Self-discipline is king in horse riding and slashing

"Fighters of the Zandiri City State, stand up and fight for your king! Fight for the tomorrow of the Nehekhara people!"

At this moment, King Palembang, who had not shown much strength in the past, was like a god, floating in the sky above Zandili City, with extremely rich magic power gathering around him.

Even Bato farmers on the ground, who are tens of meters above the ground, can see it clearly.

Boom~ boom~

Following the call of the King of Palembang, the land that once raised million Nehekhara people thousands of years ago experienced violent vibrations one after another from its underground.

"Is there an earthquake?"

A Bretonnian suddenly turned his head and asked his companions. After several days of rest, his face looked much better than before the Tomb King arrived.

"Have your brains been eaten by those mutated greenskins outside? Didn't you hear a word of His Majesty's loud voice?"

The person in question responded with a look of disgust.

"Oh, but aren't there already many troops?"

The Baator people who came back to their senses pointed at the skeleton soldiers under the roof that almost filled the entire city.

"I guess they have to cooperate with the great Holy Light Divine Chosen to eliminate these greenskins. After all, if it continues like this, it will not be good for anyone..."

Although the current Zandiri city-state has not been officially restored for a long time, none of the institutions that a country should have are left behind.

Zandiri University was the first to be put into operation. Both Nehekhara people (skeletons) and Bretonnians had to take time to study every day.

These Bretonnian peasants, who had not had the opportunity to touch books since childhood, learned to write for the first time in the hands of the Tomb Kings, who were called evil skeletons by the nobles and Holy Grail monks.

Although they only had wooden sticks and a simple sand table at hand, and although they were learning the complicated writing of ancient Nehekhara, this did not affect their enthusiasm at all.

I can put food on the table, and although the work is hard, it is much better than before.

Although there are many systems, at least there are people in charge, and when the enemy attacks, at least there are troops to protect them.

The changes they experienced personally made these Bretonnians feel that becoming the people of the Tomb King was not a bad thing.

"Yes, we haven't been able to repay His Majesty the King's gold coins. We can no longer let him spend money to buy us food..."

...

"Guys, did you pray to the Light today?"

While the two were communicating on the eaves, a skeleton holding a luminous slate in its hand emerged from the skylight on the roof.

"Anil, how come you, a skeleton, can realize things faster than we can!"

The two turned around and complained together.

"Please call me the noble Holy Light Priest. Also, if you call me the Skeleton Frame, I will think that you are jealous!"

The Zandiri mission brought back not only supplies from the Glory Castle, but also statue drawings of Elune and the Chosen of Light, as well as booklets on the teachings of the Holy Light. The Zandiri people who have unconditional trust in their king are the first Time to answer the call.

After all, without their bodies, they had done almost everything they could in the past countless days and nights, otherwise they would not have fallen asleep with His Majesty the King again and again.

When they woke up this time, not only did His Majesty the King become serious, but there were also new professions and beliefs that targeted evil creatures but would not harm them, and they also heard that this could give them a chance to regain their lives.

Therefore, whether it is to relieve boredom or to seek a glimmer of hope of resurrection, these dead and confused Nehekhara people have no reason to refuse.

"Yes, my distinguished Holy Light Priest Anil, can you show it to us now?"

One of them teased.

Millions of Baator people, plus Nehekhara people whose number was several times larger, had already crowded Zandili, a huge city with only its core area left.

Even if the King of Palembang wronged his people and asked most of them to live in underground cities, it would not be enough to live in.

Therefore, in order to solve this problem, the two races that were originally separated were completely integrated.

Generally, in a three-story private house, there will be at least one family from each ethnic group. As for the singles, whether they are skeletons or humans, they have to be squeezed together.

Right now, Anil, who calls himself Holy Light Pastor, is one of the 48 people living in this four-story single residence.

"Uh... this is fast, it's fast. Look, the holy contract I created already has a trace of the power of the Holy Light!"

Anil was a little embarrassed. In fact, he had just received a response from the Holy Light, but he didn't know what to say at that time, so he missed the opportunity to see those hazy figures.

"Really?"

"It's true! It's the same feeling as those statues."

The two reached out and touched the stone slab one after another, and looked at each other sourly. Just as they were about to ask for the secret, what they wanted to say was interrupted by a sudden loud noise.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

As the awakening spell of King Palembang was completed in the sky, within the territory of Zandili City State, except for the areas occupied by greenskins outside the South City Gate and East City Gate, huge monsters appeared on the ground in all other directions. slope.

step~step~step~step~

Tens of minutes later, rows of Nehekhara warriors wearing heavy armor and holding various heavy weapons poured out of hundreds of underground passages.

Nehekhara infantry armed with swords (spear) and shields,

Nehekhara Infantry (called Skeleton Warriors in the game, only have weapons)

Nehekhara Infantry (called Skeleton Spearmen in the game, only weapons)

They were elites during their lifetime but degraded to elite strength after death, but their combat experience did not dissipate with them. At this moment, they accounted for most of these newly emerged armies, with a total of 100 million.

Nehekhara scouts armed with bows and arrows,

Nehekhara Scout (poor and without clothes)

They are the main long-range force of all city-states in this ancient desert empire. They have also degraded to the elite level, and their number is also quite large, about 50.

When these numerous basic armies were all arrayed, rows of royal (ancient tomb) guards who were armed to the teeth compared to the skeleton warriors still retained their dry skin and barely maintained their elite strength.

Makes your debut!

Royal Guards (Tomb Guards, Mummies)

Why do we say shiny?

Because of these 10 embalmed soldiers, their armors are so bright they can shine.

But they're not the brightest!

Because every Nehekhara knows that once they appear, it means that the structure they once used to deal with Chaos appears.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Along with the dull sounds coming from the underground passage, a huge statue ten meters tall holding a giant bow appeared behind the tomb guards.

Ushabit (referring to the stone statue structure carved by the desert gods)

"In this case, the Chosen One of Holy Light will probably take a high look at our city-state of Zandiri, right?"

The King of Palembang, floating in the air, carefully checked the number of newly summoned troops, and then he cast his gaze in the direction of the Glory Castle and asked himself.