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"What do we do next? Should we chase after them...?"

"..."

After Mike had walked away, the cavalry squad recovered from the terrifying aura they had just witnessed. Having failed to complete the king's mission, they were still debating whether to give chase.

"Stop, everyone, let's go back..." Andrei watched Mike's departing figure, his eyes flickering twice, before saying to everyone, "As for the details of this mission, please keep it a secret. In return, I will bear all the consequences of any punishment the King may impose afterward."

It is clear that Rohan's foundation is still intact. Even though the current king, Van Zel, is incompetent, there are still people who hope that the country can have a bright future.

Meanwhile, Mike soon arrived at the border of Gondor.

Unlike the poorly governed Rohan, even in the desolate border regions, a high wall has been built to protect the land.

Mike was only allowed to enter Gondor after he verified his human identity.

Further south, you can see bustling villages along the way, with countless Gondorians working hard in the fields.

Those vast fields of golden wheat represent both joy and hope.

Looking at the scene here, so different from Rohan, Mike felt much more relaxed.

As evening fell, after a day's journey, Mike arrived at Calenbell, a major town in the westernmost part of Gondor.

This is also one of the important strongholds on the Gondor Line. There are seven such strongholds on the Gondor Line.

This demonstrates the power of Gondor.

Bathed in the glow of the setting sun, Mike entered a multi-purpose hotel in the town. It offered not only accommodation but also drinks.

At this time, many people were sitting in the hall, drinking and discussing politics.

Mike, who ordered a beer and sat in a corner, actually heard quite a bit of news there.

The earliest Gondor was founded by Isildur and Anarion, who devised the most suitable economic system and military defense for this largest human nation.

It is this cultural heritage that has allowed this human nation to continue to this day, despite its many ups and downs.

In fact, Gondor has not had a king for over eight hundred years, and has been ruled by the family of the Regent Anorrian.

The current regent, Exyrion, is said to be a man of great talent and ambition. Under his rule, Gondor flourished and gradually began to resemble its golden age.

……

Just as Mike was comfortably listening to everyone's boasting and joking, the sound of war drums suddenly came from the direction of the Karenbell city walls, followed by huge beacon towers bursting into flames.

The entire night sky was bathed in a fiery red light.

"Damn orcs, they've started attacking the city again..."

"If the kingdom's army hadn't refused to accept me, I would have gone to the city walls to kill a few orcs to vent my anger..."

"Come on, old John. Don't break your bones before you even get to the city wall..."

"..."

Having bordered Mordor for many years, Gondor has developed a fierce and untamed culture. People there don't seem to be afraid of orcs, these dark creatures, and many are even eager to try their hand at war.

"Have you heard? Mordor has specially bred a batch of infected corpse puppets in order to breach our defenses..."

"Many soldiers on the front lines have been infected with that disgusting plague..."

"Are you sure it's the plague? This is no joke..."

"..."

Gondor was once extremely powerful, and at its peak, its military strength nearly crushed Mordor.

However, a subsequent nationwide plague wiped out 70 percent of the country's population, leading to the decline of Gondor.

Therefore, for the people of this country, the plague was an absolute taboo.

When it was confirmed that someone on the front line was indeed infected with the plague, everyone in the hotel turned pale and began to curse the despicable forces of darkness.

"Plague? This thing is quite deadly..." Mike muttered to himself, then tossed down a few copper coins and walked out.

He planned to go to the Kalumber defense line to check on the situation.

……

"Hold on!!! As long as our formation holds, those beasts can't do anything to us..."

"Also, everyone, put on your masks. This is for your own good..."

"..."

On the towering walls of Kalumber, the commander shouted in a hoarse voice. Then, volleys of arrows rained down from the walls, repelling wave after wave of attacking orcs.

However, this situation did not improve the commander's expression. He knew that the main event was yet to come.

Finally, after leaving behind a trail of corpses, the orc siege force retreated.

Then, a dozen or so bloated, dark creatures, resembling waterlogged corpses, emerged from behind the orc ranks.

Next, these enormous monsters, covered in viruses, were placed on specially made catapults, ready to be launched onto the city walls.

"Archers and grenadiers, step back and provide support!!! Special forces, prepare to push any undead puppets that are thrown onto the walls down immediately..."

"Remember, don't get entangled in combat with those corpse puppets."

"..."

As soon as the corpse puppets appeared, the commander on the city wall immediately adjusted the formation.

Unlike ordinary soldiers who only wore a wet towel, each special forces soldier was wrapped in bandages, looking like a mummy.

Their equipment consisted mostly of long-handled weapons like shields and forks.

Clearly, this is someone specifically designed to deal with corpse puppets.

"Whoosh...whoosh..."

As the human warriors changed formation, the bulky corpse puppets below were also launched one by one.

Some of them crashed headfirst into the city wall and turned into a pile of foul-smelling mud, while others were lucky enough to make it onto the city wall.

Then these giant corpse puppets, as if they felt no pain, charged recklessly into the crowd.

"Careful!!! Try not to touch their blood..."

"Damn it, who told you to use a knife to cut the corpse puppet..."

"..."

The corpse puppets, covered in viruses, were not fast but possessed immense strength. Under their relentless, suicidal charges, chaos quickly descended upon the city walls.

Even if the commander shouted until his voice was hoarse, it was no use.

People always make mistakes when they're nervous.

At the same time, without the threat of human archers and rolling stones, the orc troops below began to use battering rams to assault the city gate.

……

"Halt!!"

When Mike arrived at the city wall, he was stopped by a guard squad stationed there.

To prevent spies from opening the gates from the inside, soldiers generally did not allow ordinary people to approach the city defenses during wartime.

“I am not the enemy,” Mike explained.

Knowing that he couldn't explain it clearly in a short time, he directly summoned the power of faith, and flew up to the city wall with his whole body glowing white.

This action made him stand out like the bright moon.

By this time, the city wall was in complete chaos. Special warriors, wrapped up like mummies, often needed more than a dozen people working together to push the corpse puppets off the high wall and restrict their movement.

Some even chose to crash into the corpse puppet at the edge to minimize losses, falling off the high wall with it.

Even so, a few corpse puppets, relying on their immense brute force, managed to shake off the special forces soldiers around them and rush into the crowd of ordinary soldiers at the rear.

As black mist drifted from their bodies, soldiers soon couldn't help but cough.

When Mike came up, this was the horrific scene he saw.

"who are you?"

Fortunately, the holy white light emanating from Mike made him appear less like a bad guy. This prevented the commander from attacking him immediately.

"The people who came to help you..."

Mike waved his hands, instantly summoning several balls of white light that sent the zombie puppets in the crowd flying off the high wall.

Then he walked to the city wall and, to everyone's astonishment, conjured up a huge platinum longbow.

As the golden arrow was shot out, it quickly split in two in mid-air, then became four...

Finally, a golden rain of arrows, like stars in the sky, descended upon the orcs attacking the city below.

Amidst screams and wails, the arrows pierced the orcs' throats one by one, turning the area below into a hellish place where orc lives were reaped.

The spectacular arrow rain performance came to an end when the last orc who tried to escape fell.

At this moment, the city wall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Countless warriors who had gathered looked at Mike with worship as if they had witnessed a miracle.

"How... how did you do that?" The officer in charge of the battle came up to Mike in surprise.

"A little talent, plus a little effort..." Okay, Mike couldn't keep up the lie, so he changed the subject: "By the way, gather all the warriors who have been in contact with the corpse puppets. I'll treat them in case they really get infected with the plague."

"You can cure the plague?" The commander was genuinely surprised this time.

Compared to fighting orcs, the plague is obviously more terrifying and harder to defend against.

“Yes, if it’s just a simple zombie virus, it’s easy to deal with.” Mike also realized that the virus on the zombies was entirely artificially cultivated.

It belongs to biological viruses...

This kind of virus, which doesn't involve any other mysterious forces, is indeed easy to deal with.

"Great! I'll go assemble the team right away." The commander ran off in delight.

Before long, almost all the soldiers on the entire defensive line were gathered on the city wall.

People were packed so tightly that there was hardly any room left to stand.

Clearly, this commander is treating Mike like a beast of burden.

This is understandable, of course, since a plague is no small trouble for ordinary people.

"Can we begin? Should I have them line up one by one?" the commander asked considerately.

"No need, this is fine~" Mike once again condensed a ball of white light.

As the white light slowly spread, it eventually encompassed all the warriors on the city wall.

"It feels so good, like soaking in a hot spring..."

"It's amazing, I feel like I have all the energy back..."

"..."

Healing power: It can treat illnesses and help regulate the body even when healthy.

Amidst the soldiers' joyful cheers, Mike, feeling that he had done enough, withdrew his powers.

"Is that all? Don't you need to continue treatment?" The commander, who had only just felt better, looked at Mike with a sense of loss.

“It’s ready,” Mike said, his gaze fixed on the distance.

Under the cover of darkness, several other beacon fires could be faintly seen heading south along the Gondor Line.

Clearly, on this night, it wasn't just the major town of Karenbel that was attacked by the forces of darkness.

As the treated soldiers were dispersed by their commander, the atmosphere on the Kalenbel defense line gradually became bleak.

You must understand that war is cruel.

Although Mike helped them in Karen Bell, many people still died.

"Could you please make another trip? There are still many soldiers in the town's quarantine zone who were previously infected by the Corpse Puppet Virus..." The commander noticed that Mike was considering leaving, so he took the opportunity to ask another question.

“Of course, no problem.” Mike readily agreed to the commander’s request.

To reiterate, while he may not be a savior, he generally won't refuse to lend a hand if it's convenient.

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