Chapter 42: Light's Tracking and Evil's Surveillance
Eric led seven knights into the forest. Along the way, he whistled in rhythm, trying to use a secret signal to contact the temple patrol.
The loud slogans were heard far away in the forest, scaring away a flock of birds.
But there was no reply, and there was no news from the patrol team.
"Something really happened."
Eric's heart sank. Logically speaking, as long as he gave the signal, the patrol would respond to him no matter what.
This is the rule of the Knights Templar. Even if one knight violates the rule for special reasons, it is impossible for twenty-three knights to rebel against the rule, right?
"They must be dead. There are enemies nearby! Maybe they are high-level monsters, or maybe they are enemies."
Eric lowered his head to analyze the situation. There were quite a few people on the patrol team, so how could they be eliminated so easily and silently?
Thinking of this, Eric did not dare to let the knights split up to look for people, but cautiously sent out the lucky eagle to hover in the nearby sky to search for suspicious targets.
He led the knights to search for suspicious traces on the ground.
"Even if he's dead, there should be traces of blood or fighting left behind."
Eric has rich professional knowledge. Although he has no leadership experience, he has extremely rich combat experience. He also exchanges hunting experience with old hunters in villages near the main city all year round.
It can be said that the forest is also one of his main battlefields that he is good at, which is why Eric was sent as a vanguard.
"Strange, why are there no signs of fighting or blood?"
Eric 's brows furrowed more and more. He whispered an order: "Expand the search area! In addition, everyone should be ready to fight at any time. The enemy is likely nearby!"
"Yes, sir."
The Knights Templar nodded solemnly, and they all tightened their weapons in their hands.
They are not afraid of fighting, nor are they afraid of unknown enemies. They are fanatical believers of God, brave and powerful.
"Cry!"
A loud eagle cry was heard in the sky. Several falcons came back and circled above Eric's head.
"Fuying has made a discovery."
Eric clenched the knight's sword in his hand, and the fighting spirit was already lingering on the knight's sword: "Let's go, follow Fu Ying to see the situation."
"good."
The Temple Knights followed the eagle and headed deep into the forest.
…
After a while, the eagle stopped somewhere.
They didn't chirp, they just found a tree to land on and looked down at something.
Eric understood what was going on, and quickly gave a signal, leading the Temple Knights to bend down and carefully sneak forward, approaching where the lucky eagle was.
“Clatter.”
There was a rustling sound not far away, and Eric could smell a strong stench and an evil smell so strong that it made him dizzy.
Eric suppressed his anger and surprise, quietly parted the grass in front of him, and stuck his head out to take a look.
"Huff, Huff!"
Several ugly zombies were gnawing on the corpses on the ground, and standing beside them were several skeleton soldiers and a skeleton mage.
This group of undead wandered aimlessly, as if they were mechanical tools, stiff and dull.
Eric looked carefully at the corpses on the ground. From the blood-stained swords and armor of the knights on the ground, he could tell that the corpses on the ground were all knights of the temple patrol!
"Damn undead!"
Eric's eyes were bulging with anger, and he wished he could rush out and kill all these evil and dirty creatures.
"Sir, let's go kill them all!"
"Don't let these evil creatures defile the bodies of God's people!"
The Knights Templar were filled with righteous indignation and quietly requested to fight. They all wanted to kill these undead spirits.
"no!"
Eric shook his head and said through gritted teeth: "Now is not the time."
"According to the scriptures in the temple, the undead are low-intelligence evil creatures that are not afraid of death. If we rush out now, they will definitely rush over to fight."
"These low-level undead were no match for us, but they still killed the patrol ."
"I don't even dare to say that I can kill all 23 members of the patrol! How did these low-level undead do it? I can say with certainty that there are more undead in the forest."
"If we kill this group of undead now, we will lose the clues to find more undead."
Eric took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "We have to wait patiently. The undead are social creatures with a certain degree of dependence, especially in areas that are not the Kingdom of the Undead. They will definitely act in groups."
"We just need to wait until they return to their companions, then follow them in secret and kill them in one fell swoop! Revenge for the patrol!"
Eric's analysis was very reasonable, and the Knights Templar nodded in agreement.
Since they have the power to kill the patrol team, there must be a large number of undead in the forest.
"Father, your fears have come true."
Eric murmured to himself: "The undead have really escaped from the Northern Forest. They will bring endless disasters to this continent."
"But I, Eric, am willing to be the first barrier of mankind, to block all the undead! And to destroy them!"
Eric's eyes were determined.
The Temple Knights didn't have to wait too long. Soon the group of zombies were full and followed the skeleton undead slowly in one direction.
"Hurry, follow them . Don't get too close, or you'll reveal your tracks. The undead are very sensitive to the breath of living beings."
"good."
The Temple Knights followed the undead, moving forward.
I don’t know when, the sky has gradually darkened, and the undead are walking very slowly.
Eric was worried that the Undead Army was too large and his knights could not handle it, so he turned around and said, "You two go back and get everyone in the camp to come over!"
"Remember, don't bring torches, and take the Night Potion in advance."
[Potion of Night] allows the Knights Templar to see in the dark. It is a product of the alchemists of the continent of Esk.
"good."
The two temple knights nodded and turned back to inform the main force.
The night has completely enveloped the entire forest.
Under the cover of countless leaves, not even the moonlight could penetrate the entire forest, and it was pitch black all around.
Eric and the remaining knights continued to follow this small group of undead forces. Fortunately, Eric and several knights were quite strong. They used their fighting spirit to focus their eyes and were able to barely see in the dark.
Strangely enough, this group of undead spirits kept wandering around in the forest, but they never joined up with the main force.
Eric didn't know the habits of the undead. He had only read about these evil creatures in books and didn't have a very deep understanding of them.
He did not doubt too much, but followed and waited patiently.
By the time all the Knights Templar stationed in the camp arrived, there were already 322 Knights Templar including Eric.
Every temple knight has the strength of a mid-level knight, but Eric is a senior knight with extraordinary strength.
If we must use the level classification of the godhood system, Eric is at least a level 30 or above martial NPC character.
"Why is it so slow?"
Eric frowned and looked at the undead not far away. He swallowed the [Night Potion]. Even a great knight would not dare to use fighting spirit when he was about to fight.
The fighting spirit of a knight is like the magic power of a wizard. Once it is used up, there will be no more power or threat.
A knight might still be a slightly stronger ordinary person after using up his fighting spirit, but a magician would be even more unbearable after using up his magic power. A strong teenager could hold him down and beat him up.
"They seem to be a little faster."
Eric was shocked and quickly led his troops to follow the actions of the undead.
He did not notice that in the deep shadows of the nearby darkness, there were subtle fluctuations in the air.
"Brother Cong's plan is really great!"
"I thought they were going to run out and kill the people from the bait team, but I didn't expect him to be so patient and have such a big appetite that he wanted to kill all of us."
"Haha, even if he has patience, so what? Brother Cong has already made preparations for both scenarios."
"They are just a bunch of NPCs. Do you think they can compete with players in terms of intelligence?"
"If only Cong Ge's Paradise of the Dead Legion was here, I'm afraid these hundreds of knights wouldn't be able to handle it."
"But the NPCs will never know how many players we have, hehe."
The ghosts in the darkness monitored the knights while chatting using the team channel.
They were looking forward to seeing whether the Temple Knights would be surprised when they saw the large army of undead.
