“Attention, our mission this ti is to investigate the details of that strange enemy unit.” As night fell, while most of the soldiers were resting in preparation for the next day’s battle, a small unit quietly entered Romulus City from the North Gate, which was controlled by the allied forces.
Leading the way was Litte, her adjutant was Virgil, and also Martin, who had joined Litte in Florence earlier. The three of them, with five hundred carefully selected elite soldiers, launched a night raid on Romulus City.
Just as Litte had instructed Virgil and Martin earlier, this unit was not going to directly storm the city for a decapitation strike. Instead, they were preparing to investigate that secret enemy unit.
The position that had been retaken during the day was now manned by ordinary Napoli soldiers. Litte saw those people from a distance, and seeing that they were ordinary soldiers, she quickly ordered her soldiers to stop. She herself, along with a few agile soldiers, quietly sneaked around from the side, eliminated the enemy guards, and then the main force proceeded directly down this street, deep into the enemy camp.
Finally, deep within the camp, Litte saw the unit that was exactly as the ssenger soldier had described during the day.
What struck her as strange was that even at night, they still remained fully armored, as if they were afraid of having their bodies seen underneath.
The more Litte looked, the more she felt sothing was wrong. She ordered Martin to lead his unit to observe the surrounding situation first, while she and Virgil quietly moved forward.
In an alley, Virgil and Litte separated. The latter remained in place, while the forr directly charged out of the alley and onto the street.
This action naturally attracted the enemy’s attention.
However, what surprised Virgil was that the enemy’s senses seed to be very poor. Virgil running across the street in front of them didn’t even attract their attention.
Helpless, Virgil could only pick up a stone and throw it in front of a fully armored soldier.
This did indeed attract the other party’s attention. The other party first looked up, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual around, walked forward to look at the object on the ground.
Seeing this, Virgil threw another stone onto the ground ahead. This ti, he deliberately created a gap, allowing the other party to notice the shadow in the alley. The other party imdiately jogged forward, chasing Virgil in the alley.
Just as the other party turned into the alley, Litte followed closely behind and directly struck him down onto the ground.
“Cease your resistance and tell your identity!” Litte threatened the other party like this. Who knew the other party completely ignored Litte’s words, saying nothing, and attempted to struggle to stand up.
Litte firmly held down the other party’s shoulder, but the other party was willing to sacrifice an arm just to stand up.
And throughout the process, they still made no sound, except for the sound of tal scraping together as they moved.
Litte was startled by the other party’s ferocity. At this mont, Virgil directly drew his sword and thrust it into the connection between the other party’s helt and chest armor, directly lifting the entire helt.
Subsequently, the face that was exposed left both of them stunned.
With gaunt cheeks, fierce eyes, and distorted features, the other party looked nothing like a human, but rather like a living dead person.
And after the helt was removed, the expression on the “living dead person’s” face also beca more pained. He even let out roars, but what ca out of his throat was only the hoarse sound of air after his vocal cords had ruptured. If it weren’t for the absence of the helt’s obstruction, the two of them would never have realized that he couldn’t speak at all.
It seed it wasn’t that they weren’t speaking at all, but rather that even if they were injured and wanted to scream, they simply couldn’t utter anything.
Moreover, at this mont, it seed that after one of the other party’s arms was detached, they felt no pain at all, and it didn’t affect their subsequent actions.
Virgil was the first to react. He imdiately shielded Litte, then directly kicked the mysterious soldier onto the ground.
The force the other party had displayed while struggling earlier should have been at the level of Tier 5 to Tier 6. However, Virgil’s current strength had reached Tier 7, so dealing with this kind of opponent was naturally not an issue.
However, upon thinking about the description of the other party, this army of living dead people seed to number over a thousand.
Over a thousand Tier 5 to Tier 6 soldiers, all fearless of death. This kind of combat power was more formidable than any elite unit in the Empire.
Even if the Royal Knights or the Holy Knights of the Church were to co, the ordinary soldiers of these two armies would not be able to gain any advantage against this unit.
Virgil was just about to end the other party’s life with his sword, but was stopped by Litte.
She shook her head, then said, “We need to take him back, whether as evidence to further incriminate Giovanni, or to research a way to deal with this kind of monster.”
“You’re right. I was being rash,” Virgil heard this, withdrew his sword, then put the helt back on the person, and then escorted the other party, preparing to forcefully take him back.
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“Army of Living Dead?!” Saint Roland City, Military Conference.
“Mm. So currently, General Scaloni is requesting assistance. If reinforcents don’t arrive soon, the other party might be able to counterattack with this unit and potentially cause even greater harm,” the general returning from the front line said this.
“Send the Royal Knights over. Arthas, also mobilize so n from the army. And Elsa, mobilize as many mages as possible.”
Odysseus gave his children their respective orders, then looked at Pope Levi, who was sitting beside him.
“Your Holiness the Pope, at this ti, the Holy Knights of the Church must also take action, right?”
“Mm. Dealing with this kind of evil is the Church’s duty to begin with,” Levi nodded, then looked at Odysseus.
“However, Your Majesty, have you decided on the person who will lead the army this ti?”
“...” Upon hearing this, Odysseus thought for a mont, then asked, “Could it be that General Scaloni and Duke Lucius’s abilities are insufficient?”
“I am certainly not questioning their abilities. They are renowned generals of the Empire. However, in the current situation, a more capable person is needed to replace them to resolve the issues on the front line more effectively, isn’t that right?” the Pope said this, subtly glancing at Elsa.
Elsa saw this and also understood Levi’s aning.
“Father, I do have a recomnded candidate. If he were to take command, he could definitely ensure the safety of the front line.”
“You an, Orson?” Odysseus asked.
“Mm,” Elsa nodded. “He has a precedent of defeating the beastn. Even leading a large army, he would not have problems.”
Arthas on the side, upon hearing the na Orson, imdiately could not sit still.
The reason he had sent Scaloni to the front line this ti was to use this military achievent to overshadow Orson’s military achievent of pacifying the beastn before.
But if he were to let Orson command the army again, wouldn’t he have sent Scaloni for nothing?
In the face of national righteousness and personal gain, Arthas had to make a choice.
“Father,” Arthas finally spoke.
“Mm, what do you want to say?”
“Let ... go too.”
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