Chương 660: Chapter 659: Horde Had Arrived

Archmage City"The undead are attacking," said the handsome man as he appeared before the archmage.

"I can see," replied the old man, turning toward Renwell Region.

"Given their forces, it wouldn't be considerably difficult for them to conquer Greltheaven," he said.

"It wouldn't be that easy either," replied the archmage with a smile.

"Are we not going to do anything?" asked the young man. To that, the archmage shook his head.

"The undead are the best choice. If young Silver wants that place, he must earn it himself," replied the archmage. Making it clear, there wouldn't be any help from the archmage's city. … Greltheaven"Any movement from Aston Harbor?" I asked.

"No," replied Zela. It relieved me a little. Though the protection had expired only a few minutes earlier, the attack could still come, and I would face it. I was about to ask Zela to contact someone when I saw her expression changing.

"There is a message from the Tranquill Bathhouse through the synod channel. They have activated section seven," she informed.

"Bastards!" I cursed. Activation of section seven means the countdown to swallowing had begun. It will happen in ten days. It was clear the bastards had been waiting for this opportunity. The moment the undead came, they activated the section. Looking at the time it takes to reach the messages. These bastards didn't waste any time; they decided in less than a minute.

"It won't matter; I will swallow the Tranquill Bathhouse," I said after I calmed down. The Velvet Bathhouse is thriving—more than thriving, in fact. It's become a destination of choice, with a waiting list that's been growing steadily for years. It makes me desire Tranquill Bathhouse even more; it has great potential, and most importantly, it will aid my bathhouse and the spa with its aspect. … Orok Uram"Half an hour," The voice called out; the enemies will reach the city in half an hour.

It is an hour away from dawn, and we are waiting for the enemies behind the gates. The shamans had already started working with their spells and rituals. Our battalion shamans had begun with their spells. I could already feel their effects. They are all types, from enhancement to protection to healing. There is also an element of aggression and elemental synchronisation. I turned back and saw my battalion standing in a neat order, ready for the battle.

'I think it's time to give a speech,' I said, and looked at Hasid. He activated the spell. I don't like speeches; I don't know how to give them, but it is a part of my job. I need to inspire my people. Raise their morale. I stopped in front of the people and opened my mouth. I didn't use the words Hasid had written; instead, I spoke through my heart, as my priest had advised.

"It had been over seven months since our battalion formed, and I could proudly say that you all have exceeded our expectations," I said, looking at them all with all the emotion I was feeling.

"You all are ready. Ready to face the enemy, ready to kill the enemy!" Stolen story; please report.

"And you will!" I finished, and my people began to thump on the ground hard. I did not lie; they are ready, and the enemies will soon know how ready they are. … Aya Bandstone"Fifteen minutes," the call rang out. I wish I were on the wall. I would have been able to see the horde. I have never seen one, only heard of their terror. I am scared, but I am also excited. I have been training since I came here six months ago; I have also trained with the elite battalion.

I couldn't even dream of doing such intense training before coming here, with my condition. Since I came here, I haven't felt the slightest pain caused by my condition. With the medicine, I could push myself as hard as I could, and I did. It's quite a regret that I couldn't be part of the battalion. I was never part of it; I was only asked to be trained with them. I am an armoured fighter, quite fast and agile for it, but they did not feel that I would be best used there.

The young lieutenant colonel is training his battalion to be a windstriker force with elements of shock troops. It is a precarious combination. Windstrikers attack from outside; they never breach inside the enemy's army. That is the domain of shock troops, but they need a much larger number. With only a thousand in numbers, the enemy could easily swallow them.

"Nervous?" asked Trobo, bringing me out of my thoughts. I looked at the man beside me. The man is at the same level as me and has the same lieutenant rank, but is a few years older. He is an original resident and has fought every battle the domain has fought.

"A little," I replied truthfully.

"Don't worry, once the battle begins, you will not even have time to be nervous about it. The undead will come from the left and right."

"Killing them will be the only thought on your mind!" he said.

"Trobo!" Captain Galin admonished.

"I am just telling the truth, Captain," replied Toro innocently, getting an even bigger glare. I miss Ulo; she is at Greltheaven working in the mage guild. She loves it there; the guild leader has taken a liking to her and is teaching her things. That helped her breach Lv. 20, which would have taken her years on her own. I am happy for her; she has suffered a lot over the years because of me. Nearly lost her life a couple of times, but still, I wish she had been here with me.

It is good she is not; the battle with the undead will be dangerous. I had even heard murmurs about the General facing the undead commander alone. He is said to be stronger than her and even has an awakened aura. I know the aura is terrifying. I remember Lord Silver fighting against the bandit leader. Although Lord Silver was a lower level than him, and the bandit had the aid of the artifact, Lord Silver was still able to kill him. Despite all the disadvantages, not a single person backed down from this battle.

Despite knowing the odds, these people have confidence in their army and the General. It surprised me because I had been part of one of the strongest armies on the continent and understood how difficult it is to foster such confidence. A few minutes passed, and I looked at my armor again. Moving my armor and legs to see if it is loose in places it shouldn't be. I didn't have to; the armor is a perfect fit. I also have a skill called Good Fit. It gives a perfect fit.

This skill was instrumental when I wore smaller and bigger armor. I am wearing new armor with new weapons. Unlike the mismatched ones I had looted from bandits, this one fits perfectly, and its enchantments align well. The medicine, training, and artifacts. It all cost a massive amount of money. He gave me that, and I must prove I am worthy of it. No matter how generous he is, he will cut the support if I don't give him the expected result. It is what keeps me going.

I need it until I reach a point where my skills are enough to support me. So, I will fight and fight with everything I have and beyond that. It is the only way to prove my worth. … Barb Utsa"Ten minutes," The enemies are ten minutes away, and it is making me scared, but also excited. It made me want to drink more, but I controlled myself. I have already drunk a little and will drink some more before the battle begins. I am standing here with my team–the whole team, including Hugo.

He usually is with Carla, but the undead are his greatest enemy. He will fight every battle against them and intends to return to Mayhurst to fight against them. I shook my head and looked around before stopping at Colonel Axseer. The woman is dancing; she has started her ritual. Many are looking at her seriously, with some laughing. That laugh will disappear when they see this woman sending lightning bolts across the battlefield. I was looking at her when I felt eyes on me.

When I looked, I saw Colonel Trask looking at me. Our eyes met, and he looked for a moment more before looking away. A few hours ago, he and several colonels met me and gave me a task that broke several rules. They want me to move closer to the General once the battle begins. To support her and protect her with my aura. I don't know whether I will do that because when I talked to Ina about her facing the powerful enemy commander alone, she told me not to worry.

I could tell there is something she isn't telling me, something that even the top brass of the Panar army isn't aware of. It is why I will first look at things before abandoning my position.

"This battle could kill us all," said Hen beside me.

"Then it would be a glorious death," replied Rev, looking at her evenly. She always talks about death before the battle, and it's not unique to her. I saw many people do that before the battle; it is sort of their coping mechanism to deal with the stress of the fight. She opened her mouth to reply, but stopped, seeing the General. A few seconds later, she stopped in front of the army, with her eyes looking at all.

"The undead are coming with a huge horde ten times ours," she said and paused.

"These are massive odds, but they always were. Since the first battle, we have fought against the enemies with grave odds but have always attained victory."

"It won't be different this time, we will be victorious, and not even the horde with ten times the numbers will be able to stop it!" she roared. Thud Thud Thud! The moment later, the legs begin to hit the ground hard, and the earth begins to shake under it. It lasted for nearly a minute before it quieted down. Though it didn't remain quiet for long, as the next minute, the cannons roared. The horde had arrived.