Punasshire, Whisper Forest, makeshift camp.

Charles was a knight on the second team of the Third Legion of the Royal City Guard, and his mission was to follow the Fourth Prince to Remlos Fort in the north.

As a member of the Royal City Guard, he was naturally extremely loyal to the royal family, so he volunteered to take on the escort mission.

Because the fourth prince's reputation in the royal city is not good, there are very few people like him who voluntarily sign up to go to the frontier with him.

"Sir Charles, it's our turn to go on patrol. Charles' colleague Vanna opened the curtain and entered the tent, and said to Charles, who was wiping the knight's half-sword.

"Okay, let's go, don't keep Kevin waiting. Charles inserted the knight's sword into the scabbard on his left, stood up, put on his helmet, and walked out of the tent.

Vanna looked at Charles's back, shook his head helplessly, and kept up with him.

It was late at night, and the camp was silent, except for the torches in the hands of the patrolling knights, bringing a faint light to the dark night.

Twelve night watchmen were divided into four groups and patrolled in four directions, and they pressed the knight's sword at their waists and carried their own subordinates, always on the lookout.

And Charles's team is responsible for security on the south side.

"Vanna, Kevin, do you feel weird about the quiet tonight? He frowned and said to the two behind him.

"Charles, you are suspicious again, we have only been away from the royal capital for two days now, and it is impossible for the enemy, whether from the north or from the south, to infiltrate here, Vanna, do you say?" Kevin said, but his hand still clenched the hilt of his sword.

"Kevin, Charles is right, it's a little weird to be quiet. Vanna shook his head and said. "Not to mention the roar of the beast, not even the cry of the night owl, the silence is a little too much. ”

"Everyone, be on your toes! Kevin, you're holding a torch. Charles shouted loudly, and asked Kevin Knight to take the torch from the servant's hand, and he put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to draw the sword, while the servant behind him drew his weapon and followed his lord.

At this moment, the bushes in front of them suddenly moved, and a white shadow loomed, startling the three of them.

Charles and Vanna drew ~ the knight's sword with a "bang", and Carter threw the torch in the direction of the bushes, and then drew his own sword as well.

As the torches landed, everyone finally saw what the white shadow was.

It's a skeleton!

The skeleton lay on the ground, holding a hare in its hand, absorbing the soul of the hare, seeing the torch falling at his feet, he stiffly turned his neck to stare at the three of them, and the soul fire beating in the skull reflected ~ a faint green light through the dark eye sockets.

The three of them looked at each other like this for three seconds, and finally the skeleton took the lead in breaking the peace, after all, where is the soul of a hare, where is the soul of a human soul delicious!

The skeleton flew towards Charles, who was the leader, and the bones of its hand merged into a fist, beckoning directly to Charles's chest.

Charles hurriedly raised his sword to block, only to feel a huge force coming from the sword, and the whole person flew out directly with the sword.

The skeleton continued to fly towards Charles, opening its mouth and biting him on the neck.

"Charles!" Vanna reacted at this time, and let out a loud shout, injecting a fighting spirit into the enchanted knight's sword in his hand, and then raised his sword upward.

The blade of the sword accurately hit the skeleton's neck.

Hearing the crisp sound of "dang", the skeleton's head was directly picked up and landed on the grass five meters away, while the skeleton fell heavily into Charles's arms.

"Charles, how are you?" said Vanna, holding his sword in one hand and lifting Charles to the ground with the other.

"I'm fine, don't worry. Charles stood up, shook his numb arm, picked up the sword that had fallen from the ground, and stood side by side with the two men.

Looking at the shadowy skeletons in the trees not far away, Kevin, who was loud, took a deep breath, then shouted and used his fighting spirit to expand his voice:

"Enemy Attack !!"

In an instant, his voice resounded throughout the camp.

..........

Murphy, who was asleep, was woken up by the enemy attack signal, quickly put on his robes, put on chain mail for fear of not being safe, and then walked out of the tent with his saber in hand.

Outside the tent, the chief knight Simon had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw Murphy come out, he stepped forward to salute.

"Don't bother, Simon. Murphy hurriedly picked up Simon, who was about to salute, and asked eagerly, "What happened?"

"Tell Your Highness, the south side of the camp is under attack by the undead, and the knights are struggling to resist. Simon said. "With the undead on the east side, the total number is close to five thousand!"

"Five thousand undead?!This is the hinterland of the kingdom, how can there be undead? Even if they do, there won't be so many?" Murphy wondered. "Could it be that the undead army of Hesulissos has opened the boundary rift and entered the continent of Noren?"

"Lead the way! I'm going to see for myself what it's all about. Murphy commanded.

"Please follow me, Your Highness. Simon was dressed in armor and couldn't salute, so he turned and headed straight to the battlefield south of the camp.

"Spear and shield on top!"

"Javelinmen throw javelins!"

"Take care to protect the archers!"

"Earth mages make commanding heights!

Knight Captain Simon, who returned to the battlefield, was immediately full of energy, and even in the face of thousands of undead, he could command the overall situation without changing his face.

"Ahh

A mutant zombie suddenly broke through the shield's defenses, pulling the captain of the shield team into the army of the undead, and was torn to pieces before he even had a chance to use his fighting spirit.

In a few moments, the captain of the spear and shield was left with only a few pieces of clothing to prove his existence.

"The top of the back!There must be no mistake in the defensive line!" Simon commanded quietly, enduring the grief of losing his companion.

"All the knights take their guns and mount their horses!

Seeing the knights wielding knightly swords and fighting with the undead, Simon yelled and ordered the knights to play to their advantage.

Under Simon's command, the panic caused by the undead raid finally stabilized, and everyone stuck to their positions and resisted the undead's attack.

Five hundred spearmen and shieldmen lined up in two rows with shields, and built a shield wall, and from time to time spear heads with fighting spirit attached to them would pierce out of the gaps in the shields.

The 100 javelinmen stood behind the gunsmiths, poured almost all of their fighting energy into the javelins made of mountain iron in their hands, and threw them into the group of undead, because the undead stood so densely that one javelin could penetrate two or three undead.

Unfortunately, each javelinman only carried five mountain iron javelins, and the rest were made of ordinary iron ingots, which posed no threat to the undead.

Two hundred archers stood on a hill made of earth mages, firing arrows from the arctic copper, which were very lethal to normal undead.

Even if the tide of the battle improves, casualties are inevitable in battle.

There are constantly fighters being dragged into hordes of the undead and torn to pieces by zombies.

Others were clawed by skeletons piercing their armor, shattered internal organs mixed with pieces of iron flowing out of the wounds, lying on the ground moaning limply, and the place he held on was taken by others.

Finally, after losing nearly fifty people, the undead were finally going to be repulsed.

"The king... Your Royal Highness the Prince, Chief Knight Simon, it's not good! There are also a large number of undead in the west, roughly estimated to be about two thousand! Knight Colin asked me to come back and ask for reinforcements, they are already surrounded by undead!" A herald under the orders of his lord knight rushed to the south of the camp to ask for reinforcements.