The torrential rain brought a silent sense of terror to the place. What is this tall outpost afraid of? What are people afraid of in this city-state under the patronage of Loshanda the Radiant Walker?

The answer is: the undead.

Those brave and warlike creatures, they awaken from death again, get up and use all means to destroy the enemies in front of them. At one time, the city-state alliance believed that the walls of Falcon Town would never fall, and that the spirits of the undead would be forever held back from the interior of the Lonely Mountain. But they couldn't have been more wrong, Falcon Town had fallen in less than three days, and its proud fortifications were weakened by the zombie attack.

Since the confident Falcon Town was so neatly attacked by Miss Falcon, how long can their confident outpost be maintained, and how long can it be supported? This question frightened the proud officers of the Lonely Mountain Alliance who held their heads high on weekdays, which is why these proud officers were still at the disposal of the commander Old Luther to set up defenses so late, and they were also afraid that what Luther said would come true, that Miss Falcon led the zombie troops to attack at night.

"Cold rain... The frozen atmosphere, slowly pouring out of the garden with malicious killing intent. It's a terrible night, Falcon... You're not going to be this night, are you? Dick, the commander at the bottom, said worriedly with the 'officer's demeanor' of the past, the man who looked a little thin and gloomy was wearing the military uniform of the Lonely Mountain Army, the blue and white military uniform like a guard of honor, and he and his soldiers were wearing white wigs that stood out, and the lower body was thin legged stockings and some feminine thick-soled high-heeled leather boots.

Even on rainy days, they patrol with great pride, and although the rain makes them look a little funny and embarrassed, they have to admit that this disciplined army has a lot of willfulness. They have been fighting against the country beyond the Lonely Mountain for many years, and because the Lonely Mountain is a place rich in minerals and resources, it has been repeatedly invaded. This army can be said to be the trump card division of the country of lonely mountains, whether it is the will to fight, the level of equipment or the level of training, it is a well-deserved ace army.

"Change the bayonet, our muskets will not work in such weather. And of course, the muskets of the undead will not work either. "Zombie muskets are always the most annoying weapon for humans, and those zombie undead seem to have a special talent for using such firearms. Long-range attacks, powerful offensives, humans have gradually begun to learn to equip such weapons, and Dick's Sixth Legion is such an ace army equipped with muskets.

On rainy days, the Undead Legion can't use firearms, but neither can the people of the Sixth Legion. Dick thought that if he could fight those zombies in a musket battle, he might be able to understand what the Sixth Legion was lacking in. However, the zombies won't let the Sixth Legion train against them, right?

There were quite a few officers like Dick, most of whom were so proud, eager to prove with a real victory that their Sixth Legion was no worse than the zombies in their muskets. This is their self-confidence, and it is also a great trust in the Sixth Legion, to which they belong.

Scared but expectant, this is what the officers of their generation think, hoping to prove the strength of their legion by breaking through the zombie legion of Falcon Town with lightning, but they are also a little afraid of the undead legion that destroyed Falcon Town in three days. They had fought the Falcon guards once or twice, and the old infantry legion was still somewhat powerful and experienced in musket combat. But he died so quickly that even the country of lonely mountains felt incredible.

"Let's get over a night like this... As long as the dawn comes, we can clearly know what the undead want to do. ”

"Huh? Guardsman! Suddenly there was a flash of lightning, and in a brief moment he saw it! An undead army that acts silently and with bloodthirsty excitement in its eyes!

When!?

How can it be so fast!?

How did they come about!?

Three doubts appeared in the bottom of my heart in an instant, and there was no answer! There had been lightning and thunder before, but no one had noticed the undead, and it was as if they had suddenly appeared at the door of the outpost. At the same time, the cacophony of rain was accompanied by the roars of people from other parts of the outpost. The experienced Dick understood in an instant: Outpost No. 2 had been surrounded!

The three outposts are not too far away from each other but not too close, and if they were surrounded on a rainstorm day, they would probably be defeated without even a siren. Without hesitation, Dick rushed to the wall, took out his bayonet, and loaded it on top of his musket, and then ordered his soldiers to stand by. Heavy rain is very bad for the siege, but it is also very bad for the defenders, especially the outposts, which are not ready for rolling stone and wood.

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The falcon pattern on the black banner roared, and the wrapped banner fluttered violently. Shirley pointed at the outpost with the battle flag in hand, there was no language, no orders, and the undead were silent and disciplined to charge, and at this time the humans had just discovered the charge of the zombies.

"Ahh

With a bloodthirsty smile, Miss Zombie put a makeshift ladder on the wall, and since this is an outpost rather than a formal fortification or fortress, and the walls are not too high, the zombies can easily climb the wall and start a massacre of unresponsive human soldiers...

If they weren't up against the elite of the Sixth Legion.

"Enemy attack!" At the first time, although the reaction of the Sixth Legion was panicked, but good training made this unit react at the first time, and these fearless human warriors did not hesitate to wield the bayonets on the muskets with that unique sense of pride to fight to the death against the undead!

They faced a snowy night zombie girl with a delicate appearance like a doll and a beautiful military uniform. These serious, good-looking demons are skilled in combat, some of them are petite and use their bayonets to inflict bloody damage, and the larger ones that follow behind them wield their sabers to cut off the heads of wounded soldiers. The Sixth Legion compared to these zombie girls is the same as the comparison between a professional killing machine and an ordinary militia.

However, the Sixth Legion still retains the minimum combat quality of the elite, and they stubbornly fight against the zombie army on the wall, even if they pay a lot of lives, they are not willing to back down. This choice is the right one to fight to the death with the commander on the front line, and if the zombies occupy the wall and condescendingly carry out the killing, it will undoubtedly be a massacre.

"They can't be allowed to occupy the wall!"

"Fight to the death! Fight to the death! Even the blood that bleeds won't make them take a step closer! ”

"Bayonet team! Reserves are also on! Resist these monsters, you must not retreat half a step! ”

Five to one, and even ten to one casualty figure at one point, but the Sixth Legion miraculously did not collapse, and this fragile formation officially stopped the Undead Legion for the first time...

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