Chapter 388: : Withdraw

Xiahe and the baron added only 400 guns in total. The old city walls were not big on all four sides, and there were one hundred walls on one side. The firepower was not too sparse. Moreover, the undead are restricted by the street, and it is not like facing the outside wall, which can attack every inch of the location.
Especially in the east, outside the old city, there are densely packed stone houses all over the alleys, and the undead can't do it if they want to move forward quickly.
This wonderful urban structure, as Baron Leon said, was used by the rebels to resist.
The baron stood at the head of the city and was completely shocked by Xiahe's magic.
A headless knight approached the city wall. He used a shield to block a dozen guns. The crotch standing horse under the crotch was wearing an iron mask, and there was no magic bullet to shoot it through. There was still an eye mask on the mask. The headless knight approached the city wall, and the war horse almost straight up and ran along the city wall.
The soldier exclaimed, in almost a second, the headless knight had turned over the city.
A tomahawk was waving in his hand, and the rotten breath permeated his body. A bluish-purple head was hanging around his waist.
Xiahe was depressed, and the baron's soldiers didn't rush up.
The soldiers of the nobility in these places are much worse than the men of the princess and the king.
On the contrary, Professor Raphael, who has always made Xia He uneasy, immediately lost a purification technique. Purification has a common effect on this undead creature that may be epic, but it has a very special attribute that can interrupt the skills of evil creatures to a certain extent.
Raphael himself was the caster of the epic realm. A purification technique fell on the headless knight. The red light flashing on the edge of the headless knight's tomahawk axe suddenly dissipated. The force blows the soldiers out.
The people around him reacted. The magic gun roared and shot at the headless knight's body.
The mask of the flying warrior fell, blood oozed from his mouth and nose, and his mind was a little unclear. If it were n’t for Professor Raphael ’s magic in time, he would even be cleaved with a shield and a person.
"I'll solve him." Abigail raised the shield and the meteor hammer.
"Go."
Xiahe did not stop, Abigail did not come on vacation, but also worked hard.
Abigail's face was full of excitement, and she rushed to the back of the headless knight. The headless knight lifted the big axe, the air exploded, and the axe drew an arc like a meteor, slashing towards Abigail.
Abigail's shield was raised and forced to stop.
The eardrums of the soldiers around seemed to be torn, and their brains were buzzing. The headless knight's battle axe was blocked by the shield, Abigail's amber eyes narrowed, and the meteor hammer fell.
The mysterious golden light flashed on the meteor hammer. The headless knight went across the axe and heard a second loud noise. The knight was lifted by Abigail from the back of the mount, straight up.
This is simply an unreasonable angle. Abigail smiled even harder. She stepped forward, stepped on the back of the skeleton warhorse with one foot, and the shield swung up sharply. The headless actually flew up again.
The golden light penetrated into the headless knight's body, and the headless knight only felt that the soul was boiling.
Divine power!
Isn't this place without gods?
Abigail would give him the opportunity to regret, one-handed force, the skeleton horse under his feet made a click, the bones of the whole body began to spread cracks. The meteor hammer hit the headless knight again, this time directly hitting the head of the headless knight's waist.
A dull sound ... Poof!
The headless rider's entire body became soft, and a crystal fell out of his body.
The divine power thrashes, and then the soul crystal is obtained. This is only a powerful magician's means, and is not known to the outside world. Spirits also need souls, but they dare not be so naked, otherwise the believers will run away.
Fighting against the undead is also something the gods love to do. It is much simpler than launching the war, and it also has income.
Abigail took the soul crystal and opened his mouth against the fallen headless knight corpse, which burned.
This is the ruin of the corpse, so as not to see the marks of the magic on the corpse.
She has been clever enough to show that there is an epic mage in the arcane empire on the spot.
Looking at Abigail and the female Tyrannosaurus, Professor Raphael said to Xiahe: "Principal, I'll go to the west to see that there is not much pressure there, but I'm afraid of failure."
"Go, pay attention to your safety."
Raphael called four lecturers and walked west along the city walls. The situation is better in the west. The streets outside the city walls are too narrow for the undead to charge in groups.
Xiahe watched Abigail come back, threw the shield on the ground, and took out a new shield.
"What is your skill called, I haven't seen it."
"Weapons don't take advantage of it, they have to use a strong skill, that is called trade barriers."
"Trade barriers?"
"Isolate the enemy's strength, and would rather suffer the loss itself, but also let the enemy die. I don't have to suffer the loss if the enemy dies."
"What if the enemy is not dead?"
"Each bears the damage times."
Xia Hexin said, this is too unreasonable. Why should you take it all if you win? If you lose, will everyone be out of luck? But the priest has a patent. Who is standing behind the gods?
In the spellcasting system, various magicians are considered to be very balanced. Only in the magician category, there are always some unreasonable gadgets that make you angry.
However, it is the same for the Daomen to give the disciples those powerful weapons and equipment. If there is a golden fairy or a big golden fairy standing behind, then it is not necessary to make sense.
"Actually, you can also learn this trick." Abigail said.
"Do you think I can learn?"
"It's no big deal."
"I don't want to do this kind of thing, trade barriers ... hehe."
The attack of the undead, like the human rhythm, wave after wave, every time you invest a certain amount of troops, if you feel that you ca n’t rush to the wall, you will give up and save your next power. Such cost savings are great, but Xiahe is uneasy because the undead never know the cost savings.
Undead below level 5 are all cannon fodder that can be sacrificed at will.
Now these undeads, the first level are all equipped with helmets and masks, and the difficulty of directly attacking Soul Fire has increased a lot.
Round iron helmets, if the angle of attack is not correct, you can't break the defense once or twice.
Fortunately, the magician can attack with precision. Either adjust the angle to the best, or attack the neck of the undead and shoot his head directly. Ordinary soldiers are more difficult to attack.
However, how could four hundred magical muskets hold all places.
Undead continually rushed to the city head and was pushed back by the soldiers. Ten teams of human soldiers are gathered together and when one pushes back, one or two soldiers' fighting will erupt. On the head of the city, there were bone foam and rotten minced meat everywhere. Xiahe had to release the cleaning technique to avoid the soldiers being accidentally poisoned.
The soldiers fatigued faster than Xiahe expected, and the sense of rhythm of the undead became stronger and stronger, and even Xiahe felt the pressure.
In this way, breaking the city is only a matter of time.
Originally trying to keep a day's plan was a complete failure. In the previous year, when Xiahe obtained the resources, when he returned to the storm angle, he made a large number of runes and scrolls that could be stored for a long time, but they were all placed in the storm angle and given to Freya.
Xiahe originally thought that he didn't use so many weapons.
Who knows, when encountering the undead again, this undead is really a ghost, and the empire is also incompetent, and even the underworld channel cannot be completely blocked, let alone clean up the undead in this world.
Did the army of the empire intentionally do this?
Xiahe did not dare to go out like this, sweeping around again, the projection of the three-headed monster, the last time it was parallel imports, it is difficult to say next time.
After all, Xiahe has no idea to fight back now.
Without solid bunkers, the soldiers at the head of the city would not continue to fight, and no one could see hope.
"Retreat into the bunker." Xiahe said to Baron Leon.
"Marquis, don't hold on?" Although Baron Leon could see the sentiment of the soldiers, he felt that it would not be a problem to stay there for another hour or two. The reinforcements of the empire will arrive at any time. If you wait for reinforcements on the walls, it means different things to him.
"Leon, you can't take luck in battle, unless you have no way back."
"Yes, Lord Marquis." Baron Leon said with a guilty conscience.
Xiahe did not let his own people off this time, but sent the soldiers of the academy into the bunker first. Outside the bunker is a large house, a three-story stone building, and the two-story Xiahe above calls back all the wandering wandering outside and arranges it.
The center of the first floor is the entrance to the bunker. In fact, the steps are quite wide, and the interior is not forced.
Some soldiers are still carrying stones, piled up in the window, the magician applied magic fixed, forming a bunker. This defense has become simpler, as long as the magic gun is placed on the window and the door, and the magician is equipped, it is a situation that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.
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After the arrival of Xiahe, most of the soldiers entered the underground, and a thousand people appeared a little crowded in the whole floor. Because a lot of defense facilities were added inside the hall, various stone pillars, magic pillars, and square stones with a height of more than one meter above the ground.
All the layout is to allow human soldiers to easily adapt, and if the undead are killed, they can't directly hit the bunker entrance.
Barricades were set up in the surrounding streets, and Xiahe stood at the gate, watching the soldiers behind him retreating in succession.
Baron Leon said: "Master, how long can we stay on the ground?"
"How many people do you have?"
"More than two hundred dead in battle, there are two thousand nine hundred."
"I still have more than one hundred and fifty people. We are a military force in the early 3,000s. How long do you think you can keep it. These undeads are no longer sent to death in vain, and they fight very well."