Fortress, that's what a lot of Oviadorans have been saying a lot about lately.

None of them thought that the changes in Konoha Town would be so huge that they could even be described as "terrifying". Many people know that Su Hao used to be a member of the servant army of the "Iron Warrior" legion, but they didn't expect that he would now become a real legionnaire. The identities between the two are completely different. The place that was abandoned by itself, which was once a home, is now changing surprisingly every day. There are powerful heavy battle guns, huge and powerful super-heavy vehicles, and teams of legionnaires with loaded guns and heavy power armor. There's even a small airfield built for military airships. Those big ones that looked like short and thick cigars had an amazing carrying capacity, and God knows what was in those holds, and every time they were unloaded, they had to stay in Konoha for a long time. Although the outsiders want to know the secrets, no one can return to the place where they lived.

The town of Konoha has been classified as a military exclusion zone. Anyone who approaches without permission can be shot without warning. This is the biggest difference between the Legionnaires and the Reichswehr. They only believe in the emperor, believe in themselves, and are good at cutting off a potential danger from the sprout.

"A military base doesn't have to be better than this one."

The young man felt empty in his heart, as if he had voluntarily given up some precious object, and now released an alluring light under his nose. But he was never willing to admit that it was a fool's act to leave Konoha Town before, and instead said in a sour tone, "Oviado is a very good city. At the very least, there are schools and hospitals, and Mr. Thoma is very good at management. We are now not short of food, even sweets and fresh vegetables are abundant. These things were unthinkable when I was in Konoha Town before. ”

The mercenary apparently disagreed with this statement: "I said, if you just want to live better, then you might as well go back to the inner realm of the empire." I'm here for the sake of the coins. I haven't been here long and don't know what happened before. But it can be seen that many people in Oviado have come from Konoha Town before. As it stands, it's clear that you're betting on the wrong treasure. As in the fairy tale, he voluntarily left the sturdy stone house and lived in a spacious and warm soft grass hut. But that kind of place can be blown down by a random gust of wind, which is very dangerous. ”

The young man was so stimulated by this last sentence that he instinctively wanted to retort, but in the end he still didn't speak, so he could only turn around and look into the distance with angry glasses, in order to calm the manic fire that had just been aroused in his heart.

On the wilderness shrouded in darkness, there are faint ups and downs. It's like a few tiny black dots on the thick ink landscape picture. Although the amplitude is small, it is captured by young people with excellent eyesight. He frowned and looked at it for a moment, pointed in the direction he was observing, and asked, "Something seems to be moving over there." ”

This statement did not cause much reaction from the mercenaries. Still lazily leaning behind the machine gun, he took a sip of liquor and said vaguely, "You must have read it wrong." It's so dark, and there's no light, what can you see? ”

The depths of darkness arched again, and the young man was sure that there was nothing wrong with his glasses. He stood up straight suddenly, staring in that direction with bated breath for nearly half a minute, before he turned around and let out a hoarse cry as if he had seen a ghost.

"There are enemies, a lot! They're just out there! It's right outside! ”

A roaring scream caught the attention of the sentry on another nearby guard tower. A powerful searchlight turned in the direction the young man had pointed out. Under the light of the thick pillar of snow, people saw a large group of dense corpses. They were hugging each other, like a herd of brainless animals being driven, slowly moving forward on the ground, moving towards the tall walls of Oviado.

The corpse is a slow-moving creature. Especially for the most elementary groups, even in barrier-free conditions, the maximum speed is about seven or eight kilometers per hour. This creature also evolves, but the number of Agile types has always been low. Under the intense light, these undead creatures could be seen staring blankly at the sky and city walls, covered in filthy mud and dark stains, and it was impossible to count how many there were.

The shrill sirens instantly resounded over the entire city of Oviado.

Looking at the faces of the corpses that were extremely stiff, their expressions frozen, and full of terrifying death-white faces that were approaching from a distance, the mercenary suddenly felt that the muscles on his face were blown alive by the cold wind, and he could no longer laugh. The glow of the searchlight was so pale and dazzling, and the light on the top of the guard tower where he was was also turned in this direction. The mercenary felt that his breath had almost stopped, and there was no more thought in his mind except for a cold fear.

He began to think that the young man had said that the dark creatures, spiders, ants, were not just imaginary images in his head, and they could be true.

They're coming, right outside.

"Bang--"

The dull and gruff sound of gunfire rang out suddenly, mixed with the sirens wafting over the city of Oviado, and quickly spread through the empty wilderness, causing a series of more far-reaching echoes.

Shoot, it's time to shoot all the damn dark bastards out there. As soon as he heard the gunshot, the mercenary immediately reacted, leaned forward suddenly, hurriedly grabbed the handle of the crane gun, opened the safety with his fingers, and aimed the muzzle of the gun at the firing boundary outside the city wall in the distance, regardless of the frantically pouring bullets.

It seems a little late to shoot now, but the mercenaries can no longer make up for what they have done before. Regardless, the dark creatures were still out and not in. This distance should be safe. We have protection, we have guns in our hands, we ...... There should be no problem.

In the dark of night, the long flames from the muzzles of the heavy machine guns were so striking that there was no way to hide them. Almost at the same time, all of Oviado's guard towers opened fire on the outside of the city. Although the mercenaries guarding the city were only civilian forces, their combat experience was no less than that of the Imperial army. Many of them reacted quickly, and even when they were unaimed, they shot quite well. Under the guidance of the searchlight, the corpses who walked in the front were shot one after another and were beaten to the ground. The lethal warhead smashed many corpses in two from the middle of their bodies, and some unlucky guys had their heads completely blown to shreds. However, compared to the truly dead, completely incapacitated corpses, these slow-moving hordes of terrifying creatures have little to lose, constantly closing the distance between them and the city walls.

"Whoosh--"

The mercenary man, who was operating the heavy machine gun, could clearly hear something unusual in the air. It's very dense, and the sound of piercing the air is so close that it makes your scalp tingle. Just as the mercenary was trying to see clearly, he suddenly heard a scream from another guard tower next to him. He looked in the direction of the sound, and saw that the searchlight set up at the top of the tower was broken, and two long arrows were stuck in the large concave light holder. The guardian responsible for manipulating the searchlight leaned back against the wall. His left eye was pierced by an arrow, and the force was so great that it directly nailed the whole person to the wall alive, and he died on the spot.

"Danger, we need to find a more hidden place to deal with these dark monsters."

The mercenary's heart was filled with great fear, and he had completely forgotten what he had said a few minutes earlier. He was indeed barely a warrior, but the only battles he actually participated in were to follow the veterans to hunt some corpses and two dark warriors on the edge of the gray area. This kind of record can indeed be used in front of recruits, and it can also be used as a capital to show off yourself. Indeed, slow-moving corpses are not difficult to deal with, as long as they are aimed at accurately, they are actually similar to, or much easier than, the skeet shooting in a sporting event. Dealing with the Dark Warrior is tricky. However, there were a lot of people on that mission, and he was one of them, concentrating his firepower and shooting indiscriminately, not to mention just two dark warriors, even if it was a higher-level dark knight, he could still be killed on the spot.

The young man was right, dark creatures are not as simple as they seem. Especially when they attack in groups, the guns in their hands lose their due power.

No one answered, and the mercenary thought that the young man next to him was the same as himself, and he was also frightened by the dense corpses outside. The heavy machine gun's chain quickly emptied, and there was a dull "click" sound in the bolt. It is difficult for the mercenaries to be dissatisfied with this state of affairs, the young man is his assistant, and his task is to be responsible for replenishing ammunition. Thinking of this, the mercenary instinctively turned around and shouted at where the young man was.

"Hey! What are you doing over there? Didn't you see that the ammunition was ......?"

The fierce and fast-paced words came to an abrupt halt in the middle of the conversation. The mercenary saw that the young man had been shot through the chest alive by two long arrows, and one had pierced his throat. The young man's body slumped backwards, slumped to the ground against the narrow walls of the security tower. His eyes were wide open and his mouth wide open, as if he wanted to warn himself, but he couldn't say a word the whole time.

Who says dark creatures are stupid primitive? While these bows and arrows were indeed inferior to machine guns, they were accurate, fierce, and powerful.

Bow and arrow, bow and arrow, bow and arrow...... The ranged weapons they can rely on are only bows and arrows.

The fear in the mercenary's mind was instantly overwhelmed with anger. Ignoring his bows, he crawled to the ammunition box, grabbed a chain of bullets and stuffed it into the machine gun. At this moment, the thought of revenge filled every corner of his body. It's not that there is no fear, it's that the fear consciousness has been replaced by a stronger anger. He wanted to kill more corpses and kill all the dark creatures that were attacking the city.

More bows and arrows were hurled in the dark distance, apparently mixed with something else. As soon as the mercenary loaded the chain, he noticed a heavy throwing gun that was being hurled in this direction from the searchlight curtain that was shooting diagonally from the left front. It was the first time for the mercenaries to see this kind of thing, and they didn't have much clear understanding of the power and effect of the throwing gun. He didn't dodge, and he didn't have time to dodge. Until the heavy throwing gun exploded at the oblique position of the machine gun tower base of the alert tower, the entire tower lost its support and became crooked, the heavy gun mount fell off from its original position, and the mercenary himself was dragged by this irresistible force, and began to fall and fall towards the ground, he no longer had the previous fanatical and strong killing intent, but was ruled by the sense of survival and fear.

Heavy throwing guns destroyed the upper part of the guard tower, the position where it was blown up was not very high, the tower body was not completely broken, and the mercenaries who fell to the ground through the central gap were not killed. He was still alive, just aching and numb. He struggled to get up from the pile of rubble and rubble, and stared blankly at the heavy machine gun that had been broken and bent more than ten meters away, and had been turned into scrap metal, as if he had not yet understood what was happening in front of him. Hot blood ran down his forehead and cheeks, soaking through his clothes, sticky, slippery and uncomfortable. He felt that his left arm was too weak to lift, perhaps broken.

The mercenary suddenly remembered what the young man had said earlier.

Konoha Town, military base, fortress.

Oviado, the city of happiness, sweets and fresh vegetables.

Just a few minutes ago, they were talking about this.

Now that I think about it, what's the point?

Just when the mercenary's mind was in chaos, an earth-shattering explosion was heard again in the direction of the city wall in the distance. The intensity is so high that it is no less than the roar of the heavy artillery of the Human Empire with a caliber of more than 400 mm. Yes, even with heavy siege mortars, I'm afraid it's nothing more than that. Countless scattered rocks splashed all over the sky, and when they fell, there was a dense sound of "clanging". Firelight, smoke, thick gunsmoke, just in the middle of all these things that represent war and death, a huge strip of objects more than ten meters high is arching.

It was a huge ant. The mercenary swore that he had never seen such a terrifying giant insect in his life. No, that can't be described as a simple insect. The head that shook in the firelight was so hideous, and a human corpse was crossed on a huge palate. It appeared hungry and shredded the whole corpse, then stuffed it into its mouth and chewed it vigorously. The body of the deceased was squeezed on the spot, and soft internal organs flowed out of the abdomen. Blood, bodily fluids, and all sorts of broken internal organs flowed from the giant ant's mouth and fell among the crowd of corpses that surrounded them, sparking a new scramble.

"Antdemon."

The mercenary instinctively had this unfamiliar word in his head.

He remembered that he had heard it from the young man's mouth.

Now, the young man is dead.

……

Count Watson sent his strongest lineup: a total of 346 Dark Knights and more than 19,000 Dark Warriors. These are just combat units. According to the division of labor in the dark world for different creatures, Count Watson's army also includes one hundred and four spider demons and two hundred and seventy-two ant demons. These huge and incredibly large mutant monsters are very difficult to cultivate, and it also takes a lot of money to make them obey. Their strength far exceeds that of any known dark creature, and their heavy armor at the head and shoulders makes them heavy weapons similar to ancient battering rams. In order to cooperate with the battle, Count Watson also brought out two small werewolf tribes that were vassal to him. Heavy throwing spears are the kind of things that only werewolves can use. These wolf-headed guys are simply stupid. Despite swearing allegiance to Count Watson, they refused to hand over any manufacturing techniques for heavy throwing guns. According to the werewolf, if you do this, you will be cursed by your ancestors forever, and you will not be able to find peace even if you die.

After all, Watson is a dark earl, and neither the financial resources nor the amount of materials can be compared to a wild dark knight like Las Messes. The specific operational command is under the responsibility of eleven dark knights. Watson stood on a hill not far from the city of Oviado, watching from afar as the corpse army attacked and the archers of the Dark Warriors suppressed fire in the direction of the city.

Bows and arrows weren't enough, Watson also had a large number of warriors skilled in firearms. Despite being a single shot, the power and range far exceed that of similar human-made firearms. Its caliber is so thick and powerful that it is simply a hand-fired light artillery.

Looking at the city of Oviado, where flames had risen in the distance, a trace of fierce ferocity appeared on Earl Watson's handsome and pale face. It glanced at a maid who had been with him, that is, he had just bought it with a lot of money a few days ago, and laughed with a smile of strong satisfaction in his pride.

"On my orders, the humans in this city must be captured alive as much as possible. Lao Tzu doesn't need corpses, only the living can sell them for a price. ”

"Sue the attacking troops in front of you, if you want to eat meat, choose the old and ugly kind to attack. Women, especially the young and beautiful ones, as well as children, if anyone dares to kill one, Lao Tzu will peel off its scalp and let it soak in the mud pit, so that it can taste the feeling of being bitten by bloodsucking insects and itching to death. ”

"Also, try to collect as much valuable items as possible. Have the vanguard limit the movement of the corpses that have entered the city. Those stupid creatures don't have brains, and a random piece of stinky meat can attract them. If Lao Tzu's goods were lost because of them, I would, I would...... Hell, you know what I'm trying to say, do it right now. "If you want a corpse, only a living person can sell it for a good price."

"Sue the attacking troops in front of you, if you want to eat meat, choose the old and ugly kind to attack. Women, especially the young and beautiful ones, as well as children, if anyone dares to kill one, Lao Tzu will peel off its scalp and let it soak in the mud pit, so that it can taste the feeling of being bitten by bloodsucking insects and itching to death. ”

"Also, try to collect as much valuable items as possible. Have the vanguard limit the movement of the corpses that have entered the city. Those stupid creatures don't have brains, and a random piece of stinky meat can attract them. If Lao Tzu's goods were lost because of them, I would, I would...... Hell, you know what I'm trying to say, do it right now. ”