Chapter 340: Comprehensive Emergency

"Hold on, the Fifth Legion will come to rescue us!"

Tori shouted hoarsely, trying to give the courage he didn't have to the rest of the village.

Who knows why there are suddenly more undead spirits?

Fortunately, it was just an ordinary skeleton who discovered this isolated village while traveling.

His ill-fitting armor had turned into a twisted piece of scrap metal, and even his silver-plated sword had been deformed. If any more vampires entered the village to play, he would only be able to use personal sacrifice to delay the pace of the vampire's massacre and play.

The streets of the village were filled with corpses of people he was familiar with. It turned out that running away was the worst option when facing a vampire, because it would most likely make the opponent feel annoyed and end the boring hunting game directly.

Yes, games.

It's just a game to them.

The extreme mental tension caused Tori to have ridiculous hallucinations. He even thought he saw the sunshine, but the dark clouds in the sky were thicker than the earth.

Another beam of light leaked out of the darkness, and now he was not sure what he was seeing.

Tori climbed up the watchtower at the entrance of the village, trying to find the source of the strange phenomenon.

His gaze had just fallen into the distance when it froze.

For some reason, Lynch always felt that the human on the watchtower looked familiar.

He seemed to have seen it at sea, but only the human pirates of Salt's Grudge survived the battle at sea.

Lynch quickly passed through the piles of bones without any intention of disturbing the human village.

All the skeleton soldiers that approached him disintegrated in an instant. Their meager undead magic power was simply not enough to support their dead bodies to move under the purifying light.

Occasionally, bat wolves as big as houses and bloodthirsty sky demons would attack like crocodiles, but their small numbers could not pose any threat to Lynch.

Lynch didn't believe that this was the Castine family's trump card. As the most famous and powerful blood family, it shouldn't be at this level.

But it is understandable that Sylvania's battle line is too long, from the World's Edge Mountains to Talabec Territory, and then extending south to the Gray Mountains. The borders across the entire empire are battlefields that vampires need to prepare for.

Since they dared to capture Ostermark, they must be prepared for an all-out war.

This is not just a small fight between a single legion and the victory or defeat on a certain battlefield cannot even affect the overall situation.

If Lynch were their commander, he would rather abandon his native Sylvania and lead the undead army directly into the rear of the empire, engage in guerrilla warfare everywhere, and then unite as a whole at the critical moment to lay the foundation for victory.

Of course, giving up Sylvania, where the Shaxu Wind was thriving, meant that the Castain family had no way out at all, and their thousand-year-old foundation was all put on the gambling table.

If the opponent is not a radical commander like Lynch, he probably won't dare to abandon his foundation and take a gamble.

Even if humans win, it is impossible to completely eliminate the remnants of death in the province of Sylvania, but if they hand it over, Pastor Mor and the Heishi wizards of the Imperial Magic Academy will purify it cleaner than the scalp of the Sigmar chanter.

As Lynch hurried on his way, he roughly deduced the battle situation in his mind.

The situation is not as bad as described in the Archmage's message. Lightning strikes can occupy land, but that doesn't mean they can eat it.

It seems that the garrisons in various places in Ostermark are still holding on, otherwise the vampires who could spare some troops would have swallowed up the village in front of Lynch long ago.

The Imperials have countless villages, and each of them is a small, degraded version of a fortress, so there is still room for us to fight this battle.

At least we can still fight before all the temples are torn down.

Lynch crossed the village in a few breaths and continued to chase in the direction where the vampire escaped in the distance.

He spotted a large river not far from the village. The river, which was more than ten miles wide, must be the Reik River. If he remembered correctly, the current capital of Ostermark was on the river.

"He doesn't seem to be able to communicate."

"Don't worry about him, Herbert. You take some soldiers to continue to delay him, and we will bypass him."

"Yes, leave the trouble to the knights of Baker Harbor."

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Lynch always feels that the number of undead has decreased a lot.

He left behind a road paved with bones along the way. The broad road now seems narrower, like a failed project due to insufficient funds.

He is now like a giant whale in the sea. Although he is huge enough compared to the vampires that are as small as fish fry, he is just a drop in the ocean in the vast ocean.

Even if he pulled out the star chart and used the magic map to overlook the empire, he could only see that all the lands bordering Sylvania were filled with necromancy.

He couldn't get a bird's-eye view of the overall situation like a player of a strategy game, and could only guess based on the information he had access to - the vampires he encountered should have fled in different directions.

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Lynch ignored their countermeasures. It was impossible for him to clear out all the undead within a radius of thousands or even tens of thousands of miles by himself. It would be a waste of time to just walk through them all.

He was more concerned about the more critical garrisons of humans, such as the capitals of provinces or fortresses in strategic locations.

That should be the main battlefield. At least one of the countless main battlefields.

"The war in Northern Sylvania is progressing smoothly, but humans are still resisting in vain."

"You're the only one who's having success! We were stopped by the Raven Knights' fortress in Nagenhof, damn it."

"Half of Capeburg is still unoccupied. My bat discovered that the Knights of Tal's Fury and a human army from Tarabeheim are on their way. We need support."

"Keep an eye on your mercenaries. The ogre tribe I hired betrayed me. They are a bunch of cheap fat bugs. I should have taken over the city of Nidling!"

"There are still some bugs around Mordheim. They seem to be members of the Black Griffin Knights. Does the Blood Knights still have the energy to deal with these annoying grasshoppers?"

"The Knights of the Flaming Sun and the Knights of the Black Rose are pestering us like mad dogs. We have no time!"

"Our commander has encountered the Patriarch of Yurik, the Great Ancestor. Who should take his place?"

"Steir's army is about to reach Fort Oberstein. Where are the reinforcements?"

"We will come to support you after we have dealt with the Mutt garrison."

"The dwarves are bombarding the border of South Sylvania! Where is the support of House Lahmia?"

"Neferata's maids have lost contact. They betrayed the Castaing family!"

"Idiot! Don't use your incompetence to slander the Lahmia Sisterhood. We have met the Grand Master of the Church of Sigmar, and the Knights of the Goddess Verena are all here with us!"

"Please don't blame me, great Vlad. The coalition forces of Iverland and Wiesenland have occupied Schwarzport. They seem to be frightened by the advance from the north. It is not a wise choice to fight a group of desperate lunatics head-on. I am ready to ambush them in the swamp."

"Why hasn't the Ghoul King launched an attack yet? Where are the ratmen allies?"

(End of this chapter)