Looking at the rushing army of the undead, Talenham took one last deep breath, he put his helmet on his head, and the next moment, the archers' rockets lit up the night sky. At the same time, the soldiers, who had risen in a hurry, also climbed the camp walls.

A rain of arrows fell, although many undead were killed and injured, but for this army of undead ambushed in the valley, it was nothing at all. They were not the undead army of only a few thousand people seen during the day, but an army of the undead with tens of thousands in size.

The rain of arrows swept through, bringing down a group of skeleton warriors, but more zombies, skeletons, and ghouls rushed madly towards the camp walls. The first wave of corpses fell into the trap belt laid outside the camp as they rushed towards the camp, and the rotting corpses plunged into the sharpened stakes one by one, and the sound of carrion piercing the air could be heard.

However, more ghouls and zombies continue to rush forward by stepping on the corpses of their dead kinds. It's as if the zombies that fall into the trap are just stepping stones for them.

The captain of the Bow Guard hurriedly gave the order to fire freely. The archers did not have time to ignite the arrows before they shot their feathered arrows. The air echoed with the whizzing of arrows.

Everyone couldn't believe what they saw, countless undead besieging the camp from all sides, roaring through the heavens and the earth, as if the entire valley was filled with these undead.

Tallinnham had been through many battles with Berto, but the scene in front of him was undoubtedly more than he had imagined. The ghouls like mad dogs attacked the protective walls of the camp one after another, and in just ten minutes, their corpses were already piled up under the low walls. The zombies and ghouls behind them were still stepping on their corpses and continuing to pound the walls.

"Stop them!"

On the parapet, Tallinnham shouted. The silver sword swept and shaved off the head of the zombie in front of it, and another zombie climbed onto the guardrail, and Tallinnam slashed off its arm with another sword, and then kicked the armless zombie off the parapet with a single kick. Suddenly, a frenzied ghoul leaps high from the pile of corpses and pounces on Talinnam, who is fighting.

As soon as the frenzied ghoul pounced on Tallinn, he opened his bloody jaws and tore at the humans beneath him, and Tallinnham could barely resist with his gauntlets. After a frenzied bite, Tallinnham finally found the right moment, drew a dagger from his bracer, and stabbed the ghoul in the throat. Black blood suddenly poured down from the top of his head, staining his armor and helmet.

Tallinnham angrily took off his helmet, the air was filthy and the smell of corpses filled the air, and in front of him were countless undead spirits, dead zombies and ghouls turned into stepped mats, allowing the corpses that followed him to step on their corpses and rush up the parapet.

The raindrops were still falling, and Tallinnham turned to look at the camp, which had also fallen.

"Tallinnam, we can't hold it!"

On the parapet, more and more zombies and ghouls turned over, and the guards shouted at Tallinnam, everyone with blood on their faces and armor.

In the camp, the lords and knights wielded swords and shields and slashed at the undead infantry that rushed in. They wanted to charge, but as soon as the gate of the camp was broken, layers of zombies poured in, so that the war horses could not rush at all.

......

In the central camp, under the lion flag and the fleur-de-lis, the old king Charles has a resolute face - Burning Wen

"All the people of Bretonnia, at this moment, like you, I am under siege, and we have no choice but to fight to the death. I'm the one who brought you here. I swear, I will take you out! For the sake of Bretonnia, for the sake of the Goddess of the Lake, we will fight to the end, and no dark forces can make us bow our heads and make us compromise!"

"For the future of Bretonnia, for the glory of the Goddess of the Lake, knights, follow me and rush out!"

As soon as the old king Charles finished speaking, the gate of the camp broke down, and an army of zombies poured in like a mudslide.

Suddenly, the horn of the charge sounded, and Charles drew his sword and shouted to charge.

The Knights of the Holy Grail behind him did their best to protect the king from the encirclement.

The sturdy iron-clad war horse smashed through the undead zombies in the way, the iron hooves crushed their corpses, Charles shouted and led the charge, the golden sword slashed one undead soldier after another, no enemy could stand in front of the king and the knights of the Holy Grail, the old king relied on his own appeal to kill a way out of the corpse. Until the knights met the powerful necromancer - Heinrich himself.

The tide of the undead quickly gave way to a passage, but no one dared to step forward in this wide passage. Two brave knights rushed forward, but with a simple spell from the necromancer, the two well-armed knights of the kingdom were wiped out in the charge. The horse fell to the ground, and the knight on horseback was left with only a badly corroded armor, and the flesh and skeleton of the armor turned to powder and scattered. The other two knights were not hit by the spell and bravely rushed to the necromancer, who thought he was not good at close combat, but he did not back down and directly drew his sword to meet him.

Heinrich held a sword in one hand and a white bone staff in the other, and the staff smashed towards the knight on horseback at great speed, and while knocking the knight away, the long sword in his right hand also cut off the front feet of the other war horse, and the knight who lost his front hooves fell from the horse, and just as he was about to get up, he saw a black shadow attacking, and the necromancer was standing above his head, and the sword of the tomb full of dark energy came down from top to bottom, and a sword pierced the knight's helmet!

The terrifying scene shocked the Bretonnian knights present, and the horses neighed and did not dare to step forward. The knights' faith faded by the moment.

Finally, King Charles couldn't help it. When no one dares to stand up and challenge the darkness, he, as a king, must stand up.

Charles stroked his horse and was about to charge. was stopped by the Holy Grail Knight beside him.

"Let's hold it off!

The Knight of the Holy Grail Arbon stopped in front of King Charles and persuaded him with a sincere face.

On the other side, the necromancer's footsteps approached, and he almost stabbed a sword, and no Bretonnian infantry could stop the dark wizard. At this time, only the knights with the strongest convictions could fight against them, and the five knights of the Holy Grail formed a battle formation and stopped in front of the king and Heinrich.

The rain washed over the battlefield, and Charles could only reluctantly order the large army to turn to the breakout.

Behind him, the heroic roars of the Grail Knights and the terrifying spells of the necromancers were heard.