482 This is war

More than ten minutes later, Izu woke up in a jolt, and when he woke up, he saw a side face covered with stubble dangling in front of his eyes.

Before Isu, who was in a trance, could figure out the situation, he heard a happy voice: "Isu, are you awake?" ”

Izuy came to his senses at this point, but he would rather he was still unconscious......

I was actually hugged by a man, a man with a stubble on his face, to the princess!

Twenty-two large characters plus two punctuation, like the circular screensaver of an old-fashioned computer, kept circulating in Isu's mind, and at the same time, there was also a mood called "life without love" in the bottom of Izu's heart continued to ferment until ......

"Huh? Izu, why did you faint again?! ”

Miles shouted, but looking at the undead who had broken through the demon army's defenses, he had to carry Yso on his shoulder with one hand, freeing the other arm, and wielding his greatsword to block the undead's attack.

So, five minutes later, Izu woke up again.

"Vomit...... Put me down. ”

Isu, whose stomach was tumbling, retched as soon as he spoke, and Miles had just knocked down an undead spirit, and when he heard the words, he subconsciously let go of his hand, and Isu's body suddenly tumbled off Miles's shoulder and fell......

Poof, bang!

Seeing Isu, who had fainted again because of his head on the skeleton, Miles sighed and could only carry Azuy up again.

This time, however, Ysu was more dizzy, and it wasn't until Miles and his men retreated to the ground that he woke up and saw the clear blue sky as soon as he opened his eyes, and at the same time, the sound of battle around him was heard in his ears.

Isu turned over, only to find that he was lying on a simple stretcher, and the stretcher was dragged by a lightly injured Silent Blade soldier, looking at the direction of travel, the target should be Snow City, and around Isu, there were many seriously injured soldiers who were also treated in this way, but to Isu's relief, he didn't see the soldier's body.

And a little farther away, the soldiers of the Demon Army and the soldiers of the Silent Blade are forming a loose defensive circle, resisting the attack of the undead, although the number of undead is large, but because of the different speeds, they have been stretched into a regular line in this pursuit battle, and the number of undead who can threaten the defensive circle is actually not much.

At this moment, a violent roar came from a distance, and Isu hurriedly looked up, only to see Miles and Hunter flying upside down from mid-air, their faces pale and pale, and even the armor on their bodies was only scattered fragments, coagulated blood stuck to the lined cotton clothes.

Behind the two, "Dead Rider Slark" is riding a skeletal horse in hot pursuit, and is about to catch up with Miles, who is lagging behind.

"How did this guy chase it out!"

Isu was shocked in his heart, but the hands in his sleeves did not slow down a point because of the shock, and his left hand buckled the [Guardian Ankh], instantly blessed Miles with a set of armor, and blocked Slark's blow again, and when Miles was knocked away again, the [Punishment Thunder] in Ysu's right hand was also charged, and instantly turned into an arm-thick thunderbolt and shot out, but in the blink of an eye, it penetrated the space and came to Slark's body.

Death comes.

In Slark's two lives, he had faced countless threats of death, and he had already developed a certain instinct, even if the speed of this thunder was so fast that it could not even be caught by the naked eye, but the instinct of his body still made him hold the greatsword in front of him.

In the next moment, the thunder hit the giant sword, and the ancient giant sword that had accompanied Slark for hundreds of years instantly turned into more than a dozen fragments, and stabbed into Slark's body with thunder, and Slark didn't even have time to scream before he was wrapped in a ball of thunder.

When the thunder cleared, Slark was long gone, leaving only a handful of ashes scattered in the wind.

And the countless undead seem to have retreated because of the death of the boss, in fact, because of the death of the controller, their souls have been impacted, but in any case, these undead have stopped the attack on the soldiers of the Silent City, and the soldiers of the demon army and the Silent Blade hurriedly took the opportunity to retreat, out of the range of the undead's perception.

"Well done!"

Hunter patted Izu's shoulder, looking like "seniors are optimistic about you", but the bloody scabs on his face made him look a little hideous.

Miles in the distance also crawled out of the pit, spit out a mouthful of blood, but his face was strangely ruddy, he gave a thumbs up to Issu, and laughed loudly: "Ha! Well done, boy! I owe you my life! ”

There was no smile on the face of Ysu, who was praised by the two, and his right hand held a card again, and as dozens of mana crystallized into nothingness, two pale golden rays of light fell from the sky, enveloping Miles and Hunter successively.

Immediately afterwards, Isu changed another card, but this time it was a rain of light floating in the sky, and the rain of light fell, and the wounds on the wounds on their bodies suddenly felt lighter, and the wounds on their bodies stopped bleeding, and the soldiers who were not injured also felt refreshed and recovered a lot of physical strength.

Isu breathed a sigh of relief, when Miles vomited blood just now, he looked like he was back to his light, if he wasn't treated as soon as possible, even if Miles was physically strong, he wouldn't be able to last a few minutes.

And the soldiers who treated the Silent City also made the suffering in his heart a little less.

Yes, torment.

When Isu saw the undead wearing the armor of Silent City in the tide of the undead, he realized that it was not that there were no soldiers sacrificed, but that those sacrificed soldiers did not even leave a complete corpse, so they were the first to transform into undead monarchs, and stood up from the battlefield again and again, waving their weapons at those soldiers who were still fighting.

The living soldiers, in the face of their former comrades, can only destroy their bodies over and over again, until the armor is shattered, until the body gradually crumbles, until their corpses can no longer stand up again.

Without the persuasion of others, Isu himself understood that the sacrifice of these soldiers was inevitable when facing an undead monarch, but when he thought that these soldiers were sacrificed to protect himself, Isu felt an irrepressible guilt and self-blame in his heart.

"This is war, this is war."

Hunter drank a bottle of potion and patted Ysu on the shoulder again, and on the other side, Miles was also dragged back by two soldiers of the Demon Army, and there was no trace of blood on his face, but he was still whispering to comfort Ysu:

"Look at it, the brothers just went to Songgard to report first, if you really want to do something for them, then help them kill a few more undead on the battlefield later."

"I will."

Izu's voice was inaudible, but his tone was more solemn than ever.