After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

The Northern Army came in a flurry of activity and left in a chaotic mess.

Because the main force retreated so decisively, the guards who had fought their way through the enemy's rear only realized they had become the last remaining troops when they came to their senses.

However, as a cavalry unit, being at the rear was not a major problem, especially since the Southern Army was already in chaos.

The adjutant quickly led them away from the battlefield. The moment an enormous insect leg appeared before them, a flood of unpleasant memories rushed into his mind.

That year, he displayed exceptional talent and was appointed adjutant to the newly established cavalry unit in the Northern Territory.

Then, in his first battle, he followed the Duke on a campaign against the Undying Serpent.

This was both his proudest honor and his inescapable nightmare. Later, the excessively high casualty rate made it impossible for the army to be rebuilt, and these survivors became Miss Luna's personal guards.

Timo, who shared the same nightmare, trembled uncontrollably after just a couple of glances.

How similar this scene is!

The earth shook and cracked again, and some huge creature crawled out from the ground again, but this time the Duke was not by his side, so he did not have the slightest courage to fight against it.

One after another, insect legs seemed to be piercing something, scratching frantically, then exploding with a sound like an explosion. The burst of air, carrying a foul stench, swept over them, and the guards rushed forward, not daring to look behind them at the commotion.

Before long, the guards caught up with the main force that was temporarily resting. Before the adjutant could even catch his breath, Luna, with a serious expression, grabbed him and questioned him.

"How much longer until that thing comes out?"

The adjutant wiped the rain from his face, regaining his composure. "Young Miss, even if we run at full speed, it will take us three days to reach Kuogu City. As for that thing behind us, I suggest you measure it in minutes."

"The troops will split up and run," Medivh decided immediately, his expression stern. "Someone has to go and find out what's going on; I'll cover your retreat."

After saying that, he led away a horse and earnestly instructed, "But I only have one request: ensure the safety of your young lady first. After crossing Guanhai Town, do not linger; take a boat directly and leave the Southern Territory."

A warhorse galloped off in the opposite direction, and lightning in the night, like dancing silver snakes, illuminated Medivh's weary face.

He suddenly remembered Baird the dragon slayer, who was rumored to have died in some forgotten corner, but the truth was that Oswald had seen him off on his final journey.

That's life. No one knows what will happen next, but when you look back, everything seems perfectly natural.

One advantage of living a long life is that Medivh was able to see different perspectives on a classic battle at different times.

Many decisions that seem like spur-of-the-moment decisions will be repeatedly studied decades later, with various analyses to prove that they were made out of necessity.

Medivh, who was present at the time, said it was a decision made without any real commitment.

The most interesting thing now is that he's going to become such a classic case...

Returning to the deserted battlefield, Medivh stood at the edge of the enormous pit, his staff emitting a bright light that shone into the bottom of the pit.

Below was an empty, muddy swamp, surrounded by broken, cocoon-like objects. Floating in the swamp were many corpses, including Freeman's face, only half of it visible, a picture of despair.

Medivh wasn't sure whether Southern officers like Freeman knew about the existence of the Undead Calamity.

Sensing the fluctuations of the immortality magic, Medivh quickly raised his head, and his staff immediately emitted a gigantic object that hovered in mid-air and then flashed by.

A sudden gust of wind made the magic robes flutter, and Medivh immediately used magic to lock on, only to find that the winged worm was flying eastward.

With a heavy heart, Medivh did not choose to give chase. To the east was Honeywater City, heavily guarded by the Southern Command, and in the valley behind the city, there was also an Incarnation of Calamity and an army of hundreds of thousands of undead.

Without a trace of smug satisfaction at the temporary security, Medivh was filled with anxiety about the future. Rona, oh Rona, what exactly is your long-planned scheme?

Remounting his horse, Medivh decided to prioritize Luna's safety and return via the same route. He would make further plans after withdrawing from the southern territory.

As the heavy rain gradually subsided, a gust of wind swept through the silent forest once more. The Death Flies, which had flown to the heart of the valley, pushed aside the clump of undead hordes accumulating in the river, creating high waves.

As if it had lost all consciousness, the Death Fly lay motionless in the river, letting the current wash over its body.

When everything returned to silence, a hoarse sigh echoed through the valley.

"Sleep now, Rona. The path to the future of our Southern Territory has begun, even if our souls will never find peace again."

……

When Kate saw the young lady again, she discovered for the first time that the young lady had also learned the Duke's violent demeanor, which exuded a dangerous aura at all times.

At first, he didn't understand everyone's silence, but after he learned the cause and effect, there was another unhappy person in the Northern Army.

It's one thing to work for the undead, since the Duke is no different from a human except for being "getting thinner and thinner".

But what's wrong with you Southern Territories? Are you determined to self-destruct with the Central Region?

Back in Seaview, Kate ordered the entire army to retreat, but she herself leaned on the wagon full of gold coins and sighed to herself.

What a pity! Such good land and population, how many armies could they have trained in the future? Sigh!

Kate was in excruciating pain, more like being cut by a knife, and was already thinking about how to minimize the damage.

Of the guards that Mr. Medivh lent to the Northern Territory, four thousand remain...

Kate tapped on the carriage, poked her head out, and asked Luna, who was lying on a pile of gold coins and was also badly injured.

"Young Miss, could you please speak to Elder Medivh and ask him to provide us with the remaining Imperial Guards as compensation for our losses?"

Luna exhaled softly and calmly replied, "What Imperial Guard?"

Kate didn't react at first, then replied, "It's the Imperial Guard that the old gentleman lent us. There were six thousand at first, but now there are only four thousand left..."

"What do you mean by 'borrow'? What kind of army lends money to others?" Luna raised her head and glanced at Kate.

"Commander Kate, you're a division commander now. Tell me, would you lend your troops to someone else? And if you lend them out and then ask for them back, would you feel comfortable using them?"

"Please consider the old man's feelings more. Don't bring up the topic of lending or repaying again in the future."

Kate nodded knowingly.

"I asked too many questions, Miss. I'll arrange it right away."

Luna turned over, calling out to him while tenderly stroking the gold coin that still held her warmth.

"Remember, the spoils and rewards of the Imperial Guards must be distributed privately."