Of course, Krina didn't know Lin Jixin's thoughts, and she said anxiously: "We have to find a way to delay the pursuit!"

Block the enemy?!

Before Lin Jixin could speak, Krina had already rushed to the front of the crowd and stood in a carriage with a broken axle and shouted at the crowd: "Listen to me, listen to me! In this way, we can't run away. I need several people to block the pursuit."

Isn't this a death sentence?!

The crowd started to stir silently, and the group of people walking in front even lowered their heads and quickly walked around Krina.

Krina's eyes darkened, she immediately cheered up again and shouted, "I know, everyone is afraid of death! But if you don't stand up, not only you will die, but your son, your daughter, and your wife will die. Do you want to watch them die?"

The crowd was still silent, but the pace was slowing down.

"I'll stay!" A moment later, a gray-haired old man walked out of the crowd, "I'm old, I'm not short of working for the past few years."

Soon another young man stood up: "My brother already has a sister-in-law and two cute nieces. I hope they can survive well."

In his sight, the family of four was hugging together and looking at him with tears in their eyes.

"I!"

"I'll stay, too!"

"I'm the one!"

"I'm not a coward either!"

...

One person after another stood up, and soon, more than a hundred people stood in front of Krina.

"Thank you everyone!" Krina bent down deeply at everyone.

It's really... Seeing Krina like this, Lin Jixin doesn't know what to say.

At this point, she and Mo Lingxin are very similar.

Just as he was thinking, he saw Krina turn around and jump in front of him.

"You take everyone away first, I'll catch up later!"

He thought Krina wanted him to help stop the enemy, but he didn't expect to ask him to leave first.

If it were the former, although he would not say anything, he would definitely be dissatisfied.

It's right that he came to save Krina, but because he felt that he owed someone favor, it doesn't mean he was willing to risk his life to cover up a group of unwilling people.

But now Krina told him to leave first, he hesitated.

"Let everyone walk to the Redstone Mining Cave, and I will block the dead with you."

After thinking about it, he decided to stay.

Although it is a bit dangerous, he has just obtained the "Red Lightning" inheritance of Gamoon, and even if he can't stop it, it's not a big problem to run away.

"Come on, everyone, hurry up and move things and block the road."

Seeing that he insisted on leaving, Krina stopped persuading him, but directed everyone to do things.

After all, people living near the territory of death were familiar with the characteristics of the undead. With their concerted efforts, several obstacles were quickly pulled out on the street, and then collected grease and piled them on the roadside, ready to ignite them at any time.

These obstacles are more than one meter high, which will be a big trouble for the clumsy undead, and the flames are a very effective means to block the enemy.

Just as everyone continued to build obstacles, a dense stream of steps came from the other end of the street.

Everyone's faces changed and they hurriedly hid in the corner. However, Lin Jixin and Krina heard that this was the sound of human footsteps, so they should not panic.

Those people came very quickly, and Krina comforted them and they appeared on the other side of the street.

A team of more than 30 people came, and many of them were stained with blood.

The undead will not bleed. Obviously, these people were injured. Seeing that they were not in a way, the injury should not be serious.

These people were stunned when they saw the obstacles on the street at first sight.

The middle-aged Kecatti, who was shaved with a clean face, walked to the obstacle with his long sword on his waist: "Who is here? I am the captain of the Third Guard Squadron, Cofaton!"

"Captain Cofaton, it's us!" An old man walked out of the crowd.

"It's Uncle Mosan!" A young man next to Cofadon stood up excitedly. His arm was covered with thick white sand cloth, and blood was soaked out of it.

"Uncle Mosan," Kofadon loosened his sword-holding hand, jumped hard and crossed many obstacles, showing the strong strength of at least a senior warrior. "What are you still doing here? Go away! The bones are chasing you soon!"

"Your aunt and little Hassa are all behind," Mosan shook his head, "I want to stay here, they can't leave if I leave."

Looking at the long wooden stick in Mosan's hand, Cofadon's eyes twitched, then looked at his subordinates who were still standing on the other end of the obstacle, and shouted: "Why are you still standing there? Help!"

The team was slightly turbulent, and someone muttered dissatisfiedly: "We have fulfilled our responsibilities!"

"You have fulfilled your responsibilities!" Cofaton stared at the young man who was talking, "If you don't want to fight, you can leave now!"

His prestige is still very strong, and the young man lowered his head and stopped talking.

Under his urging, these guards also joined the team that set up obstacles.

Although they are second-line troops, compared with ordinary unarmed residents, they are armed soldiers after all. With them, the morale of these teams who are determined to die immediately is much higher.

If it weren't forcing me to do so, no one would really want to die.

Cofadon then said to Mosan: "I have a few wounded people, please arrange for someone to send them away."

Mosan looked at Krina subconsciously, and Cofaton realized that this woman was the leader of the team, and immediately turned his attention to her: "You are..."

"Krina, ordinary adventurer." Krina nodded to Cofaton, "I'll arrange someone now."
Chapter completed!