Chapter 86
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"It's the Undead Army." I looked at the huge Undead Army in front of me in astonishment. They were surging out of the lake.
"Let's hide here. Otherwise, we might die here at any moment," Natalia reminded me.
The endless Undead Army surged onto the shore. Among them were the vengeful spirits that had attacked the camp earlier, evil spirits and ghosts that were even more terrifying than vengeful spirits, the Undead Clan with scythes on their heads, the Ghost Riders that had attacked Boheep Town after the Black Dragon incident, and some terrifying Necromancers. The green light of death emanating from their bodies was especially terrifying in the pitch-black night.
Natalia and I looked at the huge Undead Army and were so frightened that we didn't even dare to breathe loudly. There were also many Undead Warriors and Archers among the Undead Army. They were the backbone of the Undead Army.
It seemed that the main battle would be a tough one. I broke out in cold sweat for the others.
Just as I was worrying for the others, a Ghost Rider glanced at where we were hiding. I broke out in cold sweat, but I didn't dare to act rashly. Natalia was probably in the same situation as me, because we were no different from striking a rock with an egg. Our top priority now was to find Avina. We wouldn't abandon our companions.
On the other side, at the frontline of Vreden Castle.
In this fortress that was easy to defend and hard to attack, there was a lord's hall built on the mountainside known as the Dawn Hall. This was the frontline command center for fighting against the Undead Army.
The current commander here was Lord Randall Hill. He was dressed in plate armor and was leading everyone to discuss the deployment of the army.
Beside him was his guard knight and cavalry captain, Roger Young. He was Randall's most trusted and proud student.
On the other side, there was a gentle-looking middle-aged man. He was Randall's chief steward, Aaron Smith. This man was definitely Randall's right-hand man.
There was one more person that I had to mention. This person was Randall's eldest son, Jeffrey Hill. He was a famous archer in Vreden Castle. He used a purple wooden bow to perfection, and his archery skills were superb. He was wearing a hard leather armor and had delicate features. He didn't have any of the extravagant and luxurious aura of a noble's son. Instead, he had the aura of a capable and capable pillar.
Flants and the others also stood around, listening to Randall's deployment.
Randall had already sent someone to seek reinforcements from Marshal Alonso. Once Fredenburg fell, the capital of Kelandil would lose its protective barrier. At that time, the Undead Army would effortlessly invade the Royal City.
It was estimated that the Empire's reinforcements would arrive within a few days, so Randall and the others had to hold on for a few days without reinforcements. Right now, Commander Dwayne and the others were still stationed in Boheep, monitoring the enemy's every move in the north of Kelandil.
Therefore, the battle line from Vredenburg to Bohep was especially important. The civilians and soldiers here were all prepared for battle.
First, they stored all the strategic resources into the fortress and distributed the weapons to everyone. Everyone was preparing for the enemies that could attack at any time.
The farmers in the villages outside were busy transporting resources into the fortress. The soldiers also stepped up their patrols and training.
The flag of House Randall was flying everywhere in Vredenburg. It was a white flag with two blue stripes and two black swords crossed in the middle.
In the large square in the center of Vredenburg, there was a huge statue of the God of Luck, Raquel. This was the place where sacrifices and important ceremonies were held.
This was where Lord Randall gathered his army and prepared to face the incoming undead army.
All the soldiers and civilians of Vredenburg were rubbing their hands, ready to fight the Undead Army head-on. However, they didn't know what they were about to face.
It had to be said that Vredenburg was a true military fortress. Whether it was the military quality of the soldiers and civilians, or the weapons and defensive facilities here, it could be called a dazzling pearl of the German Empire.
The thick walls and the surrounding moat made any enemy who wanted to attack it suffer. This was the strongest barrier in the western part of the Empire's capital.
War had come out of nowhere. Fortunately, Flants and the other three brought the news to Lord Randall in advance, so that he could be fully prepared.
Ever since the Black Dragon incident, the world fell into chaos and darkness. All kinds of evil forces appeared one after another.
Three days after Flants and the others told Lord Randall the news, the preparations for war had not been completed yet.
On this night, the villagers who were desperately harvesting wheat and transporting it to the fortress saw a few wisps of green light not far away.
What happened next was completely beyond their understanding. Patches of miserable green light illuminated the wheat fields. The villagers who didn't manage to escape in time were swallowed alive. Thus, the war began.
The sky was filled with black crows that rushed towards Vredenburg like black raindrops. For a moment, pain and death began to spread.
The villagers who were transporting food to the fortress were suddenly attacked. The terrified soldiers and the remaining people ran towards the fortress.
At the same time, the soldiers on the walls saw the situation at the foot of the hill. They immediately lit the fire beacon and began to ring the alarm bell.
The people who were still sleeping immediately got up when they heard the alarm bell. They picked up their weapons and prepared to fight at any time.
Randall and the others, as well as Flants and the others, got up and quickly gathered at the Dawn Hall.
Everyone was ready for war, waiting for Randall's orders.
"Jeffery, you lead the archers on the walls and get ready. Roger, you're in charge of commanding the cavalry. Tell them to wait for orders. As for our distinguished guests, can you come with me to fight the enemy? "Randall said to Flants and the others.
"Yes, My Lord." Everyone accepted the order and went to their positions.
Randall also arranged for his wife to lead the two children and the other women and children in the fortress to the escape route, which was the sewers of Vredenburg.
The defenders of the fortress also went to their designated positions. Flants and the others followed Randall to the top of the walls.
At this time, the gate bridge over the moat had been pulled up by ropes. The soldiers and villagers who escaped from the fortress were at the foot of the hill. Before they could cross the moat, they were caught up by the tens of thousands of black crows.
The black crows swooped down and most of the people were left with only a pile of white bones. Even the armors of the soldiers were completely useless. All of this made the scalps of the defenders on the city wall tingle.
It was a terrifying scene. They didn't expect to face such an enemy.
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