1908 Panic
âHaha, whatâs the matter?â Fang Heng looked at Miles, who had fallen under his control, from afar. He licked his lips and whispered.
The commander of the Holy Courtâs knights from the advanced game?
âThatâs all. Letâs see if he can last five minutes.â Fang Heng thought to himself.
âWhoosh! Whoosh!â
In the next moment, a dense number of zombie clones rushed towards Miles.
At the back, the Holy honorary knights lost Milesâ command, and for a moment, it was a bit chaotic. Most of the honorary knights saw that their commander, Miles, was trapped and chose to force their way into the zombie team to rescue him.
This way, he would fall into Fang Hengâs trap even more.
The zombie clones were the least afraid of such a strong attack from the honorary knights.
They directly exchanged casualties with the other party.
With a ratio of dozens to one, Fang Heng naturally felt that he had taken a large advantage.
Soon, the honorary knights became more and more chaotic. Some of the team leaders wanted to save Commander Miles, who was trapped, while some of the team leaders felt that they would not be able to break through the blockade of the undead creatures by force. They should think of a way to retreat and regroup before making any plans.
However, by the time they wanted to retreat, it was too late.
A large number of zombie clones surrounded the team from all directions, trapping the entire team in the center.
On the city wall, the knights of the Holy Court, who had been aggressively trying to exterminate the undead, were suddenly surrounded for some reason. They fell into silence once again.
The imperial uncleâs face turned pale.
What was going on?
Why couldnât even the honorary knights of the Holy Court break through the blockade of these zombies?
They were just shouting and killing over there, and now, the entire team had been taken over by the undead.
The imperial uncle was extremely dissatisfied with the Holy Court. âBishop Kotter, can you tell me whatâs going on?â
After waiting for half a day, they had agreed that the reinforcements would be able to defeat the undead in one fell swoop, but now?
Just show him this?
Looking at the situation outside, Kotter was also dumbstruck.
He didnât expect this to happen.
The leader of the Holy Honorary Knights, Miles, who had come from the advanced game world to reinforce them, had rich combat experience and outstanding personal strength. The Holy Court had originally prepared him to be the leader of the second assault legion to invade the interior of the Enkama Empire.
The Holy Court had great expectations for Miles!
How could they be defeated so thoroughly in the blink of an eye?
He didnât see how Miles lost.
âKotter! Iâm asking you a question! Answer my question!â
Bishop Kotter recovered from his shock and quickly explained, âImperial Uncle, the enemy is full of tricks. Commander Miles must have been bewitched by the enemy. We should immediately help him escape.â
The imperial uncle gritted his teeth and looked at his subordinates. âYou didnât hear it? Were they all deaf? I want you to assist in rescuing Commander Miles!â
âWait!â
Just as the soldiers of Jones Kingdom were about to receive the order and go to assist, Commander Anthea and a few of her trusted aides rushed over to the city wall and stopped them.
âCommander Anthea!â
When the imperial uncle saw Anthea, he suppressed the rising anger in his heart and questioned, âThe undead were already on the verge of collapse. You could have destroyed the enemyâs base camp in one fell swoop. Why did you retreat with your men in advance?!â
Anthea glanced at the angry imperial uncle, thinking to herself that he was an idiot.
Destroy the main camp in one fell swoop?
From the looks of it, Fang Heng was the only commander of this group of undead creatures. Where did the base camp come from?
Not to mention now.
Even the knight commander of the Holy Court was trapped by the undead creatures outside.
This foolish imperial uncle still wanted to go out and rescue them?
Should he go out to rescue them or go out to die together?
Anthea said solemnly, âImperial Uncle, our army has been fighting for more than an hour. We are at our limits. We canât continue fighting. Retreating is our last resort.â
âHumph!â The imperial uncle snorted heavily, very dissatisfied. âReally? Why do I sense that the Empireâs warriors still have strength left? Alright, Anthea, the situation is urgent. The knights of the Holy Court are in danger. I order you to go and rescue them immediately!â
Anthea didnât answer. She didnât agree or refuse. She just looked coldly at Bishop Kotter of the Holy Court.
Being stared at by Anthea, Kotter couldnât help but feel a little scared.
âBishop Kotter, I remember that we have reached an agreement with the Holy Court, and the Holy Court will guarantee the safety of our homeland. Why is the Holy Court not only not fulfilling their promise but also asking us to help?â
Seeing that Anthea didnât immediately go out to salvage him and was still dawdling, the anger in the imperial uncleâs heart couldnât help but rise.
Anthea did not care about the imperial uncleâs expression. She stared at Bishop Kotter and asked, âI want to ask, how confident are you that the salvage will succeed? If this rescue fails, we will lose all of our defensive forces. At that time, the three military fortresses will have no other protective measures other than the magicite cannons. How can we ensure that the military fortresses will not fall?â
The imperial uncle was about to get angry, but when he heard Antheaâs words, he immediately calmed down.
That was right!
Right now, the strength of their fortresses was depleted, and their forces had dwindled to just this much.
Now, he was risking everything to launch an attack.
If he successfully rescued the Holy Court knights, it would be acceptable. But if, by any chance, he failedâŠ
Could these three fortresses still be defended?
It didnât seem likely.
If he were to make any mistakes, wouldnât he end up buried along with these three military fortresses?
After realizing this, the imperial uncle immediately fell silent.
He didnât understand what had come over him. Just a moment ago, he was inexplicably driven by a hot-headed impulse, wanting to throw everything into rescuing them.
Upon hearing Antheaâs reminder, he suddenly felt as if someone had doused him with a bucket of cold water, instantly cooling down, with cold sweat breaking out on his back.
No!
He couldnât recklessly charge out for a rescue!
Feeling threatened, the imperial uncle was now fearful. He turned to Bishop Kotter. âKotter! Do you have the ability to break through the Enkama Empire? Do you have the confidence or not?â
âThisâŠâ Bishop Kotter glanced at the outside of the city, feeling quite uneasy.
He was too far from the city wall to see how the battle outside unfolded.
He never expected the leader of the Holy Court knights to be so foolish. He couldnât even vanquish Fang Heng, went deep into the enemy like a madman, and ended up trapped.
âImperial Uncle, the zombie creatures arenât strong, but their methods are strange. The salvage is undoubtedly the best plan. I believe that with the help of the Jones Kingdom, the undead will be defeated in one fell swoop! Once we completely take down the Enkama Empire, half of its territory will belong to you, just as we agreed.â
The imperial uncle, once again swayed by Antheaâs persuasive words, began to sense a bit dizzy. Then, he heard Anthea sneer.
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