Othua's War Banner

Chapter 470: 0469

The soldiers of the Beishan Alliance had just broken through the siege of the undead warriors, and before they had time to go far, they stopped again.

"What exactly is that sound?"

Hume reined in and looked around.

Everyone could hear the distinct vibration and the slight bark in the wind.

"The enemy has retreated!"

Shouts came from all around the band.

Usenbu's scout pet and Tomio, who was in charge of the outer defense, were the first to discover the clues.

The team of nearly [-] people who attacked the Beishan Alliance just now has begun to evacuate in an orderly manner. This group of monsters come and go like the wind, and they slipped away through their fingers before they clenched their fists...

City is clear:
Gema's hole cards may be able to sacrifice more lives and build more servants, but there is no doubt that these things are his hole cards, precious treasures that cannot be wasted outside.

There is another reason for retreating, that is, Gema believes that the group of people like Sidi will surely die.

She could barely breathe, and she couldn't easily look away.

She blinked her eyes desperately, but the darkness in front of her was still thicker and thicker, and the entire wasteland was oppressed.

Sidi had seen how Huoser's Battle Banner dealt with the tide of undead crawling out of the abyss, but even in the northern battlefield, there was absolutely no hunting army of this size.

Where does it come from?
She thought about it for a moment and then put it out of her mind.

Sidi turned around by pulling the knife-tailed cat.

The members of the Beishan Alliance heard a very obvious buzzing sound, which was the sound of a backlog of more than 1000 live lives hovering above everyone's heads.

White mist overflowed from around the hard-to-see light spot.

Everyone seemed to see the long-lost sunshine, and the frantic Shouluo could smell the sweetness emanating from the air across two tundras.

The tide of undead tasted life, began to restless, began to gather, crawl, run, shed greedy and dirty saliva, and exhausted all means to rush towards the mighty army in the center.

City sprinted toward the North Mountain Union.

She clearly saw the emotions written on everyone's faces, which were complete despair and the heaviness of their legs sinking into the mud. The people, like her, could understand the current situation and analyze the number of enemies surrounding them.

City quickly searched her mind for words of encouragement.

She gradually gave up.

Hume was right, City wanted to learn from Ken, but she didn’t admit it until now—she didn’t have Ken’s indomitable will, nor did she have the soul that was so strong that she would never give up, nor did she chisel out in despair. Bright courage.

In a trance...

A phantom appeared in the alliance of City and North Mountain. "Father."

She thought of the brilliance that old Ethani had achieved, and the hardships behind those achievements, her father had told him as early as when she chose her knife-tailed cat.

When you become a battle banner, the address will be meaningless to you, you only have one name.

"Battle banners, hold banners for the weak."

The very clear words came from Sidi's ear, as if old Athani turned around in the fading memory and repeated it in her ear.

She pressed that fear deep into her heart again, and when she raised her head, she only had the way forward again.

City chose to make peace with herself.

She knew that she was not Ken Bouvier, and she had no way to learn the magic of his desperate rebirth. In this case, she could only do something according to the way her father taught by precept and example, and the original way that the Shanwen tribe led the Beishan Alliance...

Resistance, escape, desire to survive.

Every crevice of Sidi's body was occupied by this emotion.

She galloped the Knifetail Cat back to where the Alliance was, then reached out and pulled away the crystal bound by Nocturne beside Mesut's mount.

The magic that contained energy rose into the sky and exploded into a brilliant light cluster. The loud noise interrupted everyone's daze.

They saw a small group of people in the team start to run, their consciousness returned to reality, and their desire to survive began to be ignited. Before their brains could react to what was going on, their bodies subconsciously ran along.

City's heavy armor had been discarded.

She set off with the sober Beishan Alliance.

The current position is Hongfeng Heights going south and west. In fact, it only takes one day to reach the edge of Jianyu Ice Bay, and it is more hopeful to be rescued near the hometown.

City also seemed to understand:

Gema couldn't command the tide of undead. These things must be planned with the despicable villains of the southern border countries, or some behind-the-scenes black hands that he can't touch.

The goal of this group of people is the Red Maple Heights!
City firmly believed that it would be more likely to win if she gave up returning to the dome to seek reinforcements and went directly to her hometown to break through.

She saw that the ball of light above her head had turned orange red, and the white tentacles stretched out in all directions, like white fireworks. Every inch of the air was being burned by the blazing heat of life, and more soul-like illusory illusions emerged.

It actually started to move, like a lost firefly finding the place with the densest light.

For the life instrument, City and its soldiers are undoubtedly the liveliest part of this wasteland, so it will actively approach and continue to follow the troops.

The tide of undead can feel the smell of life magic weapon, which is completely opposite to death.

The soldiers of Beishan Alliance could see figures wandering through the white mist.

As a result, many tribal compatriots lost the courage to continue to survive, and the battle banner ordered the knights to carry the people who were still running around to the wild beasts, and they followed the team to evacuate into the distance.

Undead tide surrounded without a doubt.

Even though there were thousands of troops, it was like a stone submerged in the sea when it fell among the innumerable people.

The shining life artifact is a rope hanging around the neck of Beishan Alliance.

It hung the corpse and swayed in the wind, allowing those cruel and violent monsters to bite off the flesh time and time again at the end of the line.

City knew that her people were dwindling.

They have no other choice but to move on, trying to find a glimmer of light in the darkness.

……

"It's so pitiful to struggle."

Greedy Bridge looked calmly at the black ocean below the mountain peak. "If this female Zhanjing knew...the number of hunting around her was more than all those killed in the Red Maple Heights...what would she think, would she still run away?"

Roxani still didn't answer.

She looked at the black ocean and waved her hand calmly, and the black waves were like a lawn blown by the wind, with a circle of obvious ripples.

Undead waves are summoned from the depths of the earth.

The dead souls buried in countless tribal wars in the ancient battlefields and wastelands are their last trump card, and the small victory just won by the Warringers is just a paralyzing appearance.

(End of this chapter)