"despair."
Rody jumped off the Kodak Duck and landed in an inconspicuous forest outside Hollier City. He quickly searched the surroundings for traces, and then quickly confirmed the location of the exit of the secret road.
"right here…"
Stretching out his hand, Rody pulled a door panel away from the soil and fallen leaves. This secret road extends from the residential house in the Cambay area to here. After confirming that there were many footprints inside, he immediately surveyed the nearby traces.
There were at least ten people on the other side, and there were no traces of struggle or fighting on the ground. Rody searched carefully and found a mass of fresh horse manure, and then followed the horseshoe prints to find a path...
"Duck up!"
With the clue, he immediately jumped on the pintail sand cone and flew along the road—but after flying more than 20 kilometers at an astonishing speed, Roddy encountered a problem: after passing a village, he completely lost his recognizable Mark of.
In other words, Roddy lost track.
The panic in his heart made him panic, but after taking a few deep breaths, he still forced himself to calm down, opened the [Map Bar] with trembling fingers, and began to try to use the most "stupid" way to deduce the opponent's location.
"Last night to now—ten hours, range of activity..."
"The opponent is walking, it is impossible to run far, there may be four villages passing through, or a small path, but if there is only one horse, he will definitely go to the town for food supplies..."
The only way he can use now is the "exclusion method". He tries to use all the knowledge he has accumulated over the years to judge the enemy, confirm the opponent's speed, possible destination and way of travel. After some deduction, Rody finally Confirm that there are three towns that the opponent may pass through.
At this time, Rody's only advantage is the mobility of the reachable duck. He has no time to let Soderol gather his troops to search with great fanfare. , he has no way out at this time.
"accelerate!"
Roddy jumped onto the Duck again and flew into the distance.
*****
At the same time, the city square of Houllier City ushered in the last calm before the storm.
In the eyes of Wembske, the noisy crowd is like a group of lambs kept in a pen-and in the Tasman Kingdom, "sheep" is also another name for "ghoul".
The undead are herders, and the ghouls are sheep, but these "sheep" do not make food, but an army.
The inability of the undead to reproduce determines that they must rely on "aggression" to expand their population and territory, which cannot be changed at all. And the years of forbearance are just the prelude to their accumulation.
Thinking that he was about to write a famous stroke in the history of the expansion of the kingdom, a smile emerged from the corner of Wembske's stiff mouth. He stepped into the crowd of the square, listening to the peddlers and the bargaining of the people around him, Sigh softly: "Enjoy your last time..."
But before he took out the potion, the sudden commotion from all around made Wembske frowned. The crowd all turned their heads to look around the square, and the murmur of discussion reached the pharmacist's ears—
"What do you mean? Why are there so many troops here?"
"Does the Duke of Angmar want to make a speech?"
"No... why are there still cavalry?"
Wen Buske suddenly noticed something was wrong, he immediately stepped up to a high platform next to him, took a closer look, and the scene not far away made his face change suddenly!
In the rushing team, a woman in a cloth robe raised the ring in her hand. The next moment, two undead attendants who were in the crowd wailed in pain together, and instinctively drew their swords to fight back...
And their actions made the army confirm certain facts. The soldiers collectively erected their shields with a "crash", and then swung their swords to start the siege!
"How can it be?!"
Wen Buske's mind was in a mess for a moment. He didn't expect that the parliament's plan would be seen through. After thinking about it, he immediately waved his hand to signal the attendants who were in the crowd to break out.
The undead are afraid of death, and Wen Buske absolutely does not want to be surrounded by these humans to die here.
The remaining 18 guards acted immediately, drew their long swords and rushed towards the street in the opposite direction. Wembske did not show his figure, but lowered his head and followed the commotion crowd and rushed towards the other direction: this kind of It is definitely a fool to show up at the moment. He does not believe that these troops dare to block all the civilians in the square, and as long as they can escape the roundup, Wembsk can continue to carry out the second stage of spreading tasks at any time.
He pulled the hood and tried to squeeze forward, but he didn't take a few steps, but found a loud noise coming from ahead—
"what happened!?"
"Why stop us?"
"What happened?"
Wen Buske raised his head, and found that a large number of soldiers poured out in front of him, and the erected shield wall completely blocked the street...
He had a bad premonition in his heart, and when he turned his head, he found that his entourage had already engaged in a fierce battle with the soldiers on the other end. Because of the suppression of numbers and the assistance of the priest's Holy Light, these undead could not take advantage of any advantage at all. When retreating, he was completely passive.
"Damn..."
Wembske cursed in a low voice, looked around, and found that five of the six exits of the city square were firmly surrounded, and only the smallest exit was "releasing people" one by one—Akasha held the ring and pointed forward, while These civilians are being investigated and purified with a large-scale "purification ring", and they are being released from the square in batches with the efforts of the soldiers.
"Purify all undead! Don't let go of any suspicious targets!"
The six exits were guarded one by one by Titus, Wellington, Akasha and three other priests. More than three hundred civilians were blocked in front of the five exits. Pressure... However, after the group of undead were defeated, they finally completely controlled the situation in the square.
But as the fact of Akasha's "release" was discovered, the surrounding crowd immediately began to rush towards this exit. The pressure on the soldiers suddenly increased several times, and the crowd squeezed together because of panic. Persuasion was useless, and there was even a stampede at the exit on the other side. However, no matter how miserable the citizens' shouts were, the expressions of the soldiers still did not dare to relax.
From this, Wembsk also understood a fact: the owner of Houlier City knew what was about to happen in the square, and he knew exactly what the consequences of the plague would be, so in order to stop himself, he could even sacrifice the lives of civilians !
It was a stupid, cruel decision that left Wembske with no choice.
"You guys are ruthless..."
Wen Buske let out a low growl with a ferocious expression. He stopped, squinted his eyes and looked at the dense crowd around him, "If this is the case... then there is no other way."
The wooden cork was pulled out with a bang, and the undead pharmacist directly took out the bottle of "inducing potion", and then suddenly threw it into the air.
"Snapped!"
The next moment, the glass bottle was shattered by the gray "Necromancer Strike", and the green liquid splashed all over the place, blowing around the square with Wembske's "Haze Technique"...
Such voices and movements were not noticeable in the chaotic crowd, and even the sound of the medicine being smashed was covered by the noise of the crowd. And those medicines spread smoothly in the form of mist, and gradually drifted towards the people in front of the square...
"Cough cough cough..."
"Ahem...how—"
In just ten seconds, the crazily crowded crowd in the line coughed, and someone bent down because of the pain in the chest, and then they choked their own throats...
The first stage of the plague began to spread a few weeks ago. Although most people only coughed occasionally, they were also "plague carriers"—so except for the area covered by Akasha's "Purification Ring", the crowds at the other exits all appeared Seeing a similar situation, even some shield-holding soldiers coughed violently.
The strength of the priests of the three sects is not comparable to that of Akasha. No matter how they purify, they can only watch the civilians in front of them fall to the ground and be trampled by others...
People in the square kept falling to the ground in pain, struggling and even opening their mouths wide to roar wildly, but at a certain moment, they suddenly stopped all movements like dolls with a power failure, and then even their breathing disappeared.
Death came without warning, civilians lost their lives in pain one after another, and more than a hundred of the remaining people in the square fell to the ground—the crowd who were not infected with the plague looked behind and did not understand what happened What, and the next moment, a piece of "Bone Spear Technique" flew towards them directly took their lives away.
"Puff puff…"
With a violent swing of his wand, these civilians were no different from nothing in Wenbuske's eyes. He caused a lot of casualties when he raised his hand, and immediately made Titus and others notice his existence, but at this time Wenbuske didn't care about his own Whether his identity will be exposed, he directly took out a high-level scroll given by the council, and tore it apart when the ground was soaked in blood—
"Flesh and blood...Fight for the glory of the Tasman!"
Violent fluctuations permeated the air, and the corpses that had just died were shrouded in gray undead breath, and then a huge change occurred: a layer of bone armor grew on the surface of their bodies, and sharp fingers extended forward. nails, more than fifty undead soldiers with blue eyes shining slowly stood up like this...
This is the effect of the scroll [Undead Call: Bone Armor Soldier], and at the same time, the citizens who were resurrected as ghouls due to the plague... also gradually got up from the ground.
A soldier in armor jumped up from the ground, screaming and trying to attack the shield formation, but the next moment he was smashed into the head by a lance—
"Those infected with the plague will be killed without mercy."
Wellington's voice was full of undisguised anger... The soldier he killed had led the horse for him an hour ago, but at this moment, he couldn't kill him with a trace of mercy.
The war has not really started until now.