[Necromancer] Dark Throne

Fort Justice, Council Hall

The warm magic lamp on the zenith has a long-lasting light spell attached to it, illuminating the entire hall.

On the long table that can accommodate 15 people, all the leaders of Fort Justice should have gathered here.

An ordinary long arrow and an exquisite badge were quietly placed on the table. This was a short meeting of the people present.

"The emblem is the serial number of Saint Vinn, the ninth-order arrow, and I have checked the military files to confirm." The representative of MI[-] did not waste any time, "The arrows that attacked the tower an hour ago were ordinary low-quality arrows, and there were no such arrows at that time. After passing the logistical inspection, it was rejected and stored in the armory in Nightshade Town."

"The attack method is an extremely difficult one in archery. Killing shooting, only two of the troops on the front line can do it, and I have Wayne." The captain of the bow and arrow troop expressed his opinion, "The main force of the undead is mostly They are death knights, bone dragons, and flesh and blood puppets, and the long-range magic troops, because of the vision problems of the undead, I have not seen the bow and arrow troops."

"The opponent's situation is slightly engraved on the back of the badge. He led the group of young masters from the path of Dragonthorn Mountain to the right side of Fort Justice in Night City, but the hundreds of meters of drop between the cliff and the fortress made it impossible for him to jump off the top. , go directly to the Fort of Justice." The archmage added his opinion.

In the end, everyone looked at the supreme commander present - Roland, the Guide of the Holy Light.

"The Griffin Army is the last trump card in this war, and it is impossible to use them because of them." The man's voice was deep and clear, like the night wind blowing through the treetops.As the youngest of the three heroic knights of the Holy See, his appearance is no different from that of a 20-year-old boy, except for the calmness and temperament between his brows, making it impossible to distinguish the years he has experienced.

But no one will be deceived by his modest and gentle appearance. At the age of 17, this person dared to trespass on the territory of the Suspending Monarch alone, and successfully took away the magic weapon that sealed his father's soul from the palace of the Suspending Monarch. Those who managed to escape.

Only the man continued: "Thirteen days ago, the undead on the front line of Broken Star Abyss suddenly moved, and they tore apart the first line of defense of Beishui River at lightning speed, and the person in charge of the line, General North, fought Death. They controlled his body and soul, and obtained some information. Under the leadership of North, who had been transformed into a death knight, the undead bypassed the line of defense of the Broken Star Abyss, and drove straight to besiege the late stage of repair. Yese Town. And with the front-line undead army attacking back and forth, 40 troops were surrounded by Beishui River and Broken Star Abyss respectively, unable to join together."

"At that time, Wayne led his assault troops to tear open the gap desperately, and merged the Beishuihe troops with the Broken Star Abyss, but he himself was not so lucky. Because the troops merged, after the two armies unified command, they tore the rear gap, and finally in the In the end, they returned to Fort Justice. In this battle, 11 troops died. Fort Justice is also in jeopardy. With the attack speed of the undead, they will break through Fort Justice in less than three days by stepping on the [-]-meter-high pile of bones. Plains, there is no danger to defend."

Everyone present was silent, which was also the scariest thing, and it would take seven days at the earliest for the human reinforcements to arrive.

"And now, we have a chance." Roland said with a calm expression, "Wayne's not dead, that's our chance."

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"Ah!" Wayne sneezed fiercely and touched the thin armor on his body. Out of the hunter's flexibility, Wayne only wore a chain armor with only underwear inside, and now he is at an altitude of 4000 meters. On the high mountain above [-] meters, the current temperature is only seven or eight degrees...Could it be that he has a cold?

Human beings are so troublesome, so troublesome!

"Master Wayne, please stay closer to the fire." Apu handed over bread and water, "If you are sick, you will be in trouble."

"Yes, yes, Teacher Wayne." A young man waved his freshly sharpened longbow, "You said you were going to teach me arcane shooting."

The corner of Wayne's mouth twitched: "Isn't that my spare bow?"

"I'm just helping you maintain it." The young man said decisively, "Only when you are familiar with the use of bows and arrows can you know the details of bows and arrows more accurately. As hunters who rely on precision to win, bows and arrows are our half body. This is what you said personally of."

"...You remember clearly." Wayne rubbed his temples, "Okay, I'm fine. I've sent the news to Fort Justice today, and I'm sure there will be an answer soon."

"I don't think it's that easy." A black-haired boy said suddenly.Immediately, all the young people present looked at him.

After a while, a young man forced a smile and said, "Osolan, don't talk nonsense. It's fine if they don't know we're here. Now as long as they send a griffin troop over, it only takes half an hour. You can escape safely, if Roland refuses to save him, our family will never let it go."

"That's right, I am the first-class prince of Yaga, Osolan, you are the only son of the Marshal of the Empire, and Kaka, he is the grandson of the chief prosecutor..." The teenager wrung his fingers and took the 20-plus people present. The identities of the people are counted, and the more they count, the more confident they are. If they are all planted here, then at least half of the territory in the entire continent will hang a white flag for their young master.

"It's because we have different identities." The black-haired boy looked calm, reached out and grabbed a few ashes by the fire and scattered them in front of him, "Look everyone..."

His fingers first drew two curved lines on the ground, wide on both sides and narrow in the middle, like a gourd.

"This is the Abyss of the Undead, here is the Fort of Justice, and here is the entire human continent." His finger clicked on the wide, narrow, and wide areas in turn, and finally pointed to the narrowest place, "The Fort of Justice is at this pass , is the biggest line of defense for the undead to attack humans. Everyone has seen the situation of the daytime fortress. The city wall can be filled up in six days at most, and the human reinforcements, that is, the southern fortress closest to Fort Justice, will take at least seven days. come over."

"Once the Fort of Justice falls, it is impossible for us humans to fill the fort with corpses like the undead. It will cost millions of lives! So General Roland will not let go of any possible opportunity."

"Then, then we..." Prince Jaga looked pale, "Osoran, I know you are the only son of the Grand Marshal, and you are good at military studies, but you should not play this kind of battlefield deduction... "

"General Roland's biggest possibility is to use us as bait. Our identities have enough influence in the human world, even higher than their entire army. Among us are strong men like Master Wayne, with more than 60 guards They are all high-level professionals, and their fighting power is no less than that of an elite [-]-man brigade. High mountains are easy to defend and difficult to attack. Low-level skeletons can’t come up at all.” Osolan drew the current terrain on the ashes with a few strokes , "Once we draw out the main force of high-level undead, the Griffon Knights will be dispatched directly. As long as they can cause huge damage to high-level undead, those unconscious skeletons will not attack, and Justice Fort will have enough time to persist until Reinforcements are coming..."

"But then we are dead!" Prince Jaga's face was pale now, "My family will not let him go, absolutely not!"

Osolan spread his hands: "Sorry, I just tried to use General Roland's method to understand the current situation. It may not be accurate, but what it will look like after a while, if it is the Griffin Flying Team, then we can go home .If it's a messenger or a messenger bird or something...you know..."

Wayne nodded, thinking that what the kid said made sense, there are so many smart people in human beings.

Soon, a black messenger bird flew to them.

Wayne unfolded the letter in the desperate eyes of the children: "I order: the temporary team of Wayne Casso is stationed in place for rescue, and cannot be transferred. I hope you put the overall situation first, thank you. Roland Strife. Guangming Calendar September 7631, 9."