After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

As darkness fell, the six-hour shift ended, and the 1st Regiment of the 2nd Division of the Northern Army, now fully manned, was about to step into that eternal battlefield once again.

Several meters high piled up white bones beneath the city walls, and the coal in the deep pits began to glow a bright red. In the howling wind, the dim battlefield resembled the apocalypse of judgment.

The paladins, assisting with the rotation, intervened on the battlefield. Amidst the dazzling holy light, Paul's face was filled with sorrow. "What is all this for? Who is guiding death and war?"

Luna rubbed the blood film stuck to the stone slab with her foot and shook her head. "I don't know, I haven't studied theology."

"Young lady, I'm not discussing theological matters with you..." Paul sighed. "We need to fill the city walls with torches immediately. After dark, this battle will only become more difficult."

The two looked back and saw dim lights on the large lake behind Green Gorge City, with small boats carrying the corpses of soldiers back to their homes, stretching as far as the eye could see.

If the undead came for slaughter, then they certainly did.

Within six hours, the number of casualties in the Second Division alone exceeded three thousand, many of whom died from accumulated wounds and exhaustion due to blood loss.

Paul was so heartbroken because of the noble deaths of the warriors.

He carefully surveyed the battlefield and analyzed to Luna, "This won't do. We need to get the mages involved in the battle, and the paladins should also take turns assisting in the defense of the city."

The most troublesome thing now is that the undead have covered the entire city wall, and the undead that launch a subsequent attack can quickly appear anywhere on the city wall along the staircases piled with bones.

As a result, the defending soldiers had no rest at all, and the logs and stones could not play their due role.

Only by involving mages and finding opportunities to destroy these staircases can the disadvantage on the battlefield be reversed.

Luna watched as the soldiers surged in and took over the battlefield, then hurriedly asked, "How do we join? All the mages the Northern Territory can muster are in Starfall City. Philip and Lisa also need to constantly cast wind magic..."

"First, mobilize the paladins; we and your personal guards will handle the rotation."

Paul made up his mind that they couldn't keep thinking about conserving their strength. To reduce the casualties among the soldiers, he, Janice, and Luna had to join the front-line battle.

"Then let's do it this way. After all, we can't just stand by and watch the flag of the Second Division fall."

Luna quickly arranged for her adjutant and others to prepare to light the torches, while some of the paladins stayed behind. The endless war continued, and Federico, who had been missing for several days, reappeared on the battlefield wearing heavy armor.

He instructed his soldiers to distribute boxes of supplies, and then pushed a disheveled man with shackles to Luna's side.

Federico bowed and said, "Young lady, this was sent by His Majesty the Duke, who said it would be useful to us."

"Brother, arrange for a prisoner..."

Luna twitched her lips and took several steps back. She felt that if she got any closer, the fleas on the other person's body could jump over her.

"It's me, Luna."

Interrupted from his disdainful words, Cage tossed his unkempt long hair, revealing his true face, and hurriedly said, "Don't you even recognize me? I'm Cage, Cage Charles!"

"Kai... Holy crap! You're still alive?!"

Luna was startled when she recognized the person. In her mind, Cage, who had offended her brother, was no different from a dead man. Whether in public or private, Luna considered herself one of only two members of the Charles family.

But as long as he's alive, he's alive. Cage, who was diagnosed with magical talent at a young age, has been studying magic away from home for many years, so he can't be said to have a particularly good relationship with Luna.

Oh, by the way, he seems to be a fairly accomplished magician as well?

Isn't this just in time!

Luna, her eyes darting around, coughed lightly and said seriously, "Cage Charles, do you know why you're here?"

"I know, I know." Cage nodded vigorously, having long lost his former arrogance after being imprisoned for many years.

That sharp sword strike also allowed him to see through all of Oswald's pretense.

What a spoiled brat, what absurdity, that guy is just pretending to be weak to take advantage of others!

Cage rubbed his hands together, his expression humble. "Patriarch... His Excellency the Duke told me that if I can help resolve this undead crisis, he will grant me freedom within a certain range."

"Within a certain range," Luna nodded knowingly, but inwardly she was still thinking to herself.

How shameful! How spineless! Does he really have the blood of the Charles family in him? Is he a mutant? He believed his elder brother's vague words so easily?

Even the marquis of the marquis's mansion is free; do you think he dares to step out of his room?

"Since your brother has promised, as your sister, I naturally have to lend you a hand." Luna clapped her hands, and Federico stepped forward to unlock the magic-suppressing handcuffs, then handed the staff to Cage.

"But cousin, you'd better obey orders. Don't think that just because your elder brother isn't here, no one can keep you in check."

Luna clapped her hands again, Paul stepped forward and drew his sword. A red light fell into the undead, making a series of loud rumbling noises, and the bone staircase that was more than ten meters high was completely annihilated.

Cage swallowed hard. There was no need to show off his strength. How could he not know Paul, the Holy Knight Commander of the Holy See and the strongest man in the kingdom?

Besides, even if they wanted to run, where could they run to? Apart from these undead, there seemed to be some kind of terrifying being in that eerie fog.

Sigh! I can't think too much about it. If it weren't for some thorny trouble, how could he have been released! For freedom, I'll just have to give it my all. His life can't rot in this dark and filthy dungeon!

Almost without being urged, Cage turned around the moment he gripped his staff, rushed forward to the edge of the city wall, and somewhat awkwardly unleashed several magic circles.

Flames several dozen feet long erupted from the magic circle in mid-air, burning the undead from above, followed by billowing black smoke.

In less than a minute, Cage destroyed the bone staircase in front of him, greatly relieving the pressure on the surrounding soldiers.

"That's a true friend, bro!"

After the soldiers excitedly rushed forward to hug Cage, they quickly threw themselves into supporting other defensive positions.

Cage was stunned for a long time until he looked down and saw the thick film of blood on the ground, then he suddenly realized what was happening and showed a complicated expression.

He reminded himself not to overthink and followed to support the most critical position on the defensive line, continuously releasing precise piercing spells to knock down the undead that jumped up one by one.

The support from mages and paladins boosted morale, and the colorful lights swirling across the battlefield seemed to become a shining hope in the hearts of the soldiers.

The logs and stones finally came in handy again. The soldiers who had come up to fill the gap worked together to lift a stone brick weighing over 100 pounds and throw it down with all their might, smashing the newly rebuilt steps.

In the long, starless night, the war continued amidst a seemingly orderly chaos.