After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

"Foolish messenger of God, how dare you come here!"

Magis immediately recognized the elf opposite him as a formidable opponent who could rival Lady Elene in fast attacks and hold his own.

The towering Magis strode out of the ranks, his heavy armor creaking. The swordsmanship master of the 3rd Division, 2nd Regiment drew his horse-slaying sword from his waist, channeling his fury into his entire being.

But this was destined to be an unequal battle. Magis, who barely managed to hold out for more than ten rounds, was torn to pieces by the flashing sword light, and his shattered armor turned into blooming blood light.

The nearly two-meter-long sword only left a small wound of less than two centimeters on Tina's body. It was caused by Tina's desperate effort when she pierced Magis with the Sword of Lust and Magis broke free from her control.

Tina was furious; she had once again felt humiliated by the Northern Territory.

Along the path cleared by Magis, dozens of elite archers charged forward, launching a full-scale attack on Tina almost simultaneously.

A fierce battle erupted, with the illusory figures in the mirror constantly obliterating soldiers launching suicidal attacks. The Third Division's exquisite coordination also prevented Tina from receiving aid from the undead, leaving her to face wave after wave of attacks alone.

Since Magis, even veterans with medals of honor could not last three rounds against Tina. She was like a highly efficient killing machine, with layers of blooming killing flowers occupying the void. Any soldier who stepped into her domain would be decapitated in an instant.

The swordsmen and shieldmen of the 3rd Division abandoned their efforts to maintain the front line and, together with the spearmen, formed their most proficient combat formation, taking over the battlefield.

The five heavy crossbows behind him were already assembled, their specially made arrows capable of easily piercing an ogre, gleaming with a blinding cold light.

The Typhoon Hunter Heavy Crossbow is a highly lethal weapon that combines the best of dwarven and human craftsmanship. Each set of Typhoon Hunter Heavy Crossbow components requires four strong soldiers to carry.

The soldiers of the Third Division had expected it to shine in the Battle of the Royal City, but they never imagined it would be used against the apostles of the gods.

"put!"

A piercing sound of something cutting through the air came, and even Tina was stunned for a moment before quickly drawing her longsword to dodge.

Amidst flying bone fragments, hordes of undead fell like wheat being harvested, and the swordsmen seized the opportunity to pounce forward, throwing several glass bottles filled with a greenish liquid at Tina's feet.

With a snap, a faint flame suddenly ignited, then burst into a fierce fire that engulfed Tina and the swordsmen.

The wails twisted in the firelight as the soldiers' bodies were rapidly corroded, soon turning into wisps of black smoke.

Tina emerged from the center of the flames, panting heavily. The power contained within the fuel startled her; had she not activated her full-body metallization in time, her body would likely have suffered serious damage.

Without a moment's regret over the tactical failure, the commanders of the Second and Third Regiments, after seeing Tina's new form, keenly realized the effective effect of the corrosive fuel.

The reloaded crossbow was released again, its sharp arrowhead no less powerful than that of a spear, spinning and tearing through the air. The violent kinetic energy sent Tina flying back several meters the moment it made contact.

The spearmen in formation immediately charged out, letting out a deafening roar, only to fall one after another amidst the gushing blood.

The floral patterns in the void shimmered in the lens, while simultaneously, the undead legion crushed the Third Division's lines, and the Northern Army's warriors missed a precious window of opportunity. Thanks to Tina's efforts, the undead legion had essentially completed its assembly.

Blood soaked the river as nearly 40,000 undead soldiers surged in, causing massive casualties in a short time, forcing the two commanders to order a retreat.

"Throw out all the oil, and each company will begin a protracted battle!"

Boom! Boom!

Clusters of rapidly burning flames converged into a sea of ​​fire, the valley was ablaze, mist and river water billowed, carrying foul-smelling black smoke, the undead army marched like a hellish invasion, relentlessly biting into the three divisions' defensive line.

"For the Duke, for Commander Garwin!"

The last three hundred elite archers launched another fierce counterattack. They were the most valuable asset of a combat regiment and the foundation of its fighting power.

But they had to stand in front of this wall of fire so that their comrades could evacuate safely.

Watching the archers wielding their scimitars and hacking the undead to pieces through the wall of fire, even Tina couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.

It wasn't just the soldiers' selfless courage that impressed her, but also the fact that, despite the absence of a high-ranking leader, the unit had not lost its discipline and loyalty.

The commotion in the woods brought her back to her senses. War cries of her own kind came from behind Tina. More than ten thousand elven defenders abandoned their defense of Eaglefall City and launched a fierce charge against the undead army.

"I can't believe such a thing exists!"

A cold smile and excitement appeared on Tina's face as she watched the dense swarms of elves emerging from the forest. She decisively chose to abandon the pursuit of the Third Division and turned to slaughter the elves.

"Traitor, you bear the blood of the elves!"

"Hahaha, the blood of the elves should be offered to the merciful lord!"

Several royal guards rushed forward at high speed, their cold blades reflecting the firelight, and instantly engaged in a fierce battle with the princess they had once served. Both sides' swordsmanship came from ancient traditions, and only these guards, who had not yet completely fallen, could barely keep up with Tina's explosive speed.

The interplay of light and shadow divided the battlefield. While the powerful elves did manage to hold off the rebellious princess for the time being, the elves, who had not undergone military training for thousands of years, were rapidly being overwhelmed by the vast undead army.

Bone hands tore through flesh and blood. The Third Division, which mistakenly thought that reinforcements had arrived, was once again filled with surging fighting spirit. The soldiers would not allow themselves to show a pathetic side in front of the young lady.

By sheer coincidence, the Third Division and the elves executed a perfect coordinated attack. As the frenzied soldiers of the Third Division, supporting their archers, crashed into the center of the battlefield on a fiery rampage, they realized something was amiss.

However, the respect in the elves' eyes still left the two captains speechless.

"Support our allies! Don't let our lines be divided! Form battle formations and crush them!"

The powerful elven garrison and the valiant Third Division complemented each other well. Taking advantage of Tina's temporary inability to escape, the companies of the Third Division formed an assault formation and advanced rapidly towards the elven garrison.

But the elves collapsed too quickly, so quickly that the soldiers of the Third Division had to take on the task of assisting the royal guards to prevent the undead from flooding into the central battlefield.

The waves of bones were endless. The already exhausted soldiers of the Third Division immediately stopped their support for the elven garrison. After breaking into the enemy lines, they faced a siege from all sides and could only keep shrinking their defensive line.

On the battlefield at this moment, the Third Division surrounded the Elven royal guards and Princess Tina, who were engaged in fierce fighting. The Undead Legion also surrounded the Third Division in layers. As for the elves on the side of the road, they had been kicked to the edge.

Both sides suffered heavy casualties. On the battlefield, which was filled with blood, flesh and bones, the two commanders observed the defeat of the royal guard. They looked at each other intently and began to form a suicide squad, preparing to break out of the encirclement again.