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Chapter 13 We Will Win! Declaration of Victory Before the Charge
When people from another world curse, it sounds like they are just acting cute.

Xue Falu didn't even intend to quarrel with Lao Deng.

And below, the sparse militiamen holding spears and bows were shaking in their hands.

What will it look like after the number exceeds 10 million?
Sea! An endless sea of ​​corpses!
Anywhere within the sight of the distant field, mountains, plains, farmlands, forests... everything was submerged in the sea of ​​undead, with no end in sight.

Dense and endless.

Even the flying undead, which accounted for less than one percent, blocked out the sky and the sun.

Except for a big mountain not far away, it was densely packed with undead.

"Why don't the undead occupy that mountain?" Xue Lufen pointed to the snow-capped mountain.

"That is the sacred mountain of the empire and the sleeping palace of the sun god in mythology. But in your world, it should be called... a volcano..." explained the old undead.

"Volcano..." Xue Lufen stared at it silently, with a different look flashing in his eyes.

……

At this moment, General Julia looked at the vast sea of ​​undead in the distance, and then looked at the militiamen around him who were probably going into battle for the first time in their lives...

It's impossible to win...

Although he was defeated repeatedly, he was also an old general who had participated in dozens of battles, big and small. It went without saying that he could not win at all!
There's no way I can win...

The empire is doomed, and so is humanity.

If there were no Lich King, no matter how large the undead army was, it would at least still be able to fight.

As long as the Lich King is gone, the undead army will become a mess like a brainless pile of sand, and may even fight among themselves.

But facing the undead army led by the Lich King, it was indeed upgraded to a "Scourge of the Undead".

That could even be a natural disaster that could destroy the world.

Now, if we want to keep it, there is only one way...

General Julia looked into the distance. In the distance, a throne appeared on the back of a giant skeleton dragon, and on that throne was the Lich King!
Then there is only one solution! Charge forward and kill the Lich King!

Just as General Barak decided twenty years ago, there is only one way to end the Scourge of the Undead, and that is to kill the Lich King.

But twenty years ago, when General Barak raided the Lich King, it was because he fled with his demoralized army that the war that was supposed to be won in one fell swoop failed.

That boomerang from twenty years ago now hits me twenty years later...

General Julia's palms were sweating. He turned around and looked at his personal guards.

These are all heroic knights, and there are even many magic knights who can chant magic.

These dozens of personal soldiers are his real team and the last trump card that allows him to regroup after every failure in the past few decades.

"General Barak, please bless us..."

A sudden voice came from the militia.

Then more and more people even threw down their spears, knelt on the ground, recited doctrines, and called out General Barak's name.

They began to pray, they began to pray, they knelt on the ground, trembling all over, calling out to the only hero in their hearts who could save them.

Barak, the undead general who was the iron wall of the empire, victorious in every battle against the undead and even killed the Lich King once!

General Julia clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his flesh.

Yes, no one believes him, not even himself.

Even though more than twenty years have passed, and even though the Empire has tried desperately to block and discredit General Barak's deeds, his story still spreads in the streets and alleys, and becomes a legend in the mouths of bards.

Even in the rumors, General Barak was no longer a ghost, but an angel of the sun god... Many low-income civilians secretly placed statues of General Barak in their homes, including in temples.

The people's wishes were very simple. When General Barak was in power, the empire covered tens of millions of square kilometers.

And now, only this corner of the imperial capital remains.

In the end, they threw away their weapons and were in despair and disarray. All they prayed for was General Barak, who had led the empire to prosperity.

Just like General Barak's kindness, it still hasn't been repaid even after twenty years.

Regret surged in his heart, and blood oozed from General Julia's hands. Then, he smiled as if relieved, as if he had made the final decision.

"Everyone, this is the final war..."

He looked towards the distance, at the Lich King sitting on the bone dragon, his eyes revealing a determination to fight to the death.

"Everyone, we have no chance of winning, but we still have one last chance to fight for our lives. That is to follow the example of General Barak twenty years ago and kill the Lich King!"

As soon as these words were spoken, even the surrounding personal guards looked at the current imperial general in astonishment.

It was because of General Julia's escape that the battle to seal the Lich King twenty years ago failed.

Whenever they thought of this incident, countless soldiers who resisted the undead army felt extremely regretful and even wanted to strangle General Julia to death.

Twenty years later, General Julia made the same decision as another general twenty years ago.

but……

"Even if the Lich King dies, he'll be resurrected in less than ten years. He's an undead monster..." someone said, "So what's the point of killing him?"

Even General Julia's personal soldiers had no morale, let alone the conscripted militia.

"However, we will also buy the Empire ten years of breathing space, and that will be enough!" General Julia drew his sword and pointed it in the direction of the Lich King. "Everyone, follow me and charge!"

"Open the gates and assault the Lich King!"

The militiamen looked in shock at the team that was preparing to leave the city to raid the Lich King. They once again thought of the heroic feat of the old general Barak who died together with the Lich King twenty years ago.

The night is about to pass and the dawn is about to come.

The wishes of the former general are now focused on this former deserter general.

When the city gates were opened, even the personal guards saw the dimly lit sky in the distance and the horde of undead that blocked out the sky, and their hands trembled as they picked up their spears.

There is no chance of survival if you go this way!
"General, can we really win?" Julia's deputy general and confidant asked with a trembling voice.

General Julia was silent, then returned solemnly towards the dimly lit sky.

"Will win!"

This is a declaration of victory before the charge.

He is also a quasi-legendary level, one of the strongest fighters in the empire. The Lich King's close combat ability is not strong. The former general twenty years ago was able to fight to the death and exchange one for one with the Lich King, so he can do it too!
"Cavalry, charge!"

The knights rushed to the battlefield of the dead, with their spears pointed.

The unicorn-half-blooded war horses were galloping wildly on the plains outside the imperial capital. They had only one target, and that was the Lich King sitting on a bone dragon ten miles away!
At this moment, General Julia faced the direction of the rising sun, and he seemed to finally understand the faith with which General Barak charged twenty years ago.

General, I will never be able to repay your kindness in this lifetime...

He understood, but it was too late.

No, it's not too late!

As long as they can rush to the Lich King, as long as they can reach that place, they, with the cooperation of a quasi-legend and dozens of heroic knights, will definitely win!

(End of this chapter)