The companion suddenly stood up, looking terrified at what lay beneath him. In the biting cold wind, an iron-grey barrier appeared in the distance.
It was inching closer, bit by bit.
"Damn it," the dwarf soldier cursed and forcefully struck the warning bell.
Dong dong dong!!
The loud chimes echoed swiftly, accompanied by the ringing of other bells that blanketed the entire Gray Iron City.
Within the city walls, groups of dwarfs sprang into swift action.
Horse-drawn and oxen-drawn carts, hauling loads of defensive equipment, moved along the city walls.
The walls of Gray Iron City were constructed to be wider than roads.
Various kinds of arrows, cannonballs, boulders, explosives, and incendiary grenades were distributed.
Muskets, devices, various calibers of gun barrels, and cannon mouths protruded from the city walls, aiming forwards.
Essentially, they had brought out all of their reserves.
From afar, one could see the dense Undead army approaching.
