Outside the city walls.
The land was scarred, with dense, deep pits left by shells in the distance.
At the edge of the city wall, skeletons and debris had formed a slope more than ten meters high.
The oil had been depleted, and the dwarves had doused the city walls with a layer of cold water.
After freezing, the slippery surface obstructed the Undead's climbing.
Boom!!
A shell exploded at the edge of the city wall.
Rocks scattered.
Dwarf General Frederick, dusted off the pebbles from his body.
Looking down along the city wall, his gaze became sharper and colder.
The Undead outside the city started to move.
The attacking Undead increased in number, and various equipment had reentered the battlefield.
A major offensive was imminent.
"Quickly, send word, have all the other legions come and defend. The enemy is launching a full-scale attack, bring the equipment from the warehouse too." Frederick shouted.
A dwarf standing beside him, listened intently.
