Chapter 396: Undead: The Strange Soldiers from Heaven (IV)
This Kenyan camp was set up to drive out guerrillas and protect the nearby town, with a total of more than 1,200 garrisons stationed there.
The troops are not numerous, but their configuration is very impressive... There are eight alchemical energy cannons and ordinary mechanical cannons, two hundred musketeers, four hundred cavalrymen, two hundred heavy infantrymen, and about four hundred ordinary soldiers, orderlies, and gendarmes in total.
With this level of firepower configuration, let alone defending a camp that has been operating for many years and is extremely solid, even defending a dilapidated village can become a meat grinder that devours lives... The local Hayak resistance army has fought for many years and has never been able to reclaim their homeland. They are indeed powerless.
Unfortunately, this time the Kenyans encountered the Tarantan Undead who did not play by the rules.
When thousands of undead who should have been blocked outside the camp wall by artillery fire and most of them should have been killed all at once descended into the camp, the Kenyan officer commanding the battle on the spot instantly determined the origin of this group of undead and shouted angrily: "Damn it! It's the Tarantan undead! It's the Nightmare Butcher!"
In the past five days (alien time), undead have appeared in many places on the front line of Middle-earth and harassed the garrisons in various places. The Kenyan military has also speculated about the origins of these undead.
The target of suspicion is more often the Western Death Pantheon - after all, the Western Death Pantheon diocese borders the western part of Middle-earth and has a cold relationship with the Church of the Blazing Sun. It is entirely possible that they have nothing better to do and come here to cause trouble.
The Nightmare Butcher himself is still causing trouble in a small country called Rhine in the eastern part of the continent. Not only is it thousands of miles away from the Middle-earth battlefield, but there are also many eastern countries and Middle-earth countries in between. The Kenyan military finds it hard to believe that with this guy's notoriety, there would be so many countries willing to open the door to his undead army.
It was not until he saw these undead spirits use the same summoning technique that they used in the war against the Principality of Lionel that the commander of the Kenyan garrison suddenly realized what was going on and regretted it: "If only we had been able to identify these undead spirits two days ago and request assistance from the airship force in time!"
With the air fire support from the airship troops, it would not be so easy for the undead to rush into the camp!
But it was too late. The headquarters had already been rushed by the undead, who were arresting anyone they saw. The Kenyan officer, filled with sadness, had no choice but to send a telegram to report the origins of the undead. He angrily added in the telegram: "The Tarantan undead are suspected to have received assistance from the Church of Storms and possess some kind of artifact that can summon storms!"
Undead spellcasters can only use black magic, and even with the help of spellcasting materials they cannot drive other kinds of magic; the moving tornado that strangely appeared after breaking through the camp gate can only be caused by the artifacts from the Church of Storms.
This was a wonderful misunderstanding - the capture of the prince of the Principality of Lionel was shameful enough, and it was impossible for them to announce to the public how much damage they had suffered. They couldn't even hide the loss of the artifact, let alone make it known to the whole world.
After sending the telegram, the radio station was destroyed to prevent it from falling into the hands of the enemy. Knowing that he could not escape, the Kenyan officer drew his sword, led his personal soldiers to charge out of the door in a tragic manner... and then less than three minutes later, he was pinned to the ground by the undead who rushed up with glowing eyes.
Not to mention how the officer, dressed in luxurious attire, was stripped of his clothes by the undead in utter shame and indignation. Outside the camp, the cavalry and heavy infantry, who suffered relatively minor losses, saw with their own eyes their lair being raided and the artillery and musketeers on the outer wall, who were the main output force, being overwhelmed by the undead. They knew that the game was over.
Several non-commissioned officers looked at each other, and no one mentioned the idea of fighting desperately with the undead with limited manpower and without fire support. Instead, they quickly gathered their troops and fled to the town on the other side of the plain.
The Empire has been attacking Middle-earth for more than two hundred years, and the occupied area is almost as large as half of the Empire's territory. The garrisons in various places are already short of manpower. It is better to keep the troops in hand and take them back than to lose them all here. Maybe you can even get a chance to redeem yourself from your crimes.
The Hayak guerrillas who witnessed this incredible battle were all stunned.
After the Kenyan cavalry and heavy infantry withdrew from the battlefield, Captain Scarface could no longer control his excitement and led the charge towards the Kenyan camp.
The Kenyan camp, which had failed to be captured despite the casualties of countless comrades, had its gates wide open, allowing the guerrillas to enter without any defense.
Standing inside the camp gate and seeing the scene inside the outer wall with his own eyes, the scar-faced captain was so excited that he almost cried.
Thousands of undead were wreaking havoc in this camp that had once driven countless Hayak rebels to despair, looting everything within their sight.
The gendarmerie who resisted stubbornly were chased by hundreds of undead across half a street, but were eventually caught up and skillfully disarmed, stripped of their armor, and had their hands and feet tied up by the undead.
A Kenyan who looked like a civilian employee ran screaming out of a two-story building, but was blocked by the undead, who brutally robbed him of his brooches, watches, rings and other valuables, and stripped him of his exquisitely crafted coat.
The guerrillas walked to the center of the camp and saw that the gate of the armory next to the headquarters had been torn down by the undead. They were happily moving out boxes of armor and bundles of swords and guns...
This was a doomsday-like scene of undead disasters, but in the eyes of the Hayak guerrillas, it seemed more exciting than a grand banquet.
Scarface rushed into the headquarters excitedly, and without looking for him, he saw the guerrillas' archenemy, the commander of the Kenyan camp garrison!
Seeing the invader who had been stripped naked and tied up unable to move, Scarface could hardly control his impulse. He could not help but take two steps forward, his hand subconsciously reaching for the hilt of the knife.
The undead who were happily moving things nearby noticed someone approaching their captives and cast their eyes over.
Being stared at by the dark eyes of more than a dozen undead at the same time, Scarface's excitement and urge to kill the enemy were instantly extinguished, and he slowly stepped back stiffly.
The undead stared at the guerrillas for a long time before looking away.
Scarface quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, pulled his equally frightened teammates out of the command center, and stood obediently on the side of the road.
"Sorry, I almost angered them just now." After recovering from his shock, Scarface apologized to his companions in a low voice.
"It's okay... I was about to rush up and chop that bastard to death." Big Mike said with understanding.
"Why is there no plot even though we've already defeated the boss?" A player who was busy looting in the command center asked in confusion.
"Who knows?"
"Forget it. If there's no mission, then don't do it. It's already lucrative enough to take over this place."
"It's a pity that the NPC can't be auctioned. I almost reached close reputation..."
There were supplies from an entire Kenyan garrison camp. Even the cannons on the outer walls couldn't be dismantled and taken away. Players couldn't use the captured firearms and could only take them back and sell them to NPCs for recycling. Just the equipment stripped from NPCs and the supplies carried out from the armory were enough to make the players as happy as if it were New Year's Day.
It took more than an hour to loot the entire Kenya camp, and the "use time" of this "battlefield map" was up. Players who missed the battle were sent to another map when they were transferred to the battlefield. So Qin Guan, an expert in pulling people, asked his relatives and friends to kill him, and then pulled the whole group over after being transferred to the new map...
Scarface and his companions, who were patiently waiting for the undead to come and communicate with them after cleaning up the battlefield, watched helplessly as all the undead in the camp disappeared in an instant.
The terrified guerrillas hurriedly ran through the entire camp, but apart from the tragic scene that had been looted, they didn't find even a piece of broken bone of the undead.
After being forced to accept that the undead had no intention of paying any attention to them and left after beating the Kenyans... Scarface and the others turned their attention to the Kenyan officer who was still tied up and unable to move in the headquarters.
The captives that the undead don't want...it seems like it's okay for them to pick them up, right?
The guerrillas will definitely not be able to hold this base, and they will have to leave when the Kenyan reinforcements arrive in the city. Since they cannot control this camp, it should be possible to move one or two, or three or four cannons, right?
The guerrillas looked at each other and quickly took action. They dragged out the unwanted carriages from the logistics department, carried the unwanted officers and prisoners onto the carriages, and then went to carry the unwanted cannons on the camp wall without stopping...
When the guerrillas hurriedly left the camp, they took away several carriages filled with unwanted Kenyan documents, unwanted artillery shells, and Kenyan military rations...
While the Hayak guerrillas were busy picking up leaks, the undead had already started fighting with the local Kenyan garrison on another "battlefield map".
The Middle Earth region is vast, with nearly twenty countries.
Among the thirteen countries in the north, nine were completely destroyed, and the remaining four countries had their territories eroded by the Kenyan Empire to varying degrees. The Hayak Kingdom was just one of them.
The "new map" where the undead fought this time was located in the northwest of Middle-earth, bordering the mainland of the Kenyan Empire, a small country that was originally Krenniburg.
The territory of Kroniborg was only half the size of the Kingdom of the Rhine, and its population at its peak was less than five million. It was the first to be conquered by the Kenyan Empire due to its rich coal and iron resources, and became the "Kroniborg Territory" of the Kenyan Empire.
After nearly two hundred years of high-pressure rule, the population of Kroniborg has increased instead of decreased to nearly seven million; but this increase in population is not a natural increase, but... slave laborers who were sent in.
That's right, Krenniburg has become a big factory for the Kenyans. The people captured by the Kenyans from many Middle-earth countries and the orcs transported back from the outer continent are concentrated in several mines in Krenniburg, mining coal and iron day and night to provide the Kenyan Empire with an endless supply of minerals.
The young boy Brook commissioned a bounty hunter who had a blood feud with the Kenyan Empire to bring two monster skin teleportation arrays into Kronniburg. One of them was hidden in an abandoned mine in the Disro Mine, the largest coal mining area in Kronniburg.
It was 1:10 p.m. on February 1, 1033 in the alien world, which was 8 p.m. on Earth, the peak time for players online.
The bounty hunter Burka Men, who had obvious Middle-earth features and curly brown hair, sat cross-legged in a mine tunnel that had been abandoned for many years, staring silently at the half-collapsed mine tunnel not far in front of the tunnel.
There are rich coal mines in the Disro Mountains. In the past, the people of Kroniborg only needed to carry baskets, hoes and hammers into the mountains, and in a few hours they could bring back enough coal for the whole family to use for ten days.
After the Kenyans arrived, they used swords, guns and iron hooves to force a large number of slave laborers and orcs from Kroniborg and other Middle-earth countries into the mountains. They dug the beautiful Disro Mountains into pits and took away all the coal that could be obtained by digging up the grass and rocks. However, they were not satisfied and continued to force people to hollow out the Disro Mountains.
The mine where Burka Mun was hiding was one of the mines that was heavily guarded by Kenyans decades ago...Until a series of mine collapse accidents occurred, killing and injuring countless slave workers, the Kenyans believed that the cost of continuing to clear the collapsed area was higher than the benefits, so they abandoned the place.
Burka Men's father was one of the slave workers who died in the mine accident.
This bounty hunter, whose life experience was also very complicated, stared quietly into the depths of the mine.
Suddenly, a strange white light flashed in a deep pit deep in the mine.
“Here I come.”
Burka Men stood up gently and evacuated quietly and quickly without making any noise.
The deep pit where he hid the teleportation array that could summon the undead was not far from the exit. As long as the undead came out, they could easily find the direction to exit. When the undead were teleported in a day ago, they had already successfully found their way out of the mine and harassed the nearby Kenyan settlement.
Burka Men, who was skeptical about the commission, was so shocked that he did not take any risky actions. By the time he discovered that the destructive power of these undead was more shocking than he had imagined and posed a greater threat to the Kenyans who were guilty of blood debts, the undead had already left.
This time, Burka Men didn't intend to waste the opportunity.
