Chapter 253: Gargoyle wheel battle (Part 1)

"Adults, they absolutely can't persist until the sun goes down. This is a good time for us to attack. The Holy See is empty. If you don't attack at this time, those magicians will free their hands to deal with us, it's bad!"
A gargoyle reminded him of Pier.
"Well, what you said is very reasonable, be prepared to attack! Don't let Master Bai Qi disappoint us!"
"Brothers, prepare!"
The gargoyles waved their wings inadvertently, exposing their fangs.
"Attack!" Pier pointed forward, and the dense gargoyle covered the sky.
"Kill! Kill!" Pier looked at the front with excitement, no matter if he voluntarily attacked, as long as he fought with the Holy See, as long as he could destroy the bright power, every undead would be excited from the heart.
"Damn...! Gargoyle? Look, lord! A lot!" The soldiers of the Holy See pointed to the commander in the air.
"Oh?" Commander Rasriel looked his eyes into the air.
Numerous question marks suddenly appeared in my heart.
"Why did Gargoyle attack at this time? Is this a premeditated attack?"
The Holy See did not know that Jiang Mo had led the Undead Legion at this time. With so many undead blocking, the Holy See sentry could no longer detect the news.
The Holy See also tried to find the root cause of this natural disaster, but no matter what, every undead must be destroyed, otherwise, the natural disaster would continue.
A spark of fire can start a prairie fire. The Holy See is not afraid of such a large-scale offensive, or of the darkness hidden in a corner. One is not careful.
All humans close to this direction have been transferred out, leaving only some humans to support the logistics. Once sent by the Holy See soldiers, they will not have the right to return to the city.
Unless the normal rotation is once a year, the soldiers will check with each other and verify that it is possible to return to the city for a year of cultivation.
So, once it comes out, it means that life is already on the blade, and the commander’s commanding ability is good, which determines the life and death of this million soldiers. This leads to the selection of each commander. Is quite harsh.
The only commanders selected were all true learners who discovered the problem at a glance. This was a matter of reason.
"Gargoyles? Are they all gargoyles?"
Lasril's eyes were deeply condensed into the air, and he found something strange that he had never found, and the undead finally had a legion-like organization.
"Return to defense! Order the soldiers, shrink the formation, hurry!"
Lasril's order was passed on, and many army commanders could not understand it. Why should they return to defense? Just because of the gargoyle in the air?
The 200,000 archers in the camp can destroy them with just five rounds of attack. Even if they are not completely destroyed, how much gargoyle can be left?
Anyway, even if this is the case, everyone must return to the defense, the command of the commander cannot be doubted.
The light knight rushed out while playing, and withdrawing, which is much more difficult than the charge. There must be no worries about the charge. This withdrawal must be run back while guarding against the bites of the undead, and the order must be maintained.
"Sir, how did you order the retreat?" one of the heads of the Holy See asked Rasriel.
Lasril looked at him slightly and said seriously: "This is not a random attack, be careful, the real enemy is coming!"
"Master, how can there be a real enemy? Lord, the undead have not been eliminated, so the loss of retreat is huge!"
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