The samurai of Alpine Fort rushed into the camp like a whirlwind, and Richard glanced at it and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Bedric has hundreds of elite scouts under his command, and these people are not bad at attacking and melee combat. In addition, the Tiger Guardian is not an idle eater, so it is quite easy to deal with.

Béderick was wearing black and yellow plaid pajamas under his armor, and the corners of his eyes were full of eye droppings, presumably originally sleeping. Based on Richard's understanding of him, this thing must have been lying down during his lunch break.

"What now?" he said as he shoved a turquoise pendant, and Richard took it, turning it over and over again without seeing the name, "What is this?"

"Shimmer Talisman. ”

"Let's get out of town first. Richard put the amulet around his neck, blinked his eyes twice, and suddenly realized that the night could no longer block his vision, "Yes, it's a pity that the vision is green, is there any?" ”

"Do you think this is a potato in the field?

Time is tight, and no one knows when the undead outside will gather into an unstoppable torrent. Knowing that every second counts, Richard didn't say much to say hello, but instead shouted into the camp, "Dracula!

"My lord, I'm here. Dracula was trapped in Béderick's camp, squeezing out of the crowd and waving vigorously at his lord.

"Hmm. Richard nodded and motioned for him to come over, then turned to Bederick and continued, "Be careful......

"Wait!" Bédric suddenly noticed that several of the people who came were dressed in a style that was obviously different from Pompeii, and there was also a priest of the Holy Light, "Several of them are Stuart, right?"

"I'll tell you more about this. The lord interrupted with an impatient wave, chattering and continuing to emphasize the potential danger, "Be careful of the people who wear the armor of the Stuart Praetorian Guard, they are all zombie warriors, they are said to be very strong, and the guards of Lindong City are planted in their hands. ”

"What did you say zombie warriors wear?" Béderick looked at Richard with a strange expression.

"Stuart's Praetorian Guard armor. The lord thought he hadn't heard clearly, and repeated it again.

"I see, I've already spotted them......" Crown Prince Pompeii smiled wryly, pointing behind Richard.

"I ...... Damn!" The lord turned his head, and a red heart instantly cooled to his heels. With the help of the vision provided by the Shimmer Charm, he saw a number of soldiers in the distance, forming a neat line, approaching Bédrick's camp. Their breastplates depict a medusa with her eyes closed and a peaceful face, the emblem of the Merovingian family of the Stuart royal family.

They swept past the walking corpses, but the mad undead creatures seemed to have regained some of their senses, and instead of attacking, they hurriedly gave way. This can only show that the two sides belong to the same camp and have a subordinate relationship.

Despite being covered in armor and unable to be directly observed, the lord immediately noticed that they were special.

Compared to the walking corpses that walk crookedly, the zombie warriors move exceptionally neatly. They don't stick to the road, and when they are hindered by a barricade from a house, they get on all fours like a gecko climbing a wall, and they don't slow down at all.

Just by looking at the ease with which they climbed over the wall, you know that the strength is definitely not weak. And when they fall from the roof and tear the stone slabs apart with one kick, the zombie warriors can bounce up like a spring and continue to run forward for a moment, revealing that their physical coordination should not be underestimated.

"Is this a zombie? Zombies are supposed to be sluggish, right? Béderick grinned in complete disbelief.

"It's not too much!" Richard found at least good news. The zombie warriors that appeared in the field of vision were far less than the number of a legion, probably around five hundred, and no more than six hundred at most.

The High Mountain Fort now not only has the Holy Light Priest, but also has a lot of high-concentration holy water in his hands.

The so-called one thing descends one thing, the Holy Light Priest and the Holy Water are almost completely incapable of causing damage to humans, and the Holy Water can promote wound healing by applying it directly, but for the undead, it is the natural enemy of the astrological restraint, and it is directly splashed on the body by a high concentration of holy water, and the corrosive effect caused is simply the same as that of sulfuric acid.

With these two undead predators, it would not be difficult to deal with five or six hundred zombie warriors—as for Baderick's manpower, it was not in the lord's consideration at all.

"Prepare the holy water, kill them first!" Richard snapped his fingers in a dashing manner.

The speed at which the zombie warriors advance is a bit astonishing, considering that there are still many dwarves with short legs in the team of Alpine Castle. Rather than running halfway to being overtaken, it is better to solve the problem first while there is a wall.

But before he could be happy, a loud and sonorous dragon roar came from the night sky overhead, and the sound shook the four fields.

"Higuain?" the lord was shocked for a while before coming back to his senses, and his first reaction was Higuain. The Pompeii Expeditionary Force originally had two dragon knights, and Zed had returned home during the day to report the good news, and now the little boy was left.

He looked up at the sky, but the Shimmer Talisman couldn't do anything in the face of too far away, after all, it was just a magic equipment that wasn't too advanced.

"False, powerful, solid, full of metallic texture, which is more like the characteristics of a golden dragon. And the greenness in the voice has completely faded but does not look old, indicating that its owner should be in the prime of life. That is to say - a golden dragon in the prime of life. Seedorf woke up at some point and struggled to get out of the carriage: "And as far as I know, Lord Higuain's companion is a wind-type adult dragon. ”

The Lord was dumbfounded, he had never thought that there would be a difference between the dragons of different dragons, let alone discern valid information from such a difference.

"Genealogy of Dragons is a great book to read, and Lord Richard, you might be a little too ruthless to do it. Seedorf grumbled as he rubbed the back of his head. Behind him, Vera immediately began to cast a spell to heal with holy light.

"Golden dragon in the prime of life, can't it be, where did the golden dragon come from, could it be a wild dragon?" the lord lowered his head and stung the firewood stick, ready to give him another one.

"I don't know, I just hope it's at least not Lord Corleone. Seedorf smiled bitterly.

"Corleone?" Richard still had a slight impression of the name, as if it were Stuart's Golden Dragon Knight. Before the expedition, Suffolk mentioned this man, saying that he died unexpectedly while encircling the dragon, "Isn't he dead?" ”

"yes, he did. ”

The meaning contained in Seedorf's words made everyone involuntarily shiver. For a while, the field seemed to be pressed the pause button, and it was strangely quiet, leaving only the breath to condense into a white mist in the cold night.