Ark Undead

These two are currently working for the Rat King in the lower part of Lungmen, maintaining order in Lungmen while also spending more than ten hours a week participating in the construction activities of the infected community.

Although their daily activities were monitored, neither of them complained.

For them, this is a way of paying back for the past.

Now that Frostnova is on Rhodes Island, Wei Yanwu not only sent Hoshiguma, but also released these two people and sent them to Rhodes Island, making them an asset to Rhodes Island in a short period of time.

After all, the Victoria incident involved too much, and Da Yan couldn't take an official stance. Wei Yanwu could only express his support in this way.

"Now that you've brought me this surprise, we can start some things right away."

The doctor crossed his arms and placed them on the table, resting them against his chin.

Froststar sat upright and answered earnestly.

"Shield of the Infected, at your command, Doctor."

479. The "Integration Movement"

Scout's team, having successfully rendezvoused with the Stormtroopers, finally came upon a village lying on the plains ahead after traveling about two kilometers.

Golden waves of wheat rippled across the front of the village, as the setting sun and the moon on the horizon bestowed their blessings.

Scout stood at the edge of the jungle, looking up and taking a deep breath.

"Is it possible that Victoria still has such scenery today?"

"It's unique to this place, and who knows, it might be gone soon."

Horn removed a water pouch from the back of the steel armor that connected his belt and shield, and gestured to Scout.

Scout shook his head and patted his backpack to indicate that he still had enough supplies.

“The threat from Lentinium has already reached our vicinity. Otherwise, Bagpipe and I wouldn’t have left the village at this time.”

Horn took a sip of water and then jumped off the high ground.

Scout and the others followed behind the horn.

The members of the Storm Commando and the Rhodes Island reconnaissance team exchanged information and intelligence on each other during their journey.

The horn and bagpipes initially built trust in Scout and his group.

"You should also be careful; there are still plenty of monsters like the ones we encountered before. But at least we have enough manpower to maintain vigilance and defense around the village."

As he spoke, Horn took out a flashlight from the back of his armor for illumination.

The flashlight was turned on by pointing the horn at the ground and adjusted to a reddish light.

Then she shone her flashlight at the flags standing in the village and flashed it three times.

Just three seconds after the horn flashed its flashlight, the same light shone from the village, illuminating the flag three times.

Horn then led Scout and the others to emerge from the surrounding fields and walk along the main road.

"A very special way of communicating using coded language."

Scout twitched his eyebrows.

"Thank you for the compliment, but this is also because some cunning Sarkaz mercenaries might use some strange Originium spells to mimic human voices and faces."

Horn glanced back at the members of Scout's team.

Many of them were infected, and they had Sarkaz horns on their heads.

The members frowned and felt somewhat uncomfortable after being glanced at by the horn.

“I’m not targeting you personally, but you all look really suspicious. I wouldn’t have brought you here if it weren’t for Officer Chen’s letter.”

The bugle, however, seemed quite composed.

"After all, I am a soldier. Soldiers can question everything except orders. Moreover, this is during such a special period."

"If what I just said offended you, I apologize. But this is something I have to tell you: in Victoria, not everyone can be trusted."

These words successfully calmed the Rhodes Island crew.

Everyone understands that for the Victorians, this is a critical moment for the survival of their homeland, and no one has the energy to try to make friends with strangers.

"Alright, once we get to the village, let's find you a place to rest first. Then we can talk about what we can do together."

The horn wiped his right hand slightly and then put it in his mouth.

A loud whistle rang out, and several soldiers disguised among them suddenly stood up from the surrounding fields.

"Brothers, let's go back and change shifts!"

As Horn waved his right hand, he led Scout and the others through the village gate.

"Please come, friends from Rhodes Island."

...

Horn arranged several rooms for her friends on Rhodes Island to rest, while she herself went to deal with some special fortifications.

Scout didn't receive the news of the horn until the sun had completely set behind the mountains.

She invited Scout to the command center for a meeting.

Scout, accompanied by two operators and led by Sergeant Victoria, walked along the village path towards the very center of the village.

Some ordinary Victorian residents still remain in the village.

But clearly, everyone knew what had happened, and they didn't want to see any strange people appear in the village at this time.

Most residents looked at Scout with somewhat strange eyes, but no one showed it through their actions.

Scout was about to ask what was going on when he heard the sergeant leading the way speak.

"If you feel unwell, please bear with it for a while. The people here have just gone through a battle and are very uneasy after learning what happened in Lontinim. Moreover, there are Sarkaz among you."

Scout could only sigh inwardly.

War always breeds prejudice and hatred.

But how can he blame these ordinary people?

If everything needs a source, then let's just leave it to that false king.

The group hadn't walked far when they came to a low wooden house.

This is the command center; it's incredibly rudimentary.

Scout entered the room led by the sergeant and immediately spotted Horn leaning against the table, looking down at a map.

"coming."

Horn glanced up at Scout and then waved to him.

"Come over here. There are no chairs here, so please sit down."

Scout didn't stand on ceremony either. His attention was clearly drawn to the map on the table, so he moved closer to the horn and looked down at the map.

This map is not a complete picture of Victoria; it appears to be a city defense map.

"This is Lentinium."

Horn placed his hand on the map and said directly to Scout.

"This is the last defensive map of Lentinium here, clearly marking the routes and garrison firepower."

"The entire Victorian army is now stationed around Londinium. However, due to various reasons, less than one-tenth of their forces are available to be deployed."

When Horn said this, she paused for a moment, as if she also felt that this was not a very glorious thing.

The army protecting Victoria was nearly paralyzed at such a critical moment, and even needed help from others.

This is a stupid thing that would make a soldier feel ashamed.

"Could you please tell me some of the reasons?"

Scout also found it somewhat absurd. Logically speaking, a country's military strength shouldn't be this weak.

Even the demonic legions of that false king Kazdel wouldn't have allowed the Victoria Legion, renowned for its mechanical technology, to be so utterly defeated.

How long has it been? Less than half a year, and Victoria has become so weak?

"The royal faction was in conflict, and powerful local tyrants held sway over their respective territories."

The horn sighed.

“The Victorian army is directly under the command of Parliament. But during this special period, even the members of Parliament either disappeared or died in Londinium. The remaining members of Parliament either clung to their families and businesses, holding onto the counties surrounding Londinium, or held onto their limited military strength, waiting for the right price to go.”

"Under Victorian law, before the king's arrival, all armies, though under a unified management system, were required to heed the 'advice' of nobles and members of parliament."

"Furthermore, Victoria's communication routes have been almost completely cut off. Without the ability to exchange information, no one dares to be the first to step forward at this time."

"A bunch of cowards, clinging to their own wishful thinking, hoping to climb the social ladder through this war—it's truly despicable."

Facing outsiders, the horn pointed out the flaws of Victoria today without reservation.

Judging from her tone, she had no solution to this problem. All she could do was stay here, with her somewhat convincing military rank, and lead the soldiers to defend this small village that was neither too close nor too far from Lentinium.

At times, Victoria can also evoke feelings of despair.

Scout, on the other hand, knows some more information.

Several years ago, Therese had already been conducting exchange activities in Victoria in her personal capacity.

That was when the undead first appeared in Victoria.

The reason why these nobles are now watching from the sidelines is largely due to some of the arrangements made by Therese.

He had been eyeing Victoria's territory for a long time.

So what are your plans next?

Scout crossed his arms and asked.

"Do you plan to stay here to protect the people, or do you want to go in and charge in?"

Horn tapped her fingers on the table for a while, still without a clear answer to the question.

There are many reasons, but the most important one is intelligence.

“The whole situation in Victoria is very chaotic right now, largely because we can’t communicate with each other.”