The bells were ringing in all parts of the city, the alarm of the invasion, and the whole of the lower city was in a panic, and civilians began to pour into shelters everywhere.

Still swimming against the tide of the crowd were the warriors who went to the city walls to support. Most of them are escorts who have received dispatches, and some of them have not received orders, and some of them have not received orders, and they have already realized their death after witnessing the surging tide of the abyssal army.

If the defense line of the city wall is rushed across by this momentum, then the entire lower city will have no time to take refuge, and there will be countless casualties! Even the Upper City did not have enough time to organize a defensive line, and if the Upper City Fortress was breached, the entire Cologne Fort would be finished.

Knowing that the first wave would inevitably be crushed cannon fodder, some people were so scared that their swords could not be held steadily, and they could survive by escaping into the fortress of Shangcheng, but they still went up to the city wall for reinforcements.

Some of them were guards from commoners, some were knights from low-ranking nobles, and some were young sons from large families, but here, they were all warriors.

"Fellow comrades! This is where we died! Now is the time to be afraid! Go cowardly! But then hold your swords and draw your bows! In any case, please die here! Cologne Fort is the last fortress in the wasteland! The fortress that does not fall! So today, I will fight and die here for her! And me! Death with you! ”

These may be the last words of this high-ranking officer of the National Order in his life, in the face of the abyss army of unimaginable scale, the warriors who now walk on the city walls, there will be no one to survive.

But the longer they held back, the more refugees the Upper Fortress could take, and the stronger the guards became.

"Bed crossbow shooting!" "Crystal Cannon fired!" "Marksman throw!" "Knock them off the walls!"

Screams and roars rang out at the top of the city, and from the first second of engagement, the battle was in full swing.

There were also some guards in the city who were responsible for policing and organizing evacuations, but they quickly got into trouble.

The plague had already spread to every corner of the city, and under the whirlpool of the abyss, the dying infected miasma quickly began to disease, transforming into one ghoul after another, roaring and rushing into the crowd. And the corpses that were infected to death before have also dug up their own graves and become one of the undead.

These infected monsters caused great chaos, and the originally orderly evacuation team was suddenly torn apart, resulting in great casualties, and it would not be long before these new infected people would also stand up again and become accomplices of the Abyss army.

"Those with holy water will form a formation with me! Others protect civilians and evacuate! "The temporary commander of the Guardian here is a midshipman of the Order of Sayya, and although he did not receive the title of knight, he also came from a noble family. In the midst of the chaos, he organized a commandless convoy and then protected the civilians and evacuated to the upper city.

"Remember! Be sure to cut off your head! Before attacking, the midshipman ordered.

Initially, their attacks had good results, but soon the holy water was depleted. Soon it was a bitter battle.

"Hold the formation! Watch your step! Don't be pounced! ”

However, the guards around him still died one after another, and there were no fewer undead people who surrounded them. Just as he was about to fall into a desperate situation, he heard the sound of battle on the periphery.

"The people inside are steady! We're here to save you! A middle-aged man shouted loudly, leading about thirty people to kill from the outside, each sword shining with the brilliance of holy light.

"Thanks! Fellows! The midshipman shouted, then cheered up his few remaining men, "Help is coming!" Hold on! ”

After the two parties converged, they quickly strangled the undead.

Unexpectedly, on the opposite side was a team of guards led by a white-shirted knight of the National Knights, which made the noble boy a little embarrassed, after all, not long ago, the two parties stripped naked and fought to the flesh.

"Why do I look a little familiar with you, kid?" The white-shirted knight said, tugging at his beard.

"Uh, how can it be," the aristocratic young man smiled dryly, covering his family crest secretly, "I'm still a trainee who just came out of the training camp!" ”

"Forget it." The white-shirted knight didn't think much about it, and patted the shoulder armor of the noble boy, "You kid is not bad, you are quite bold, what about your superior?" ”

"Separated, I just happened to meet a group of retreating civilians and the guards protecting them, they lost their commander, so I led them temporarily." The aristocratic boy said helplessly.

"There's no way, it's too chaotic to go downtown, and the team I'm following doesn't know where to go." The white-shirted knight sighed, "However, it's not bad, anyway, everywhere is to resist the invasion of the abyss." ”

"That's what you said." The aristocratic boy smiled, and then said, "Our brigade is in front, let's keep up as soon as possible." ”

The two gangs worked together as a team, quickly chasing after the civilian team.

The civilian team didn't go very fast, so from time to time they were entangled by the sudden appearance of ghouls, and although they had the help of a new force, the little holy water was soon left, and the battle began to become difficult.

"Click!" The aristocratic boy slashed with a sword, and the ghoul in front of him cut off half of his head, but the long sword without the protection of the Holy Light was directly stuck in the skull.

"Damn it!" Seeing the ghouls on the other side pounce, he couldn't do anything.

"Boy! How did you learn how to swing your sword! The white-shirted knight next to him noticed his danger and hurriedly rescued him.

"Thank you, thank you......" The aristocratic young man gasped, pulled out his long sword vigorously, looked at the gap above, and exhaled a little helplessly.

"Without holy water, it is difficult to break the heads of the undead......" said the noble boy.

"Here you go." The white-shirted knight threw a holy water to him.

"Thank you...... How many more do you have? The aristocratic boy asked as he used holy water for the spare sword.

"The last one." The white-shirted knight said with a wry smile.

The aristocratic young man was stunned for a moment, looked at him, and then looked at the holy water in his hand, "That'...... What do you do yourself? ”

"Lao Tzu is a formal knight, even if there is no holy water, it is the same!" The white-shirted knight tapped on his breastplate and said.

"......" The aristocratic young man was in a somewhat complicated mood, and after a while, he said, "I will work harder!" ”

Just then, a larger group of undead suddenly appeared on the street corner, and then ran and surrounded them.

The white-shirted knight looked at the guards around him, there was not much left of the long sword that still shone with holy light, with their fighting qualities, it would be difficult to survive facing a ghoul of this size without holy water.

Thinking of this, the white-shirted knight couldn't help but show a sad look.

"Colleagues, our holy water has been depleted, and the only thing we can rely on next is our own body." The white-shirted knight said, "Don't die! ”

"Knight, please give the order! We are not afraid of death! "As long as we can send our family to Uptown, it doesn't matter if we die!" The guards said one after another.

The white-shirted knights looked over one by one and suddenly laughed, "Don't call me Lord, we are brothers!" ”

The aristocratic boy also said: "That's right, we are all brothers!" ”