Of course, Yucheng was favored by Leluxiu, and was able to serve as the third person in the pro-guard team in addition to Karen and Fujido, not only because of his seniority and the long time he had been by his side.

It is because this ordinary officer, who is not very capable, has a very good execution ability, although he cannot be expected to provide any good tactics or solutions to problems, but as long as it is ordered by the commander, he can effectively carry it out, and execute it well.

Just like now, although he still didn't understand what was going on, it didn't prevent him from starting to prepare for battle after hearing Fujido's orders.

As I said before, although his tactical ability is extremely poor, he has not learned nothing from training and learning with Fujitang in the past few years, at least some basic things he has learned.

In this way, under the command of Fujido, the entire Lelouch personal guard and the directly subordinate troops brought this time were like a huge precision instrument, operating slowly but extremely smoothly.

It didn't take much time to form the best battle formation behind Karen, who had already adjusted to the best combat state.

Fujido was very satisfied with his masterpiece, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his rigid and strict face.

It's just that his smile didn't last long, because the formation and subordinates he was so proud of were suddenly destroyed without a trace.

The originally solemn appearance of the army suddenly became extremely chaotic, even worse than the peasants recruited from the countryside, and it was simply a militia formed by the herdsmen on the side of the barbarians. The rabble is no longer enough to describe their ugliness.

The heart-rending screams, the unorganized and undisciplined clashes and trampling, and the front that had been torn apart by the enemy's unscrupulous brazenness all made Fujido feel a pang of shame and heartache.

And more importantly, when this qiē happened, Kellius and the others were not even in their field of vision.

If he hadn't known that he wasn't in a dream, he would have even thought that this was what had happened to him when he first saw this force.

Oh, no, even he was in the garrison in the countryside, facing a group of peasants who had barely trained much. I have never had the same absurd feeling as at this time.

However, his soldiers were not to blame. Even he, the actual commander, didn't have much to blame, because even Fujido didn't think of the reasons for this.

Just as they had just finished adjusting their formation, countless necromantic creatures suddenly came from all directions.

If it's usual. Then these well-trained elite soldiers will never panic as they do now. After all, in the perennial wars of the Empire. There is no shortage of examples of warfare in the face of the undead, and Lelouch's personal guards naturally do not lack actual combat experience in this area.

But it's different here, since here. Everyone's defense was on the known enemy, the four groups of men, including Kyleus, and the strange ruin itself.

Coupled with the fact that there was no enemy for a long time, everyone unconsciously relaxed their psychological vigilance.

So in the face of sudden enemies, even if these enemies are not actually terrifying, they still cause unimaginable panic.

Of course, in addition to the unexpected appearance, the number of enemies is also one of the important causes of panic.

"Damn, how could so many undead suddenly appear, I haven't heard that this lich is proficient in the magic of the necromantic faction?!" Karen, looking at the chaotic troops, asked dissatisfiedly, even she knew that this kind of questioning was pointless.

According to the information provided by Lelouch, this lich is an orthodox lich who has been transformed into an orthodox lich through the most formal lich transformation rituals of the lich through guò.

So, unlike most of his fellow citizens who have transformed into lichs with their own magic, he is not very proficient in the magic of the necromantic faction, and it stands to reason that he simply cannot manipulate so many necromantic creatures.

"What's more, he has already been reincarnated in the underworld, even if he is Pennession, the strongest necromantic magician, it is impossible for him to be able to manipulate so many necromancers after he is reincarnated!" Fujido said as he spoke.

"Then what the hell do you think these damn undead are all out of their own hands?!" Karenn asked sarcastically.

"Of course, this is not impossible, after all, you have been here for nearly a thousand years, and there will always be some lucky or unlucky guys who have entered here, although they all end up becoming undead. Fujido said with a rare humor.

It's just that such a cold joke obviously makes people laugh.

"It can't be that we're the unlucky, these undead who deserve to hell have come to trouble us!" Karen, slicing in half an abomination close to her, grumbling as she didn't bother to avoid the green slime that erupted from its massive body.

"It's also possible that other teams are in a similar situation to us, but I think it's more likely that it's not the case. Fujido also slashed a rotting corpse close to him to the ground.

"What's the situation?" asked Karen, confused.

"I think the most plausible explanation for the presence of these undead here should be the work of the enemies we are about to face. Fujido said with a wry smile.

"Tsk, that's the worst!" Karlian smacked her lips, the melancholy look on her face a little thicker.

Regarding Fujido's judgment, Karen did not raise any objections this time.

The abomination that she killed just now is the best theoretical basis for the judgment of the two.

Abomination is one of the stitching monsters, the kind of monsters that are assembled by magicians or other professionals with all sorts of strange techniques, such as the limbs and organs of various creatures, and even mechanical metals.

Because of the special stitching technique required, and the appearance of a creature that looks like a creature made up of fragmented pieces of 'objects' that have been stitched together, it is figuratively called a 'stitch monster'.

As the name suggests, since it is an artificial undead creature that needs to be stitched together to make it, then naturally there needs to be a person who controls it, or a person who makes it.

In other words, there must be a sufficient level of caster in the vicinity.

And now that a group of enemies is approaching, it is also the most correct judgment to link the relationship between the two.

"However, I remember that in the information His Highness gave us, it seems that there is no necromancer of this level......" said with a frown as he cut down a ruined undead vine hall and looked at the endless undead creatures around him. (To be continued......)