Chapter 257 Fighting The Undead (1)



This group of knights led the undead right to the entrance of Wind Valley.

Once they were there, they didn't hesitate to dash in with their horses.

However, once they were inside of Wind Valley, they immediately started taking a specific path. They were moving back and forth through the valley, looking quite strange as they went through it.

But the undead didn't care as they followed right behind them.

Unlike these knights, the undead ran straight forward without following the same path as them.

Then it was revealed why the knights had moved in these strange patterns.

There were hidden traps placed along this path.

There were many different traps that were triggered by the undead, but they weren't able to kill them in the end. The only thing that they were able to do was trap these undead along this path.

There were deadly spike traps, spears being triggered, and other similar traps that would impale the undead since that was the best way to deal damage, but there were only a few that were lucky enough to stab the undead through the head. The rest of them just pinned the undead to the ground, forcing them to rip off parts of their bodies to get up again.

It all seemed useless, but there were a few undead that were killed.

The most important thing was that it slowed them down enough that they weren't able to catch up to the knights right away.

Then there was the sound of more hooves and more undead.

This time, the knights took a different entrance into the valley.

This Wind Valley had many different entrances that would lead to the main valley, but these paths varied in length.

The first set of knights had gone along the longest path.

As for these new knights that had appeared, they went down the second longest path.

With the difference in distance between them, the undead led by the second group of knights would reach the center of the valley just as the first group of undead arrived.

Following that...there were three more groups of undead that came being led by knights.

They all took different passages of different lengths so that just like with the first two groups, they would arrive in the center of the valley at the same time.

Finally, there was the last group of knights leading one more pack of zombies that took the shortest path into the valley.

This path didn't have a single trap in it and the knights charged right through the path to reach the center of the valley where the rest of the knights were waiting.

When all of the knights were gathered like this, they were completely surrounded by the undead following them.

The paths that they took came from all different directions so when they reached the center, they were indeed completely surrounded. That is except for a single path in front of them that would lead them out of the valley.

However, these knights didn't charge forward right away.

Instead, they waited in the center of the valley, as if they were waiting for the undead to catch up to them.

Slowly but surely, the undead came closer and closer until they were right about to catch them.

It was only then that the knights suddenly charged forward with all of their speed.

The undead had also sped up when they had charged at them, thinking that they had caught these knights off guard and were about to take them all down. But this went against them since that speed made it so they couldn't stop as they crashed into each other.

This crashing of undead against each other created a large pileup in the center of the valley, which only became bigger when the undead following the first line of undead crashed into this pileup.

As more and more undead crashed into the pile, the distance between the knights and the undead increased.

Seeing this, the duke suddenly raised his hand to give the signal.

The moment that the signal was given, not a single soldier wasted a single second in throwing the barrels in their hands down at the pile of undead in the middle of the valley.

These barrels shattered the moment that they hit the undead, but they didn't really do any damage to them. There were a few wooden shards that stabbed the undead, but they were quickly shrugged off.

But that wasn't the important thing.

The important thing was that the liquid inside of the barrels also splashed out and soaked the undead pile in the center of the valley.

Seeing these undead completely soaked in his precious alcohol, the duke couldn't help feeling a tinge of pain in his heart. But he resolved himself and raised his hand again to give the signal.

The moment that this signal was given, there was no hesitation as torches were tossed down into the center of the valley.

When the torches touched the alcohol, there was a powerful blaze that appeared that spread with the alcohol covering the undead. The undead were instantly covered in flames and there was a strong smell of flesh burning that filled the air.

Of course, since they were rotten corpses in the first place, there was a putrid smell of rot that also filled the air.

However, the soldiers didn't mind this and even enjoyed smelling this smell.

That was because for them, this was the smell of victory.

Seeing the undead being burned like this, they all revealed looks of joy as they thought that this fight had ended in their victory.

But the look on my face made it clear that I thought differently.

I had been carefully counting the number of undead that had been following the knights into the valley.

There were around two hundred undead in each of the groups, for a total of six groups.

But I had easily counted over two thousand undead in the cave...

So where were the remaining undead?