I have a shelter

For these newcomers on the battlefield, Wolpe could understand the pressure in their hearts.

The Judgment Knights were the most powerful knights in the entire shelter. Therefore, even though these 100 people went to extremes without hesitation, George was reluctant to give up these black gloves, but arranged a way for them to divert the black tide and take root outside.

As for their future development, it may be unknown, but these people are probably the most suitable people to divert the black tide.

——Liberating comrades, this is probably the most common thing for the Judgment Knights.

They deal with those blood descendants who are the most poisoned, or the darkest and craziest. If they don’t know how to ignite the holy fire, they can only hope to rush back to the shelter immediately after being infected.

They often encounter mist cultists, or even demons hidden in the crowd. And these guys are very good at sneak attacks, assassinations and poisoning. The tricks are extremely vicious and hard to guard against. Once the body is accidentally occupied by the demon, it will be dragged into hell in the endless torture.

Sometimes, the Judgment Knights would act as the "exorcists", but only the most determined warriors could resist the spread of the "madness" deep in their hearts, thus defeating themselves and painting a red stripe on their black robes - and among these 100 people, everyone's cloak was a tricolor stripe.

But there are often many people who can no longer control themselves in the irreversible frenzy. So they pray to their companions to free themselves, return to the embrace of the light of dawn, turn into heroes, and protect the shelter.

Therefore, the Judgment Knights who have experienced all this deeply hate the wolf descendants, blood descendants, and demons. Some extreme people even often can't help but seize an excuse to secretly torture the special residents of the shelter.

As their post-war spiritual doctor, George knows about the experiences of each of these people. So he had to turn a blind eye to some things - sometimes when facing the dispute between Mother Hathaway and Wolpe, he didn't know who to favor.

All the Judgment Knights present, including George himself, could understand Robert's feelings - many newcomers often find it difficult to bear this pressure.

So after listening to Robert's words, George just nodded and said what Wolpe was thinking: "Please accept my condolences."

Such things are commonplace for the Dawn Knights, but for those who have just come into contact with the Black Tide, it does require some transition. So for the disdain in Robert's mouth, none of the Judgment Knights present were willing to care about it.

Just like what George often said to Tanya - be happy, and you will get used to it in the future.

Robert did not expect that this speech would attract everyone's indifferent eyes and this simple response.

The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he turned his eyes away, not accepting this comfort.

He admitted that the Black Pearl Army was extremely elite among the nobles. It can also be seen that these 100 knights seem to be a little different - perhaps they are the real veterans, but the current war is incomparable to the battles between those lords.

To this day, he still expressed great dissatisfaction with the baron for only bringing 500 people.

He simply didn't know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was!

In this unprecedented battle, the best knights from all over the world came here. He had seen too many arrogant newcomers like this.

They were all frogs in the well.

After they saw this unprecedented new battlefield and heard the whispers of those terrible demons and blasphemers echoing in their hearts, they might change drastically, or reveal their weak nature.

But in any case, they were not qualified to express comfort to themselves!

A subtle atmosphere quietly rose among the knights, and everyone finally left unhappily.

Looking at Robert and others who were going away, Tanya breathed a sigh of relief. She patted George and thanked him for not arguing with her good friend.

The fire in the distance burned more and more, and the fire welcomed many zombies. The lords in front had long had experience with such things. They quickly gathered the soldiers who had fled back in panic, formed a long formation of one, three or four rows, and erected a human wall to resist the tide of corpses.

"Boss, should we go over?" Wolpe said, stroking his warhorse.

"I've seen it, Wolpe. It's similar to the situation when we cleared out several large manors in the Rat-dwelling Territory - there are no blasphemers here."

Wolpe nodded after hearing this and understood what the lord meant.

At the beginning, their battle was one to ten. With the Torch of Hope, Dawn Rain and Punishment to disperse the monster group, the knights interspersed and cooperated with the infantry to slowly clear them out. But although the lords did not have the Torch of Hope, it was not a problem to kill them all at once - after all, they were in large numbers, and they had big fires and a large number of priests to rely on. So they had a greater advantage.

Of course, if they couldn't deal with this little thing, then the team of the shelter should also go over quickly - no one could save these people who were determined to plunge into the black tide.

"Some people have already gone over." George said this, looking at the griffin knights in the distance, who were mobilizing the cavalry before the war. The knights looked over here from time to time, and their eyes looked very rude. And George found that it seemed that some lords and knights could also see through the fog and look into the distance: "The great nobles still have a rich foundation, and the church seems to have gradually relaxed its control over the talismans."

These zombies have no oil at all. After hearing someone mention their own work, the old soldiers were too lazy to move. Some continued to wipe their equipment, and some continued to buckle their horseshoes, each doing their own thing, conserving their energy. It was as if there was no war in front.

Few people could see this side clearly in the fog, but George and the Judgment Knights had a panoramic view of the distance.

The zombies that came through the fire have already fought with the lords' teams. Although the lords' teams are mixed, this long formation makes up for this shortcoming a lot.

"It seems that there is still a great difference between the battle formations between the north and the south." George nodded and said.

Not only are there differences in battle formations, but the soldiers of these lords are also mostly mixed. There are not many lords who can train the "Macedonian Phalanx" like the Lord of Bianhe. However, when dealing with zombies, they all like to use long-handled weapons. '

But the noble private soldiers seem to prefer more durable weapons such as long swords and axes, but they are more suitable in this chaotic battle.

Not long after, a hundred golden knights passed through the zombies, greatly relieving the pressure on the lords. Seeing that the team was about to collapse, they gathered together again and gradually pressed the tide of zombies into the fire.

The seven priests in the team continued to encourage the crowd. The hymns they sang were much more varied than those in the shelter, but George saw many "slackers" at a glance.

Unfortunately, those private soldiers who lacked knowledge did not know whether the hymns sung by the priests were useful, but when they sang along, they were extremely courageous.

With the cooperation of the Griffin Knights and the priests, the three thousand soldiers led by several lords quickly suppressed the zombie tide. As soon as the two wings of the team closed together, the zombies that came out of the fire began to become scattered.

When the battle was about to end, the soldiers began to pick the zombies into the fire, showing their bravery and playing.

George flipped through the heavy and ancient book in his hand. The content on it looked no different from the common "holy book". The page he turned to was an ordinary map. But in his eyes, he could see the details of the monsters.

'Brainless zombies', 'ugly living dead', and 'deeply infected scavengers' were the main components of these monsters. When the battle was the most intense, they looked black, but there were actually less than two thousand of them that passed through the fire and fought with the soldiers.