1908 Panic

"Haha, what's the matter?" Fang Heng looked at Miles, who had fallen under his control, from afar. He licked his lips and whispered.

The commander of the Holy Court's knights from the advanced game?

"That's all. Let's see if he can last five minutes." Fang Heng thought to himself.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

In the next moment, a dense number of zombie clones rushed towards Miles.

At the back, the Holy honorary knights lost Miles' command, and for a moment, it was a bit chaotic. Most of the honorary knights saw that their commander, Miles, was trapped and chose to force their way into the zombie team to rescue him.

This way, he would fall into Fang Heng's trap even more.

The zombie clones were the least afraid of such a strong attack from the honorary knights.

They directly exchanged casualties with the other party.

With a ratio of dozens to one, Fang Heng naturally felt that he had taken a large advantage.

Soon, the honorary knights became more and more chaotic. Some of the team leaders wanted to save Commander Miles, who was trapped, while some of the team leaders felt that they would not be able to break through the blockade of the undead creatures by force. They should think of a way to retreat and regroup before making any plans.

However, by the time they wanted to retreat, it was too late.

A large number of zombie clones surrounded the team from all directions, trapping the entire team in the center.

On the city wall, the knights of the Holy Court, who had been aggressively trying to exterminate the undead, were suddenly surrounded for some reason. They fell into silence once again.

The imperial uncle's face turned pale.

What was going on?

Why couldn't even the honorary knights of the Holy Court break through the blockade of these zombies?

They were just shouting and killing over there, and now, the entire team had been taken over by the undead.

The imperial uncle was extremely dissatisfied with the Holy Court. "Bishop Kotter, can you tell me what's going on?"

After waiting for half a day, they had agreed that the reinforcements would be able to defeat the undead in one fell swoop, but now?

Just show him this?

Looking at the situation outside, Kotter was also dumbstruck.

He didn't expect this to happen.

The leader of the Holy Honorary Knights, Miles, who had come from the advanced game world to reinforce them, had rich combat experience and outstanding personal strength. The Holy Court had originally prepared him to be the leader of the second assault legion to invade the interior of the Enkama Empire.

The Holy Court had great expectations for Miles!

How could they be defeated so thoroughly in the blink of an eye?

He didn't see how Miles lost.

"Kotter! I'm asking you a question! Answer my question!"

Bishop Kotter recovered from his shock and quickly explained, "Imperial Uncle, the enemy is full of tricks. Commander Miles must have been bewitched by the enemy. We should immediately help him escape."

The imperial uncle gritted his teeth and looked at his subordinates. "You didn't hear it? Were they all deaf? I want you to assist in rescuing Commander Miles!"

"Wait!"

Just as the soldiers of Jones Kingdom were about to receive the order and go to assist, Commander Anthea and a few of her trusted aides rushed over to the city wall and stopped them.

"Commander Anthea!"

When the imperial uncle saw Anthea, he suppressed the rising anger in his heart and questioned, "The undead were already on the verge of collapse. You could have destroyed the enemy's base camp in one fell swoop. Why did you retreat with your men in advance?!"

　

 　  　　

　  

　　　　

　 

Anthea glanced at the angry imperial uncle, thinking to herself that he was an idiot.

Destroy the main camp in one fell swoop?

From the looks of it, Fang Heng was the only commander of this group of undead creatures. Where did the base camp come from?

Not to mention now.

Even the knight commander of the Holy Court was trapped by the undead creatures outside.

This foolish imperial uncle still wanted to go out and rescue them?

Should he go out to rescue them or go out to die together?

Anthea said solemnly, "Imperial Uncle, our army has been fighting for more than an hour. We are at our limits. We can't continue fighting. Retreating is our last resort."

"Humph!" The imperial uncle snorted heavily, very dissatisfied. "Really? Why do I sense that the Empire's warriors still have strength left? Alright, Anthea, the situation is urgent. The knights of the Holy Court are in danger. I order you to go and rescue them immediately!"

Anthea didn't answer. She didn't agree or refuse. She just looked coldly at Bishop Kotter of the Holy Court.

Being stared at by Anthea, Kotter couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"Bishop Kotter, I remember that we have reached an agreement with the Holy Court, and the Holy Court will guarantee the safety of our homeland. Why is the Holy Court not only not fulfilling their promise but also asking us to help?"

Seeing that Anthea didn't immediately go out to salvage him and was still dawdling, the anger in the imperial uncle's heart couldn't help but rise.

Anthea did not care about the imperial uncle's expression. She stared at Bishop Kotter and asked, "I want to ask, how confident are you that the salvage will succeed? If this rescue fails, we will lose all of our defensive forces. At that time, the three military fortresses will have no other protective measures other than the magicite cannons. How can we ensure that the military fortresses will not fall?"

The imperial uncle was about to get angry, but when he heard Anthea's words, he immediately calmed down.

That was right!

Right now, the strength of their fortresses was depleted, and their forces had dwindled to just this much.

Now, he was risking everything to launch an attack.

If he successfully rescued the Holy Court knights, it would be acceptable. But if, by any chance, he failed...

Could these three fortresses still be defended?

It didn't seem likely.

If he were to make any mistakes, wouldn't he end up buried along with these three military fortresses?

After realizing this, the imperial uncle immediately fell silent.

He didn't understand what had come over him. Just a moment ago, he was inexplicably driven by a hot-headed impulse, wanting to throw everything into rescuing them.

Upon hearing Anthea's reminder, he suddenly felt as if someone had doused him with a bucket of cold water, instantly cooling down, with cold sweat breaking out on his back.

No!

He couldn't recklessly charge out for a rescue!

Feeling threatened, the imperial uncle was now fearful. He turned to Bishop Kotter. "Kotter! Do you have the ability to break through the Enkama Empire? Do you have the confidence or not?"

"This..." Bishop Kotter glanced at the outside of the city, feeling quite uneasy.

He was too far from the city wall to see how the battle outside unfolded.

He never expected the leader of the Holy Court knights to be so foolish. He couldn't even vanquish Fang Heng, went deep into the enemy like a madman, and ended up trapped.

"Imperial Uncle, the zombie creatures aren't strong, but their methods are strange. The salvage is undoubtedly the best plan. I believe that with the help of the Jones Kingdom, the undead will be defeated in one fell swoop! Once we completely take down the Enkama Empire, half of its territory will belong to you, just as we agreed."

The imperial uncle, once again swayed by Anthea's persuasive words, began to sense a bit dizzy. Then, he heard Anthea sneer.