Ride and Cut

The pre-war preparations are proceeding in an orderly manner.

Brigade of Ripper fighters are recalled from the New World to Alpine Fort. When they left, many of them were still very immature. After some experience, all of them carried a sense of indifference and fierceness, which made the lord very satisfied.

Recently, the scale of the Spider Tide has dropped again, and they dispatched a batch of obsolete equipment to the native tiger spirits in the Twilight Forest, so there is no problem in defense.

Chief Saitos even proposed to awaken more Iron Kings to join the battle, but Richard refused. Because the number of sleeping Iron Kings is already the minimum level to guarantee spiritual protection, if you continue to wake up the Twilight Forest, you will have to defend yourself naked.

Although with the current strength of the psychic storm, there will be no problems in a short period of time, but he feels that things have not reached that point yet.

However, Li Cha is going to retreat all the civilians to the Twilight Forest.

The fortification project of Gaoshan Fort has not yet been written off. It is really difficult to protect the lives of these civilians during the war.

In this way, he only needs to take the Ripper Legion with him, and it will be much more convenient and flexible no matter what he does.

The flying dragon cavalry with the most maneuverability carried a telescope tube and took the initiative to attack according to the information provided by the noble garden. In terms of large-scale search, the air cavalry who can overlook the ground at a height of thousands of yards has a natural advantage, and quickly found the target.

According to a rough estimate, it will take about 18 to 20 days for them to reach the line of the Raging River.

This news made everyone breathe a sigh of relief. With Gao Shanbao's accustomed war system, eighteen days were enough to make complete preparations.

But Abu also brought back a very bad piece of information. "The undead pollute the land."

After discovering the abnormality, he took the risk to land on the path of the undead, dug out a helmet of mud and brought it back. For this reason, he flew bareheaded all the way, and was sneezing all the time being blown by the high-altitude fresh wind.

Buckland rummaged through a helmet of soil that was gray in color and had a faint smell of salted fish, and said with certainty: "The vitality contained in this soil is gone, and even the toughest weeds can't support it."

"Damn!" The lord rubbed his chin after hearing this, and said with a wry smile after a long time: "I never thought that the undead would have such abilities."

"Everything will change the environment in a direction suitable for its own survival, and the undead is no exception." The old white tiger's eyes hidden behind the lens are very dignified.

The undead are the enemy of all living beings, and this is not only reflected in the fact that they wield knives and guns against the living. Rather, there is a conflict in the living environment between the two parties. This conflict can only be resolved if one party completely disappears, and there is no possibility of reconciliation at all.

Li Cha suddenly remembered that there was a professional person present, turned his head and asked, "Vera, what do you think?"

The little nun silently summoned a purification technique, and the soft white light quickly disintegrated the gloomy and gloomy things in the soil. The stinky salty fish smell disappeared, and the appearance returned to a more normal black color.

"If it's just this level, a few days of sun exposure should be able to solve it." Before the others could breathe a sigh of relief, she continued: "But if the undead are allowed to entangle for a long time, it may cause more far-reaching harm."

"How far?"

"Possibly... permanently."

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"Not only do we have to eliminate the undead, but we can't delay it for too long." At the Ripper's internal meeting that followed, Li Cha stood on the podium with a large military felt map hanging behind him.

The audience was full of military officers sitting upright. Due to the lack of space, even the aisle was filled with temporary seats.

There were so many people, and thick velvet blackout curtains were hung on the windows, the air was unavoidably dirty. But the meeting room was so silent that a needle could be heard.

"How many people are there?" Li Cha's eyes aimed at Abu.

"About 150,000, I don't have a detailed count." Abu leaned back in his chair and said nonchalantly, "There have been three waves from the entire Northeast Province, and this is the biggest wave. We look down on us."

"How many of us are there?"

"A total of 3,107 people, nine of them are missing due to injuries." Hurt replied without thinking.

"That's a bit of a disparity." The lord smacked his lips. "It is said that you can attack a city with ten times as many troops. Now the enemy is far more than ten times, and we don't even have a city."

"It's a little troublesome with so many enemies." Gunther made a fool of himself, and then continued, "We each have to bury fifty corpses after the battle! Fifty!"

This remark immediately aroused a burst of uncontrollable titters, the serious atmosphere disappeared, and some people even burst into tears.

"Before you bury these fifty corpses, you have to kill fifty enemies first." Li Cha sneered, "Undead are not as lame as sand spiders."

"What's the difficulty?" The officers subconsciously puffed up their chests, with a hint of pride on their faces.

"It's just fifty strings." The archers looked indifferent.

"Swing the ax fifty times." The savages laughed disdainfully.

"Or step on two feet casually." The second general hum ha can occupy four or five seats by himself, and he is squeezed to the point of grievance.

Their confidence comes from their absolute trust in themselves and Pao Ze, which is as unshakable as a rock.

"Actually, someone told me that there is absolutely no need to stand up to the undead. Since the leaders have all withdrawn, we can also retreat. At worst, we will give up the empty mountain fortress to the undead." Li Cha paced back and forth on the podium, then turned his head suddenly, his bright eyes were as bright as lightning, "What do you think?"

What responded to him was a uniform roar: "Behind is the home, and where can I retreat!"

"Huh~" Li Cha let out a sigh of relief. Looking at those sparkling eyes, I just feel a kind of hotness surging in my chest, and it takes a fierce battle to extinguish it!

"The meeting is over!"

Noisy tables and chairs rang, and then there was a neat heel collision of leather boots, and their response was like thunder: "Yes, my lord!"

In the midst of the silence, a hoarse shout suddenly came from outside: "It's on fire, put out the fire~~"

Li Cha frowned, "Go and have a look."

Hundreds of people immediately cheered and followed their lords. As soon as they went out, they saw thick smoke billowing. It seemed that the fire was extremely alarming. In the end, I followed the sound and saw a group of security officers holding wooden spears surrounding Nehru like a formidable enemy.

"From the notes left by my instructor, I restored the smoke-type witchcraft!" The kobold shaman waved his hand passionately, and the thick smoke in the air rolled up and stretched.

"Then aren't you a genius?" Li Cha asked angrily.

He has already seen that his so-called smoke-based witchcraft can be used as a smoke screen, but it is useless at all.

In the past, everyone said that Nehru's fireball technique was the most useless magic in Pangea, but now it seems that it is still overestimated. It is really not easy to research even more useless ones.

"It's not illegal to study witchcraft." Nehru almost peed his pants when he saw so many people coming at once.

Just as the lord reprimanded the mud again, he suddenly saw Buckland limping over, as if the rheumatism that had made him complain recently had suddenly healed.

"Li Cha, something serious has happened!" The old man who was always smiling now looked so gloomy that he could drip water.

"What's the matter?" The lord was full of pride and ambition, thinking that all difficulties were fleeting.

"His Majesty Sargerei was assassinated." Buckland said in a low voice.

"What!"

A while ago I always felt in a bad state, and today I finally got it back