Standing in the square, a soldier closest to the white cloth suddenly noticed something under his feet out of the corner of his eye, and just wanted to look down, a huge force knocked him to the ground. A moment later, several menacing figures pounced on him. Blood mixed with screams, and the sudden scene stunned everyone in place.

"The dead are alive!"

"The demon has taken control of their bodies!"

"They will devour our souls!"

Wilder drew the long sword at his waist, kicked over the flying puppet, and shouted at the soldiers beside him, "Stand back, stand back, stay away from those corpses, form a battle formation!"

The knights, who gave loud orders, played a key role in the chaos, and the soldiers found the backbone of the battle, and more and more people retreated towards the edge of the square, forming a semicircular line of defense.

It might have been better if their opponents were vicious bandits or heretics who believed in evil gods. However, the faces of the enemy, which were those who had fought hand in hand, made the soldiers gradually fall into a bitter battle.

A middle-aged soldier, looking at the infected person on the other side with a pale face and slowly walking towards him, tears raged, the long sword in his hand fell to the ground blankly, opened his arms in despair, and said, "Wave your weapon at my only brother...... I can't do it......" A few seconds later, the 'golem' pounced on him, and a candle of life was extinguished.

The fighters on the battle line, looking at the face of the enemy on the opposite side, either gave up resistance or turned and fled, and there were fewer and fewer people who were able to summon up the courage to attack.

And those fallen soldiers soon became the new "puppets" under the control of the "hive", and the ratio of the number of friends and enemies was balanced little by little, and even changed in the direction of reversal.

"Damn, you idiots, fools, these guys on the other side are no longer our comrades, they're enemies! Raise your ......" Wilder swung his sword and cut off the head of an infected, and was about to look for the next target when the figure in his field of vision stopped him and paused: "...... Sir Adams ...... Sir......"

Looking at the 'puppet', who was once the commander of the castle, walking towards his friend step by step, Alfonso let out a loud roar, but the weapon was firmly grasped by three or four enemies, unable to move.

The situation on the battlefield is getting worse and worse.

At this moment, Todra stood on the high platform of the square, took off his cloak and hood, and the priest's robe stood out in the firelight, and he held up the cross and shouted to the soldiers: "Almighty Father, we are gathered together in your name, and we may free us from the trap of evil, and let the sword and fire redeem the souls of these degenerates!"

One soldier immediately recognized the identity of the person who prayed: "It's Father Todd!"

"The Son is here!"

"The Lord has come to save us!"

"Heavenly Father is above, let the Light save the souls of your brothers!"

The long sword was swung, the axe danced, and the heads flew into the air.

The battle was quickly brought under control, and the "puppets" were quickly encircled and wiped out to the point where there was no one left.

Knight Wilder put down his sword, looked at Sir Adams's head at his feet, took a few breaths, and then ordered his subordinates to count the numbers. Seventeen more people lost their lives, most of them in the first wave of the encounter.

Alfonso walked up to Todd and bowed respectfully to the priest: "I owe you a ......favor for both public and private," Todd was about to say something, when he was suddenly interrupted by a voice on the city wall.

"Oh my God!

The soldier who was watching from afar from the sentry pointed in the direction of the mountains, trembling and unable to speak.

The two knights glanced at each other, picked up their weapons, ran up the stone steps to the city wall, and the first glance at the north chilled their hearts!

Torches, countless torches!

Meandering along the foothills in the dark, the direction of travel is the fortress at your feet!

The muscles in Wilder's face twitched a few times, and suddenly he remembered something, and he shouted frantically at the stunned sentry, "Ring the bell, bastard, ring the bell quickly, the barbarians of the north have invaded!" The rapid sound of the bell rang over the entire Watch Fort, and the soldiers, who had just recovered from the battle, raised their weapons, put on their armor, and hurried up the city walls, looking for their positions.

Alfonso looked at the defenders who had entered the combat position, his eyes full of worry.

The number of soldiers is too small...... Originally, the garrison strength of the fortress should have been about 225 people, but now it seems that even 120 people are not enough. There were quite a few empty sections in the city walls, and they fell into the embarrassing situation of being undefended.

Seeing his old friend's concern, the grinning Wilder didn't look worried, and he patted the other man on the shoulder, motioning for him to look at the castle's drawbridge facing north.

"The castle was built on a cliff and was the only road from the north to the south. Look there, do you see?" Wilder pointed to the huge ravine in front of the drawbridge: "There is a natural canyon there, and below it is an abyss, as long as the drawbridge is not lowered, no amount of barbarians can get in!"

Rumble!

Before the smug smile faded from the bearded face, a deafening metal crash came from the top of the fortress, causing everyone to unconsciously close their eyes and cover their ears.

Due to the excessive noise, Alfonso could only ask Wilder with a yell: "What's going on?!"

The other party looked at the source of the voice, the winch room above the suspension bridge, his face turned pale, and his lips trembled: "Someone is destroying the winch of the suspension bridge!"

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Alfonso ran at the front, followed closely by Leslie, Todd and Karin. The constant sound of metal crashing in his ears made him anxious, and it also reminded him of Wilder's words just now.

"Controlling the Watchcastle Drawbridge is a room called the Winch Room, which contains four huge winches, each wrapped around four iron chains, which together pull up the drawbridge of the fortress. If all four winches are destroyed, then the drawbridge of the castle will be completely lowered and a bridge will be built over the ravine, and the barbarians of the north will be able to follow this bridge and fight their way into the Watchtower. When that happens, it's all over......

A piercing cracking sound made everyone's ears tighten, and the first iron chain broke.

"Hurry up!" Alfonso waved to the man behind him, carrying his broadsword.

Running down the city wall to the source of the sound, Todd's mind began to do a complete analysis of the whole incident before and after.

This town-infecting attack, which looks like a terrorist attack on the residents, is actually a well-planned invasion war.

First, he used parasites to cause chaos in the town and weaken the strength of the watchtower, then used the "puppets" gathered at the southern gate to attract the attention of the garrison, then changed the control object and ordered the corpses of the defenders in the castle to attack the remaining defenders, and finally took advantage of the gap in the battle in the fort to sneak into the winch room, cut the chains, lower the drawbridge, and receive the barbarians from the north into the fortress.

As soon as he thought of this, there was another piercing cracking sound in the distance, which made everyone realize something.

Time is running out for them......