Chapter 647: The Undead who Were Unwilling to Give up

When the Swadian Sergeants heard this voice that sounded like the heavens had forgiven them, they began to shout.

The clanging sounds became weaker and weaker.

When they withdrew their shields, they could only see countless undead soldiers retreating to the back.

The Swadian Sergeants cried out for victory.

Under the leadership of the great Commander Bunduk, they had obtained victory against the undead soldiers.

This kind of honor could allow their Swadian Sergeant’s status to instantly soar in Drondheim. This was the honor of a team, and it was the most deserving of praise from all the soldiers.

Bunduk returned with a full load, and he met the Elf King in the palace.

“Respected Commander Bunduk, Congratulations on your victory against the undead soldiers. This battle will definitely be recorded in the annals of history and will be remembered eternally!”

The Elf King personally poured a cup of medicinal wine for Bunduk. He raised his cup first.

Bunduk’s heart was filled with the heroic spirit of victory at this moment. He raised his cup and drank happily with the Elf King.

Only then did he suggest, “Your Highness, now is not the time for the entire country to celebrate. As everyone knows, those undead soldiers have only temporarily retreated. It won’t be long before they continue to invade the elven colony. At this moment, we have not won. We are just lucky to have dragged them down. Please give me another 100 elven soldiers. I will lead them to topple the nest of the undead soldiers. Only then will the elven colony be able to obtain a longer period of peace.”

Hearing Bunduk’s suggestion, the Elf King’s eyes naturally lit up. He was very impressed by Bunduk’s ability to maintain his composure.

Bunduk led more than 100 Swadian Sergeants and 100 elven soldiers onto the battlefield from last night. There were many corpses of Swadian Sergeants and Virgil knights here, they were gradually rotting and sinking into the soil, becoming rich nutrients that nurtured this land.

Bunduk smiled, smiling very easily. Those undead would be able to rest in peace because of last night’s victory.

He suddenly stepped on a corpse. It was the corpse of the sergeant who had made a mistake last night. Because of his mistake, the entire square formation almost fell into chaos. In the end, it was unknown who had stepped forward to make up for the mistake, Bunduk did not see the figure of the person who had made up for the mistake. If he had seen it, he would definitely have asked Lord Kant to increase his rank and treat his family well.

However, the young corpse in front of him belonged to the Swadian Sergeant who made a mistake.

Bunduk looked at the corpse with some disgust. However, he thought about it and heaved a sigh of relief. He walked around the corpse.

For some reason, even though it was a darn soldier who had made a mistake, Bunduk suddenly felt that stepping on his corpse would be an insult to him.

Bunduk and no one else would never know how much this young soldier respected him at noon yesterday.

In front of them was a Wild Boar Swamp. The reason for its name was because not only were there large numbers of wild boars roaming around the swamp, but the swamp would also release a large amount of poisonous gas. Those wild boars had gone through elimination and mutation, in the end, they had evolved into a species that was not afraid of the poisonous gas in the swamp.

Their long tusks on both sides showed that they were not to be trifled with. Anyone who offended their estate would probably die.

Bunduk waved his hand to signal for the large group to stop moving forward and he shouted, “Stand by and wait for the swamp to dissipate at noon. We will set off when it is at its weakest.”

It was only at noon that Bunduk gave the order, “Regroup and set off!”

The group stood in unison, marching forward at the same pace. The mutated wild boars scattered on both sides did not dare to approach. They could already smell the terrifying aura emanating from these people, this kind of aura was something their group could not resist. Instead of doing so, they might as well give way to them.

Soon, Bunduk’s team passed through this poisonous swamp. The fresh air was perfect. Bunduk looked at the Cypress Forest in front of him and sighed. In the war era, there was actually such a peaceful Cypress Forest.

However, there were countless undead soldiers inside. Bunduk did not know where these undead soldiers were produced from in the Cypress Forest, but he knew that as long as this Cypress Forest was burned, then those undead soldiers would suffer a great blow and wouldn’t come to harass the elven colony for some time.

However, burning down such a beautiful Cypress Forest that had given him a good impression just a while ago, and yet he was going to destroy it in the next second?

Bunduk silently muttered in his heart.

However, being conflicted was never his style.

He ordered, “Fire elves, cast the fireball spell. Aim at the Cypress Forest.”

The elves hesitated for a moment, obviously unwilling to burn down such a large area of the Cypress Forest.

Bunduk said seriously, “In this Cypress Forest, who knows how many nests of the undead soldiers there are. Rather than searching here painstakingly, it’s more convenient to burn down this Cypress Forest.”

Thus, a group of elves stood in front of the Cypress Forest.

In front of the fireball spell, even the lowest level fireball spell was a fatal blow to the Cypress Forest, not to mention that so many fireballs fell from the sky. They crashed into the Cypress Forest swiftly, and a cypress tree was set on fire, under the chain reaction, countless cypress trees were set on fire.

The flames soared into the sky, and there were a large number of mutated creatures inside. They wailed miserably in the fire.

The tongue of fire burned the entire Cypress Forest into ashes, swallowing all of them.

A cloud of turbid gas tried to escape in the fire, but it was quickly pulled back by the fire. Sometimes it turned into the image of an undead soldier, and sometimes it returned to a cloud of gas.

Just like that, under the tearing of the fire, it dissipated.

The world seemed to have become quiet all of a sudden.

Bunduk suddenly felt disappointed. He was disappointed that he had lost a good partner, a good colleague, like Pam. Because of these undead soldiers, he had even lost so many elite soldiers. Although those soldiers were not worth mentioning to him, however, everyone was the pillar of the family. If one fell, the entire family would collapse.

He was a family man, so he naturally understood this principle. The lives of soldiers were also very precious. If he had no other choice, Bunduk would definitely adopt a more reasonable battle strategy, and not be like Pam, his hesitation was mixed with too many emotions in the war. In the end, he and countless knights lost their lives in that war.

No one was born strong. Only by constantly learning from the failures of their predecessors could they become stronger!

Bunduk clenched his fists.

They won this battle!