CH 171

Chapter 171: This is also too fast

“Baron!” Another townsman on the town wall shouted, "You’ll get tired if you keep standing. You see, I have grabbed the best position to watch. I have already set up the chair. Isn’t it unreasonable to just stand? I’ll only charge a silver coin for the chair.”

Baron Nuolun thought about it carefully, and yes, he, the Baron, came to see war and didn't even have a chair to sit on. It's only one silver coin, so of course, he has to rent this seat.

He didn’t even say anything and only paid the money.

As a result, the seat was successfully rented out.

At this time, no one in Westwind Town was surprised that Robb could summon skeletons. Even Little Yi and the three hundred Templar Knights did not show the slightest expression. Bishop Elsie even leaned over the town wall and shouted, "good call!"

He, a bishop of the Church of Light, was applauding the skeletons.

The two light nuns could not help rolling their eyes at Bishop Elsie. They really wanted to complain, but in the end, they were forced to hold it down. After all, he was still their immediate superior in name.

But the two little dark nuns were laughing, "Mr. Robb is indeed a priest of the Church of Darkness, and he can also use necromancy, but… where did he get these skeletons? Are there bones buried there in advance?”

"I don't know!" Number 8 shook his head, "I don't understand."

At this time, the troops of the Desert Kingdom outside were also looking at the skeleton army that suddenly emerged from the ground.

The general covered with gold rings smiled contemptuously at the corners of his mouth. "are you really summoning skeletons? The information given by Mondra was right. There are not many human and demi-human armies in West Gran. At present, they are mainly undead. There is often only one necromancer, a few necromancer apprentices, a few dark priests, and dark nuns in a town. Other than that, they don’t have much combat power. They can’t block the army of the desert kingdom."

He waved his hand forward and shouted, "beat the drums! March, three groups, altogether, break their undead, send my orders to the front of the Mamluk, be careful not to step on the array. The shamans are preparing their spells."

“Dong, Dong, Dong!”

The witch doctor danced crazily on the big leather drums, and the irregular drumbeat echoed on the battlefield.