"It's not that hard to kill carrion." Growing in confidence, Field brushed the blood off his sword.
"My Lord, be careful!
The other half of the body, crawling in the empty space, is about to bite Field's ankle. At the critical moment, Ashina grabbed the dung fork of the wooden wheel and cut it into the zombie's back and nailed it to the ground.
"Oomph! Well done!"
Field broke out in a cold sweat and took a few steps back, his heart pounding. He almost got the trick!
Although corpse poison can be cured by the clergy of the church, it is extremely costly, and can not be cured without a hundred gold coins.
Barely recovering from the palpitations, Field took a long breath, rubbed Ashina's head and thanked her. "I'll give you a gold coin for saving your life, Ashina!"
Ashna's eyes sparkled with joy. She had never seen so much money in her whole life. Oh, really? That's what I should do."
The dead are not like zombies in horror movies, as long as you stab their bodies with weapons, they will cause damage to the dead.
More dead bodies poured up, attacking the wall of wooden wheels with teeth and claws.
But the slaves at the back of the caravan saw that the carrion was not strong enough to attack them across the wooden wheel. Not to mention their Lord, as well as the frail girl, have dared to fight back, and many men have picked up farm tools to fight back against the zombies outside the car array.
Field did not hesitate, raised his sword and continued to kill the enemy.
As the flowers of blood splashed, a large number of dead bodies fell under the farm tools and Field's long sword.
"Wow!
At the same moment, a terrible cry was heard. One of Connor's cavalrymen, while stepping into the line, was grabbed by a decaying corpse dressed as a village woman, yanked under it, and the cavalryman's legs flapped backward.
"Ka-ching ~"
Suddenly fell, the back of the trooper's head hit the ground, immediately let the unfortunate man did not move.
Connor was so angry that he shouted, "Shit! Rubbish!"
What made him even angrier was that Field was not scared shitless, but calmly commanding the slaves.
"Chop off the heads of each body, pile them together and burn them on the spot." Field along the way to catch up on the knowledge of corruption, these corrupted human beings, dead bodies are a great harm to the environment, let it go, will soon form a new source of pollution, Field frowns, hesitantly looking at the distance even street sky gray fog, "have not reached the night, there are so many zombies, really not a good sign."
I mean, the family doesn't like it, and they want to banish themselves, but it's kind of hard to drive to the dead.
"Thank you for your help, my Lord."
The fleeing refugee knelt forward as if he had met his own father, then prostrated himself before Field and kissed his boots.
"May the God of war light up your future!"
Field accepted, scanned the beggar-looking refugees, and asked, "Where are you from? How can there be so many dead bodies, those decaying creatures, that should not be kept out by the high walls of Kashan Fortress?"
"It's the smog of death! The grey fog from the North has penetrated the walls of the fortress and enveloped our village of Oak. Because it was night, most of the people in the village were corrupted by the fog in their sleep and turned into rotting corpses. Only we escaped." The villagers were terrified, as if they were remembering the most terrible memories, and the whole person shook like a sieve.
Fog, or haze of death, is said to be the source of decay, and when inhaled by plants, it quickly kills its host and transforms them into decay monsters.
Only those with Lord power, or the Chosen, are immune.
In addition, it is to buy the church's atonement lamp, which can disperse the fog. Of course, it was expensive, and Field spent fifty gold pieces to buy two, still for the nobility's sake.
Field quietly listened to their talk, frowning: "Where is your Lord? As far as I know, every frontier fortress is guarded by a chosen man, and it is impossible for the fog to penetrate."
"The baron and the Chosen went to investigate the cult's trail, and the baron's son was the only one inside the castle."
"Come on, let's go and see the man who owns this place." When they were all sorted out, Field mounted his horse.
To reach Nightcap, you need permission from the local baron.
When he arrived at the fort, Field was struck by the towering fortress, its rolling stone walls and prototype towers, which together with the mountains formed a strong and towering defense system, and the walls of the horses were equipped with catapults, trebuchets, and oil POTS, so that even if a hundred thousand troops were to besiege them, they would have nothing to do but to break their heads and blood. Everywhere there are griffon flags hunting, telling of the majesty of the old empire.
But here's the biggest problem.
"Where are people?"
Field was dumbfounded. There was no one on the outer wall, bare as far as the eye could see.
Connor was also very scared, his face was pale: "It will not be attacked by orcs!" If the orcs breach the fortress of Kashan, the whole province will fall in an instant."
"Probably not, or it wouldn't be so quiet."
Fortunately, after advancing some distance, Field saw the torches burning in the inner city.
"Don't come near. Who are you?" Someone shouted on the wall, in the light of the torch, the crowd was crowded, showing that the castle was full of troops.
Why did they suddenly abandon their outlying military positions? Field wondered.
"I am Baron Field of the House of Ross. I am going to take my place at the head of Nightfall. Please open the gates of Fort Kasan and let us out."
The Shouting officer looked very embarrassed and hesitated for a moment to call a young man, who was the son of Baron Bull.
"No way! My father has not returned, and no one will deceive the castle door! Get out of here or you'll shoot."
Listening to the determined response from the city walls, Field's mouth twitched, guessing that the young man was frightened by the rotting corpse, and immediately shouted: "It's me, Field, I donated money to this place, remember? I am not your enemy."
"Isn't it just a few stinking coins? The whole empire has to send money to the border, and who the hell are you? You deserve to be remembered. It's a disgrace to run the bull."
"Numb, sure enough, aristocrats have few good things." Field's teeth are almost broken, the original Lord's last act of kindness, in the end, if not Field has no soldiers, he would like to attack the city at once, but he still patiently said: "These villagers, I saved halfway, you..."
Before Field could finish, he heard the abuse.
"Damn, do you think the food in my castle is too much? Who told you to save stupid things?! You take them one step closer, meddlesome, and I'll shoot at once."