The portable grandfathers that appear are all problematic.

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 spread of the story, General Barak was no longer portrayed as a ghost, but as an angel of the sun god…

Many ordinary people secretly kept statues of General Barak in their homes, including 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!

Chapter 14 The Death of the Deserter General

The warhorse was galloping wildly, and the strong wind blew his clothes, rustling like a flag.

"Deputy General, this time, we will definitely win! With the glory of knighthood!" General Julia's adrenaline soared to the extreme, and surging blood and fighting spirit surged into his brain.

Will definitely win!

He turned around and looked at the soldiers who were charging with him.

However, there were no knights around.

General Julia was stunned.

He suddenly turned his head and looked behind him. His dozens of personal soldiers were all fleeing towards the imperial capital. His deputy general, the man he trusted most, was also desperately fleeing towards the imperial capital. As they ran, he could even hear faint sounds...

"Hahaha, I'm going to run back and become the general first. You just wait to become the sinner of the war's failure!"

General Julia was stunned for a moment.

Looking at the confidant who was escaping with all the personal soldiers in the back, and looking at the undead army that covered the sky and the sun in the front.

At this moment, just as at that moment.

Everything was like the battle twenty years ago, and the boomerang that Julia threw twenty years ago hit him right on the head twenty years later.

He was beaten until his skin was torn and his flesh was covered in blood.

The warhorse did not stop and continued to gallop towards the Lich King.

General Julia laughed, like a madman, with his mouth stretched from ear to ear, and he was laughing wildly.

I don't know whether he was laughing at his short-sighted adjutant or at himself, who was like a clown.

"I understand! Hehehe! I understand, I understand! General Barak, I understand! I finally understand you! Hehehe, hahahahaha!"

At this moment, on the way of charge, the nightmare-like knot in his heart was untied, and the imperial General Julia finally broke through the unspeakable barrier.

He seemed to be surrounded by the sun's rays. He had broken through from the quasi-legendary level and became a true legend!

The general who was laughing wildly on horseback drew his sword and, on this battlefield where he was the only one charging, he let out the same roar as when he left the city.

"Cavalry, charge!"

The sacred unicorn neighed and sped up again.

The lance instantly knocked the Death Knight in the front row away, and the unicorn pierced into the undead army like a sharp sword, smashing countless Death Knights blocking the front into pieces in an instant.

1500 meters!

1200 meters!

900 meters!

The sacred wildebeests lost their speed, but they still fought in the undead army as if they were in an empty space, gradually approaching the Lich King.

500 meters!

400 meters!

The unicorn roared as its front leg was chopped by an undead axeman.

The next moment, General Julia was thrown out together and crushed an undead skeleton to death.

The momentum of the charge came to an abrupt halt.

The unicorn was instantly submerged by the sea of ​​undead skeletons.

Julia struggled to crush the skeleton lying on him, and the army of undead around him pounced on him like piranhas that smelled blood, surrounding him in three layers.

Because the density was so high, the number of undead that attacked friendly forces or were trampled to pieces was many times greater than that killed by General Julia.

"Go away!"

General Julia drew his spare dagger and instantly cleared the undead around him. He gritted his teeth so hard that his gums began to crack and his teeth were broken.

Even though he had lost his warhorse, he still charged towards the Lich King, the roars continuing to be heard from his mouth.

"Cavalry, charge!"

"boom!"

The body of an undead knight beneath him suddenly exploded, and the shock wave and bone fragments cut through his armor.

At the same time, the explosion also shattered the surrounding skeletons, but the bodies of these dead skeleton soldiers immediately exploded in a chain during the next spell.

It's the corpse explosion of undead magic!

Those were the skeleton mages in the rear of the army, casting corpse explosions.

In the original battle, the first thing that should have been killed was this group of skeleton mages, otherwise the accumulated undead would immediately blow up the city wall under the explosion of the skeleton mages' corpses.

But right now, he couldn't care less about those skeleton mages.

A barrage of corpse explosions erupted around me, shrapnel embedding itself in armor and into flesh...

The pain led to a continued surge of adrenaline.

The advantage is that while the corpse explosion attacks him, it also clears out other undead around him, and he can even rush towards the Lich King faster.

Close, closer!

Julia charged forward on her feet, her dagger held high.

Corpses exploded around him, but he didn't dodge at all. His eyes only focused on the backbone of the Undead Scourge, the Lich King!

300 meters!

200 meters!

He was almost at the feet of the bone dragon. Just a few more steps forward and he could jump onto the bone dragon and kill the Lich King!