A sound of horse hooves came from the west side of the hilly land. The messenger rushed out from a hilly area in the north of the canyon with two horses. Behind him were several evil ghost warriors. It was obvious that these evil ghost warriors could not run at full speed.
The galloping Gubo comes with his war horse.
But they didn't give up, and kept on clinging on.
There is a canyon in front of the courier. If he wants to reach the military camp of the Western Route Army, he must bypass this canyon.
The messenger on horseback turned his head and glanced at the Western Route Army camp, then rode his horse along the edge of the canyon and galloped toward the southwest.
Seeing that they could not catch up, the evil ghost warriors behind them pulled out bone spears from their ribs and threw them at the messenger.
Black bone spears came through the air one after another. The messenger pressed his body tightly against the horse's back. The sharp bone spears passed by the messenger. One of the bone spears even flew past his arm. On his right
There was a clear cut mark on the arm bracer.
The messenger lowered his head and glanced behind him secretly. He found that several evil spirits were thrown a hundred meters away by him, and he touched the neck of the war horse with some pride.
The two Gubo horses he brought out this time were the best horses in the reinforcements, and they ran very fast on the tundra.
Just when he was distracted, an evil ghost suddenly appeared from the hillside.
The slope was not high, but it blocked the messenger's sight.
When the demon warrior rushed towards him diagonally from the slope, the messenger saw the demon warrior rushing towards him and had no time to hide. The nearly three-meter-tall demon, which weighed almost seven or eight hundred pounds, jumped down from the slope.
, and jumped on the horse the messenger was riding.
The messenger was very agile and stabbed the evil ghost warrior in the heart with his long sword...
The evil ghost did not dodge, but hugged his shoulders with both arms, letting the sharp sword pierce the arm wrapped in thick bone armor. The evil ghost's shoulders were covered with sharp thorns, and the messenger was in front of the evil ghost when he pounced.
Jumping off the horse in an instant.
The evil spirit collided with the galloping Gubo Lai war horse. The horse fell down while galloping and rolled together with the evil spirit.
The messenger was also thrown hard to the moss-covered ground. Fortunately, he was wearing thick hard leather armor, and his body rolled around on the grass a few times before stopping.
On the other hand, the evil ghost warrior who had knocked down the war horse bit hard on the horse's neck with a bloody mouth, and the war blade in his other hand stabbed into the chest of the war horse.
The messenger struggled to get up from the ground. His right arm had completely lost all feeling.
After blowing a whistle, another Gubo war horse that ran ahead circled on the grass and ran towards the messenger.
The evil ghost warrior drank enough of the horse's blood. When it raised its head, the messenger grabbed the saddle with both hands, flew up and mounted Gubo's horse, and galloped southwest along the canyon cliff.
He left the evil ghost warrior behind and soon disappeared.
At this time, several evil ghost warriors who were chasing after them also gave up the pursuit. After slowing down, they gathered around the dying horse and used their swords to cut the bloody horse meat and eat it.
The messenger rode his horse and ran southward along the canyon without even daring to look back.
After a long circuit, he arrived at the gate of the West Route Army camp. His body was covered with mud, water and blood stains, and he was teetering on the horse...
After he showed his identity plate, the guard at the camp gate did not make things difficult for the messenger and took him directly to the camp.
We originally planned to take him to the medical team to bandage him, but the envoy insisted on seeing Suldak first, so the camp gate guard could only take the envoy to the north wall.
Soon, the messenger was brought to the north wall of the stronghold by the camp guards.
There is still fighting on the north wall.
Countless evil warriors braved the rain of arrows and climbed up from below.
The city walls were almost crowded with heavy armored infantry soldiers. Through the heavy human walls, you could vaguely see the fighting going on on the city top. The shouts of killing, the roars of the evil ghost warriors, and the clashing of swords were almost integrated into one.
He could also clearly see a construct knight, leading a group of heavy armored infantry warriors, fighting in a melee with the evil ghost warriors climbing up from under the wall.
The shadow of an archangel appeared behind him, which was extremely eye-catching on the city wall.
…
Surdak inserted the Sword of Kurwin into the scabbard and put away the gold-decorated shield in his hand. His body was stained with sticky purple blood, and there was a fishy smell all over his body.
I don't know how many evil ghosts died in his hands, and the evil ghosts under the city wall are still coming up.
In the past two days, the number of times the Evil General has climbed onto the city has gradually become less frequent.
It is for this reason that Surdak walked down the city wall at this time.
He took a warm towel from the hand of an adjutant beside him, took off his hat and handed it to the adjutant beside him, then covered his face with the warm towel, applied it for a while and then wiped it carefully, revealing a patch of hair under the towel.
Zhang has a young and determined face.
"You want to see me?" Suldak put down the towel, put the helmet on his head again, and asked the messenger sent by the reinforcements.
The messenger looked very embarrassed, covered in dust and blood, and he looked like he had suffered a lot along the way.
The messenger stood in front of Surdak and performed a standard noble knight's salute to Surdak.
He said very seriously:
"Your Majesty Count Suldak, I bring greetings from Marquis Valentin Heller."
Surdak glanced at him indifferently. The heavy armored infantry under the city wall made way for Surdak to make way for him. Surdak walked all the way towards the command post.
"How is the war situation on Marquis Heller's side? There are quite a lot of evil ghosts running out of North Sunderland this time." A teasing smile appeared on Surdak's face, and it disappeared in a flash.
The messenger didn't dare to raise his head. As he spoke, he took out a letter from his arms:
"The situation over there with Lord Marquis Heller is not good. He wrote you a letter and ordered me to deliver it to you."
Suldak reached out and took the letter.
"Let me see……"
There was not much written on the parchment. After reading it, Surdak frowned and asked the messenger:
"Oh, you didn't follow my arrangement... go west along the North Sunderland Mountains?"
The messenger replied with some embarrassment: "Yes, Your Majesty the Marquis took us through the North Sunderland Mountains and is currently on the northern tundra."
Surdak walked into the command post, and the messenger had no choice but to follow him.
Signa was sitting in front of the sand table, putting flags on the sand table boredly, when she saw Suldak walking in with someone, she was shocked.
Recently, Surdak always stayed at the top of the city during the day and almost never came back at this time, otherwise Xigna would not use his sandbox as a toy.
Surdak placed the parchment letter in his hand on the square table, then turned around and looked at the messenger who followed, and said slowly:
"Marquis Heller said in his letter that he hopes I can send an army to help the reinforcements relieve the siege... Of course! As the commander of the Western Route Army, I have a duty to do this, but I think you also saw this on the way here.
The current situation is that the Western Route Army is blocked in the southwest of the Villagasi Hills. Although we are confident that we can defeat this evil army, I hope that Marquis Heller and the reinforcements can persist for a while. With the current situation, I am afraid that we can defeat this evil army.
Unable to spare manpower from the northern tundra."
I seemed to have heard this rhetoric once not long ago. The messenger forced out an embarrassing smile and asked Suldak:
"Please think about it again. There are not many evil spirits in the northern tundra..."
Surdak thought about what the messenger said and said directly:
"Maybe you didn't understand what I said. The current situation is quite complicated. Our West Route Army's combat power is also very limited. We may not be able to reach the northern tundra as scheduled. I hope Marquis Heller can persist."
I won’t write a reply for a while, but you must convey what I said to His Excellency, Marquis Valentin Heller, word for word.”
The messenger's face turned pale, and he finally understood. These words were exactly what Marquis Valentin Heller said to the herald sent by the Western Route Army half a month ago. At this moment, Count Suldak's words were intact.
Send this sentence back freely.
He looked at Count Suldak in despair and replied:
"Yes, Lord Suldak."
Surdak nodded and waved to him, indicating that he could leave.
"Well, you have also seen the battle situation here. Please convey the news to His Excellency the Marquis as soon as possible."
The messenger walked out of the command post of the Western Route Army. This is the highest place in the entire military camp. Looking north from here, one can clearly see the evil ghost warriors rushing out from the Villagasi Hills all over the mountains and plains...
There are six rows of heavy armored infantry soldiers standing on the wall on the north side of the West Route Army camp. Currently, only three rows are participating in the battle. Once a soldier is injured, he will be replaced immediately.
The heavy armored infantry soldiers in the back row will quickly fill in, limiting the fighting battlefield to a small area at the top of the city.
The battlefield on the city wall looked solemn and orderly, and the messenger knew that since Surdak had given a reply, this decision would not be changed easily.
If the reinforcements want to get out of trouble this time, they may have to pay a heavier price...
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At the same time, Andrew's Construct Knights appeared at the north exit of the canyon in the North Sunderland Mountains.
Along the way through the canyon, the Construct Knights encountered several ambushes from ghost warriors, but these ghost warriors seemed to have misjudged the combat power of the Construct Knights.
Every ambush was like a suicide attack, with a team of less than a hundred evil spirits dared to attack the knights of more than 4,000 people.
Even the giant ghost-patterned soldier ants following behind didn't even have time to rush over, and the battle ended in a hurry.
It seems like these evil ghosts are just here to feed the giant ghost-patterned soldier ants...
Finally got out of the canyon.
There are almost no traces of evil spirits in the wilderness.
Andrew really wanted to lead the Construct Knights to attack the evil ghost army that was besieging the reinforcements in Handanar City, but he also knew that he could not act recklessly at this time. Looking at the neatly arranged Construct Knights behind him, he waved his hand...
Under the guidance of the magicians of the reconnaissance team, the Constructed Knights of the West Route Army did not rush directly to the location of the reinforcements in Handanar City, but rushed all the way north towards the north exit of Moyun Ridge.