It turned out that the fears of the nobles of Orlante City were not unreasonable at all.

After seeing the call for help from the Golden City, the Ten Towns Alliance almost dispatched an elite army of 1,500 people at the fastest speed, braving the heavy rain and marching towards the Golden City overnight. Obviously, they are not doing this to prove the brotherhood of their fellow citizens. Because with the army, in addition to the commander of the Mad Lion Legion, Meister, who was in charge of the command, there was also a noble entourage.

"I really didn't expect that we would be able to receive a call for help from the Golden City. I thought they would die rather than ask us for help. ”

The man, wrapped in a robe, raised his head and looked at the pillar of turquoise light in the sky with a mocking smile. Hearing what he said, the man who rode his horse to the other side's side smiled wryly and shook his head. He was dressed in golden armor, most notably a relief of a roaring lion with its mouth open on its chest, and claws on either side of its shoulders. With his resolute and mighty square face, it gives people a tough and stone-like temperament. Anyone who knows a little about the Ten Towns knows that this golden armor is the symbol of one of the three most powerful legions of the Ten Towns Alliance, the Wild Lion Legion. And the man who is riding his horse ahead at the moment is the commander of the Wild Lion Legion, General Kafka. He is one of the most famous warriors in the Northlands, and a swordsman who has stepped into the realm of legends.

Hearing the other man's words, Kafka shrugged his shoulders. Of course, he knew why the other party said this, the dispute between the Ten Towns Alliance and the Golden City had a long history. Both sides can be considered the most influential in this western wilderness. The Merchant Alliance has always wanted to take over the Golden City once and for all, thus monopolizing the ore and silver produced here. But the City of Gold is not vegetarian either. Plus since they have in their hands a third of the raw materials that circulate in the western regions, there is a question of price. The Ten Towns Alliance and the Golden City also have considerable contradictions and frictions. There have also been a lot of frictions and conflicts between the two sides in private. Countless conspiracies and assassinations have been carried out around the City of Gold again and again. Because of this, the relationship between the two parties is very sinister, but on the surface they maintain a normal relationship.

After all, once the two sides tear their faces, then the Golden City will not supply the raw materials needed by the Ten Towns, and the Ten Towns will also block the circulation of materials about the Golden City, this kind of thing is not beneficial except for killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred and two defeats. Both sides are businessmen, and this is all too clear to be true.

"That's just the indication that they've had quite a troublesome and tricky enemy, Councillor Lantony. I understand that you are in charge of the Ten Towns Alliance this time. But also be sure to follow my orders. After all, we first have to find out who the other party really is. Although the army of the Golden City is not strong, it is not vulnerable, how to say that there are also three powerhouses in the legendary realm, and if they can force them to ask for help, the problem must be quite strict. ”

"I can understand, General Kafka."

Hearing Kafka's admonition, Councillor Lantoni smiled and nodded gracefully.

"You have to be cautious in everything, that's why we're sending elite soldiers here -- but you're the commander, so you're in charge of everything on the battlefield. Of course. We must be 120,000 prepared and vigilant, and if you are not sure enough, please do not take action, General. ”

"Of course. I'm well aware. ”

In response to Congressman Lantoni's vague reminder, Kafka nodded. The reason why the Ten Towns sent reinforcements was entirely for the sake of the "March Agreement" signed by the two sides. This is a contract signed by all the big powers in the west. It stipulates that when a party makes a request for assistance, a certain amount of assistance must be provided by a person in the vicinity. The Ten Towns Alliance naturally did not want to be branded as treacherous. That's why he ordered the Wild Lion Legion to quickly set off and go to the Golden City for reinforcements.

But after all, any protocol has vulnerabilities to exploit. The "March Agreement" also did not stipulate that reinforcements must assist the other side in defeating the enemy. After all, the battlefield is ever-changing, in case something goes wrong............... For example, when they arrived, the other party was already dead, and in this state, the reinforcements naturally did not need to fight.

And now Rantoni parliamentarians are asking General Kafka to "act with caution" for the same reason.

After all, they are not obliged to send to their death for a potential enemy who is desperately resisting, are they?

Turning the mountainside, the Golden City was already in sight, but the more he looked forward, the more puzzled General Kafka's face became. As a powerhouse who stepped into the realm of legends, Kafka didn't need the help of light to see what was in front of him. And now, for the first time, he wondered if there was something wrong with his eyes.

In front of Kafka, the city of gold was standing quietly, and it looked unusually calm. There was no battle as he imagined, no fire, and no shouting. As far as the eye could see, Kafka could even see the lights of the nobles halfway up the mountain. For a moment, he even felt that these guys in the Golden City were setting a trap to frame themselves by asking for help, but what good was it for them?

But soon, Kafka sensed something was wrong.

It's so quiet.

When I looked up, the gate was closed, and there were no sentinels in sight on the city wall, and even the torches had been extinguished, and even in the doorway of the city wall, it was pitch black and there was nothing. If you listen to it, there is no sound inside, and it is as quiet as if it were a dead city.

That's not right.

Kafka quickly sensed that something was wrong, and as a legendary-level swordsman, his senses were just as keen. Logically speaking, even if someone set up an ambush, he should be able to hear the breathing of those people. But no matter how much he concentrates on perceiving, he cannot perceive the existence of living things.

It seems that Orlante City is indeed in big trouble.

The army soon came to the city, and there were no sentinels on it, so the people didn't have to be too careful. But the abnormal qiē in front of them still made them more vigilant. On the way here. They had imagined the sight of the Golden City in flames, but they never imagined that they would encounter such a strange state of affairs.

What's going on right now?

"Scout ready. Go see the situation and open the gates. ”

Kafka glanced at the horizon. There was already a hint of fish belly white, and the dawn was approaching, and it was good news for him not to have to fight in the dark. Although the combat effectiveness of the Wild Lion Legion is not bad, it is precisely because of this that he is not willing to let his elites die in vain.

Soon, following Kafka's orders, several black-clad scouts came to the bottom of the walls, threw their hooks and hung them on the walls. Then the guys climbed up the rope like monkeys. In a matter of moments, they were at the top of the wall, and the scouts glanced around quickly, then disappeared into the darkness of the wall. Seeing this scene, Kafka's inner uneasiness became more and more severe, but at this moment, he could only forcibly suppress the tremor in his heart, waiting for the scout's return.

Soon, the scout came to him again.

"My lord, there is no movement."

"No movement?"

Hear here. Kafka raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Yes, there was no movement inside, our men found traces of the battle and some bloodstains. But no body could be found, not a single body could be found. From the city walls, part of the buildings in the civilian area were damaged. It seems to have been attacked, but nothing else. There was no one on the street either. Nothing.

At this, the scout's face also showed a trace of fear that could not be concealed. Although it is not stated. But he felt that he would never forget the scene he had seen on the city wall before for the rest of his life, the whole city was shrouded in darkness in the torrential rain, and there was a dead silence except for the sound of the rain, and as far as the eye could see, the wreckage of the houses shrouded in darkness and beaten by the rain was almost like a silent corpse, and the whole city was like a cemetery of death. For a moment, even this spy leader, who had experienced a hundred battles and seen countless killings, felt breathless, as if he had been thrown into a coffin and could only wait for death.

However, he didn't say anything about his thoughts to General Kafka, but he estimated that it would be better for him to hide behind for a while, and for some reason, he always had a sense of foreboding in the face of this dead city. It was a battlefield veteran's instinct after countless lives and deaths, and he felt that there must be nothing good in it.

But alas, as a soldier, he has to carry out orders.

"Open the gates, and let us enter the city."

The heavy, tall gates were slowly flattened, and even made a dull sound when they fell to the ground. However, everyone didn't care, and under the leadership of Kafka, the Wild Lions strode into the city. They are all elite soldiers who have been battle-hardened, and the moment they storm the city, the vanguard has already set up a defensive formation to resist an attack that is likely to come from any enemy. The soldiers from the rear also quickly poured in, assembled at the gates of the city, sword and shield in hand, vigilantly staring at the darkness around them.

But there is nothing there.

"Keep going."

Kafka hesitated, but finally gave the order. Now the rain has gradually become lighter, and the sky is gradually starting to brighten. For them, the obstruction of darkness is no longer so dangerous, and although Kafka is also very suspicious that the city of gold has become such a ghost, but if he does not move forward, he will not find out what is happening. However, for the sake of safety, Kafka still sent nearly 100 soldiers to guard the walls and gates to avoid accidents. Then he led his army into the city.

And at this time, a mutation suddenly occurred.

"Boom.........!"

With the sound of the machine, the originally flat city gate suddenly began to rise, and it suddenly stood up like a mouse trap, blocking the city gate again. And the soldiers standing on the city gate didn't have time to react, so they screamed and fell from the city gate to the ground, falling dizzy.

When Kafka turned his head in surprise, he saw that behind him, the city gate had once again been completely closed.

"Damn, defend the formation, get ready for battle!!"

Seeing this scene, Kafka didn't know that they had been ambushed, but what puzzled him was that he didn't notice that someone was here, who was attacking him?

But soon, he knew the answer.

The earth began to tremble.

One arm after another suddenly raised like a sapling breaking through the ground, and the next moment, the cold dead crawled out from under the earth with an angry roar, completely enveloping the soldiers in front of them.

Undead!!

At this moment, Kafka's complexion finally changed. (To be continued......)