Lord of the People: I Have a Small World

Chapter 559

Fortunately, the reinforcements did not set out for long. Like Tianyi Territory, many human main cities and player territories were still gathering reinforcements and had not set out yet.

"We must thank Su Heng very much for this undead disaster." More than one high-ranking official of Chen Country thought so in their hearts.

On the Fucheng battlefield, even though the Fucheng defenders used all means to deal with high-level undead, seventh-level professionals continued to die in battle. So far, five seventh-level professionals have died, and nearly half of the remaining professionals have suffered serious injuries.

By the time the first wave of support arrives, I'm afraid more than one-third of Fucheng's seventh-level professionals will have died in the battle.

Even if support arrives in time and Fucheng is saved, it is estimated that more than half of Fucheng's seventh-level professionals will be killed in the battle.

The seventh-level professionals are the high-end combat force of the Chen Kingdom player camp. If they were placed in the former Sera world, they could become the lord of the kingdom, or be granted the title of king in the empire, with a lifespan of up to seven hundred years.

A seventh-level professional is more important than a hundred or even a thousand mid-level professionals.

However, now, none of the seventh-level professionals in Fucheng retreated. They were all fighting to defend Fucheng. Even if they died, they would still block the attack of the undead.

"I have a bottle of seventh-level blood-burning potion here. Give me a hand. I want to kill a seventh-level undead!"

"We can't retreat. Our home is behind us. We must stop the undead."

"Damn undead, all of you die!"

The seventh-level professionals in the sky were fighting desperately, but the middle-level and low-level professionals on the city wall were not under as much pressure as the seventh-level professionals.

After all, the Undead Camp's plan was mainly to send powerful eighth-order Undead and seventh-order Undead to attack Fucheng.

As long as all the seventh-level professionals in Fucheng are eliminated, the battles below the seventh level will be easy.

The battle below level seven on the Fucheng battlefield was still at a stalemate, but the mid-level and low-level professionals all saw the fierce battle in the sky.

Five seventh-level professionals on our side have died in battle, and many more have been seriously injured. Only one seventh-level undead has fallen in the undead camp.

The situation is very bad. If it continues like this, Fucheng will be conquered by the undead, and everyone in Fucheng will be killed by the undead.

They could only fight the undead while silently praying that the seventh-level professionals in the sky would hold on and hoping that reinforcements would arrive soon.

In Fucheng, the city lord Fan Chengyun has mobilized all the professionals in the city. Even the zero-level professionals have put on protective gear and picked up weapons, ready to obey orders and participate in the battle. All residents of Fucheng will defend their homes together.

Seeing his seventh-level professionals dying one after another, Fucheng garrison commander Zhou Taihong was very sad, but there was nothing he could do. Now he could only use the lives of his seventh-level professionals to block the high-level undead and he had to hold on until the support arrived.

Even if reinforcements arrive, Fucheng will still pay a huge price, but that is better than Fucheng being conquered by the undead army, and most of the residents of Fucheng will be able to survive.

"Everyone, hold on! Hold on! Reinforcements will be here soon!"

"Old Zhou, hold on. In eight minutes at most, Su Heng will arrive at the Fucheng battlefield."

"What? Su Heng is coming?" Zhou Taihong, who was in grief, was suddenly confused when he saw the words sent by Li Tianyi.

Su Heng will come to support in eight minutes at most.

With Su Heng's ability to kill eighth-level undead, as long as Su Heng comes alone to support, Fucheng can be rescued.

But how could Su Heng reach the Fucheng battlefield in such a short time?

"Are you kidding me?" Zhou Taihong couldn't believe it.

"Su Heng is now also able to use teleportation. He will soon be teleported to the Fucheng battlefield. I saw it with my own eyes."

"I understand." Zhou Taihong finally replied.