For a long time, Captain Parker did not speak. From what Rojef said before his death, everyone knew that this drunkard and Captain Parker were childhood playmates. It is conceivable that Rojef’s death was against Captain Parker.
How big the impact is.
Everyone hurried on with their heads down, and their mood was very low along the way. Several guys in our studio did not dare to chat in the venue, so they secretly set up a temporary channel to chat in it. Everyone was similar to me, even though they all knew that it would fail.
He is an NPC, but the infection still affected his emotions.
In the evening, we arrived at the Red Flame Fortress that Captain Parker mentioned. However, when we approached the fortress, we found that we were already a little late.
We came along the path in the mountains. When we reached the area of the Red Flame Fortress, we found that the battle here was already halfway through. The ground was full of enemy or friendly NPC corpses. The Red Flame Fortress
The gate was open, and I could still see within my field of vision that a large number of NPC warriors from the city were constantly rushing out from inside, slashing and killing the dark camp warriors who were on the verge of fleeing.
"It's my man's fault, go with me! Revenge for Roger!" Captain Parker remained silent, but when he saw the situation in front of him, the suppressed sadness in his heart was immediately released. He made almost no preparations and just acted stupidly.
He rushed towards the undead creature in a daze.
When Scar Jack and several other NPCs saw that the captain was risking his life, they naturally followed quickly. Everyone in the studio glanced at me. I hesitated for a moment, but nodded, and everyone rushed forward together.
On a battlefield with tens of thousands of people, the dozen or twenty more of us would not have a decisive impact at all. Just a few minutes after we joined the battle, another wave of fully armed cavalry rushed out of the city.
The situation on the battlefield was reversed. The high-level mages and witches in the undead army chose to retreat to preserve their strength, leaving only a large number of summoned skeletons used as cannon fodder on the field.
"Drink!" Captain Parker's two-handed sword suddenly flashed with fighting spirit, and a skeleton creature was cut into two pieces. Now Captain Parker has completely lost his mind. Facing the opponent's attack, a normal person should choose grid.
Block or dodge, but Parker doesn't dodge at all now, letting those low-level undead creatures tear scratches one after another on his body. Fortunately, they are just some low-level skeletons with average attack capabilities, otherwise he would play like this
, it won’t be long before I go to see God.
"Sister An Ran, look at Captain Parker, this guy is risking his life! Our mission is not completed yet, don't let him die!!" I said to Sister An Ran while releasing the scattering skills.
"Yeah, I got it, I'll pay attention. As long as I'm here, no problem!!" Sister An Ran's skills continued to fall one after another, not only healing Parker, but also taking care of Tudou and the others.
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More than half an hour later, the battle came to an end, and all the main undead forces evacuated, leaving countless withered bones and corpses on the battlefield in front of the fortress wall.
We are all fishing for money everywhere, and the melee warriors are the most loving. Although it is impossible to drop any high-end items, we are still in an extreme shortage of equipment. We walked around and harvested several high-end blue items.
Colorful equipment, compared to an empty equipment column, even a white outfit is better than wearing nothing at all. We are like a group of local leopards from the village, not letting go of any opportunity to enhance our own strength.
The battle was over, and the defenders began to clean the battlefield. The survivors began to line up, count the number of people, and the injured were healed by the chaplain. Everyone was busy, and only our small team was standing alone. We couldn't stand or sit.
no.
"Hey! Which battle order are you in? Why don't you go back to the fortress??" Finally, a few minutes later, a boss-like NPC noticed us.
After killing for so long, Captain Parker's mood stabilized a little. When he heard the other party's question, he responded with a slightly stiff face: "We are broken troops who escaped from the barracks at the foot of the Dragon Bone Mountain Range. We were attacked by the undead army there.
An army of 100,000 people was dispersed!!"
"What? You are not from the Red Flame Fortress??" The leader was stunned for a moment after hearing Captain Parker's words, and seemed to be in disbelief in his tone.
"No! Before we came here, we were cooks in the Lionheart Knights' military camp!!" Captain Parker said without any scruples.
"This is very useful information, come with me!!!" The little boss looked solemn, signaled to us, turned around and left, and everyone hurriedly followed.
Everyone followed the team leader named Harlem; Perot walked forward, turned a few corners in the fortress and came to the school grounds. The marshal of the Golden Maple Leaf Knights was counting the battle losses, and saw Perot leading us away.
After coming over, he put down what he was doing and walked towards us.
"Perot! Who are they? Do you have anything to do with me?" the blond man named Efilouk asked with an easy-going look.
"Boss, they are logistics soldiers who escaped from the army camp of the Lionheart Knights. There is a more important situation that I think it is necessary to let you know!!!" Perot said.
"Oh?? Soldiers under that stubborn old guy in Baroque? Deserters?" Marshal Aifelock looked at us with great interest. At first, he was a little disdainful, but when his eyes passed over Captain Parker and saw Captain Parker's armor,
After being covered with scratches, the disdain in his eyes disappeared and he became serious.
"What's going on? Tell me!!" Aifei Locke touched his chin with his hand and asked with great interest.
"Hey, talk to our leader!" Perot said to Captain Parker.
"That's it..." Captain Parker started talking about our escape from the camp and continued to the great rout ahead. Before we knew it, more than half an hour had passed.
"Damn it! No wonder there is an undead army attacking the city today! It turns out to be a feint attack!! Perot, seize the time to assemble the cavalry regiment, and the second and third mixed regiments as well! Support the Lionheart Knights!!" Ai
After listening to Captain Parker's words, Phillock slapped his head suddenly, as if he had figured something out in an instant.
"Hey! The scars on your body are very interesting to me. Are you interested in joining our Golden Maple Leaf Knights?? I am now the captain of the Centurion!" After Marshal Aifei Locke issued the order, he turned to Captain Parker and said.
"Wha, what???" Captain Parker was stunned and couldn't believe it was true!
"Time is running out. You take this badge and your soldiers to get a set of standard equipment from the material officer. Look at the armor you are wearing. Is this a fishing net? We will set off in ten minutes. I hope you will
Don't let me down!" Marshal Aifei Locke handed over a token engraved with a golden maple leaf. After speaking, he turned around and left without waiting for Captain Parker to retort.
Unlike Marshal Baroque who refused to save him, after getting our news, Aifei Locke quickly began to organize personnel to go to the rescue. In fact, the so-called rescue is to collect broken troops and preserve the combat effectiveness of the soldiers to the greatest extent.
He said, I have a very good impression of this marshal now. He is wise, decisive, thoughtful and a rare handsome man.
"Hey brothers, we have a formal establishment again! Follow me and get the equipment!" Captain Parker raised the token in his hand and strode towards the material officer's warehouse not far away.
Naturally, everyone will not let go of the equipment. After a few minutes of ink-taking, we received a complete set of professional armor, equipment and weapons. Although the attributes are not comparable to the original ones, they have been greatly improved compared to before. Especially
The heavy armor professions in our team even received a war horse.
Sure enough, as the marshal said, ten minutes later, the rally horn sounded on the school field, and after changing our clothes, we rushed up with the large troops.
"Animals, that group of filthy bugs attacked the Lionheart Knights' station. According to reliable information, the unlucky guy Baroque has been defeated. In order to minimize the losses, we have to fight a reinforcement battle! Do you have any?
Confidence wins?" Marshal Aifei Locke stood on the high observation deck of the school ground, his voice as loud as a bell.
"Yes!!! We must win! We must win! We must win!!" The NPC soldiers outside the school field shouted loudly.
"Since you have confidence, then follow me! Go and tear them apart!!!" Marshal Aifelock raised the knight's gun high in the air, and the entire team on the school field began to slowly move toward the city gate.
The heavy armored cavalry took the lead, followed by our mixed regiment. Captain Parker has now become the leader of the Centurion again, so naturally we have to follow him.
Mixed in the mighty NPC team, we started the boring journey again. Fortunately, we were in a mixed formation. There were priests and mages accompanying the army in the team. These cloth armor professions cannot move fast, so everyone must take care of their movement speed.
So the overall marching speed is not that high.
Along the way, they kept encountering sporadic broken troops or small groups of undead creatures. Those who were still capable of fighting were gathered together to rejoin the battle. The initial 40,000 troops had grown to more than 70,000 by the time they arrived at the original station.
In terms of numbers, the number of troops has nearly doubled.
When I revisited my old place, I found that the place had changed beyond recognition. Water sources, food, and other supplies had long been destroyed by the undead army, and there were human corpses everywhere that had been chewed to pieces.
"Report!!! There is a medium-sized melee five thousand yards southeast of the camp!" At this moment, a group of scouts came back from outside.
"Heavy Armored Cavalry Regiment, prepare to fight!!!" Marshal Aifelock waved his hand and took the lead in leading his men out of the territory.
