" is a good book worth reading, and Mr. Richard, you are too harsh." Seedorf rubbed the back of his head and complained. Behind him, Vera immediately began to cast the Holy Light Healing spell.

"Golden dragon in the prime of life? Impossible, where did the golden dragon come from? Could it be a wild dragon?" The lord lowered his head and touched where there was still a firewood stick, ready to give him another one.

"I don't know, I just hope at least it's not Lord Corleone." Seedorf smiled bitterly.

"Corleone?" Richard still had a little impression of the name, it seemed to be Stuart's Golden Dragon Knight. Before the expedition, Suffolk mentioned this man, saying that he was accidentally killed while besieging the dragon, "Isn't he dead?"

"Yes, he is indeed dead."

The meaning contained in Seedorf's words made everyone shiver involuntarily. For a moment, it was as if the pause button had been pressed on the field, and it was eerily quiet, only the breath condensed into white mist and drifted away in the cold night.