A few days later, a scout came to report that a green light could be seen wandering in the distant forest at night.
Brigadier General Harov had followed the Empire's orders to set up a defense line here to stop the undead army from expanding. Even though they hadn't fought with the undead yet, Brigadier General Harov was fully prepared for this war.
Reinforcements from various places were arriving. Together with the original troops, there were a total of thirty thousand Empire soldiers stationed in this open land.
The continuous military barracks had turned this place into a temporary small city.
The soldiers were busy preparing the defenses. Everyone was confident about the upcoming war, except for Fredenburg's army.
After Randall failed to communicate with Harov, he led the remaining troops to Boheep Town, which was the main point of the defense line. Obviously, Harov didn't want to work with Randall, so he could only acquiesce.
Together with the cavalry led by Roger Young, Fredenburg's army was left with less than fifteen hundred men. They were the last of Fredenburg's bloodline.
Natalia and I walked along the cliff next to Sevis Waterfall, looking for the way down to Red Moon Lake. Finally, after a few days, we arrived at the vast shore of Red Moon Lake. To our surprise, it seemed to be very peaceful here, except for the usual gloomy atmosphere.
We followed the clues along the way, following the traces that Avina might have left behind. After so many days of searching, we still couldn't find her.
Just as we were about to give up, we heard a little girl crying in the withered forest not far away.
Natalia followed me into the depths of the forest, which was filled with withered trees. We really saw a little girl with her back facing us around a pitch-black cave at the border between the forest and the mountain range.
She alternated between a crisp laugh and a sorrowful sob. Natalia and I didn't dare to act rashly, so we decided to observe for a while.
Suddenly, the little girl turned around and disappeared before our eyes.
The blood-red crows on the trees all flew away, and a chill assaulted us. I mustered my courage and felt that I had to investigate, even though my heart was filled with fear. I gripped my sword tightly and walked to the entrance of the cave. Natalia was also prepared for battle and followed behind me.
The pitch-black cave was filled with the smell of decay. I lit a torch. The cave was not narrow, and there were many white bones scattered on the ground.
There was also some unknown green viscous liquid hanging around the walls.
What happened next was completely out of my expectations. The Avina that we have been searching for for so many days has actually appeared in front of us like this.
Avina's clothes were in tatters. The only thing left on her upper body was the elven leather armor I gave her. Her lower body was barely covered, and her snow-white thighs were exposed.
Seeing this, Natalia hurriedly cut the rope that bound Avina's hands with a dagger and wrapped the unconscious Avina with a robe.
Without further ado, we decided to return to Bohep and look for the Falcon Knights.
At this moment, many sharp sounds came from inside the cave.
Not good. Thousands of black crows rushed out of the cave and rushed towards us.
Natalia saw the danger and asked me to carry Avina on my back. We rushed out of the cave. Natalia chanted an incantation as she ran, and a Whirlwind Bird appeared in the sky.
At the same time, Natalia used a transformation magic spell and made the Whirlwind Bird dozens of times larger. I could clearly see that Natalia was still struggling. It seemed that she had used up a lot of her mana.
The three of us jumped onto the Whirlwind Bird's back. The super huge Whirlwind Bird carried the three of us back to Bohep.
Unfortunately, thousands of black crows chased after us. These blood-red eyed crows were the symbol of death. They tried to attack us.
I swung my Sword of Retribution and killed as many as I could. Natalia also continuously released fireballs at the black crows.
There were a few times when we were almost devoured by the flock of black crows. Fortunately, the Whirlwind Bird was fast enough to bring us out of danger.
After flying for a while, the black crows stopped chasing for some reason.
On the other side, at the Empire's reinforcement camp.
Harov's scouts reported that there were more and more green lights in the forest at night. Harov ordered his subordinates to be ready for battle at any time. The camp entered the first level of alert, and the defensive fortifications were completed.
A few days later, just as the sun was about to set … The soldier guarding the camp yawned. It seemed that this was going to be a difficult night.
Suddenly, he was stunned by the scene in front of him. Perhaps this night wouldn't be so difficult.
Countless black crows seemed to have blended in with the dark sky as they flew out from the forest on Freiden's side.
Soon, the alarm bell of the camp was rung, and countless torches were lit. The Empire's soldiers were fully armed, ready to teach these enemies a lesson.
The first wave of fire arrows greeted the enemies in the sky, and many black crows were burned to death by the arrows. The soldiers cheered, and Brigadier General Harov felt more confident. It seemed that Randall's army was useless.
But soon, the confident smile froze on his face. This was a war between the undead and the living, or rather, a massacre.
Following that, a large number of evil spirits and ghosts rushed out of the forest. The trenches in front of the camp were set on fire by the Empire's soldiers. They thought that they could stop the undead's advance, but it seemed that they were too naive.
The undead army crossed the burning trenches and quickly rushed to the gate of the camp.
Night had completely fallen. Apart from the light of the fire, there was only a sinister green light.
Harov ordered his subordinates to set up a second line of defense. The traps by the gate were pulled up, and a huge trench with poisonous thorns appeared under the feet of the undead. The soldiers at the gate used large rocks and logs tied to the fence to smash the enemy.
But these preparations were useless against the undead. Soon, a large number of evil spirits and ghosts broke through the gate. The Empire's soldiers could only suffer, twist, and die.
Fear spread to everyone's heart. So this was the undead, this was death.
What followed was a complete defeat. Everyone wanted to escape, but it was too late.
The ghosts were the souls of dead soldiers. They were rotten, and the weapons they used were soul-turned rusted weapons. They also looked like skeletal undead wearing rusted armor. They didn't have a physical body, but they could easily use soul weapons to attack the living.
The Empire's soldiers made their last stand, desperately slashing at the non-existent enemies with their weapons, only to be pierced to death by the non-existent enemies.
The evil spirits were more evil, and their resentment was deeper than the wraiths.
Seeing the large number of undead, Brigadier General Harov felt incomparable despair for the first time, even more so than when he was surrounded by the orc army.
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