After several days of arduous trekking, Sandru finally returned to the border between Dia and Erathia. Standing on the ridge, he could already see the huge military camp on the border.

For some reason, he suddenly had an ominous premonition. Bellerion, the god of death, would not come here for no reason, and according to the agreement between the gods and the gods, no god could participate in the strife on the earth.

Because of this, Bellerion went to find a suitable agent. He found himself, he found Steve, he found Thoth, the Death Adjudicator. It stands to reason that he should be able to sit back and relax, at most secretly meddle in internal affairs, who knows if the gods in the sky are secretly interfering again?

Could it be that he was very dissatisfied with his immobility, and did not respond to Fiona, so that Fiona's demon army was beaten by Erathia and lost his armor, and his master should be happy to see such a result, so that he can take Erathia, the richest land in the whole world, from Fiona's hands with dignity!

As for Steve, can't he wait any longer, and when I'm done with the most important thing at the moment, I'll naturally send troops to deal with him!

He couldn't help but touch the crystal bottle against his chest, which contained the souls of his wife Monica and the children. Fortunately, the hardness is still there, which makes him a little relieved.

How to answer his master's question?" Sandru thought to himself, and began to walk down the mountain.

It's not a long journey, but Sandru thinks it's a long one.

As soon as he entered the camp, Sandru appeared a little strange. Why are there more undead warriors in the army, and there are a few undead wizards who lead the army, and they have never seen them before.

"Who are these people?" Sandru whispered to his men who had hurried to greet him.

"They are General Steve's men. ”

"What are they doing here, urging me to send troops?" Sandru frowned.

"Don't you know?" the subordinates' eyes widened in surprise, "The army of the Northern Route was almost completely wiped out under the Iron Fist Castle, and in the end, only two legions were left to flee here!"

"What?!" Sandru yelled, "Steve is a stupid pig! Why doesn't he wait for me to join him?"

"I see you're a stupid pig!" another man's roar came from the barracks, "I ask you, you have ten legions stationed here, why did you never move, and finally let Catherine's three legions withdraw to Ironfist Castle for reinforcements?!If her army hadn't withdrawn, would I have encountered so much resistance under Ironfist Castle?!"

It was Steve, the commander of the army of the undead on the North Road, who angrily surrounded him with a group of men.

"What's the matter? Do you want to fight?" Sandru sneered: "Don't you forget, whose territory is this! A general of a defeated army, instead of reflecting on why he suffered a defeat, wants to put the responsibility for defeat on me?"

Sandru's men immediately gathered around, at least five times as many as Steve!

"I'm not shirking responsibility, but you should be burdened with such responsibility!" Steve was a little timid.

"Well, I'll tell you where the defeat is!" Sandru said coldly: "First, you are tired from afar, but the Iron Fist Castle is waiting for work! Since your army has an absolute advantage, why should you rush to attack at the moment? What you should do is to immediately station, reorganize your troops, and design a detailed attack plan!"

I think you're so carried away by a series of victories that you're so hot that you immediately attack the fortified Castle of Iron Fist!

It's not a big deal to be able to win a battle, it's a great thing to get the most victory at the least cost!"

"You're amazing!, why didn't you wipe out Catherine's troops?!," Steve retorted.

"Don't forget, I've just captured all of Dia! There are still rebels in many parts of Dia, and I must secure my rear before they will stab my chrysanthemum in the back!"

Let me point out your second fatal mistake: you have made a mistake in intelligence and have become deaf and blind! The castle of Iron Fist is no longer an empty city, their defenders have been strengthened, and you still think that it is easy to attack an empty city with your 100,000 men! I think you are afraid that I will share this great feat!"

"And you Sandru, you just don't want to see me win!Why Fiona is defeated, it's all thanks to you!And I was so naïve as to think that you would definitely plan me, but I became the second Fiona!"

"Strange and weird, it seems that you are blaming me for letting Catherine go back! Well, even if Iron Fist Castle gets reinforcements from her three legions, plus the remnants of the defeated army in the north, it will add up to no more than six legions, and you have ten! If you can calm down and reconnoiter the enemy's situation, you should besiege them and wait for reinforcements! In my opinion, fighting 60,000 people with 100,000 is nothing big even if you win, and you are not only defeated, but you even have the face to speak here!"

"Sandru, do you think I can safely besiege them under the Iron Fist Castle and wait for your arrival?" Steve spat indignantly: "Kendall's First Corps and Eldrid's Second Corps are reinforcing the Iron Fist Castle in the starry night, and you are still standing still, and you can't even find a commander in the barracks! If I am still waiting for you stupidly under the castle at this moment, I am afraid that I will not see you send a soldier to come to the reinforcements, and what awaits me will be surrounded and annihilated by the armies of Erathia!"

"It was your own presumptuous advance that led to the defeat of the entire campaign, and you blame me for letting Catherine's three legions go...... It seems that nothing has come of us in such an argument!" Sandru sighed, "Only a wise master can judge who is right and who is wrong!"

"The master isn't here, but he's on his way. A young necromancer stepped forward. This man was known to every necromancer, his name was Clauvis, and he was a disciple of his master, Bellerion, and he was always by the side of the Grim Reaper.

Everyone backed down in awe, and Clauis walked in.

The master was not there? Sandru was surprised: Could it be that the man riding the blood dragon a few days ago was not the master?

No! Only the master has such great power! This kid in front of him is only worthy of carrying his shoes!

"Although the master is not there, he has already judged the matter fairly!" Clauvis held up a black iron ring with a terrifying skull embedded in it.

"Seeing the Ring of Death is like seeing the master himself!" said Clauvis.

Everyone got down on half a knee, including Sandru and Steve. Their hearts are pounding with tension at the moment!

"Commander Sandru is responsible for the failure of the entire campaign! His position as commander is immediately relieved and replaced by me! I order, take down this traitor at once, and Ling Chi will be executed!"

"It's not fair!" Sandru struggled and shouted, "I have captured all of Dia and have not suffered a single defeat! And he, a defeated general, has lost a whole ten corps, and he should bear full responsibility! This is not fair, it is not fair! I ask to see my master! If he listens to my explanation and still thinks that it is my responsibility, then we will die without regret!"

"You'll see your master!" Clauvis nodded with a sneer: "Okay, then I'll let you die on the ground! Lock him up and keep him under strict guard!" He turned his head and said to Steve, "As for you, you are ready to explain to your master personally!"

In the cage, Sandru howled like a trapped beast from time to time.

How many days have passed? I don't know! There are no fingers to be seen here, except for howls and heavy breathing, all that remains is dead silence.

No one brought him food or water, and it seemed that everyone had already treated him as a mortal.

I Sandru worked hard in the camp, but I didn't expect to end up with such a sad end!

Is this all my retribution?" Sandru muttered as he held the crystal bottle in his arms.

No, it shouldn't be like this! I have to go out and find a way to resurrect you, and then we will find a valley where no one is around, and live happily together!

If I had to choose again, I would rather be a village teacher or a farmer!

Monica, are you okay, and has the ice melted your ice?

Sandru jumped to his feet again, roaring loudly and shaking the arm-thick iron fence vigorously.

Still no one answered him. The ultimate consequence of the catharsis was that he collapsed to the ground with a weak body.

......

Am I dead?" Sandru struggled to open his eyes, a white light in front of him making him dizzy.

Why is it white light? Could it be that the angels are going to welcome me into heaven?

I've done so much that I deserve to go to the bottom of hell and suffer from purgatory!

Sandru held his arm in front of him, dodging the white light.

There was a heavy thud of steel in the empty cell, and then the white light vanished.

"Lord Sandru...... Lord Sandru...... "Someone was whispering to him.

Sandru happily climbed to his feet and threw himself on the iron fence as if grasping at a life-saving straw: "Is that you, my loyal chief of the guard?"

"Yes...... Are you okay?"

"How did you get in?, did the master allow it?" said Sandru hurriedly.

"No! the master didn't come to Dia!"

"Could it be that Clauvis's kid has a kind heart?"

"Crowis is leading the army against Catherine's Second Corps, and Steve is in charge for the time being. ”

"No wonder it's him! He wished I was dead! After so many days, not a drop of water or a piece of moldy bread was brought to me!"

"I bought off the guards to get in...... I beg your forgiveness for misappropriating your belongings without your permission......"

"You have done a good job! I can't imagine that I Sandru I, and in the end I will be accompanied by only a faithful servant...... Tell me, is that frozen corpse in my room okay?"

"Once you've been locked up, people keep breaking into your room...... The first one is Crowvis, who took all your reading notes......"

"Damn, that's my life's work!" Sandru said through gritted teeth.

"I didn't dare stop him...... He saw the frozen corpse in your room, then frowned and waved his men to throw it out!"

"Oh my God, damn Clauvis, I'm going to kill you with my own hands!" Sandru's teeth rattled.

"And then a lot of people came to loot your things, and even a lot of your former subordinates......"

"Damn it, do they all think I'm dead and want to take advantage of the fire?"

"I can't stop so many people! Anyway, there's less and less stuff in your room......"

"Wait, when I come out, I want them to repay a hundredfold!" Sandru suddenly grabbed the guard's hand and said eagerly: "What about my little medicine box, did they snatch it?"

"They rummaged through for a while, and they didn't know what the bottles were for, so they threw them on the ground, and I picked them all up......"

"You're doing the right thing!" Sandru slowly let go of his hand and leaned against the cold stone wall and gasped, "It looks like I'm going to die!"

The chief guard fell silent.

"I'd like to ask you to do me a favor......"

"Say it......"

"Crowis and Steve won't let me live, they're going to torture me in a different way, and I'm worse off than dead...... I beg you to take that blue potion from my medicine chest, it will relieve my pain, and I may even end my life with it if necessary!"

"Lord Sandru......"

"Can't you satisfy me at the last of a dying man's last little request?" Sandru wept, "I can give you the right thing to do after I die......

"You...... Don't you still have a wife and children alive, who are the rightful heirs to your property!"

"They're all dead!" Sandru sighed, "I'll tell you, the body in the room is my beloved wife Monica!

"May the gods bless their souls!" the chief of the guard prayed, then whispered, "I'll try it, I hope to bring you the potion!"

"Thank you, my friend!"

The chief guard stood up, walked over to the door and knocked on it.

The door opened, then immediately closed again, leaving nothing but endless darkness and dead silence in the cell.