383: Chapter 39, Undead Pandemic_3 383: Chapter 39, Undead Pandemic_3 Faced with the Orc officer’s offer to surrender before him, Count Lanton laughed loudly.
If the promises of the Orcs could be relied on, then pigs could climb trees.
Even if the Orcs really agreed to take prisoners, he would not surrender at this moment.
If he really wanted to live on, he would have fled from the secret passage long ago.
Why should he have stayed until this moment?
“Kill!”
As he spoke, Count Lanton had already drawn his sword and charged out, demonstrating his attitude through his actions.
Having killed more than a dozen soldiers of the Bearman Clan in succession, he finally angered the hidden master of the Bearman Clan, who attacked Count Lanton with a ferocious strike.
He could have easily avoided it, but the already death-resigned Count Lanton was waiting for this moment.
Instead of evading, he actively met the attack.
In an instant, his body parted, and at the moment of his death, the already bloody battlefield suddenly stirred up gusts of cold wind.
The temperature inside the city began to plummet sharply, and the sweat on everyone’s foreheads suddenly turned cold.
This bizarre change left countless people in a quandary.
Before anyone could react, the originally bright sky suddenly darkened.
Numerous bodies that had originally fallen began to move gradually.
Watching the black fog continuously rising into the sky, the Orc Sacrifice Shaman who was watching the battle outside the city suddenly exclaimed, “Undead Canopy!”
Without any hesitation, he hurriedly rushed towards Emperor Bear’s Camp.
“Your Majesty, quickly order the troops in the city to retreat.
Someone is releasing the Undead Pandemic.
Judging by the coverage of the Undead Canopy, the caster has at least the cultivation of a Great Sorcerer.
With the several amplification formations set up by the enemy within the city, this Undead Pandemic could probably awaken all the fallen soldiers in the city.
There is no time to stop it now.
The only option is…”
Before he could finish speaking, the rising black fog suddenly solidified, indicating the successful deployment of the Undead Pandemic.
As the Orc Sacrifice Shaman had speculated, all the bodies in the city, except those of soldiers who carried Holy Water, stood up.
They picked up weapons from the ground and pointed their blades at their former comrades.
A new round of chaotic battle began.
The Orc officials and soldiers, who had just achieved a great victory, were utterly shocked by the scene before them.
…
Leading his army and heading for the Flying Bear Fort, Hudson was at this moment enjoying the scenery along the way.
He had no choice, because of the newly formed Twenty-Third Army, which was holding them back, their marching speed could not pick up, so he could afford to be distracted.
This was also one of the reasons why he had previously demanded the Magic Crystal Cannon from the bureaucrats in the Logistic Department.
After all, the marching speed had been slowed down by his allies, and there was little room for further reduction.
“Report!”
“Legion Commander, a cloud of black has appeared in the northeastern direction, it seems that someone is releasing the Undead Pandemic!”
The messenger soldiers’ voices pulled Hudson back from his amusement.
The “Undead Pandemic” is not a small matter.
Although it does not have the world-destroying power as in the legends, its lethality and destructive power are still astonishing.
It rarely appears, mainly because of its strict casting conditions.
Not only does it require a large amount of precious materials, but it also requires a suitable casting location.
Areas that have just experienced a large battle, or are undergoing a large battle, are most suitable for deploying the Undead Pandemic.
Opening up the map and checking the direction, Hudson quickly confirmed that the battlefield was located near Fort Bertelli.
Calculating the distance, the minimum gap between both sides was at least fifty or sixty miles.
Even if he wanted to go and help, there wouldn’t be enough time.
“I see!
Send someone to keep a close watch and tell the scout horses not to get too close.”
Hudson said with a serious look.
The Bertelli Fortress is not far from the Flying Bear Fort, only a mere forty miles away.
If something were to go wrong in Bertelli City, the pressure on Flying Bear Fort would increase.
If the Orcs lose their minds and like to push all the way through, the Flying Bear Fort will be the next target.
It’s too late for regrets.
Military orders are absolute on the battlefield, and once a mission is accepted, it must be carried out.