After completing all the training, Valen and the mercenaries from the Seven Kingdoms took on a new identity - the Thunder Legion.

Because of his best performance (and willingness to obey orders), Valen was promoted to sergeant squad leader, responsible for commanding a squad of mixed troops.

Although the class of the Thunder Legion is also called a class, it is only a Chinese name, and it is called a squad in the Anglian lingua franca.

After all, the situation of these mercenaries is different from that of the earth, so naturally they can't use the earth's standards.

There are twelve people in each class of the Thunder Legion, including three legal professionals, six melee professionals, and three ranged professionals.

Because the distribution of mercenaries in each class is not even, it is not absolutely guaranteed that the situation of each class is the same when distributed, the most typical is Valen himself, and there are few people in the profession of elemental summoner, so it is naturally impossible to match one in each team.

Valen's class has his elemental summoner, one each of the ice and fire types, the ranged class is a ranger who is good at bows and arrows, and two original legion crossbowmen who have just abandoned their crossbows and turned their guns, and the melee class is four pikemen plus two sword and shield soldiers.

These teams had only been getting acquainted with each other for a week before they were assembled, put on the bus, and transported to No. 3 Lingbao.

Valen rolled over and jumped out of the truck, moving his body as if it had fallen apart while looking at the hideous fortress ahead.

After arranging the beds, Valen and the others followed the garrison officers of Lingbao to the city wall where their squad was responsible.

In order to facilitate each squad to quickly confirm their own defense area, the city wall of Lingbao has been painted with different colored sections, and the second lieutenant in charge of assigning defense pointed to the orange area of the word "C4" painted on the ground of the city wall and said:

"Sergeant Warren, this is the fourth section of the city wall that your squad needs to be responsible for, there are a total of two 12.7mm machine gun towers that can be used here, and it just so happens that your squad has two rifles."

Valen looked at the short section of the defense zone and asked, "I see that the bottom of our defense zone seems to be empty, do we still need to be responsible for it?" There should be defensive weapons there, too, right? ”

"There are indeed defensive weapons there, but you don't have to worry about it, you have only one task, and that is to defend this section of the wall!"

Valen gave a military salute: "Yes!" ”

After the second lieutenant left, Valen could finally study the fifteen-meter section of the wall he would be guarding in the future.

Standing on the wall and looking ahead, it is easy to find that your defense zone can easily attack the opposite section of the wall, and similarly, the opposite wall can easily provide support for itself.

Suddenly, it became clear to Valen why the castle had been built in such a strange way.

"It's a nice design, we should have built our castle like this when we go back"

As he spoke, Valen suddenly remembered that in order to accomplish this goal, it seemed that his family must first be qualified to own a castle......

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In the bathroom inside the walls of the third line of defense in Hell Valley, a person was absentmindedly taking a bath, letting the water from the shower spill on his body, but his eyes glanced at the door from time to time, and when he saw someone walking in, he couldn't help but shout.

"Imam."

The newcomer ran two steps faster, covered the man's mouth, and said viciously, "Hell! Do you want us all to be arrested!?

We have spent so much effort to spit on the doctrine against our will every month, is it just to bury all your words!? ”

The man was frightened and nodded in a trembling voice.

After carefully checking that there was no one around, the newcomer walked to the side and turned on the water, and then whispered to the man.

"Tell me, how's the preparation?"

"According to your request, several of us have already applied for a shift change, and none of them have any suspicions."

The imam nodded, "Very good, so that we will have enough manpower!" ”

"But...... Even if there were people, we wouldn't be able to lift that gate by manpower, would we? Even if we all dedicate ourselves to the Holy Sect and collectively blow ourselves up, I'm afraid we won't be able to damage that gate for half a minute!

I saw with my own eyes the other day, a few of the lichs managed to rush under the walls and attack the gate several times, but they couldn't break the gate until they died, and I didn't even see anyone repair it the next day! ”

The Imam said proudly, "Of course I wouldn't use such a stupid method! There is only one way to open that door - use Huaguo's alchemy technology through the control room, and there is no other way.

So, I've encircled a Huaguo attendant in the control room! He was on duty on the day of our operation, and he would open the gate for us and blow up the controls.

All we need to do is capture the backup controls before the Chinese react. ”

"Backup!? It's the first time I've heard of anything like that. ”

"In fact, if it weren't for the information provided by that Hua partner, I wouldn't have known that there was such a device, which just proves his loyalty to the Holy Sect." "Luckily, because it's a backup device, the guards there are very weak, and if we launch a surprise attack, we can easily take it down!" When the time comes, those Chinese people will never think about closing the city gate again in a short time! ”

"Great! In this way, the army of the Holy Sect can set foot here! Our status will also be greatly improved after the transformation! ”

"Of course! God will not do us a bad fellow! ”

In the Eternal Cult, the death of a person is called metamorphosis, just as a caterpillar transforms into a butterfly.

After becoming an undead, in addition to those noble-born blood nobles, the criterion for measuring the identity and status of an undead is mainly his strength.

This is naturally a good thing for those who have real skills, but there are always some people who are not so talented, and they don't want to become cannon fodder like skeleton soldiers, and they will be called around unconsciously.

In this way, they have only one choice left - to make great contributions during their lifetime, and by virtue of their merits, they will receive gifts from the priest of the church after death, improve their strength, and obtain the title of honorary nobleman to become a quasi-nobleman!

Ever since they took refuge in the Eternal Holy Cult, almost all of these Cultists of the Cursed God are now fighting this idea! Who let them take refuge halfway, how can they be accepted without showing some real materials?