In front of the attic, above the square.

The mercenaries are preparing for battle.

"Young man, why are you a mercenary?" An old man asks a mercenary who looks very immature.

"For the sake of honor, honor will bring me everything!" The young mercenary is full of yearning for the future, and his good life has just begun.

I clenched the spear in my hand, the young mercenary union had already gathered thousands of people outside, and if they broke through the gate, this would be the best battleground.

War, this is war, the young mercenary expects that he will do anything for his honor.

The old man looked into his eyes and shook his head helplessly, "Young man? What did you just say? Honor will bring you everything? All I know is that honor brings me this. The old man patted his leg, his prosthetic leg with limited mobility......

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

There was a faint noise in the attic.

"What's going on in the attic? Where's the sound? ”

The mercenary captain looked behind him suspiciously, and raised his head.

"You two, go see what's going on."

The young mercenary and the old man cautiously walked to the attic. The young mercenary lay down on the keyhole in the door and looked at it, and it was blood-red inside, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"What's the situation?" The old man in the back asked worriedly.

"It's weird, it's only a piece of blood red, and you can't see anything else?"

The young mercenary was a little confused, and he lay on the keyhole to look carefully, but it was still blood-red, and he couldn't see anything else.

The young mercenary's brows were tightly twisted, what the hell was this blood red? Otherwise, I'll just pull it open and take a look.

The young mercenary grabbed the doorknob and slammed it down.

The door opened, and a large horde of zombies gathered there. One of the zombies had his leg severed and was standing there, his eyes facing the keyhole, his blood-red eyes staring at the young mercenary.

"Oh my god, it's a zombie, the undead are coming, ......"

"Hmm......"

Zombies are pouring out.

The young mercenary ran away, "I'm still young, I don't want to die." ”

"Do we middle-aged and elderly people want to die?"

Don't look at the old man's prosthetic leg, he can run faster than the young mercenary.

The young mercenary retreated, taking three steps and two steps, and was finally knocked down by the zombies, and the zombies behind them bypassed the mercenaries and rushed towards the other mercenaries.

"It's not good, it's the undead!"

The mercenaries are stupid, all the fortifications are facing the front door, not only can they not defend the rear, but they will also block their escape routes.

The mercenary captain also panicked, how could there be zombies, still appearing in the rear! This is the undead clan, if you really let it go and kill it in the city, I don't know how many lives will be destroyed.

"All mercenaries, listen up, the undead are the great enemies of all living beings, we can die, but we must not let the undead flow into the city and attack ordinary people. Pick up your weapons, be here, and intercept them. ”

"Kill!"

The mercenaries in the square are stronger and more faithful than those in the attic.

The mercenary captain is the president's confidant, a person who has seen the world, and he has his own rules in the face of great rights and wrongs.

"The elite team comes with me, the undead can't exist alone, there must be a necromancer around here, find him! Just kill the necromancer and we'll win.

Mercenaries can kill zombies, but when they die, they will turn into zombies and pounce on their former comrades.

The mercenary captain watched his comrades die one by one, but he could only continue to persevere, looking for the necromancer.

"Captain, the necromancer is here...... Ah......h

At the door of the attic, a man stood quietly. A huge blood-red name on his head was so conspicuous that it was shocking to see.

It's definitely him, no doubt.

Unlike other necromancers, he was not wearing the traditional black SE magic robe, but a brownish-red robe (trench coat), with bright leather armor covering parts of the area intertwined with his back and lower body, and a wide double-brimmed hat on his head that obscured his face, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

The Mercenary Captain has never seen a human dressed in this way, but players will not be surprised if they do, as it is the standard western cowboy dress other than the color.

"Damn necromancer, take your life!"

The mercenary captain put a magic shield on himself to increase his magic defense.

What kind of magic does this damn necromancer use to attack himself? Corpse blast or bone spur, or bone spear gun?

The necromancer raised his right hand, and it was a short-handled silver weapon. Is he going to chant a spell?

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the mercenary captain's shoulder hurt, and his body instinctively fell on the spot, rolling and hiding behind the cover.

Looking sideways, there was a hole in the sore shoulder.

Not a magic weapon, but a physical attack!

"Captain! Brothers, kill him to avenge the captain! The mercenaries swarmed up.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The sound stopped, and the mercenary captain poked his head out to see the necromancer changing the hidden weapon.

"Everyone, charge! Kill him! ”

The mercenary captain was the first to jump out of cover and dash towards the necromancer.

Countless mercenaries are running, and countless zombies are blocking.

Raids and killings are constantly taking place here.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Every once in a while, the weapon in the necromancer's hand will ring, and each sound will take away most of a mercenary's health and even life.

Charge!

Charge!

Charge!

Charge through enemy attacks!

Everyone had only one idea, to kill this damn necromancer.

There is a line in "Forrest Gump".

"Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know which piece you will eat and you will have diarrhea."

The mercenary captain dodged the attack all the way, slashed the zombies, and the comrades around him fell one after another, and he was still insisting, as long as he persevered, it was a victory!

The distance between him and him is getting closer,

Taking it a step further,

Taking it a step further,

You can get close to him and plunge the sword into his filthy heart.

Near,

closer,

A stone's throw away.

The mercenary captain had already calculated his attack interval.

Now, draw your sword and slay the damned necromancer.

"I can count very well, you can only hold six hidden weapons at a time, and I have heard six loud bangs, die, you idiot."

"You're right, it's true that a revolver can only fit six bullets. But I've got two guns, die, you idiot. ”

Big Red took out another revolver from his waist, raised his hand, raised the gun, aimed, and shot.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

The mercenary captain knocked two bullets flying, and the remaining two hit him.

"Tell me where your chief will be, and I'm going to take my people back."

The mercenary captain smiled, as if he were a child.

It turned out that it was not the undead clan attacking, and his purpose was also those who were kidnapped by the young master.

It's a pity that the president has a famous name, but there is such an unsuccessful son who has caused such a big disaster.

"This matter, I admit that we did it wrong, but want to know the whereabouts of our long, I'm sorry, I won't tell you."

"I don't need you to tell me the answer, I can find it myself."

"Bang! Bang! ”

The big red name ended his life. Leaning down and holding down the head of the Mercenary Guild Leader, chanting a spell.

“The righteous stand before the darkness， and the Maker shall guide their hand! Resurrection my warrior!

(Rise up my warriors, who stand before darkness, the Creator will lead them in their direction!) )”

As the spell ended, the mercenary captain opened his blood-red eyes violently! Bow his noble head to the Great Red Name.