Basement.

"Why is this happening?! My army of the undead!! ”

The skeletal squash in his eyes was almost extinguished by the over-agitated emotions as the lich who was routinely inspecting looked at the skeleton soldiers who were missing arms and legs, and numbered less than a few hundred.

I don't know how much effort he contributed to this undead legion, so that it has the scale of thousands now, and the equipment that he worked so hard to get together cost an unknown amount of money, and the anger of what is called a lich has not really been allowed to enjoy the enemy, and the range of the blow in his heart can be directly regarded as being thrown a nuclear bomb, what is the use of hundreds of remnants of the defeated generals? You can't even farm goblins!

Why did it suffer heavy losses, the lich who calmed down can think of the reason, the enemy facing is the most elite legion of the empire, not only in terms of numerical inferiority, but even the equipment may not be comparable, although the undead are all immortal, and they also have a steel-like body, but it is not difficult to imagine that after a wave of confrontation, the steel body cannot stop the collision of iron cavalry trampling and weapons......... Knowing this, the Lich fell into deep self-reproach and reflection, and at the same time gained a new understanding of the Imperial Legion.

Alas, what else can I do, I can only honestly start over, there is a good saying, the game that does not charge money will always have a day to turn over with the liver every day and every night, anyway, the lich is immortal, and time is negligible. Despite this thought, it is still a word of sorrow.

"Master, the casualties have been sorted out." Ai handed a statistical report to the grumbling lich sitting in a chair.

"Oh." The lich took it in a fit of interest, and the soul fire swept away, the basement was very dim, and the torches on a few walls could not completely illuminate the unauthorized expansion of the basement, but it was dispensable for the vision of the undead, even if it was all night.

"The loss of the skeleton soldiers is two thousand one hundred and eighty, the heavy armor skeleton one hundred and one, the skeleton knight five hundred, the skeleton mage fifty, the skeleton archers fifty, the total loss is two thousand eight hundred and eighty-one, the remaining number is three hundred and fifty-seven, the remaining two hundred and ten soldiers, ten heavy armor, knights...... Zero...... There are also zero mages and archers, this, what's the situation? Why is my back all hanging? The lich had a question mark on his face, he remembered that his army of the undead had not yet been able to break through the front row by humans, right? How could it be like this?

The lich thought for a moment and shouted to the few hundred skeletons left in front of him, "Bout, are you kid still alive?" ”

Since it is an undead legion, the lich has also set up a position that is convenient for jurisdiction, and Bout is the general general, a headless horseman with decent strength, who leads the undead legion to attack on his behalf. Since he came back, because of the Black Knight, I haven't seen him, and I don't know if he's dead.

"I'm here, master." The skeletons moved out of the way, and a skeleton soldier held a human head in his arms, and it was this head that spoke, his face haggard, like a dying patient.

"Huh? What about your burly and powerful body, and your loving horse? It's gone. The lich thought it strange, he remembered that the guy was usually showing off his muscles in front of him when he was fine, and even in this expanded basement he had to ride a horse and be forced to do so, as if he was uncomfortable not riding. In short, it's a neurosis.

"Alas," said Bute, with a long sigh, his face as pale as a painting, and he said calmly, "I have stayed in that war forever." ”

"Oh." The lich replied in surprise, he was destined to come again, he didn't have much thought or emotion, he only said "you go down first, and when there is time, I will rebuild a new body for you" and told Bout to go back.

Bute suddenly came to his senses, and he said in disbelief, "Master, have you abandoned me?" ”

You're thinking too much, now that the army is scarce, how can I have time to abandon you. In order to maintain his cold status, the lich's expression did not change, and he complained inwardly.

Just as he wanted to shut him up, the guy Bout glared at the silent black knight standing beside him, "Is the new general him?" Master! I'm not convinced! ”

It's so annoying to you, why is your inner drama so rich, is it possible that you still want to have a duel with him? With your head? The lich has the urge to hammer this fool to death, and in other respects he is enthusiastic like a big idiot, but in fact he is a big idiot, but he has a serious paranoia of being killed in his inner drama, and he is really convinced.

"I'll tell you to shut up and get back to me."

The lich was too lazy to say more, and this sentence made Bout deflated, regardless of the disobedience, he closed his mouth and rolled back to the group of skeletons, I don't know if he was wrong, the lich felt that there was a look of resentment towards the black knight in Bout's eyes.

The black knight looked confused, couldn't figure out the situation, and accompanied the lich to the basement, just to come and see it idlely, why did he have to be looked at by others for no reason, to be honest, he was not interested in the position of the great general at all.

"Ah, wait, there's one more thing I want to ask you." The lich remembered that he still had a question, "Do you know why the back of the legion was wiped out?" ”

The lich thought to himself, if this guy really said that he was busy fighting and didn't pay attention, he must replace him from the position of general, how could he let a fool be the commander-in-chief of the undead legion, he just couldn't find a guy smarter than him in the first place.

Bout thought for a moment, "Well, I remember that I was attacked by the human legion from one side." ”

"Well, don't you know how to organize a part of the army to stop them?" The lich wants to beat people, and the biggest shortcoming of the undead legion is that he doesn't know how to improvise, and only knows how to obey orders, so in order to make up for this shortcoming, he deliberately pressed the position of a general under him, but he didn't expect this guy to be useless at all.

"I was too busy at the time, and a bunch of human beings surrounded me, so how could I have time to get out." Bute laughed, as if remembering the exciting bloody battle at that time, and his mood couldn't help but become a little excited.

The lich's soul fire turned red all at once, but it quickly disappeared, and he sighed, this fool is really hopeless, and it is useless to be angry with him.

"Alright, you can go back." With a tired wave, the lich asked the skeleton soldier to hold his head back.

When Boot returned to the skeletons, the lich returned the report to Ai who was standing aside, and gave orders to the skeletons.

"From today onwards, you will leave here and go to the exit of the 'Misty Forest' to guard and patrol, and if you encounter an intruder, you will kill them, and if you are human, bring back the corpse and disband."

Recently, I've heard that there are traces of humans on the periphery of the "Misty Forest", so as a precaution, I'd like to send some to compare insurance.