Chapter 529 Self-directed Oscars 3/4 (1/2)

All the soldiers from various sources panicked at the sight of the Undead Army. Even though the Reformist Party had dispatched the Southern Legion Commander and requested the military soldiers to assist in stabilizing the team, they weren't mentally prepared for this battle. They had never expected the enemies to snipe them from the rear.

Celestina had no intentions of letting them off. She hovered in midair and her hands drew mysterious, yet sinister-looking symbols one after another. Thick bursts of scarlet smoke exploded, shrouding the soldiers and they felt like they were trapped in a cage of immense heat. They choked, wiped tears, and ran frantically while the fortunate soldiers by the perimeter escaped the ordeal by shrinking their formation. However, their formation was messed up by the chaotic rumble in the middle.

This legion of over 1,500 soldiers was in a hysterical chaos. The soldiers inside were desperately rushing out while those on the outside were trying to maintain the formation. Those at the back pushed forward while the soldiers in front retreated as they weren't mentally prepared…

The entire legion seemed as though a huge, soft sponge cake and the Undead Fighters sliced through easily like a sharp knife!

”Ahhh!”

The soldiers shivered as they faced the white skeletons with spiritual flames burning in place of their eyes. The Undead Creatures took big strides and fresh blood splattered as ice-cold radiance flashed.

This opening assault had begun the prologue to the massacre.

”Damn it! Maintain your formation, you bastards! Stop retreating and listen to my command!”

Gazing at the collapse of the frontline, the Southern Legion Commander was furious and breathless. It was apparent that the soldiers had no intentions of fighting back at the enemies at all. The Undead Creatures merely killed a few of them and the others hurled their weapons and fled with tails tucked between their legs. Such idiotic behavior came with an expensive price tag when the Undead Creatures charged mercilessly into the human crowd and commenced their annihilation.

What made the Commander most furious was that even though there were many Undead Creatures, their battle style was primitive and wild. Hundreds of Undead Creature formed several triangles assault formations and penetrated his own. If he was able to command effectively, he could have surrounded the enemies and devour them bit by bit. After all, these lowly Undead Creatures relied fully on the simplest commands and instincts and they weren't as versatile as humans.

But now, all these bastards have crumbled before the war even begun!

The other Officers lashed their reins and berated to appease and control the panicking soldiers. As the frontline collapsed entirely, the soldiers by the rear became restless. The salient weakness of the miscellaneous troops had come to light at this point.

”… Don't these bastards know how to fight a war?!” Kesot gritted his teeth furiously as he observed the chaos from the rear. As the Vice-Commander of the Southern Legion 3rd Division, he had received orders from the Reformist Party to temporarily lead this brigade of soldiers to the Grosso Plain. Kesot was aware that these miscellaneous troops wouldn't be useful during battle, but he didn't expect that they would be this bad… Just look at their miserable selves fleeing in disarray. All of them are worse than streetfighting thugs!

Kesot wasn't an outstanding serviceman, but, even so, he knew that nothing good would come out of this chaotic situation. Even though their side was overwhelming with manpower, quality was another matter…

”Retreat.” Kesot decided and he commanded the Officer beside him. ”Blow the horns. We will retreat to the Riverside Town to reorganize our defense line! Also, dispatch someone to the Grosso Plain Stronghold and inform General Michael that we've been attacked! We need his reinforcements!”

”Sir?” The Officer gaped, but Kesot waved his arm as though he knew what the former was thinking about.

”Just go!”

”Yes…” The Officer gulped and left swiftly while Kesot let out a long, hopeless sigh. He knew what his troops were thinking… It was about two hours ago when his troops were replenishing their supplies in the Riverside Town and the residents who were horrified by the Necromancer were glad to meet them. The soldiers were like 'Guardian Angels' to the residents and they were proud of that reputation. After all, soldiers trained to fight and defend their country.

But now, the brave soldiers had become miserable dogs escaping with tucked tails out of a sudden. He could imagine how the residents would react to that if they were to witness it. But now, were there other choices?

The massacre by the front line continued as Kesot contemplated hopelessly.

After sweeping three villages, Rhode had 800 'Undead Fighter' cards. He casually split them into eight teams with a hundred each and attacked in assault formations.

This method wouldn't work if he was facing a powerful and formally trained legion because his Undead Creatures would be instantly divided and encircled entirely. However, Rhode was facing miscellaneous troops who weren't expecting to face an ambush and the situation took an advantageous turn for him.

The soldiers would have performed better if they all belonged to the Southern Legion because the noble private soldiers and city guards were an unreliable bunch. Their usual missions from day to day were mainly dealing with citizens, pickpockets, or smugglers, and they had never seen such terrifying creatures like the Undead Fighters. The soldiers had lost their mettle after witnessing their comrades getting slashed mercilessly. Although they attempted to counterattack, their attacks were harmless because the Undead Creatures could still march on even if swords pierced their chests or hacked their brains. The only way to defeat them was to shatter them into bits thoroughly.

It was apparent that these soldiers lacked experience in dealing with the Undead Creatures. These white skeleton warriors were as though the scariest enemies from the nightmares of hell. They were invulnerable, emotionless killing machines!

Oh, Lord. How do we even fight them?!

The soldiers were terrified and their fighting spirit had extinguished. All they could do now was to defend themselves as they retreated from this ridiculous place and its terrifying enemies. The white skeleton warriors marched forward with their butcher knives, massacring everything in their path mercilessly.

At this moment, the bugle-horn boomed out loudly.

”Hmm?” Celestina turned around curiously and spotted the soldiers retreating like a receding tide. The surprised Demon young lady hovering in midair twitched her brows in astonishment. ”I didn't expect Master to be right… But that's fine. It seems like I still get to have some fun…”

She chuckled and flapped her black, elegant wings forward.

This was the real nightmare for the reinforcements.

”Retreat! Everyone retreat!” An Officer on his warhorse waved his weapon and berated the soldiers around him. But, his voice muted abruptly and everyone witnessed a shadow flitted across them like a lightning bolt. The unknown force threw the Officer into the air and he crashed to the ground, dead like a ragdoll. Then, a gigantic shadow descended and blocked their way.