In the town of Loristed, under the southeastern city walls, the resistance continues.

"Order, all the wounded stay behind! The rest, withdraw! Seeing that the fire had formed a wall and caused a good obstacle to the enemy, Irelis immediately gave the order to retreat. But this order sounds extremely terrifying.

Usually the commander's order was "Let the wounded withdraw first!" "Now why is there a sudden "let the wounded break the back!" ”？ Isn't this a clear intention to let these guys be used as cannon fodder to send them to death?!

However, to the heralds and adjutants present, this order seemed to have heard a normal order, and began to order it without any hesitation. The upper echelons of the army ordered the execution, and the only people who were dissatisfied were these wounded who had been brutally abandoned.

"Why?! I only had minor scrapes! Why should I stay! A middle-aged Nord soldier shouted as he stared fiercely at the officer in front of him. Captain! Let me retreat! I'm not infected with that damn toxin! ”

They all understand, they all know what these injuries mean. Some of these soldiers witnessed the commander of the southeast city wall, and it was because he was lucky that he did not give those casualties a decisive decision, so he led to the loss of the southeast city wall! Even a strong fortress can be breached from within! Therefore, Ireles's urging order did not cause a riot among the soldiers, and the tone of the wounded was full of unwillingness to live and the eyes of those who looked at them were full of vigilance and uneasiness......

"Give up...... Old Thor...... Your wounds have turned black. Looking at the back of the last warlord leaving, the captain pressed the shoulder of the middle-aged soldier in front of him and said, "I know you don't want to be a deserter......

"But what else can we do?! The souls of the Nords who died in battle can be honored by Sorenga, but what about us? It's here to fight and die and then be assimilated into the undead! That's the undead! Desecrated souls will not be accepted by Sorenga! "The mentality of this Nord warrior has apparently exploded and turned into an undead...... This is really the most terrifying thing for a Nord warrior, there is no one!

"No...... Old Thor, we have one last solution......" The officer slowly raised his blackened left arm, which was holding a jar of ordinary oil in his left hand.

The "pop ......" oil tank was gently tapped on the top of his head by the warrior, and the crushed clay slag, fire oil, mixed with blood, slowly flowed down his forehead.

"We have one last option...... Old Thor...... I've heard those mages say that anything that has to do with the undead is afraid of fire...... Now only flame can wash the toxins from our blood...... It's the only way we can prevent us from turning into undead......" As he spoke, the squad leader pounced on a group of undead warriors who had just bypassed the wall of fire in front of him, holding a torch in his right hand. Halfway through, his body burst into flames. Nourished by the oil, the human subcutaneous grease becomes the best fuel for this flame.

"Team ......" Old Thor's hand that he wanted to stop stopped in mid-air, and just watched his captain rush into the pile of undead warriors not far away with blazing flames and hugged one of them......

Blue Palace.

Efsis looked at the fire man in front of him, his face full of unhappiness: "I hate these Nord barbarians, and I hate that damn Sorenga even more!" ”

As soon as Evsis's words fell, in the battlefield in the glass ball, she saw another "fire man" roaring and rushing towards her undead warrior. At this moment, Efcis's face turned even darker: "Kill directly, as long as these guys don't obey our drive, kill them directly!" ”

The actions of the captain and old Thor clearly gave the desperate warriors who had been left behind the last bit of hope...... One last bit of hope about death. Legend...... The Nords who died in honor of the battle can enter the holy land of Sorenga, and legend has it that some of these recognized Nords will also enter Valhalla and enjoy the glory of eternal life after death......

"Laicas, how's your situation going over there?" By the time Irelis arrived at the final demarcated position, Laikas had just arrived.

"My lord, we have blocked their attack with the fire oil, and we expect them all to come from this direction in the next time......," Laikas said truthfully.

"Good!" The Northwest Wall had not been lost, arguably the best news Ireles had heard so far, so that they could completely avoid the embarrassment of being attacked on their backs. It would be good to concentrate on dealing with the enemy in the opposite direction of the current position.

After patting Laikas on the shoulder in encouragement, the dark elf turned around again and began to command: "Everyone, load the crossbow magazine!" Until all the bolts are used up! And the Warlords! Picket all the personnel, and cut down all the wounded and mixed up! ”

In fact, the wall of fire under the southeast city wall did not stop these undead warriors for long, and before the retreating warriors had time to rest, they saw that figures had appeared in the distance.

"My lord! It's our people! They are withdrawing! A wood elf with good eyesight noticed the visitor's makeup and shouted at Irelas.

"Those guys are back...... Irelais clenched his hands into fists and opened them easily. His eyes were full of helplessness. "They've been poisoned by the undead, and now they're all undead! It's just those guys lying to you at this time! Don't be fooled by them! Remember my command, no matter what it is, as soon as it enters the attack range of the ballista, give me an attack immediately! ”

Not everyone made the same decision as the captain and old Thor to charge forward with fire and Nord glory. On the battlefield, as it is, there will be people who choose to fall on the way to charge with the glory of iron and fire, and of course, there will be people who choose cowardice and reluctance to flee for their lives. Especially these cannon fodder, after knowing that they have become cannon fodder, they are not greedy for life and fear of death, but there are a few who escape.

"Ten paces away!"

"Five steps!"

"Three...... Two...... One...... Ballista launches! ”

With an order, in the frightened eyes of the wounded who retreated, the crossbow machine that was waiting in front of him was launched brazenly, and in an instant, several crossbow arrows shot him through and nailed the few soldiers who fled behind him to the ground.

"Tsk...... This dark elf woman is really ruthless......" Blue Palace, Evosis's tone was very teasing. But her complexion was even more ugly. From her place, she could just see the death of the group of Snow Collar warriors who were impacting in front, what kind of weapon was that? How can you shoot so many powerful crossbow arrows in an instant?!