Eight thousand people, all elite knights who are not good at infantry warfare, can withstand tens of thousands of undead legions with a city wall of more than six meters high?

This is not a problem, but a task, a task of level-level difficulty.

Wang Xiaofeng recruited several captains of the cavalry brigade and kept instructing them how to use [Sweep Thousand Army] to cooperate with [Magic] to prevent the enemy from climbing the city wall. Magic is a state skill, and has a certain chance to retreat and deter the target of attack. Cooperating with sweeping Thousand Army to continuously cross firepower, it is the only advantage of the knights defending the city.

So far, the legion of 20,000 knights in the city did not know what they were about to face, nor did they know the difference between dispatching outside the city and the defense inside the city. What's more, the one they were going to fight to the death was the beautiful and legendary Duke of Rose.

Is this so-called envoy of light coming to cheat people? It is impossible. Since there is the rose token of Lord Duke, it must be a decision made by the wise Lord Duke.

What a comrade is worried about now is not how to resist the undead tide with eight thousand people, but how can they calmly face the terrifying undead army, and how can they stop Duke Rose from making these people turn against the battlefield at the command.

If that is true, then there is no need to defend this city. I might as well just enter the teleportation array and return to Yufeng City. Wang Xiaofeng's eyes lit up. Teleportation array? Sure enough, there is no way out...

"Old sir, can you see where the undead army is?" "I can't see, but I can sense the breath of darkness. The undead army is only seven thousand meters away from us."

Seven thousand meters? Wang Xiaofeng remembers that he had studied in high school. The farthest distance of sight for ordinary people should be four thousand meters. With the movement speed of the undead tide, in those three or four minutes, you should be able to see the rolling black clouds on the top of the city.

Wang Xiaofeng pondered, turned his head and asked the old man with his hands behind his back, "Is there any way to let my voice be heard by the whole city?" "The simple use of space magic is not troublesome." "Can I make my voice sound more, more... how to say it." "More charming?"

Charming? A comrade was in a mess. It seemed that this old guy had been doing such incidents for Duke Rose. "Uh, he is more masculine." "Masculine?" Garfield couldn't help frowning, not knowing how to process a comrade's voice.

"I can adjust the frequency of the fluctuation of your voice in the air, so that your voice is gentle, rapid, soft and low." The space magician stroked his white beard and then pondered, "But make your voice more masculine... it's not easy."

Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel messy. His voice was normal, why was it not easy! Why was it no longer a manly spirit!

The old man seemed to see Wang Xiaofeng's embarrassment, shook his head and smiled, and explained: "I have a lot of research on the voice. Your voice is clear and moist, gentle and gentle, and it has a good appeal. In fact, there is no need to modify it too much. It is not beautiful to add anything but too much."

"The old man is indeed knowledgeable and knowledgeable. His magical attainments are so extraordinary. I didn't expect that he would study it in the same way." Mr. Wang was very relieved and had the urge to pull the old man to express his heart. He was praised for his accurate judgment for the old man, and he felt that Boya met Ziqi.

"Just like you have nothing to do on weekdays, sound is the path." Magic civilization has developed for tens of thousands of years, and there are many magicians who study sound. "The four elements of wind, fire, water and soil constitute this world, and these most basic elements are the final return of magic."

Wang Xiaofeng nodded and said yes, it doesn't matter if you understand or don't understand. In front of such an elderly person who has lived for countless years, he usually has a few favorable points.

bite!

System prompt: The space mage Garfield has increased his favorability to you by ten points, and the current relationship is: friendly.

This is the art of playing games.

The sound of horse hooves coming in a hurry, rapid and monotonous. It can be seen in the moonlight that this is not a large-scale cavalry invasion, but Norton riding horses.

"Hurry open the city gate! There is an emergency military information to report! I am the priest of the priest of the Yufeng Church of the Holy See of Light! There is an emergency military information! There is an emergency military information to open the city gate!"

Several captains on the city tower looked at each other and looked at the two figures who were discussing the hottest figures. Wang Xiaofeng continued to listen carefully. When the old man talked about his beloved magic, he swept away the coldness he had before and spoke endlessly.

"The core of space movement is not about breaking, but about marking and integration. Weight and distance will not become a burden, and what is burdened is volume and horizontal cutting area."

Wang Xiaofeng had long noticed Norton's figure. Without hesitation, the old man next to him reached out and moved the people and horses below. Three meters above the city wall, there were no guards beside him, and it would not seem crowded if he set up a tall horse.

"Master!" The straightforward knight exclaimed and rushed to Wang Xiaofeng to kneel down on one knee, "Norton thought... Goddess bless!"

"The Apocalypse is blessed by the goddess of light, so I will be fine," Wang Xiaofeng also sighed a lot and helped Norton up, "It was this old gentleman who saved me." "Thank you for saving my master. Norton is grateful and cannot repay me."

"Small thing," Garfield waved casually and continued to say to Wang Xiaofeng: "A knight with a mount is already the limit of casting spells. Space is not without limitations. If you carefully feel the elements around you, you should be able to feel a hidden rhythm. The composition of space elements is very complex, belonging to complex elements, invisible but always exists."

Wang Xiaofeng listened again. Although he couldn't understand what the words meant, he had reached twenty... and had a positive impression of him. The art of listening lies in response and concentration, and he had to make a few murmurs and questions from time to time to indicate that his brain was constantly thinking.

Norton stood aside with a solemn look on his face and took back the mount. Although he didn't understand what the old man was nagging, judging from his master's reaction, the two were having a profound magical exchange. He was just a reckless man, and it was reasonable that he couldn't understand.

Norton's arrival shows that the undead army is not far away. While listening to the old man's words, Wang Xiaofeng was thinking about how to deal with the Duke of Rose's offensive later. All he could rely on now was the identity of the old man next to him who could teleport in space and his special envoy of light.

roar!

It seemed that the ancient ferocious beasts were roaring rapidly, with endless sounds and amazing momentum. This was the neat steps of the military formation as it ran.

The nearly 200,000 troops of the Undead Legion seem to be in a pace, without relying on drums and horns, they have special command methods.

There was a little riot on the city wall. Although they didn't know why the sound was, they had this instinctive uneasiness and could feel an unusual meaning in this thunderous thunder.

Wang Xiaofeng looked out at the distance, and under the traces of the distant mountains, a thick ink splashed out, gradually darkening the edge of the earth. It was like a shadow left by dark clouds covering the moon on the ground, but just looking up at the sky, the moon was bright today, and the stars were sparse and there were no clouds.

"Here you come."

The old man nodded and regained his taciturn character, while Wang Xiaofeng began the final arrangement. He didn't have much time left, only a few thousand meters away, and the movement speed of the undead tide was much faster than that of the players.

It takes more than half an hour for ordinary players to run from Emerald City to Emerald Mountain, but it only takes more than ten or twenty minutes for these undead who are running in neat steps.

"Norton," Wang Xiaofeng had an extra purse in his hand. This was the bag that automatically appeared after taking out gold coins from his backpack. For this mission, he was willing to sacrifice his life and death. "Now, you have to really shoulder the survival of Emerald City." "Master!" Norton thrust his chest, "If your heart beats more, you will fight endlessly! The Knight of Light is not afraid!"

"Hold it," saw Norton take the purse and said in a deep voice, "Sit down the teleportation array and return to Yufeng City, tell my mentor Amy and the bishop everything here, and let them send someone to support him." "Master!" "Go quickly!" "Yes!"

Norton turned around and rushed down the city tower, turned over the horse, waved the whip, the galloping knight closed his eyes and sighed, and shed a few more heroic tears. This scene is so similar to what it was just now... Master, if you have any accidents, Norton will follow you to heaven.
Chapter completed!