"Elder!"

Seeing Luther walking out of the house, Nora quickly greeted him, but the latter waved his hand: "There are no elders in the future, just call me Grandpa Luther."

It is indeed what I should call it by seniority, but Nora obviously is not very adapted to this change and has to say something else, but Luther continued: "Learn to learn to use the language I speak with a few grandparents. Do you understand? Otherwise, you will not be able to understand Lord Rody's orders."

"I know, I know."

Nora responded quickly and looked involuntarily at the manor where Roddy currently lives. Now she no longer had the fear she had before, but she was full of curiosity about the lord and the soldiers around her: how strong are these guys who look lazy and sit in the house and line up to patrol all day?

Just as he was thinking, the peace in the village was broken by a giant bird falling from the sky. Nata flew down before the giant bird was about to land, and without looking at the soldiers around him, she rushed into the manor directly.

Within a few seconds, the wooden elf ran out of the house and then said a few words to the guards on both sides.

Nora could not understand their words, but could immediately feel the evil spirit that came to their faces when they were preparing for war. They were originally chatting in a low voice and immediately began to equip their armor and weapons after a few shouts. The tall barbarian soldiers put heavy armor on each other in groups. The huge metal tower shield was as light as nothing in their hands. The battle axe held in one hand made Nora terrified...

This guy who is like a can of steel feels that she can't break the defense even if she uses all her strength.

A soldier ran to Elder Luther and said a few words. The latter nodded seriously and whispered after the soldiers left: "Damn it... these undead are actually here!"

"Nora, go and inform all the tribesmen who can fight and go to the house to collect armor and weapons. Lord Roddy said...to prepare to fight the enemy."

Nora's face suddenly turned pale. She didn't expect that the war would come in two days in a good day. Especially the enemy was the undead who made the Tifflin tribe frightened... This shadow that had been rooted in the bones for decades made it almost impossible for her to have any fighting spirit.

Tifflin has become so accustomed to solving problems by "escape", that "fighting" has almost become an ineffective command.

"Grandpa Luther, I..."

"What are you doing when you stand there! Go quickly! Do you think this is a joke? Not only you, but also our old bones are notified to go to the battlefield!"

Amid Luther's roar, Nora bit her lip and responded, then called out the other nineteen people in Teflin who were called "warriors". After receiving the short sword and leather armor that were not suitable in the straw shed, she was formed into a small team with Luther and other five elders, following a team of tall barbarian soldiers to the designated front outside the village.

"Is it a head-on battle..."

Nora held the dagger in her hand unfamiliarly. She had never used a similar weapon in her life. She looked around. The young Taeflin who came out together had white lips and dazed eyes followed, obviously full of fear of the upcoming battle. Luther and several elders also had a tense face, and they didn't know what the fate would be to meet their own destiny.

The entire combat team under Roddy's command was only about one hundred people, so all the soldiers were even more sparse when they entered the woods outside the village. They didn't even have the so-called "battle formation" at first glance.

"Is this really possible?"

All the Tifflins looked at the dense forest that was gradually appearing in front of them, and their hearts were lost.

Not far away, Maleenthra looked at these Tifflins with his legs trembling, and smiled and said to Roddy: "Why are you still asking them to come out? If you can't even hold the sword, go to the battlefield. Do you rush forward to die?"

"I didn't plan to let them go up and fight." Roddy seemed to look ahead, but in fact he switched "tracking: demon" to "tracking: undead". He stared at the light spot gradually approaching on the map, raised his hand to take off the waterproof cover on the bow. "After all, it's not my race. If you want to make them messy in the future, you have to get a vaccination now..."

“What is a vaccination?”

Akasha, who was holding the scepter on the side, asked strangely.

"Uh...slip."

Roddy reached out to help her pull the hood that covered the rain, and reminded her: "Don't cast spells yourself unless you have to. Just stay in the back with peace of mind."

He looked at the ten high-elf mages that had dispersed, but smiled bitterly: "Why do I have an illusion? It seems that you are the orthodox necromancer..."

Akasha didn't speak, she just smiled gently.

Meilinser, who was standing beside him, raised his hand to release the anti-detection barrier, his expression was a little stiff.

*******

Riding on the galloping horse, Dasco was a little nervous.

They followed the team ahead for a day, but strangely discovered that the other party did not seem to be ready to attack the village and destroy the food, but instead headed straight to the edge of the human territory, obviously heading towards a specific target.

Dasco brought the strongest group of the "Awakeners" on this trip to win the battle as much as possible - no matter what the opponent's purpose is, they are enemies after all, and Dasco has made up his mind: this battle must be won beautifully. Only in this way... in the subsequent actions, the other "Awakeners" will better listen to his orders.

"They slowed down, probably preparing to get closer to the target."

Tachris, who was on the side, made a judgment. He was the strongest necromancer in the team, so in terms of tracking, Dasco and others made judgments based on his detection results. Currently, through ground traces and Tachris' reconnaissance, it can be confirmed that the team ahead is a reconnaissance team of about 100 people. There seems to be only one necromancer in it, and the level is not high.

"Slow down and get close, prepare for a raid, we must end the battle quickly!"

Dasco issued an order to his subordinates around him. This time, a total of 140 people came to the "Awakener", including seven undead mages with great strength, which is enough to deal with the team ahead from any angle.

"I hope everything goes well..."

He drew out his long sword and slowly touched forward.

*******

"Oh, a bunch of stupid traitors."

Yugesa, wearing a red and white robe, sneered, and the bone wand rotated around her fingertips and inserted it into the dedicated socket on the side of the saddle.

As a necromancer who was appointed by Gustin to capture Tifflin, he was naturally not on the same level as those "three-legged cats".

"Nether Mage" is a general term. It can be equipped with some potions to summon a skeleton and can be called a skeleton. It can be summoned by the army of the dead to use the forbidden spell, also called the Necromancer. However, the gap is very different. Within Tasman, there are also levels among the mages, and the most obvious sign is the official robe shape. The obvious feature of the level from low to high is that the color is getting lighter and lighter, the patterns of the robe are getting more and more, and the logo on the chest is getting more and more complicated.

Among the teams of Dasco and others, Tachris, as the strongest necromancer, was just blue robe level, and the other seven were black robes - the lowest level.

If Roddy's level is divided, Yugesa is at the level of the basic level and the level of the advanced level is 30, while Tachris is only at the level of level 7. Not only is the huge difference in level but also makes the strength of both sides very large.

"It's embarrassing to take this kind of tracking technique with all kinds of flaws, which shows that these guys are just that good at it."

There were four mages with red robes following Yugesa. One of them waved his hand to cast a gray-white barrier, which cleverly interfered with the "reconnaissance technique" coming from behind with magic fluctuations, causing a huge error in the information obtained by Tachris.

"That group of 'extras' is right in front of me. I don't want to startle the snake because I'm going back to deal with this group of waste." Yugesa looked about thirty years old, with confidence and unspeakable arrogance on her face. After all, as a mage admired by Emperor Augustine, the resources and entry he obtained were the best among Tasmans. From any perspective, such mages who were born as "regular professional nobles" were not as good as those guys behind him.

So Yugesa didn't take Dasco's team seriously at all. He waved his hand and said, "Tasili, Moros, let them go around for a while. When I finish packing up the alien species, I will lead the team to clean up them together."

"Yes! Lord Baron!"

The two red-robed undead mages who advanced to level 20 were all equipped with gorgeous equipment from the royal family. Not to mention blocking Dasco's team, it is not difficult to kill directly if they are well prepared. Only arranging two people to block the team behind is enough to prove that Yugesa is not strategically arrogant and has a clear mind.

After arranging these tasks, Yugesa cast several spells in succession. His bone staff was personally given by Augustine to reward him for breaking through the 30th level barrier. It was powerful and cast quickly. In just one minute, he used four hidden barriers to cover the team.

The 100-man cavalry team has not been exhausted since they left the army of the undead. This is because they are well-trained skeleton war horses under their crotch. These horses with pale skin and blue light in their eyes have strong endurance and are even twice as capable as ordinary horses. Therefore, although this cavalry team is not large at present, they are all well-armed heavy armored cavalry.

"Prepare for combat and remember the tasks arranged by His Majesty. We cannot let go of any 'alien species', do you understand?"

"Yes! Lord Baron!"

Then Yugesa and the remaining two mages began to conduct "pre-war summons" together - the remains of corpses accumulated over countless years within a range of hundreds of meters were awakened one after another, because the number of undead summoned creatures such as zombies, skeletons and other close to the village, quickly exceeded 600, and continued to increase with Yugesa's high staff.

"strengthen!"

After being released by Augustine's own enchanted spell, the originally thin and weak zombie skeletons were instantly wrapped in gray mist, and then they had wide bones and muscle-covered body. Their actions were full of agility, and their strength suddenly rose to a higher level compared to when they were summoned.

The strength of these undead creatures has reached the strength of normal human elite soldiers. At this time, they can be said to be very powerful on the battlefield with high-level undead mages.

Cast the spell again to confirm the location of Teflin in front. Yugesha waved the reins with satisfaction, and led nearly a thousand troops around toward the village ahead...

"It's such a difficult task."
Chapter completed!