Lord of the Oasis

Bandak sat on his horse and looked at the undead warrior running rampant at the front of the team.

I couldn't help but think of a kind of witchcraft I had seen when traveling abroad. It was said that it could push the human body's skills to the limit within a certain period of time, making it almost invincible. However, this kind of witchcraft is extremely harmful to the human body. If you are immersed in it for a long time, your organs will decline rapidly in a short period of time. Therefore, generally only people with strong bodies can withstand the initial stimulation it brings.

Its characteristics are almost the same as what this undead warrior shows now.

Bandak couldn't help but wonder: When did this undead clan start to use this kind of witchcraft.

As arranged before: a column of cavalry rushed out from Bandak's right wing, arranged in a line, and rushed towards the undead warrior who jumped down from the city gate.

They gathered together with the Swadian soldiers on the ground and surrounded the enemy tightly.

Immediately afterwards, giant undead warriors jumped down from the city wall one after another.

Everywhere they landed, Swadian soldiers would swarm them.

"Continue to attack the city gate!!" Bandak commanded.

He finally saw clearly that these soldiers were simply cannon fodder to lead the charge.

Despite their outstanding fighting prowess, they were still defeated in a fight with more than a dozen Swadian soldiers.

Once the effects of the medicine wear off on their bodies, there will be nothing to fear.

Instead of wasting energy on them right now, it would be better to break through the city gate and find out.

"Boom!" A group of soldiers carried a chariot loaded with wooden stakes from the rear of the camp and arrived at the city gate.

When the giant undead warriors surrounded saw this scene, they howled impatiently.

"Bang!" The force slammed into Sergeant Swadia's shield formation, knocking two or three lighter soldiers two meters away. The cavalry dormant behind them found the opportunity to rush forward and pierced the skull of the giant undead warrior with their spears.

The giant undead warrior paused, and his whole body seemed to become stiff. The arm with bursting veins was swung up, trying to chop the cavalryman in front of him from his horse to the ground.

Seeing that he was still not falling, the surrounding soldiers pierced the sharp knives in their hands into his body before rushing forward.

finally,

The giant undead warrior fell in a pool of blood. He closed his eyes reluctantly.

The moment his eyes closed, he recalled how he was being led out of the dungeon in handcuffs. He was forced to drink a tube of medicine.

I also recalled that this morning, a nobleman of the undead in luxurious clothes said to me with a smile: If you don’t want to die, go and clean up the people outside the city gate.

"hateful..."

"Bang!!" The gate of the City of the Dead was finally cracked, and the entire wooden gate fell to the ground.

"Come on!!" Bandak waved his riding crop and gave the order.

"Charge!!" Thousands of warriors behind him responded in unison, raising their weapons and following the advance team into the city gate.

Bandak rode his horse into the gate of the City of the Dead. But they found that the whole city was lifeless, and there were no panicked residents running around. There were no undead warriors to respond to the enemy.

The buildings on the street are not much different from those in human cities, but there is no trace of the fireworks of a busy city.

The air seems to be covered with a layer of temperature difference.

In this gloomy atmosphere, Bandak got off his horse and led the soldiers forward slowly.

After walking through the whole street, I didn't find any trace of the undead clansmen.

"Commander Bandak, there seems to be something unusual here." The subordinate next to him said suspiciously.

"Take a team of people and search the city to find out where this undead tribe is hiding. So many people disappeared suddenly. It's impossible to leave no trace." Bandak ordered.

"Yes! You guys, come with me!" After his subordinate agreed, he picked out a group of soldiers from the team to go with him.

The group of people walked towards another street.

Bandak walked forward for a while, then suddenly thought of something and looked shocked: "Wait a minute..."

"Wow!" A colorful fireworks bloomed under the gloomy sky.

It was a means of communication between Dehreim warriors. Color represented safety, yellow represented alarm, and silver represented danger and the need to retreat.

Judging from the location where it was sent, it seemed to come from the center of the city.

Bandak watched with suspicion as the bunch of fireworks disappeared in the sky.

What suddenly occurred to him just now was: since the war started, he had not received any reply from the frontline scouts.

This is really strange. Generally speaking, the scouts should return to the ranks of soldiers at this time and fight side by side with their companions.

Bandak recalled the faces of the scouts sent out in his mind, but he did not recall any of them.

"Ferolan." Bandak called the name of a subordinate. This person was often responsible for the management and distribution of military supplies.

Ferolen obeyed the order and walked up to salute: "Commander."

"Do you remember the names of the scouts sent out this time? I can't remember who they are." Bandak asked.

Ferolen thought for a while and replied: "There are nine scouts sent out this time. Aldrich is the captain and Angelo is the deputy captain."

"Aldrich...Angelo..." Bandak muttered the names of these two people.

Gradually, I remembered the identities of these two people. Aldrich was a soldier who joined the army five years ago, while Angelo was a platoon leader in the cavalry battalion four years ago.

Looking back on previous battles, the performance of these two people has always been outstanding.

So after a routine health checkup a year ago, he was transferred to the scout queue.

In Bandak's impression, Aldrich was a very calm man, taciturn and about the same age as him. Bandak pondered for a while, then asked: "Where are the others? Who are they?"

Feluolun looked confused and said hesitantly: "The others are freshmen who have joined the army in the past one or two years. I don't know how to get the number right. Sorry, Commander Bandak. "

"New student?" Bandak looked gloomy.

In this way, it is a possibility that freshmen take the lead in not observing military disciplines given the current situation. But this made Bandak a little dissatisfied. These young people really didn't know the importance.

"In the future, try not to let trustworthy people who are on the battlefield for the first time go to the front line to do reconnaissance." Bandak warned.

"Ah, okay, yes." Ferolen wiped the sweat from his forehead and responded carefully.

In fact, these freshmen were relatively familiar with him, and they were usually a lively group in the army. I heard that there was going to be a war this time, so I begged to go to the battlefield no matter what. But they are obviously not yet proficient in military operations.

Ferolen had no choice but to give them a few places on the training ground and required them to complete training tasks every day and not hold back before they could go to the battlefield.

Unexpectedly, these naughty kids actually survived.

Feralon had no choice but to place them in the less adventurous reconnaissance camp.