Chapter 154: You're Not the Only One Who Is Unlucky

The undead have soul energy, and although their bodies have long been corrupted and mutated, they can still dream, and Alexander is extremely happy in his dreams. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Successfully defeated the Southern army, marched to the city of Varanka, won the wailing of the opponents, and took the shy little beauty Charlotte back to the city-state, where she enjoyed a night without a trace in the laughter and heckling of everyone.

What a wonderful dream.

Unfortunately, everything was just illusory, and when he woke up from his dream again, the former city-state general saw only the pitch-black ceiling of his cell, and all kinds of magical shackles on his body, and he couldn't even beat ordinary civilians at the moment.

After all, he still lost, Alexander sighed again.

In this mixed war era, all kinds of unfortunate things will happen around you, and the nations are fighting for everything, and betrayal is only the most common one.

In fact, there are more poisons and temptations, anyway, how to do the three abuses, and the credit has long collapsed, so it seems that those hillbilly undead are more reputable.

It's a pity that you can't defeat the despicable humans, there are a large number of undead who don't like to use modern firearms very much, so that they can't fight from afar, and they can't beat the Bretanians when they play self-explosion.

Forcing enemy criminals to use high-powered self-detonation vests, they will die horizontally and vertically, and at least kill more than 100 undead, but the highly toxic zombies here can't even get close, so what are you talking about self-destructing.

What's even more infuriating is that the three-headed deer company produces munitions, which have made great contributions to the siege of Brittania with its advantages such as power and madness (no distinction between the enemy and us), low price (low price and low quality), and sufficient quantity (unsalable for decades).

Then it was secretly listed by Lorraine and other high-ranking officers that it must not be equipped with elite troops, that kind of terrible thing, the explosion radius is much larger than the shooting radius, and a little heavier will detonate the ammunition.

The most infuriating thing is the positive energy filling, all of which are the most violent and unprocessed otherworldly energy, which is really a bastard businessman who is in charge of small money!

In addition, the Bretanians also had a lot of supplies for the Three-Headed Deer Company, and in addition to the state-run supplies used by their own people, the captives ate the captives what looked good and tasty.

Don't look at the undead being washed in blood in the Lexington area, but after Lorraine and their occupation of the area, there are still 100,000 fleeing residents who have come to ask for shelter, just to help them consume those terrible things.

Natural jams made from rotten fruits and industrial pigments, canned Issinger and sausages made by throwing dead rats, poultry and even low-class slaves into blenders, soaps made from the undead as a basic ingredient, and much more.

Coupled with the chaos in the factory operation area and the cross-flow of sewage, a bunch of high fines can be issued every month, but it can't stand the high profits of people, and any tattered basic materials can be made into good-looking goods, which has become the most hated existence in the mouths of consumers.

If that's just the case, then forget it, after all, it's all humans who are trapped, but the undead don't know which fool is in charge of arms and materials, so they actually buy it from them, and the result is naturally cheating.

Alexander learned the outcome of the siege from the jailer one after another, and after the undead troops suffered heavy losses and the raiding cavalry suffered heavy losses, he decisively threw in the munitions in his hands, and even the high-ranking undead commanders and elite troops personally manipulated them.

There are as many as 500 cannons, are you afraid!?

The Breton soldiers were terrified, and the air force was ready to destroy the undead artillery positions at all costs, and even Lorraine was ready to escape.

They must have been as desperate as Alexander at that time, except that the city-state general had to be helplessly thrown to the Bretanians by Reinhardt as a vote, and the undead were a little unlucky.

The complacent undead commander ordered the cannon to be fired, but in the next moment, because the quality of the cannon was too poor, as long as the charge exceeded the standard by less than three percent, there was a high chance of exploding, and the undead had no sense of safety at all.

A minute after the artillery positions opened fire, two-thirds of the troops were destroyed by the explosion, and only forty percent of the remaining one-third sent the shells not far from the Brittan soldiers, and the rest of the guys were simply hitting their own men.

What a sad existence, the artillery did not even kill a single enemy, they first destroyed two-thirds of themselves, and then they bombed their own people, if this is a morale unit, I really don't know if that commander will be shot black.

Originally, there was no advantage on the front line, the rear was still making trouble, the high-level combat power could not be consumed by the Bretanians, and the undead collapsed decisively, by the way, there was also the big traitor Reinhardt.

Thinking of this, Alexander wanted to bite the Norman dragon knight to death, and actually sold himself in order to survive, and I heard that he is now the head of the Lexington Undead Security Army......

As the head of the vigilantes, Reinhardt didn't care what a Black Knight general who had betrayed him would think, and he now had to face Lorraine.

"Colonel Reinhardt, I'm glad that there is a clear sense of the situation among the undead."

"Of course, Your Excellency! Everything is the people, Brittania is invincible! ”

"Well, I'd like to ask you, do you have any information about the Undead Lord of Scarpa?"

Reinhardt thought briefly for a moment about the Admiral's question and said, "The Maharaja...... I don't know what to say about him, he hasn't seen a shadow since he came to our world, everything is issued through the subordinates around him. ”

"Didn't see anyone?"

"Yes, not yet."

This is a strange undead leader, according to the practice of the undead legion, such a guy is definitely the most capable of fighting in the legion, and now it seems that he is still the most hidden, it seems that the next action will not be easy.

This was indeed the case, because while Lorraine and Reinhardt were still talking, an urgent piece of information was delivered to the headquarters.

"What did you say!?" Lorraine listened to the messenger's report and looked at each other in disbelief.

"You heard it right, Your Excellency, Scapa's Northern Coalition has surrendered to the undead!"

Is there any mistake that humanity surrenders to the undead?

Are they all impatient?

Who doesn't know, once caught by the undead, in addition to such and such unhealthy ravages, most of them will be turned into undead troops, and those with good physical fitness or brains will also be transformed by alchemy, becoming a terrible and ugly existence.

"What the hell is going on?"

"It is said that it was because of the lack of supplies, and the fact that we did not see the presence of the Brittan army, and thought that we would starve them to death, so we ......"

"What the hell is this!!"

DR In the winter of 1829, the last human forces in the New World succumbed to the banner of the Lilies, and now only the northern Scapa region still has a presence against Josephine. (To be continued.) )