The two of them ran along the path, and when they encountered a fork in the road, they tried to choose the direction of the city wall, and they walked in less than two minutes, and the distance from the city wall was already within two hundred meters, and at the same time, the alley also came to an end, and another exit appeared in Francis's sight.

After a few seconds of intent, I noticed that there were still fights and survivors running outside the exit, which proved that there should not be many undead armies in this position. Now that time was pressing, both of them were running out of physical strength, and there was no better choice, so they rushed out of the alley with Bridget Veteran Warrior.

As soon as "hiss" rushed out and subconsciously looked around, Francis gasped.

An army of hundreds of undead is battling the survivors of the fierce resistance of the three regiments, and although there are several high-ranking professionals among the survivors of these three regiments, they are still suppressed and stuck in the building, and they are in danger of dying at any time.

The reason for all this is that a tall man with a one-handed rune sword in each hand, protected by nearly a hundred undead creatures, has a blank face and occasionally sends out an attack similar to magic, acting as a death warrior who is the commander of the undead army.

With these undead creatures commanded by death warriors, the difficulty of killing will instantly increase to several times that of usual, and the fearless and tireless undead creatures themselves are a very powerful army, and even the top level powerhouses will feel great pressure under the cooperation of each other.

When Francis and Bridget appeared, the death warrior also spotted the two, and after discovering that they were just two very tired looking professionals, he waved his hand a little carelessly, and the undead army divided into nearly a hundred people and pressed towards the two.

"Damn, how could you meet these difficult guys!" Francis scolded with some heaviness, raised his eyes to look at the city wall only one hundred and fifty meters away, and found that the main attack direction of the fighting soldiers above the city wall was actually to attack the inner layer.

This phenomenon made the old soldier fall into an ice cave all of a sudden, and it is not difficult to conclude from the surface that there is also a huge army of undead in the inner layer. Otherwise, on the city wall of nearly a thousand meters to the left and right, there are about five or six hundred soldiers fighting, and the main attack should be the thousands of undead near the city wall on the second inner floor.

"Francis, look at what you've done!" the old soldier said to himself as he looked at the undead creatures that had pounced. What he thought was a way to survive now now seems to be nothing more than a self-imposed trap, how can this not make Francis feel remorseful.

Without speaking at all, Brigitte hugged Yang Long without hesitation, turned around and ran towards the alley that he had just come out of, and Francis was not far behind, the two of them only entered the passage that the undead creatures could not get into in just a few seconds.

The quick reaction of the two made the death warrior pay a little more attention, but it didn't seem to be of much interest. Because there were one or two hundred survivors present, and from time to time people appeared and disappeared from other alleys, as long as they did not climb over the city walls, they would be killed by other undead creatures sooner or later.

However, after the death warrior glanced at Bridget casually, he was suddenly stunned for a moment, and the sight of his blue eyes suddenly locked on Yang Long in the girl's arms, and the bright light in his eyes flashed quickly for a few moments.

Wow~

The undead creatures that were chasing and culling the survivors suddenly stopped their actions in unison, and at the same time pounced on the two people who were about to retreat into the alley, completely ignoring the survivors who were already on the verge of despair, even if they unconsciously continued to attack, the undead creatures were cut down several and did not resist.

The corners of Francis's eyes twitched a few times, his face suddenly became very gloomy, his pace increased again, and then he disappeared into the alley, this time he was holding a shield and a sword in the back, and Bridget was running in front of Yang Long.

The formation of these alleys, most of the inner two-story villas and the gaps in the walls between the villas, are only more than two meters high in some places, while in others they are seven or eight meters high. However, what the walls on both sides of the alley have in common is that they are very solid and solid, and Francis had also tried to chisel through the walls before, but he could not succeed with a lot of effort.

Da! Da! Da

As soon as the two of them retreated into the alley, they had run less than fifty meters along the road they had come from, when a dense stampede was heard on the roofs and beams of the buildings on both sides. A humanoid creature also quickly rushed in from the exit direction, which was the same death warrior he had seen before.

"Oh my God, run!" Francis's heart suddenly hung in the air, and it was obvious that the death warrior had already been targeted by the two of them, which made the old soldier who had just fallen into a desperate situation suffer a strong blow in his heart again.

Although Brigitte's vision was blocked by Francis, she could also hear the sound of undead creatures running overhead, and the female warrior who pursed her lips quietly also had a hint of despair in her eyes, but she did not give up and still tried to escape from danger.

Unfortunately, under the command of the death warrior, the undead creatures chasing the two did not give up their actions because the terrain did not allow it, but kept leaning out from the top of the alley, waving their clawed arms, or grabbing downwards, or destroying the wall, trying to attack the two by all means.

Whew!whew

Under the destruction of hundreds of undead troops, Brigitte ran out less than a hundred meters again, and was blocked by the undead creatures who had struggled into the alley in a low and destroyed wall, blocking the way forward and slowly forcing back.

"The front is impassable, can you go back?" Bridget had just exited a safe distance of dozens of meters, and subconsciously asked loudly to look back, and found that Francis was facing away from her, slowly retreating towards this side from the other side of the passage fifty meters away.

The passage in front of the old soldier's shield was covered with frost-like appendages, and every second a little frost mist flew out from the opposite side of Francis, hitting his heavy shield straight ahead, and then splattered into a little frost spot, pushing the old soldier backwards.

"Alas" looked at the old soldier who couldn't support it in a daze, Bridget suddenly sighed deeply, gently put Yang Long on the ground, and took advantage of the undead creatures above her head to completely destroy the wall, and took out her armor to cover her sweetheart's body indiscriminately.

Gently staring at the young man's handsome face for a long time, Bridget leaned down gently, kissed Yang Long on the lips as if saying goodbye, and pressed her face to her sweetheart's cheek, whispering the last love words.

It wasn't until the top of her head approached the undead creature that she reluctantly stood up, took a deep look at the only man she had fallen in love with in her life, took out her two-handed sword, and made a final struggle for her promise in this narrow space.

Whew!whew

After several minutes of destruction by hundreds of undead, the walls of the alley, which were originally several meters high, had become a trench more than two meters high, and the undead creatures did not give their prey any respite, and immediately pounced on Bridget, who had regained her calm.

Phew!

The energy, which resembled the ice elemental but was very different, exploded on Francis's shield, and the powerful repulsion force caused the exhausted old soldier to retreat and stumble several meters away again. And before Francis could gain a foothold, the next spell followed.

"Poof!" Francis spewed out a mouthful of blood with ice chips, once again blocking an enemy attack, and finally fell to his knees no longer holding it up. Looking at Bridget, who was fighting against the undead creatures behind him, and was hit in several places after a while, the old soldier's eyes suddenly sharpened.

"Master's entrustment, how can you give up so much!" Taking a deep breath, Francis inspired the last stunt of the guardian warrior, and his body suddenly burst out with endless strength, and he stood up suddenly, clenched the already potholed shield, and rushed towards the death warrior not far away.

This secret technique allows the Guardian Warrior to have an endless supply of physical strength for a certain period of time, as well as the ability to continue fighting even if the heart is destroyed as long as the head is not severely damaged. However, such a secret technique only lasts for a few minutes, and it will greatly consume the life of the guardian.

In the current situation, Francis couldn't care so much, his body in heavy armor leaned forward slightly, the weight of his whole body was on his left hand holding the shield, and his heavy combat boots trampled on the frost-covered ground, and he quickly rushed towards the death warrior.

For the old soldier's active attack, the death warrior was still expressionless, the blue fluorescence in his eyes dimmed instantly, raised his hand and pointed at Francis, a strong wind that appeared out of thin air, mixed with a large amount of frost, emitted from the fingertips of the death warrior, and rolled head-on towards the guardian warrior who was speeding up.

Because of the secret technique, Francis, whose face instantly aged several years old, was surrounded by a faint whirlwind around his body, which made him constantly affected and reduced his speed in the process of impact, but he could not prevent the rapid shortening of the distance between the two strong men.

This cold wind containing erosive power, on the surface, can only resign Francis's pace slightly, but it invisibly accelerates the erosion of xenogeneous energy, and the old soldier who is in the secret technique has skyrocketed his physical strength, and he doesn't know that his body, under the blowing of this cold wind, began to slowly undergo abnormal changes.

Bang!

Finally, after seven or eight seconds of sprinting, Francis slammed into the death warrior's head like a high-speed truck. The Death Warrior who had been hit by this blow, seemingly completely unresponsive, was pulled backwards by the tremendous force, bounced off the walls on both sides of the passage several times, and slammed into the frost-covered floor.