Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Enemy attack! Enemy Attack! Enemy Attack!”
At the top of the council hall, the Veruga marksman shouted.
They quickly guarded their surroundings. Holding longbows, they pulled out the cone arrows in their quivers. They looked around coldly, but more people still drew their bows and looked at the north side of the castle solemnly.
At the top of the endless dune on the north side, a black dot was running wildly.
On the city wall.
The Swadian veteran crossbowmen quickly arrived at their positions.
Including the newly recruited Veruga archers, they all walked up to the towering arrow towers and took their positions.
The city gates on the southeast side and the urn city gates were already half-closed. As the many civilians and construction teams retreated back to the inner part of the castle, these sturdy city gates made of fine iron and high-quality wood were also closed heavily.
On the outer and inner walls of the urn city, many civilians had gathered.
If the situation was urgent.
The bell tower in the castle would ring with the bells for arming.
These civilians, regardless of whether they were men or women, would all be transformed into Swadian militia. They wore iron-plated armor, held hunting crossbow, carried a wide wooden shield and spear, and hung quivers and warhammer on their waists. They would be fully armed!
Currently, the population of Drondheim Castle was close to 3,000, which meant that there would be 3,000 militia!
Although they would not be too useful.
However, they could defend their city pretty well with its geographical advantage!
At least on the city walls, there were still heavy bricks placed there, including thick logs. These were the stone and wood used to defend the city. If they were thrown down, even the most elite level 5 warriors would be demolished.
As long as the city-guarding forces worked together, they could even fight against tens of thousands of soldiers.
“It’s not an enemy attack!”
Bandake also quickly returned to the top of the council hall.
With the power of the underworld, he was extremely fast. As he ran with all his might, he had reached the top floor in less than ten seconds. His eyes were flashing red like the eyes of a demon, but his voice was unusually grave. “It’s our heavy cavalry!”
“Heavy cavalry?”
Kant’s eyes were filled with astonishment.
Turning his head north, his solemn eyes instantly constricted.
In the vast dunes, more than 300 heavy cavalry, armed with horses and men, were getting closer and closer. Although they were spread out, they were extremely orderly. But even so, it was obvious that they were retreating out of terror.
“It’s our comrades! They are being chased!”
Cries of alarm rang out from the city walls, especially from the crossbowmen, who were even more furious.
This included those at Kant’s side.
Even the royal knights were in a slight commotion, gritting their teeth and snorting coldly in righteous indignation.
Because the 300 heavy cavalry soldiers below..
Were the Swadian man-at-arms!
“What’s going on?”
Kant frowned, because these Swadian man-at-arms were the heavy cavalry troops that he had sent to the salt mine posthouse to guard the slaves and keep away the undead.
At the same time, he had also received information from the desert bandits that the 500 heavy cavalry troops had fallen near the salt mine posthouse.
They might have been surrounded and annihilated by the undead’s death knights and skeleton cavalry.
“It’s indeed them.”
Kant spoke slowly, confirming the identity of the approaching cavalry.
As the cavalry got closer and closer, the image of the golden lion on a red background on their flaxen shirts and the kite-shaped shield on their left arms became painfully obvious. It was indeed the Swadian man-at-arms that Kant had sent over.
There were originally 500 people, but now there were only 300 people left. He could tell how heavy the casualties were when they broke out of the encirclement!
“That’s not right!”
The Veruga marksmen did not let down their guard. They looked towards the north with even more caution.
Especially at the small door where the high-level watchtower was connected to the top floor of the council hall. There were also agile Veruga archers who rushed out, pointing at the dune in the distance, he reported loudly to Kant, “There are still pursuing troops behind our heavy cavalry. According to the watchmen, the enemy numbers over 2000. All of them are cavalry!”
“Pass down the order, get ready for battle!”
Kant did not hesitate at all.
He waved his hand directly and gave an order to Bandake, who was beside him, “Bandake, lead the royal knights and the Swadian knights to form a support force. Lead the retreating heavy cavalry to inner part of the castle.”
“Yes!” Bandake answered. Together with the royal knights, they turned around and was about to leave.
“Wait.” But Kant paused for a moment.
After hesitating for a while, he continued, “Have the cavalry enter the urn city and wait. Only lead them inside the castle after the examination is completed and there are no abnormalities.”
“I understand.” Bandake nodded.
“They actually came so quickly.”
Kant gently exhaled.
He focused his gaze on the dune in the distance to the north. A black mass of cavalry troops had already appeared there. They spread out even more. They held up swords, spears, shields, and wore black armor. Many of them were pale white.
The magic of the undead allowed the corpses of the cavalry soldiers who had been dead for countless years to be resurrected and transformed back into knights.
Death Knights.
And… Skeleton Cavalry!
Although they were quite far away, Kant’s extraordinary power could be magnified several times when he used it in his eyes.
He could clearly see that the seemingly black armor was actually black rust that had accumulated in the precipitation of time. The pale white parts were the skeletons, and the swords, spears, and shields in their hands were even more tattered.
However, the ghostly blue soul fire that were unique to the undead were flickering in the hollow eye sockets of their worn-out helmets.
This included the skeleton warhorse that was also a skeleton and was wearing a tattered robe.
The ghostly blue soul fire flickered.
It even added a bone-piercing chill, a chill that came from the depths of the soul, a chill that came from the living against the dead!
However, the undead cavalry did not continue chasing. They only stopped at the outermost dune and spread out in a dark mass. They held weapons in their hands and the ghostly blue soul fire flickered in their eye sockets. They stood still, as if they were waiting.
The 300 remaining Swadian man-at-arms also returned to the Oasis Lookout under the escort of the royal knights and calvary. They directly entered the urn city that had been basically completed. One by one, they took off their helmets. Panting, their faces were flushed red, and their heads were covered in cold sweat. Their faces were also filled with joy.
It was obvious that they had finally breathed a sigh of relief after escaping from the intense feeling of being chased.
A faint golden light enveloped them.
Right above their heads, the huge sun disc slowly emitted a golden light, sprinkling down on the land of the Oasis Lookout like a drizzle. At the same time, it formed a faint pattern formation in the air, covering an area of 10 hectares.
The undead cavalry were right outside the area that was covered in the golden light.
It seemed to be because of this.
The undead cavalry and skeleton cavalry that were emitting a dense negative energy and an evil aura did not continue to chase after the retreating Swadian man-at-arms.
The region that was covered by the sun disk contained so much positive energy that it was a forbidden area these undead creatures could not enter!