He had also mentioned the number of the undead, stating it was hundreds of thousands or even possibly over a million.
They had assumed at the time that the Great Commander had concocted a decent excuse for losing the city. Now, hearing the scout's report, his mind began to waver again.
But, how could this even be possible?
Even the Skeleton King Odys could not possibly possess such a vast army.
Seeing the scout's unwillingness to speak, Krat said, "Gather the others, prepare for battle."
After saying that, Krat left the room, and the guards conveyed the news.
He arrived at the city wall.
The Clan Leader of the Shadow Moon Tribe, Leitoz, and the Clan Leader of the Blackstone Tribe, Andras, were already waiting on the city wall.
The two of them stood on the city wall, their faces shocked as they stared ahead.
Far away, the White Bone Army appeared on the horizon, streaming out of the dense woods.
Slowly inching closer and closer.
