Chapter 1921 The Door of Darkness
“What are you doing?” Lancelot stopped a soldier who was working hard to carry stones.
"We are repairing the city defenses to face the next wave of demons." The soldier did not stop working, but turned around and said, "Dear Sir Knight."
"Who ordered you? Did that? That stupid Master Bowler?" Lancelot asked curiously.
The most active people in fighting against the demonic tide are the local lords where the demonic tide occurred.
If they are unable to retreat, they will lose their real territory and become pitiable. They will go to the capital of the kingdom to seek pity from their relatives, seek a position as a palace noble, and survive in the laughter of others every day.
I heard that the wives and daughters of many nobles who lost their fiefs had entered the backyards of big nobles, middle nobles, and even small nobles.
Poor people step on things too much, and it is no longer fun to step on them. Only people who step on people of the same class will have a higher sense of superiority.
"He once ordered this, but we did not do it because of his words." The soldier piled the stones in his hands at a gap and carefully found the gap in the soil to fill it.
Of course there is no cementing soil, this is just a makeshift, barely able to resist those small monsters.
"Then whose advice do you listen to?"
"Listen to ourselves." The old soldier who was the first to become a card player said, "Hey, knight, do you want to play Gwent?"
"Okay, I am the most famous master in our earl territory." Lancelot said subconsciously.
Then a force of will made him stop the urge to take out the cards.
What did you say just now?
Why did you say it?
Although I am indeed a poor player at cards, this is a battlefield!
The demonic tide will come at any time, how can you play cards?
But, I really want to play cards...
“Vampire!”
"Silver dagger!"
In the tangle, the knight and the old soldier played cards.
Then I understood everything.
Because a voice sounded in my mind.
"Body digitization is over, character data is being scanned..."
I vaguely felt strange changes taking place in my body, as if it had been hollowed out and then filled with something new.
I took a knife and cut my arm. I would have felt pain before, but now I can only feel a slight touch and no pain at all.
Feeling pain is both a benefit and a drawback for a warrior.
It is very possible that you knew how to avoid it even when you were fatally injured.
However, at this time, I saw the wound quickly closing on its own.
Another small one came.
Still closing slowly.
I just feel a little bit of knowledge because of my keenness.
Looking again, there is no reminder in my mind that "Severe and minor injury BUFF: Physical constitution increases by 1%, lasting for 10 minutes."
"Who gave the power?" I he asked the old soldier in surprise.
"That was given by the divine messenger."
"So that's it. The sleeping gods finally opened their eyes and sent their messengers." Xiong Esute found it difficult to accept that statement.
I think it is the power given by the devil: firstly, I am extremely eager for the gods to perform miracles, and secondly, the devil is killing us and it is uncomfortable, so why should I make it more difficult for myself?
The other party came there just for fun.
They will die if they are killed.
It can be seen from the fact that some demons often surrender. If they are mortal, why surrender?
"Great, you want your soldiers to have that kind of power! Please take you to see the angel." I said.
One day ago.
A total of one thousand people on the battlefield were transformed into card players.
Those seriously injured and those who can still breathe are included.
He was seriously injured and had an extra leg, but he was gradually recovering.
Originally there were only 20,000 frontline personnel.
That was put together by the lords from all over the kingdom. The scale of the demonic tide will stop increasing until a certain target castle is breached, and then a Gate of White Darkness will be returned; or if a small enough number of them are killed, a Gate of White Darkness will be returned.
In other words, if the value of the target castle is too large, there will be no reinforcements, or in other words, many reinforcements.
Master Bowler's castle is located on a traffic thoroughfare, and he pays a small tax every year, so he sends so few reinforcements.
Fortunately, if the demonic tide is like the Zhongzhi rebels, fighting in seven places and destroying everything, not to mention the Kingdom of Lotus, even other small countries will be able to support it.
"Warriors, yes, card players, today is the day for your counterattack! The Gate of White Darkness is taking shape again, but that time, you will let us know what the power of card players is!"< br>
“You have to burn the midnight oil and fight until dawn!”
“Oh oh oh!”
The soldiers rejoiced, and their morale visibly rose to full strength.
If we were asked to work, we would run away in the middle of the night, but if we were asked to play cards, none of us would have the confidence to stay up all night. After all, the youngest is over eighty years old.
The kingdom recruits old citizens, but a small number of them died halfway through.
Lancelot abandoned his horse and light armor, replacing them with Zhongzhi's chain mail.
Although armor is good, it is useless when facing a powerful demon, and you can only rely on fighting spirit to get out of the way.
Anyway, now I am afraid of getting hurt.
We walked seventy miles along the way. In the past, on that number of roads, at most one-tenth of the people would want to escape.
However, there is no supervising team today, and no one wants to slip away.
Everyone knows one thing, accumulating fewer chips will make you weaker.
If so, if he ran away today, he would be caught again tomorrow. Whether he had any chips at this time, he would be dead!
The weaker we are now, the better off we will be in the future.
If you do well, you can still expect to gain a fiefdom.
Very slowly, we saw a small patch of high-level demons.
A tauren that makes people look down upon, and a hot harpy.
The tauren are beating high-level monsters into pulp with giant hammers, and then throwing them into a bloody pit.
The harpy was hovering in the air, and whoever tried to escape would be the first to be thrown onto the giant hammer.
With such a complicated method, thousands of high-level monsters can only tremble.
Did the soldiers laugh at them.
Because we did the same thing after the king's conscription documents and whips. A few whips made hundreds of villagers helpless and honestly disobeyed orders.
You can only escape if you disobey orders.
If you escape to another lord's territory, you will only be caught and sentenced to slavery.
The battlefield is more miserable than the battlefield. The latter is a matter of one knife, while the former is a tragedy for the whole family.
"Let you rescue them!" the old soldier suddenly shouted.
Of course I will pity those monsters, but I just want to recall my past.
The soldiers went down.
"Hey, this is a group of guys who know how to form, but you have no reputation at all." The lieutenant beside Lancelot sighed.
Whether Lancelot reprimanded the deputy who was born in a noble family, what the other party said was also wrong.
Those soldiers had no formations. What we learned was to stand under the city wall, throw stones, and chop people with knives.
To learn formations and rotational operations, it takes at least eight months of intensive training.
Those who can master low-level combat skills, small lords such as dukes will have more than 8,000 people, and kings will have more than 10,000 people.
A small number of soldiers are invested in one wave. Don't think about taking care of us before committing. They hope that after defeat or victory, they will find us and issue orders again to withdraw us and rotate them.
When we heard Zhongzhi’s order, the only thing we could do was to flee in a swarm.
(End of this chapter)