MTL - Medieval Empire Soldier-Chapter 172 · Attack of the Undead Creatures

   In mid-September, the layers of forests are all dyed.

Finally, after dealing with some things, Lailun finally embarked on the journey back to the Barondom of Draco. Boris Todbringer is all right, and the Elector of White Wolf is still temporarily living in Urick Cathedral. He could barely handle a few official duties and mobilize the army under his command every day, and the trial campaign launched by Pope Emir for heresy also came to an end, and Lailun returned to his territory.

Along with the young baron was Eureka, six or seven witch hunters of the Silver Order, three of whom were elite witch hunters and one master witch hunter. After thinking about it for a day, Eureka decided to accept it. At the invitation of Ren, he went to the Baron of Draco to open up a new secret stronghold to use as a hidden stronghold.

In the lush, uninhabited fields of Midden Field, six eternal knights followed at the end of the line, Eureka rode alone on her hunting horse, Leron rode beside her, Adrien An Ze left them alone and did not affect the communication between the two.

"In recent days, some businessmen in Middenheim are very dissatisfied with your attitude, they think that you have taken away their rights and interests that should belong to them, and many big businessmen feel that you are offending their power. Eureka said to Lailun, "It's the first time I've seen the merchants from Hawke and Tarabek being pushed."

"Because of Overland, the Middenheim Merchant Guild was taken over by the Urick Church. They are the richest people in Middenheim. They spit out some of the seats and trade vacancies. Overland I also participated in the competition, of course, I also support him to fight for more interests." Lailun has nothing to hide: "My workshop produces a large number of various iron armors made by dwarves, as well as the Lauren Loren Forest. The trading post is always in demand. They are just jealous that they are not as competitive as Overland, so they will join hands to boycott."

"Speaking of which, the guys in Marienburg have been trying to reconnect with the Laurent Loren Forest, but the wood elves ignored them at all, instead giving them gifts from Marienburg merchants every time. Bring me the trading post in my territory." Lailun smiled, and he had a good relationship with the wood elves, but the treatment was different.

"Pfft~" Eureka chuckled softly, she could imagine that kind of scene, like two acquaintances cheating strangers together: "Wood elves don't have any other requirements for you? They will never care. More and less questions."

"The Aislai people are more honest than you think. Of course they have requirements to export more wood, grain, and weapons and armors forged by dwarf blacksmiths. These things, my territory is just enough to satisfy." Lailun Lightly wrote: "In business, it is a matter of trust. We need each other, we need each other, and we win each other. Appropriate interests are necessary."

   "It sounds like you're a potbellied businessman who is full of gold coins." Eureka glanced at Lailun: "Or, you haven't done a few... things?"

   "What's the matter?" Lailun was a little lost when asked by the witch hunter, but who knew that Eureka smiled and shook her head gently, her beautiful crimson eyes had a different luster.

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"Let's continue to discuss the issue of building a new stronghold, Lailun, which remote village are you planning to put me and my subordinates in?" Yurika changed the subject and decided to set up a hidden stronghold as soon as possible to speed up the process. process.

"Why do you want to arrange it in a remote village? I have asked my affairs officer Pittman to prepare a few open spaces in Oak Town, waiting for you to choose one." Lailun did not think that the witch hunter was arranged in a remote village. It must be a bad thing on the bright side, and it acts as a psychological deterrent: "What do you think?"

"You're Draco's baron, and of course everything follows your arrangements~" Eureka was indifferent, she flipped out a small bag of gold coins, and without any hesitation, threw it to Lailun: "This is I gave you the deposit."

  Lilun took a small bag of gold coins thrown to him by Eureka, with about thirty or forty coins in it. The young baron was stunned for a moment, and then he said with tears in his eyes, "I didn't plan to accept your gold coins..."

   "What you just said, proper interests are necessary, I think it makes sense." Eureka nodded: "And I don't like to owe favors, and I don't like to owe debts to others."

   "That's it, okay, respect your decision." Lailun calmly put away the small bag of gold coins without any hesitation.

   Eureka turned her face sideways, her crimson eyes stared at Lailun for a long time, her icy face was as calm as water.

   The group rode on horses, and they moved very fast. In the relatively desolate wilderness of Midenland, every road was full of dangers, but Lailun and his group could ensure that the journey was safe and sound.

As Lailun and the others went farther and farther eastward, they gradually left the jurisdiction of Middenheim. Along the main road, there are often outposts and watchtowers that can be seen everywhere. A patrol of fifteen people, which means that there is a possibility of being attacked at any time.

The journey in the northern provinces is often dangerous. Generally, a tower and a fence will be built in the wild hotels and taverns. However, instead of trusting the unreliable hotel guards, most merchants and travelers prefer to stay in safer patrol outposts. Although the price is slightly expensive, but at least the safety is guaranteed.

   There was only one day left to reach the Baron Draco. It was getting late, and Lailun, Eureka and the others had to stay in a patrol post for one night, waiting for the morning to continue their journey.

The outpost opened up in the open space. There are several archers and crossbowmen standing on the low wooden fence and the post. Many wooden thorns are placed in the trenches around the outpost, which can at least provide some defense. effect.

The soldiers stationed in the outpost saw the Iron Cross badge worn by Lailun, and the veteran captain headed immediately lowered his posture, arranged for the horses to be moved into the stable, and prepared a decent dinner for the group. There are a few clean houses.

  Although the veteran captain repeatedly stated that he would not charge one copper coin, Lailun still took out three gold coins as accommodation money.

  In the autumn after the midsummer, the temperature dropped significantly. There were only a few small villages near the outpost, and only a few sporadic smoke rose. Obviously, most of the people who originally lived here have moved further south.

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"A good dinner, if it didn't have that hard brown bread like a stone, it would be delicious." Lailun said to Eureka, he walked down the wooden ladder and walked to the outpost. , a few archers who were standing guard avoided it wisely.

"Of course it's not as good as the food you enjoyed in the lord's longhouse. In the missions I performed in the past, drinking snow water and eating raw meat were common things. It would be good to have a place where a fire can ward off the cold." Eureka She said softly, her eyes looking at the forest farther away.

   "Haha, you remind me of the days when I was stationed at the outpost at the edge of the forest a few years ago." Lailun smiled and stood beside Eureka with his hands on the edge of the outpost.

   The witch hunter glanced at him, "You never told me about your past."

   "The same goes for you." Lailun raised his brows and looked back at the past, but Eureka closed her eyes and looked as usual: "There is nothing to say about the past."

   "Well, that's true." Lailun nodded in agreement.

   "Humph!" Eureka snorted coldly and didn't answer his words, "The sky is about to get dark, and the night is a paradise for undead creatures. I hope there is no cemetery near this outpost."

   Gradually, the setting sun completely disappeared into the west of the sky, leaving an endless darkness, and the chill of the night deepened.

Just as Lailun and the others were resting, a figure walked out of the forest in front of the outpost. The blue-fired zombie dire wolves were dragging a farmer who had just died. The dire wolves were greedily eating the delicious corpses. They were tearing at the flesh with their fangs, drinking the poisoned and stinking blood, and emitting rattling noises. sound.

"Ha...more corpses, I need more corpses." A withered and shriveled voice sounded, and the body of Feng Peng gradually walked out, an old man like a skeleton, he was wearing a well-worn dark gray wizard The robe was covered with blood and feces, and with every breath and breath, a pitch-black magic wind spewed out.

Ulrich, a notorious fallen death-type mage, 20 years ago, when he was led from Oster to study as a mage apprentice at the Imperial Wizarding Academy, he stole the forbidden book of Shashwind, the abhorrent undead magic. , then went all the way north, fled into the Dracowald Forest, and kept attacking the villages around the forest. He was hunted down by the witch hunters of the Knights Templar of Sigmar.

   The fallen necromancer needs to gather strength, and he has to return to Osterland.

   At the same time, in the deep night, the zombies and ghouls controlled by Ulrich surrounded the outpost from all directions.

  The night watch soldiers lit the torches around the outpost, barely illuminating some vision.

"Damn it, Unt, there's no moonlight tonight," an archer in a blue and white uniform said to his companion. up, I can't see my fingers.

"What's the use of telling me, don't you have to be on duty at night? It's an old rule, you two hours and I'll take two hours, alternately." The archer named Ante curled his lips impatiently, and then turned his back on his back. Leaning against the post of the sentry, closed his eyes.

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   "It feels a little wrong, Unt, you are staring here, I will go outside the outpost to light the fire." As the archer said, he picked up a torch and walked off the outpost.

   opened the gate of the outpost, and the archer raised his torch to try his best to see as far as possible, while holding the iron sword vigilantly, just in case.

  The cold wind of autumn penetrated his neck, and the soft soil gradually became harder and harder. He held a torch to the fire not far from the outpost, and carefully lit it.

The dense forest trees swayed and swayed in the cold wind, making salsa noises, the dry branches, the dark forest became more and more gloomy, the bright fire illuminated the messy bushes, the gloomy atmosphere suppressed the archer's nerves, he When he turned back, there was a low, inhuman roar from behind: "Hmm... roar..."

"Who's there?" So, he turned around alertly, the cold air was sucked into his lungs in large quantities, he only noticed a dozen zombies walking towards him in front of him, the archer opened his eyes wide, the child Kong shrank, panicked: "Zombie..."

The next second, the three dire wolves with blue fire in their eyes, one left and one right, threw him to the ground. The corner of the mouth of the dire wolf in the middle dropped stench and mucus, and its fangs instantly pierced the archer's trachea, cutting him off. Possibility of opening.

  Under the light of the fire, the undead creatures smelled the fragrance of the flesh and blood of the living, and their thirst for blood aroused their native animal nature. The fastest-moving dire wolves and ghouls no longer hid in the darkness and flocked to the outpost.

The noise of footsteps woke Lailun, he jumped off the bed, dressed in unfading leather armor, and took the Hammer of Heram from the weapon rack. At the same time, he awakened Adrian, and the next second, the next room The witch hunter who was alarmed by the sound of footsteps walked out with a serious expression, and her intuition told her that she was in danger: "I'm all too familiar with this smell, the smell of rancidity, it's an undead creature."

   "I think it should be." Lailun's voice was very calm. Obviously, the negligence of the night guards led to danger, and he ordered Adrian: "Go and wake up the others, put on your armor, and prepare for battle!"

   "Understood!" Adrian nodded immediately and left lightly.

"Beffin? Where have you been?" Another archer at the sentry called out in a low voice after not hearing the voice of his companions for a long time. Soon, his voice stopped abruptly, and the fire outside the sentry lit up. Within the range, there is a dense group of zombies, ghouls holding bone sticks and thorns, "This..."

Ante only felt that his hands were shaking, his body was shaking, his mind was dizzy, he was uncontrollably afraid and wanted to escape from here, more and more zombies were surrounding from all directions: "Hoo~ho~~~ "

   "Clang clang ~ ~"

The copper bell of the sentry was pulled, and at the same time it woke the other garrisoned soldiers, the veteran captain and a few swordsmen, and hurriedly put on the infantry breastplate, holding the sword and shield: "Urik is above.... Where are so many undead... "

The open gate of the outpost made it safe to defend. Several agile and fast dire wolves jumped several times and rushed into the outpost. Just when they were about to bite the veteran captain, in the darkness, a few short fire guns shot out. Blazing fireworks, "Bang bang bang!!"

"Face the darkness, be fearless!" Lailun waved the flaming Hiram warhammer in his hand, and instantly smashed two dire wolves into the air. Adrian and the six eternal knights followed closely, Eureka and other witch hunters The volley of fire guns killed the undead creatures that entered.

   "Don't stand still! Go up and help! For Uric, for Middenheim!" The veteran captain suddenly woke up and rushed forward.

"锵~" The iron sword came out of its sheath, and four or five flaming arrows shot towards the dense zombie group. The extremely flammable corpse oil on the zombies was most afraid of flames. The burning zombies became a new light source, reflecting A huge swarm of zombies, nearly 200 heads.

  In the dark night, a fierce battle began.

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