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The battle in the mule and horse market square under the west city gate was normal for the first half hour.

The full-stacked city defense army is worthy of the years of blood transfusions provided by the Bartles family. The quality of individual soldiers and the organization of the battle formation are far superior to the temporary army assembled by private soldiers of various nobles. It not only withstood most of the attacks of the undead, but also absorbed After learning the lesson of the Solari Cult, they used team penetration tactics to snatch back many private soldiers and mercenaries who were almost carried away by the undead, making the undead howl with anger.

Half an hour later, the city defense army, which frequently changed formations and wiped the buttocks of friendly troops, gradually became exhausted. The scattered mercenary battle formations and the noble private soldiers battle formations that were not much better than scattered sand began to reduce their numbers... …

"Stop! Stop them!"

Panting, Horn, the commander of the city defense army, saw that the mercenary line of defense was torn apart, and the undead, who were not afraid of death, rushed in carrying their swords and soldiers like crazy. to the notch.

A wave of sprints cut off the undead's attack path and maintained the nearly collapsed front. Horn, who was a few years older than Wagner, felt that even the air he exhaled was so hot that his throat hurt.

Before Captain Horn could catch his breath, there were panic calls for help and desperate shouts from the other noble private soldiers...

The mercenary regiments active in Innatrix and the private soldiers raised by the nobles are not weak, and they have enough combat effectiveness; but these mercenary private soldiers are only used to small-scale combat (small-scale fighting), and there is no interaction between them. With a sense of mutual aid, when there is a gap in their own front, they will be more inclined to keep their own hands-how much gap the undead rush through, they will take the initiative to double the gap.

Captain Horn had no choice but to raise his voice, and once again led the army to rush to help.

"Why hasn't there been any progress in attacking the camp?!"

If he was exhausted several times, the not-so-good-tempered Captain Horn was so angry that he took advantage of the break to call the deputy commander to yell at him.

"I can't make it through!" the deputy head said with a disheartened face, "The closer you get to the enemy camp, the greater the resistance of the undead. The third and fourth teams have already been robbed of several people. I just replaced them. The ninth and tenth teams go up!"

When the Sun Cult fell to the Unknown Wasteland, the City Defense Army also sent people to observe it. Afterwards, Commander Horn often organized the officers to discuss how to avoid the Sun Cult's attack when facing Westem's undead army. end.

The result of the discussion is that if you want to defeat the undead army, you must destroy the enemy camp that can summon the undead infinitely.

This time Westem set up a large camp on the frontline battlefield. Since all the spies sent in the early stage lost contact, Commander Horn had to wait until the war broke out to have the opportunity to distinguish which camp in the enemy's camp was the right one. Where it is called.

But... Although the enemy's weakness is clearly there, it is not easy to strike precisely - the closer to the camp, the denser the number of undead, and the speed of replenishment far exceeds the speed of destroying the undead, and it is impossible to advance at all!

"It would be nice to have a spellcaster, alas!" Captain Horn looked up to the sky and sighed.

The city of Innadrix was originally active by spellcasters, such as the Lich Envi who was active in the southern border of the Rhine Kingdom; but the news that the Nightmare Butcher came to Innadriel and ran away from Westem. After spreading the word, these spellcasters will run away...

As the leader of the most powerful violent group in the Innatrix Territory, Captain Horn knows more information than the night watchmen of the Gold Coin Church, such as why the local active spellcasters avoid the Nightmare Butcher when they know the whereabouts of the Nightmare Butcher The real reason for this——the Nightmare Butcher Yang had already gained the nickname "Mobile Pollution Source" in the circle of spellcasters before his conflict with the Riley Sun Church completely intensified and he was wanted by many countries...Normal spellcasters are willing to follow It's strange for him to deal with it.

The Bartles family also raised spellcasters, but these spellcasters were only supported by the grandfather of the third generation, and now they are all mage apprentices who are living in the mage tower in the neighboring territory, even if they are called back It doesn't matter...

Captain Horn knows better than anyone else that if this battle is lost, the Bartleis family still has a way out, Adela III can take refuge in other territories, and spend a generation or two gathering strength to make a comeback; but he I, there is no way out!

Not to mention that the gringo Wagner Peet, who was once squeezed out by him as a fringe person, became prosperous after he joined Charlie Rex, Captain Horn was very aware of the situation of the Westham militia—although those militiamen were Rex activated, but the former militia captain Cardo Gauld is still suffering in Westham's prison!

The honor of the Horn family rests with the Bartles family, who are the lords of the Innatrix. If the Bartleis family is no longer the lord of the Innatrix, then the Horn family's expectation of several generations will be promoted and entered into a new class. The dream of high society will end in his generation!

After taking a sip of the honey water handed by the attendant, Captain Horn tried his best to control his hand that was slightly trembling due to exhaustion, drew out his long sword and raised it high, shouting loudly: "Give up the line of defense and attack the enemy camp with all your strength!"

The two attendants were stunned for a moment, then reacted and repeated the commander's order loudly.

The soldiers of the city defense army who were struggling to maintain the front quickly got rid of the entangled undead and gathered around Horn like a tide.

Without the assistance of the city defense army, the line of private soldiers and mercenaries was quickly pierced by the undead, and those who retreated slowly were dragged away by the undead screaming in despair...

The nobles who watched the battle on the city wall were so angry that they accused the city defense army of disregarding their friendly troops. Adela III found out that the direct line army that he had donated countless money to support actually charged the enemy's lair alone, and his face became black. If Horn The leader can hear his voice now, and the cliff will be scolded bloody by him. Since you find that you can't resist it, won't you lead people to retreat to preserve your strength? !

Only Gould, who knew military affairs, sighed inwardly. He could see why Horn did this.

Continued stalemate will only be dragged down by the friendly army who can't even stand on the front line, and will fall faster than the Sun Cult. It is better to take advantage of the remaining strength to break the boat and gamble on whether the enemy's camp can be crushed!

This round of tragic attack on the camp lasted for 10 minutes.

Horn, who personally led the charge, was only 50 meters away from the Westem camp at the nearest time.

This distance allowed Horn to see clearly the inside of the camp, the man standing next to the tent where the undead kept pouring out.

This man with his hands behind his back and looking at the battlefield leisurely is wearing a white shirt with a collar, a brown vest, a knee-length coat of the same color, and trousers with neat stitches. There is a checked handkerchief in the chest pocket, like A gentleman who can be seen in the better neighborhoods of Innadori City and goes out for a walk.

It's just... the thin face and the relatively soft lines of the facial features completely different from those of the Rhineland under the shoulder-slipped black hair brushed back perfectly coincide with the wanted portraits that can be seen all over the mainland decades ago... …

The moment he saw this man clearly, Captain Horn lost his will to fight.

When his loyal attendants and officers embraced him and left the large army to flee in a hurry, this Rhinelander who devoted himself to revitalizing his family had a pale complexion and purple lips, and he did not say a word during the whole process.

The Nightmare Butcher personally guards the camp where the undead are summoned... How else to win!

Inside the Westham camp, seeing the high-ranking enemy officers retreat, while the undead happily tied up the nearby soldiers, Rex couldn't help saying, "Yang, is it okay to let those people escape?"

Yang Qiu casually looked at the chaotic spectators on the wall in the distance, and said indifferently: "Leave them some decent commanders, so that those guys don't mess around with the residents in the city."

Rex reacted and nodded silently.

This battle must be won with integrity, and there is no doubt that if he wins, he, a pseudo-noble without a title, "takes over" Inador before he can stand firm.

Repeatedly defeating all the troops that the Bartles family can muster is the best way to demonstrate the absolute strength of Westem's side.

Rex looked at the undead who were extremely skillful in knocking down one by one, binding one by one and carrying one away.

Anyway, the undead had a great time... a few more rounds is in line with everyone's expectations.

At 06:30 on the morning of December 700th, Earth time, at 200:[-] noon in the other world, after an hour of fierce fighting, Westem won the first battle; the Innadali garrison lost more than [-] city defense soldiers. , more than [-] noble private soldiers and more than [-] mercenaries hurriedly retreated into the city.

The reason why the most "downsizing" are the private soldiers of nobles, the reason is very simple, the private soldiers supported by various nobles are very gorgeous, and the player's identification skills can be seen with affixes (enchanted) Sophisticated products, you must catch these people and squeeze them hard...

If it weren't for the city gate behind the opponent, and the system doesn't allow players to chase into the city, none of these noble private soldiers would even try to escape.

After a big defeat, Inadoli's morale was low, and no one on the player's side came to cheer for the victory. The system notified that the first round of the battle was over, and these players immediately seized the time to allocate the battle and seize it... Many players were anxious I'm off the assembly line to wash up and eat breakfast so I can go to work and school, but there's not much time to waste!

This auction allocation took almost as long as the battle...

Adela III and a group of local nobles were not in the mood to appreciate how the undead outside the city distributed their property. When they came down from the city wall, the first thing this group of decent people usually did was to check How many private soldiers are there left?

Forty percent of the cultivated land in Inadili's territory belongs to these gentlemen, and every noble family has several vast and fertile farms; in order to protect their private property from infringement, nobles with a little money have to raise private soldiers Even Baron Marcus, whose fief was taken away, had a private armed force of dozens of people—if he didn’t feel that his little force couldn’t deal with Rex, who had a black magician platform and could drive an army of undead, Ma Baron Coos would have rushed to Westham to cut off Charlie Rex's dog's head.

After this counting, all the aristocratic gentlemen who usually pay attention to decent manners were beating their chests with anger... The family with the biggest loss was wiped out, and the family with the least loss lost at least half of its manpower!

Adela III, who vomited blood due to the loss of the city defense army, regained his strength and tried to hold on. When he called the nobles to discuss how to fight the next round of battle... he found that the group of nobles had all run away.

The loss was too great, and the local aristocrats who had no intention of resisting desperately were unwilling to mess around with the Bartles family's wrecked ship that was about to sink.