Camilla slowly raised her head and confirmed that no one around noticed her again, then she got up from the cold ground, and arched her body slightly backed away regardless of the snow and soil rubbing against her body.

On the surface of her body, a layer of film used for disguise is quietly disintegrating. It is this spell called the "disguise barrier" that allows Camilla to escape the locking and spy on the necromancer and allow her to evacuate from the battlefield safely.

Camilla was not unable to defeat the necromancer. She swallowed her anger at this time because the "Holy Council" stipulated that members should not interfere with any irrelevant struggles... So even if the undead just now almost killed Camilla, she could not take revenge on the other party because of personal grudges.

Whether you are wronged or angry, the coldness of this rule cannot be resisted. Camilla has been experiencing this for twelve years and has no intention of resisting.

Not long after, Camilla returned to her teammate's position safely. Because of the battle just now, her image looked very embarrassed, but when she whispered to report everything she saw just now, no one greeted her, and Captain Spark glanced at her coldly and said hard: "Continue to lead the way."

Although she knew that this would be the result, Camilla frowned slightly. She wanted to speak, but when she thought of her daughter who might never see again, she clenched her fists, took a deep breath and closed her mouth-regardless of whether this trip was a journey of no return, as a mother, she could have more hope of reunion with her daughter, so she was willing to endure any grievances...

The battle in the distance has become fierce, and the members of the "Holy Society" can even see the human cavalry who are being chased and fled on the horizon.

"The mortal fights are always so boring."

Spark looked down and reached out to take out a crystal disc with a unique shape. He looked down and said, "The energy of the Elson barrier is approaching the critical point. We need to speed up, Camilla, you--"

“I know how to do it.”

Raising her hand to pin her somewhat messy hair behind her ears, she blocked Spark's words in her mouth and walked forward.

*******

At the same moment, Roddy and Soderl frowned deeply because of the scout's emergency battle report.

"Orcs? How could there be orcs?"

"Master Baron, those orcs are very strong, the one who leads the charge--to be honest, I feel stronger than the Wellington Knights, and the cavalry and infantry at Sora's post can't stop them at all. And those undead knights and necromancers..."

The scout's description made Sodlor contemplate, while Roddy paced back and forth, his voice secretly annoyed: "These are all demons and monsters that popped up from there..."

The plan was disrupted and would not make Roddy so irritable. The "choice" placed before him was the real problem.

Logically speaking, the troops at Sora's post were attacked, and they could not watch the Duke's private soldiers besieged like this - but war is not a verbal gun. Now that he rushes up, he must be mentally prepared to suffer "hard damage" in the entire army...

Roddy believed in the combat effectiveness of sixty cavalrymen, but he could not believe in the more than one hundred entourages... Although he seemed to have nearly two hundred troops, when he really fought, these new recruits could really gain a foothold in the face of the cruel orcs and undead?

Even if you can win, the loss will definitely not be small. If you throw away a few trump cards, destroy half of the soldiers and go to Elson, how can you implement your own city-grabbing plan?

"Oh shit!"

He couldn't help but curse - if he didn't support, the soldiers at Sora's post would undoubtedly die. If he sent troops to help, he would probably suffer more losses.

And the most important thing is that no matter which one you choose, many people will die.

Roddy turned his gaze to Soderol, but then he moved his gaze away... On such a question, he would not ask others for advice. What he wanted was not blind obedience, but his real choice.

After all, Roddy, who is only 27 years old, is not mature. He is an otaku, not "not confused" and "knowing destiny". By classification, he is still an "idealist" to this day--save this country and save his beloved woman, he is always striving for this goal.

But no matter how "idealism" is, it will eventually hit a wall in the face of reality and compromise. When the problem appears in front of you without warning, Roddy hesitated for the first time.

Soderol didn't say anything, but clenched his fists unknowingly.

Carter, Ruger, Akasha, Nata and even all the cavalry and entourage heard the news just reported. They stood up and turned their eyes to the young man who led them to bleed all the way, waiting for his decision...

Roddy stopped when countless pros and cons and countless inferences lingered in his mind, but he did not speak. He just let out a breath, took out a silver coin from his pocket, and then reached out to bounce it into the sky.

For a second when the silver coins were stuck in the air, Roddy closed his eyes.

The next moment, he suddenly pulled out his dagger and slashed the silver coins that had not yet landed into pieces with a "pop".

Leaving fate? Roddy had never thought like this before - because at the moment the silver fragments collapsed, he had already made the final decision.

*******

"Retreat! Retreat!"

Hanks suddenly turned sideways, dodged the sword of a deceased knight, and then shouted loudly to the troops in front of him: "The infantry broke the back! The cavalry broke through! Break through!"

Neither the undead nor the orcs need to be captured. This is not an internal struggle between humans. Giving up at this time means that all the remaining infantry soldiers will definitely be killed in battle, but Hanks really has no choice... to fight? He can't fight at all! The impact of the orc wolf cavalry was ten times fierce because of the terrifying guy holding a battle axe. His cavalry was pressed over like a wave, but he was chopped off a road by the other party!

This is a peerless general, perhaps even Wellington and the Knights of Titus cannot compare with it!

If it were just an orc who was fierce, he would at least have a reserve team to take over. But... what happened to the large number of undead knights and skeletons that suddenly appeared on the side? What happened to the black smoke and bone spear flying around? What happened to the dead orcs and humans standing up and starting to chop their own people?

These sudden accidents made Hanks understand...he fell completely this time.

The desperate shout finally received some responses. The surviving knights began to run with his pace. There were thirty or forty knights gathered one after another, but the necromancer was always following behind. The other party led more than forty undead knights and a large number of running skeletons, and completely made a stance of killing all the things...

"Run! Run to the forest!"

The cold wind was bone-bone and the whole body was cold. Hanks never thought that his first battle at the border would be the last battle in his life.

The human cavalry and the undead troops left the main battlefield, while the orcs, both infantry and wolf cavalry, had no physical strength to chase them. The remaining humans on the battlefield were either transformed into zombies after death, or they had already begun to flee around.

"Stop! Come here! Hurry up!"

Zoro and his mount were stained with blood and turned dark red. Although they had won the battle, his mood was not good at all. The appearance of the undead caught him off guard, so that he still did not understand the fact that he was "used by the undead".

Orcs and undead have never been friendly. If the other party had not evacuated the battlefield with human cavalry, he would have fought bloody battles with the other party to the end without any difference.

But what we need to worry about now is not how many people were killed. Zoro is very clear about the meaning of "war" - he came here not to destroy Hanks' troops, but to the food and supplies of the Sora post!

"Follow me! Hurry!"

Thinking of the Sora post that was defending the empty defense, Zoro always had a bad premonition in his heart. However, when he led the team to this post, the "bone spear technique" and arrows flying down from the tower immediately made him feel cold...

The guard post was actually taken away by the undead silently!

He really wanted to attack now, but seeing the shadowy figure behind the wooden wall and the mage holding a staff on the tower, Zoro understood that... his troops that had just experienced a bloody battle had no energy to fight the tough battle. At this time, he was probably the same as dying death.

"Damn it!"

Zoro cursed, but did not give up - he tied the reins of the wolf, turned around and led the team out of the undead's attack range, used witchcraft to restore the strength of the remaining orcs and heal the wounds, and quickly disappeared into the nearby wilderness...

*******

"Baron, the Sora post has been captured, the orcs have retreated, and the remnants of human beings have been chased by Master Carl... Everything is in your plan."

At the foot of the Gondola Mountain, Belom, who heard the news from his subordinates, looked reserved and nodded slightly with his lips: "Didn't those green-skinned beasts clean up?"

Orcs don’t like the undead, and the undead are even more disgusted with these "stinky barbarians". Among them, the undead nobles are the ones - in Belom's eyes, I'm afraid that this group of garbage can be used by him, and he should feel "honest".

"The news reports say... the overall strength of the orcs exceeded the estimate, and they did not lose much during the battle, so Mage Carl did not lead the fire to the opponent... But before the defense of Sora Post, they chose to escape."

"Oh."

Bellom was a little tired of the topic of "orcs", waved his hand and asked, "Why haven't Nelson returned yet?"

Nelson is the necromancer who created an avalanche in Mount Carls. It is logical that he should have returned here long ago, but he has not heard from him since he sent the message back. I don’t know if it is because it is difficult to walk on the snowy road or something else has happened.

The soldier could not answer his question. Bellom was in a good mood and was not embarrassed. After clenching his pale fingers, he spoke out: "I will check the Sora post in the afternoon and pass my orders to prepare all soldiers to move their positions. The wind that has been blowing on this hillside for so long is time to find a place to stay."

Bellom slowly stood up, moving his body that seemed thin but contained infinite power, and continued: "His Majesty Augustine pays close attention to this place, so... stationed at Sora's post tonight, and tomorrow, march into Elson!"

[Note: This chapter has 3100 words, and there will be no additional charge if the following is.]

1. There is a point that needs to be corrected at the end of the previous chapter: it should be that the necromancer led the undead knight to head towards the battlefield, while the skeleton soldiers advanced towards the Sora post. The two were written in reverse. They were too anxious to upload last night. I didn't realize it at that time. I only changed it when I saw it today. This is more important. Let me state it here.

2. This chapter describes Roddy's choice. Some people may think it is "water", but I think it is a very critical chapter. Every path of a person is chosen by himself. He chooses lazy, so he is incompetent, and diligent, so he has a skill. He chooses to fight and compromise. People make choices every day, and Roddy is the same. He is still young, his personality is not fixed, and the strange world and environment are changing him all the time. From the beginning of the book, he has low emotional intelligence, obsessive-compulsive disorder, and can even be said to be a middle-aged man. He seems to be omnipotent, but he is always in uneasy.

So I want readers to guess and associate: What changes will happen to his personality after countless choices? At the end of the book, what kind of person will he become?

For me, the real pleasure of writing is that I can see the characters in my writing have their own growth, I am growing, and they are growing, which is what makes me enjoy it.
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