Alien Knights

Muxi City, the southern defense line.

Randall, wearing keel armor, shuttled among the soldiers of the crusader, walking all the way towards the collapsed tower.

Along the way, the crusaders looked at him with many different eyes.

Some are intrigued, some are admired, and some are disgusted.

But it is undeniable that Randall's experience, in the entire Muxi City, is not an exaggeration to describe it as a legend.

However, in the face of these crusaders, Randall never thought of stopping. He has only one thought now-to see his wife as soon as possible.

Walking into the square behind the tower, hundreds of makeshift tents were toppled by the earthquake.

Carefully jumping over the wide and deep potholes on the ground, Randall went straight to a tent, took out the cloak he prepared in advance, and said, "It's me."

A weak female voice sounded later: "Come in."

Putting on the cloak and walking into the tent, several elf female doctors were preparing for the delivery ceremony. Barbara was lying on a cotton bed fixed on the ground with her pregnant belly, her head covered in beads of sweat.

Randall nodded towards the elf female doctors and cast a grateful look.

No one paid attention to him, everyone was still doing their own thing.

A little embarrassed, Randall knelt beside Barbara, put on sterilized gloves, and gently wiped the sweat from the latter's forehead: "How is it?"

Barbara: "I know it's been a long time, but it's not the time..."

Randall: "You can stay in Muxi City. There are better medical facilities there. After all, this is a battlefield."

Barbara shook her head and said, "This is something I can do, I can't stay behind and hide behind you."

Randall sighed softly, and said: "There is good news, the earthquake has stopped, and the sea has gradually calmed down."

Barbara looked up through the hole in the tent, and the bloody sky turned the entire tent into a strange red.

Barbara looked at Randall and said, "But it's not over yet, is it?"

Randall held Barbara gently in his arms, and whispered: "The Dragon God is protecting us, and everything will be fine."

The two snuggled together, ignoring the attention of the people around them, as if they were the only ones left in the whole world.

A dull voice broke the silence.

"We brought some presents to Miss Barbara, are they here? Or?"

Barbara recognized the owner of the voice—the orc Carroll.

Barbara nodded towards Randall, who said to the outside of the tent, "Come in."

Carroll outside the tent hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "We just got off the battlefield, and we haven't had time to clean up yet..."

Barbara whispered again, "Come in."

Carroll and Aldernan, who were covered in blood, walked into the tent carefully. Under the warning gaze of the elf female doctors, they obediently stopped at the door, and did not dare to move forward.

Putting the honey, goat milk and fruit aside carefully, Carroll said to Randall: "The doctor said that these are conducive to Barbara's recovery."

Barbara struggled to open her eyes, and asked Carol, "Why are you here?"

"We were assigned to clean up and search the lower part of town, so we just dropped by," Ardernan said.

Carol glanced at the pale Barbara, tried his best to turn his head away, and said softly, "Let's wait outside."

After speaking, the orc walked straight out of the tent.

Aldernan shrugged at Randall and followed him out.

Barbara looked at the back of the two leaving, gently squeezed Randall's hand, and whispered: "Go, do what you should do."

Randall nodded, stood up, watched the elf female doctor gather around Barbara, wiped and disinfected the latter again, then silently walked to the door and opened the curtain.

An elf female doctor followed Randall to the door, stopped the latter and said, "Mr. Quinn, I have a question I must ask you now."

Randall: "Please."

Female elf doctor: "Your wife's body is very weak, especially her heart... Fertility is a very dangerous thing for her. I hope you will be mentally prepared."

Randall's heart tightened, and he nodded slightly.

The female elf doctor: "In case, I mean in case...your wife's physical condition is unable to continue giving birth, do you want to choose your wife or your child?"

Randall's hands were clenched into fists, his teeth were clenched together, and he froze there.

These few seconds seem to be as long as a century.

In the end, Randall uttered a sentence with difficulty: "If necessary, I am willing to give up the child."

The female elf doctor looked at Randall, her face slightly moved, but soon, she nodded vigorously, turned and returned to the tent.

Making this decision, Randall seemed to be drained of all his strength.

He leaned on the flagpole, looked up at the blood-colored sky, and sighed deeply.

Before he could sigh for too long, a harsh and urgent alarm bell rang through the entire southern defense line.

The sound of the alarm bell was so rapid that the bell ringer was so panicked that he even forgot to ring the signal.

Looking at the busy crusader camp around him, Randall took off his cloak and strode towards the tower.

Before leaving, he took one last look at the white tent, where everything he owned was there.

Coming to the tower on the southern defense line, Randall saw Carroll and Aldernan.

As if seeing the doubt in Randall's eyes, Carroll said: "The situation is urgent. The Shaman Association and the Knights have issued an order. All combat personnel should enter the combat position as soon as possible."

Hearing this unusual order, Randall frowned deeply: "Fight nearby? How urgent is the situation? Can't even complete the basic front configuration?"

Carroll stepped aside and said to Randall, "Look at it."

Randall walked to the window of the tower, looked into the distance, and couldn't help but gasped.

On the plain to the south of Muxi City, undead are densely packed everywhere, and you can't see the end at a glance.

Randall shouted in surprise: "Didn't they retreat?"

Carroll: "As you can see, they're coming back."

Aldernan pretended to be calm and said with a smile: "It's like a fly in the back kitchen."

Randall leaned on the window sill with both hands, looking at the ants-like, overwhelming army of dead spirits on the ground: "There are hundreds of thousands here, no, hundreds of thousands... maybe more."

Carroll added: "It's the same on the eastern defense line. Undead are all over the land... Plains, forests, lakes, hills, everywhere."

Randall looked carefully at the undead that kept marching towards Muxi City, and found that there were low-level undead, alien undead, and high-level undead that he had seen, and many undead that he had never seen before and could not be named at all.

Randall muttered to himself: "The first attack of the undead was just a test, is this their general attack?"

Carroll mentioned the giant ax and the tower shield: "No matter what they do here, sleeping underground is their only destination."

Had a bad cold the past few days.