Translated by: Novellise
"Form up, prepare for the enemy!"
Lord Harlington, the City Lord of Blackstone Castle, broke into a cold sweat and immediately ordered the Imperial Army to defend.
The guards at the front of the line stepped forward with their left legs, crouched low, knees slightly bent, holding a shield in front of them in a standard defensive stance, ready to face the first wave of attack.
At the same time, they grabbed their long spears and positioned the sharp tips above the shield wall, forming a formidable spear formation!
The shield wall and spear formation combined to create a defensive line that was both offensive and defensive.
As a result, if the enemy launched the first wave of attacks, they would pay a heavy price.
"Activate the alchemical cannons!"
At the far end of the battlefield, the giant alchemical cannons aimed their barrels at the undead army.
After the alchemical barrels were loaded, the energy core activated, and all the runes and magical circuits lit up one after the other, emitting a terrifying wave.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a deafening sound, a large number of alchemical grenades instantly burst out, raining down on the undead army like a shower of raindrops.
These alchemical grenades were war weapons that had been researched by the Imperial Alchemists and the Magic Academy for hundreds of years.
The grenades were inscribed with countless magical runes, and the high temperature and power of the explosion was enough to instantly destroy a large number of holy knights!
"Boom rumble!"
The alchemical grenades exploded among the undead army, shattering every skeleton within a kilometre.
The Headless Knights, who had led the charge, were thrown into disarray and suffered heavy casualties.
Many of the undead skeletons had no idea what had happened before they were blown into the sky and melted instantly in the high temperatures.
Under the bombardment of the Holy Light Empire,
The densely packed and vast undead army suddenly showed a large empty space!
If it were any other race facing such heavy casualties, morale would probably plummet and there would be signs of panic and flight.
But the undead army was fearless and knew nothing of death or pain.
Courageously, the undead skeletons launched another attack, using their bodies to fill the gap on the battlefield!
Although the alchemical cannons were incredibly destructive, they required a long cooling time after each activation.
Meanwhile, the remaining Order of Headless Knights, moving at lightning speed, had already reached the front of the battle line!
However, the impregnable shield wall erected by the Imperial Sentinels was impenetrable. Many headless knights and undead skeletons crashed into it as if they were hitting a mountain.
The shield wall stood firm, pushing them back.
Above the shield wall, the forest of spears continued to grow.
Countless long spears pierced their bodies, turning them into pincushions.
Seeing the undead army's attack blocked,
Lord Harlington finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Apart from the mighty Order of Holy Light, the other legions of the Holy Light Empire were equally formidable.
It was no exaggeration to say that the Imperial Legions were capable of sweeping the world on the basis of this formation alone!
And these skeletons seemed to be numerous, but not formidable.
"Count Klaus, it seems that we don't need your Order of the Holy Light to intervene this time. With just my legion we can deal with all these skeletons!"
Lord Harlington looked at Klaus on his warhorse and spoke triumphantly.
"Is that so? I will await your good news." Klaus' eyes flashed with mockery and contempt.
What were these losses compared to tens of millions of undead armies?
Besides, the Frostbone Dragon in the sky and the Undead Lord had yet to make their move, so they would not be so easily defeated.
As time passed,
Lord Harlington's face gradually became solemn and uncomfortable.
The Imperial Formation was indeed incomparable, and these guards were an elite of elites.
But they were still flesh and blood!
Facing such an intense battle, even if their will was unwavering, they would feel tired and weary!
Yet the undead skeletons showed no signs of fatigue or fear of death.
To give the Headless Knights a chance, they used their bodies and bones to block the long spears!
Under the relentless assault of the undead army,
The unyielding shield wall was finally breached!
Even more horrifying for Lord Harlington was what happened next,
As the first sentinel fell beneath the skeletons' blades,
The nightmare had descended!
A hexagram magical field appeared, instantly enveloping the body.
The next moment,
The guardian actually rose from the dead, stood in place, and without hesitation, pierced their comrade's body with the spear!
"What is happening? Why can these Guardians resurrect after being killed?"
"No! This is the work of the devil! They have become the devil's puppets!"
Panic and death quickly spread through the Imperial legions. Without hesitation, Lord Harlington and his retinue evacuated to the safe zone at the rear of the battlefield.
"What power does this undead lord have to raise the dead?"
Chris's eyes showed a hint of seriousness, but he didn't act immediately. Instead, he decided to continue watching.
After all, the Knights of the Holy Light were blessed with the power of the Holy Light.
Even if they were killed by the enemy, they could resurrect right away!
"Activate the alchemical cannons and blast these demons to death!"
Lord Harlington's voice trembled as he hurriedly gave the order.
"My lord, there are also our imperial soldiers in the crowd..." someone reminded.
"Never mind those people, fire immediately!" Lord Harlington shouted almost hoarsely, making it hard to tell whether he was angry or frightened.
Under Harlington's determined command,
Dozens of alchemical cannons were loaded and the power core was activated again!
"Boom rumble!"
Once again, countless alchemical shells fell like raindrops on the undead army, creating an empty space on the battlefield.
But this time,
The Imperial legions also suffered heavy losses. Many sentries failed to react in time and were destroyed.
Amidst the smoke and debris,
Countless dismembered limbs and arms fell from the sky, along with a rain of blood, making the entire battlefield look extremely brutal, like a hell on earth.
But not for long,
The Scourge army surged forth, once again filling the void on the battlefield.
"Klaus, where are your Knights of the Holy Light? How long will you wait?!"
Lord Harlington looked at Klaus in despair, part anger, part pleading.
"Oh? Lord Harlington crumbling so soon? I thought you could hold out a little longer."
A hint of contempt flashed in Klaus' eyes.
But he also understood.
If the entire Imperial Legion were to perish, even if he swept through the Bone Wastes, he wouldn't be able to explain it to the Empire.
Therefore,
He took a deep breath and tightened the long sword in his hand.
He decided to lead all the Knights of the Holy Light and put an end to this absurd and boring farce!
(End of chapter)