In the medical station, Yide and Sassen are treating some patients. Not to mention that they have to study for several days, at least Yide has mastered the bandaging skills.
Originally, the Pope could tie up a small injury on the little finger of the right hand until the right hand turned into a big lump of bandage. Now, the Pope can easily tie a bandage with a beautiful bow.
Just when Yi De and Sassen devoted themselves to treating the injured, a hurried soldier woke them up from their selfless treatment.
"What did you say!? The convoy transporting medicinal materials was ambushed?" When Sassen heard the messenger's report, his expression changed instantly. He asked the messenger in shock to confirm again.
"Yes, sir! According to the report of a soldier who just escaped with serious injuries, our medicine transport team was ambushed by a vampire."
"The medicine transport team was ambushed?" Yide, who was releasing a healing spell for an injured soldier, stood up and walked to Sassen's side with a slight frown on his face. "If I remember correctly, our medicines are already in crisis.
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Sassen nodded with a serious face, rubbed his slightly swollen temples with a headache, and then nodded to Ide, "Well, that's true. Although there are twenty worthy ones brought by your Guya Divine Cult.
The support of the first-aid kit, which is called a medical artifact, is a drop in the bucket after all."
"Did the ambush just happen? Depending on the situation, there should still be time for rescue. We must arrange manpower to support the transport team immediately. It would be good to save some medicine." Sassen gritted his teeth, veins popping out on his forehead, "Damn, it happened.
At this time, there has just been a demonstration on the vampire side, and Starr and three other adults are currently confronting the two necromancers from the other side."
"Damn! The garrison is short of manpower, and we can't organize a support team in a short time. What should we do with the transport team? If it doesn't work, I can just lead the team myself. After all, I am also a fifth-level martial artist.
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Hearing Sassen's words, Ide was slightly startled. At this moment, Ide saw one of his own knights walking past him, and Ide suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
"Sassen, is it impossible for the station to organize a rescue team in a short period of time?"
Sasen was slightly startled when he heard Ide's question. In Ide's words, Sasen heard a voice called confidence, which made Sasen turn his face to look at Ide curiously, "That's right.
Yide, is there anything you can do?"
"Your Excellency Sassen, even if you hastily formed a support team composed of a mixed army, it will not be able to exert much power. If you believe me, this support task will be handed over to our Guya Divine Cult.
It’s time for the knights to take action. Lord Sasson, I am confident that no army in Norton City can be as mobile as my ‘Silver Glory’.”
"This..." Sassen was stunned for a moment, and was greatly moved by Yide's proposal. Sassen's eyes were a little complicated when it came to Yide who volunteered to send troops to support him.
"Your Excellency, there is no need to hesitate. What's more, if my knights fail to catch up with this incident, their faith may be hit. They will feel guilty and choose to blame me in their hearts. The knight's declaration can be
It’s not empty talk.”
…
The Guya Divine Religion’s headquarters in the western district of the Immortal City, which was originally a deserted residence, has now become lively.
The horses neighed and the knights quickly walked around the camp.
"Check the equipment! Speed, time is precious, we don't have time to waste here!" The serious team leaders shouted slogans as hard as they could to cheer up the team members who were about to go on the expedition.
Standing in front of the camp, Yide looked at the majestic Holy Knights in front of him and nodded with some sigh. The more than one hundred knights in front of him were the fruits of the Guya Cult's five years. Some of them worked hard.
There are geniuses, and there are also geniuses with outstanding talents, and each of them is the most outstanding elite of the Ancient Asian Religion.
"To make a long story short, we don't have much time. Captain Emily, Yu Gong, I hope that the Knights of the Silver Glory can bring a beautiful victory to our Guya Divine Religion. Yu Si, Emily, get rid of you and I will
All the lovely knights were brought back intact. I wish you good luck in martial arts!"
Hearing Ide's somewhat complicated words, Emily, the current head of the Knights, was slightly startled. After nodding heavily towards Ide, she loudly swore, "Fight for you, my Pope! Your will is yours."
, that’s our journey!”
Yide breathed out, and his eyes changed from soft to sharp. Ide raised his fist high and shouted loudly: "How powerful! I am the Guya God Sect!"
"How magnificent! We are the Ancient Asia Divine Cult!" A group of knights uniformly slapped the chests of their armor and paid tribute to the great Pope.
"The Glory of Silver, attack!"
Emily picked up the knight's sword and pointed forward. The knights urged their horses, and the knights in silver armor started, singing and singing all the way to the west with their swords in hand.
Fortunately, this is Norton City, and the West District has specially prepared a highway for everyone in the Knights to run away. Ide shook his head with some disappointment.
To be honest, Ide has thought about going out with the army, but Ide understands that as the pope, he is not a nanny. What's more, Ide is sure that with the temperament of those knights, they will keep it until the end and ensure it as soon as possible if they really fight.
Yes, it must be a matter of your own safety.
Yide now feels like a parent who has traveled thousands of miles to send their child to college. He always feels on tenterhooks, fearing that something will happen to his "child". Regarding this, Yide himself can't help but complain about himself.
…
In a snow-covered dry forest to the west of Norton City, blood dyed the white earth red, and a tragic fight between humans and the undead broke out here.
The sound of gold and iron, the roar of warriors, and the shriek of banshees echoed in this dry forest.
"As the dead, what qualifications do you have to come back to life!"
"Hold on! Hold on! There must be no mistakes in the medicine. Behind us, there is a large group of brothers waiting for these life-saving things!"
The captain of the guard, the flaming magic swordsman Stephen, waved his long sword with flaming fighting spirit, and cut the skeleton in front of him into two pieces with one strike. He raised his hand and looked at his blunt sword, which was used to cut the skeleton.
Fen gritted his teeth and threw away the sword passed down from his father.
Stephen turned around and saw that two more team members had been stabbed several times and fell into the snow forever. Anger filled his chest, and unwilling roars frequently came out of his mouth.
The team member asking for help has already gone to Norton City. However, Stephen saw with his own eyes that the team member was hit by several arrows. Can he really pass the news back? In addition to the deadly rust of the undead weapon, the other one is
It contains corpse poison.
"Comrades, believe me! Our rescue team is about to arrive! I have fire in my hand, its shape is a sword, and its duty is to judge sins! Give the giant the gift of pain to kill my enemy, the flaming sword!"
The terrifying flaming sword with a high temperature of more than 3,000 degrees turned the snow where Stephen was standing back into solid ground in the blink of an eye. The terrifying high temperature actually steamed the snow dry.
Lifting the sword and stabbing, the fire flashed. The banshee, who was originally laughing mockingly in the undead team, was instantly burned to ashes by the terrifying flame sword. A trail of flames that jumped out of flames from time to time appeared in the dead forest.
Stephen's strength immediately shook the spirits of the members of the guard who were showing signs of decline. The soldiers, covered in the blood of themselves and their comrades, burst out into bursts of inhuman roars, fighting furiously, fighting.
Crazy!
Can the rescue team really arrive? It has been so long, and the rescue team has been silent. Stephen understands very well that at this time, the rescue team can be said to be a luxury, and maybe the team member who asked for help
There is simply no way to reach the city that never falls.
A trace of despair flashed in Stephen's eyes. I'm sorry, but for our comrades in the distance who are waiting for these life-saving medicines, we... really can't hold on any longer.
"Ho! Vampire, get out. Let's have a good fight with me! What's the use of hiding!" Stephen looked at the undead in front of him with burning eyes and roared unwillingly.
"Da da da."
The sound of horse hooves came from far away. Stephen and his escort were already exhausted from the long-term fierce battle. The moment he heard the sound of horse hooves, Stephen thought he had heard an auditory hallucination for the first time, until...
"The Glory of Silver, the Strike of Glory!"
The roar of the powerful female knight made Stephen stunned, and he was almost successfully attacked by a skeleton.
Looking up, Stephen saw the hope of survival and the holy light of redemption! (To be continued...)
