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Chapter 638 The strange army with constant morale

There is no reason why Rachel resists steadily and resists step by step.

At this moment, the passage in the void that slowly fell to the "abyss" is the best answer.

This is the core space hub of the entire God-abandoned Land, and it is also the most unstable place in the space structure.

In order not to give the rebels more on-site expansion of their power, basically every captured passage, once it is judged that it cannot be recaptured, the "system" will disintegrate it, let it fall into the void, and be torn and broken down by the turbulent space.

As the size of the wall of Sighs shrinks, the plane as a pendant begins to collapse.

Since Heizhen handed over to Rachel, she was brought back. To this day, this plane named [New *Hot Earth] by Rachel has collapsed by one-third.

"Rumbling!"

The five-story giant rock made a roar that shook the sky, separated from the edge of the main plane, and fell silently into the void.

The earth-shaking loud noise, combined with the silent end, felt like a tiger's beginning and a tiger's end.

Looking at the "horizon" in the distance, the sense of perseverance that the end of the world was approaching caused invisible but increasingly terrifying pressure. The civilians couldn't help but turn their last hopes to the golden light column that was "striking" above their heads - that were the last three lines of defense of the Wall of Sighs.

The battle has long ended, and Rachel, Derria and several heroes patrolled the battlefield where the corpse was pillowed.

The black flames of embers rose from the battlefield, and dead people were everywhere.

No monster's corpse was dragged away by the civilians and threw it into the fire in the Holy Light Magic Formation.

Originally, this kind of thing would only be left to Paladin apprentices and knight entourages. They were far stronger than ordinary people and were not easily infected by the dark power of monsters.

With the death of a large number of official paladins and knights, these people had to take their place, and they could only be handed over to the civilians. After the transport was completed, simple exorcism rituals and detoxification measures were carried out.

Many knights' bodies were covered with dirty cloth and placed horizontally on the square behind the city wall. Less than half a day ago, they still existed vividly in this world. After the blood was cold in their bodies, only the cross swords inserted on the ground not far above their heads were left.

These incomplete weapons will become the tombstones of their masters.

There will be no stone-carved tombstones, and every stonemason has been transferred to repair the city wall. In the past, these tasks were left to the earth giants under Locke. Now, these giants who still follow Rachel's orders to stick to the city wall are allowed to gather the earth elements with all their strength to repair the wounds on their bodies.

So a broken sword and an army card are everything a knight after his death.

Today, Rachel personally ordered that any knight must designate one to three heirs to ensure that after he dies, someone will inherit the armor.

This is a solution that has no way.

The knight apprentice and entourage who lacks armor are too fragile in front of powerful enemies.

The problem is that the knight's armor is a private property. If a good set of plate armor is also engraved with holy light magic protective runes, its value is probably equivalent to a house in the imperial capital of the Celestial Empire.

In the past, even if a knight died, there would be companions or entourages packing up their armor and passing it to the heirs designated by the knight as a family heirloom.

Now there is not enough heir.

If the knight dies, it means that the apprentice inherits it. If the apprentice dies, you can only take advantage of the entourage. If the entourage dies, you will be assigned randomly.

There are many knights wearing ragged armor everywhere, just apprentices, and not even the exclusive [Fighting Intention].

Not Rachel is willing to do so.

Looking around, all the soldiers who lost their commander were trembling.

The Mantis Man, the Night Demon, and some Paladins, these Guardian soldiers fought like the most heroic warriors.

Now, they have lost the halo bonus called [Courage].

They found that they were no longer the 'omnipotent' superman, but an ant who could not dominate their own destiny at all.

After Lange died in battle and Hawke and Yundaos were seriously injured, they realized this.

Immediately afterwards, the instinctive fear of death captured their hearts.

Looking at the body of his leader (or half-dead), many guys were so scared that they were almost unconscious on the spot.

General is the courage to fight.

The older the military system, the more the leader was killed or defeated, the greater the impact on the soldiers below.

After half of the guardians' overlord leaders knelt overnight, these guys suddenly realized that they were just a better person in the clan and followed the leader to a high position.

The gap between them and top-level powerhouses has never changed from the beginning.

It’s not that they have become stronger, but that the strong man in the plane they are in is not a real hard hand and has been crushed by his own leader with his strength.

After understanding it, the honors, beliefs they received from unifying their own land of God and the pride they established for the great achievement of unification all collapsed at this moment.

They shivered and pale, realizing that they were just an exile and their original intention of falling into this world was just to survive.

Faced with the situation of multiracial collapse, what can Rachel do?

Behind her, she can scold these guys for being unscrupulous, along with the remaining 12 knights (heroes).

Screaming again in front of others is useless.

The saddest thing is that at a time when labor force is beginning to be lacking, it is already a blessing for these guys to be an auxiliary soldier without dragging them down.

Rachel's full chest was undulating violently, and finally, she turned her head and looked at Deria.

"At this point, do you still have to oppose my plan?"

Deria and several Knight heroes were silent.

A handsome blonde young knight stood up: "I, Geralt, respect the decision of the commander-in-chief, but please be sure to hand over the final line of defense to our [Furious Fire] division."

Rachel closed her eyes and opened them again for a few seconds.

She was no longer angry, but more of her helpless surrender to reality.

"Can!"

So, after a half day, an army that was despised by mainstream soldiers stepped onto the third-last line of defense.

No matter how they despise these guys, they cannot deny the fact that today when they are almost out of ammunition and food, they are still able to maintain high morale, except for the stone people, only these strange sea tribes.

They are not necessarily very capable.

But they are not afraid of death.

They did not have good discipline, and even walked by, they wanted to pass by the knights' swords and knives, and even wanted to pick up the gems used for decoration on some armor and steal it.

They are in chaos and have zero moral integrity.

The knights' comments on them were: Even if they shake hands with these ugly guys, they must count whether they have been stolen for a few fingers afterwards.
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