Randall had no choice but to order the archers to shoot. Freiden's marksmen were famous in the German Empire. They were one of the Empire's trump cards.
The archers lit the oil cloth arrowheads that they had prepared in advance and shot at the black mass of creatures.
The few survivors were still struggling in the moat. They knew that there was no hope for survival, but they did not want to give up. The city gates were already closed. Even if they managed to climb to the bottom of the city walls, what could they do? Moreover, the number of black crows was enough to swallow everyone on the city walls, let alone them.
The flaming arrows rained down from the sky, clashing head-on with the black crows. In an instant, the black crows fell to the ground, burned to death by the arrows. The people on the city walls cheered. Even those who were still struggling at the bottom of the city walls seemed to have seen victory.
What happened next made everyone unable to laugh. After being attacked, the flock of crows dispersed. A few huge green flames streaked across the sky and smashed into the city walls. In an instant, flames and cries filled the air. The siege began just like that.
In the distance, the terrifying green light that filled the sky quickly covered the plains below the hill. This was an army of the dead made up of tens of thousands of vengeful spirits, evil spirits, and ghosts.
They seemed to have come from the void. Their bodies were light, or rather, they did not have bodies at all. They directly swept across the moat.
"Stop them. Shoot!" Randall immediately ordered when he saw this.
However, in the face of the mighty army of the dead, even the flaming arrows seemed to be useless, let alone the huge trees and rocks.
Soon, the dead broke through the defense of the moat. They crossed the moat and surged into the city walls that had been damaged by the green flames.
The few survivors outside the city were swallowed by the dead in the first wave. Not even a trace of them was left.
The soldiers in the city formed a shield wall and used their bodies to block the gap. The surviving archers tried their best to shoot at the dead souls, but the arrows passed through them and were ineffective. Some of the arrows even pierced through the Freyden soldiers below them.
The dead bit and stabbed the Freiden soldiers. Accompanied by the sound of armor shattering and painful screams, the soldiers fell one by one. The place had become a slaughterhouse.
There was nothing Randall could do about these dead. He could only reluctantly order a retreat.
When the retreat horn sounded, everyone retreated to the north gate of the castle according to the plan. That was the only place that had not been surrounded yet. The soldiers were making their last stand.
Obviously, humans were not prepared to fight against the undead. So far, no one had successfully defeated any of the undead.
The bodies of the dead soldiers were everywhere. Roger Young led the cavalry out of the North Gate and lost a lot of men and horses along the way.
Randall and Jeffery also led the soldiers down from the city wall and rushed to the north gate.
On the other hand, Flants, Lofis, Kevin, and Mayfair were retreating while resisting the undead. They had succeeded in dispersing some of the undead. However, they were mercenaries after all, and ordinary soldiers couldn't do anything about it.
The four of them fought as they retreated, leaving corpses all along the way. The undead had already occupied more than half of the castle, and the north gate of the castle was jammed with retreating soldiers.
Panic was written all over the soldiers' faces. Many of them had been trampled to death by their own people. At this time, if the undead surrounded the north gate of the castle, none of them would be able to escape. Time was of the essence. Everyone just wanted to get out of this damned place as soon as possible.
On the other hand, the old, the young, the women, and the children who had gone to the escape tunnel in advance would soon be able to escape. Although they heard a lot of noise above, they didn't know what was going on above.
However, the undead also found the entrance of the escape tunnel, and a green light poured into the dark tunnel.
The old, the weak, the women, and the children heard the noise behind them and quickened their pace. But just as they were about to come out of the tunnel, the undead caught up with them.
For a time, flesh and blood were flying everywhere, and a large number of women and children were slaughtered. Only a few people in front of them climbed to the surface, and they quickly closed the door of the escape tunnel. The leader was Lord Carina's wife and the lord's two children. They saw the cavalry led by Roger Young not far away.
They shouted desperately, and Roger Young immediately led the cavalry and rushed over. At this time, the gate of the escape tunnel behind them was broken by the undead. The undead immediately rushed to these women and children. Roger Young led the cavalry in front of these people and stopped the undead. He picked up the lord's two children and put them on the horses. The other children were also put on the horses by the cavalry. People kept falling down, and it seemed that they couldn't hold on any longer.
"Run! Don't worry about us! Take the children and run to a safe place!" Lady Carina shouted.
Roger Young knew that this was the only way. Otherwise, they would all die here.
"Take the children and retreat!" Roger Young helplessly ordered.
The surviving cavalry followed Roger Young and ran away. Behind them were the slaughtered women and the cavalry who didn't have time to retreat.
The feeling in his heart was very uncomfortable. This was the most aggrieved battle Roger Young had ever fought.
They retreated all the way to the east. The flag was broken, and many people died of infection, hunger, and thirst. They didn't expect that they would be defeated so thoroughly. The food in the castle didn't work at all.
On the other side, the army led by Randall fought all the way and finally escaped from the castle. More than half of the army was lost, and many people would stay in the castle forever. Fortunately, the undead didn't chase after them after they escaped. Otherwise, they would have lost many soldiers.
Flants and the other lords led the remaining soldiers to retreat to the east. People kept falling down. A few days later, everyone seemed to have reached their limit. They hadn't drunk water for a long time. Just when they felt that everything was dark, Roger Young led the cavalry and arrived in time.
It turned out that Roger Young and the others had met the imperial army who had come to reinforce them.
The commander of the imperial army was Brigadier General Harov. After returning from the Moonblade Fortress to Kelandil. Marshal Alonso didn't blame him. Instead, he saw that he was a talent and put him in an important position.
After Randall and the others were rescued, they settled down in the imperial army's camp. They discussed the battle with Brigadier General Harov.
However, the atmosphere wasn't very harmonious. Brigadier General Harov was very dissatisfied with the results of the battle.
No matter how Randall described the undead, he would only conclude that the army of Freydenburg was useless. After hearing the news of his wife's death, Randall became gloomy and dispirited. He began to be depressed and full of pessimistic thoughts.
But now he had nowhere to retreat. Freydenburg's soldiers were also dejected and their morale was low.
Brigadier General Harov didn't realize the seriousness of the problem. He still wanted to teach Freydenburg's army a lesson.
The imperial army's camp wasn't far from Freydenburg. Brigadier General Harov sent scouts to investigate the situation every day.
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