This made the villagers realize that the undead didn't seem to kill everyone, and as long as you didn't provoke the undead, they wouldn't bother to pay attention to you.
And the undead seemed to be heading somewhere.
The news was quickly delivered to Ilmaha.
"That loser hasn't even dealt with the previous undead yet, and now so many more have come?"
"This must be tens of thousands. No, no, no, wait, let me see..."
The mayor of the upper city of Ilemaha searched quickly on his long table and found a few pieces of animal skin paper, comparing them with the numbers on them.
"Ancestors, these are hundreds of thousands of undead souls!"
“How can there be so many!”
"Could it be possible that there is a lair of the undead in the deadly wasteland?!"
After calculating the approximate number of undead, the face of the mayor of the upper city of Ilemaha changed.
This time it is not a simple matter of whether the undead have come to the central area, but that the undead are attacking the central area.
What made him uncomfortable was that the city closest to the undead was the city-state of Ilmah.
Although the report pointed out that the undead were not powerful, their numbers were there after all!
To eliminate so many undead, a team of at least tens of thousands of people would be needed.
The ratman city-state is half above ground and half underground. The above-ground part is basically a trading city, and most of the people in the city are merchants or people of other races.
The number of troops in the ground cities is not large, and the focus is on maintaining stability.
Real rat people all live underground, and underground cities are their real home!
A large number of undead have entered the territory. This matter is no longer something that the aboveground city can handle. We have to report it to the underground city.
"Ha, let those guys down there worry about it!"
The mayor of the upper city of Ilemaha pretended to be indifferent, but the cold sweat oozing from his forehead proved that he was not so calm in his heart.
He still didn't know where the undead came from. Did the undead occupy other areas of the wasteland and then come to the central area? Or did they originally live in the wasteland and only appeared this time? He didn't know any of this.
Another question is why do the undead come?
For so many years, ever since the rise of the ratmen, the undead have been a legend, a legend passed down from generation to generation, and no one has ever actually seen the undead.
If they have always existed, why didn't they come before, but now?
How on earth could so many undead souls be hiding?
One question after another popped up in the city lord's mind, but there was no answer.
All he could do was to find a way to suppress the news and stabilize the Ilemaha ground city area so that the ground city would not panic and continue to operate smoothly.
The question of whether or not the undead could be defeated was not even within the city lord's consideration.
The rat people are powerful. Countless battles and competitions with various powerful tribes have made the rat people full of confidence in any hostile forces. They are not afraid of anyone!
Just as the intelligence about the undead was being sent to Ilmaha, the undead army was marching towards the temporary gathering place on the front line.
As the second generation commander on the front line, he naturally received the news, but he did not take the undead seriously. In his opinion, with so many vassal races and the ratmen's proud long-range troops in his hands, there was naturally nothing to be afraid of the undead.
However, when he saw a long black shadow appearing on the horizon in the distance, swaying forward and gradually revealing a skeleton figure, he was afraid.
The densely packed skeletons and the suffocating breath of death that hit him in the face were far beyond what a second-generation person like him could endure.
More than 200,000 undead souls were rubbing shoulders with each other and staggering forward. They were not afraid of pain and did not care about death. It seemed that nothing could stop them.
The second generation had never seen so many undead before. He had only heard of armies of hundreds of thousands, but had never seen it with his own eyes. This time he saw it, but unfortunately, it was not an army of ratmen, but of undead.
How can the remaining 10,000-plus subordinate soldiers and the rat-man corps he brought from the upper city of Ilmaha resist an army of more than 200,000 undead?
What's going on?!
The second-generation commander suddenly realized that this battle was no longer something a small rat like him could fight.
He did not act pretentiously and decisively issued the order to retreat. He was the first to run away, and his escape was so clean and neat.
The commander has run away, and the others will not stay there. The rat army followed the commander and ran away.
When the more than 10,000 affiliated soldiers saw that the rat army had run away, they immediately scattered like birds and beasts and disappeared without a trace.
When the undead army arrived, they saw a messy battlefield and the black warrior who had already cleaned up the battlefield and was waiting for them calmly.
The two sides gathered together and instantly occupied the surrounding area.
The news of the arrival of the undead was spread to the city lord's mansion in the Ilemaha underground city.
The underground city area is the official territory of the ratmen. There are almost no outsiders here. If outsiders want to enter here, they need to go through layers of review and obtain dual permissions from both the above-ground city area and the underground city area before they can enter.
Most of the time, the only foreigners who can enter the underground city, apart from the messengers of other races, are powerful people with all-knowing abilities.
Knock knock knock.
"Come in." The dungeon city lord raised his head and said when he heard the knock on the door.
The office door opened, and the ratman assistant came to him with a roll of animal skin paper, saluted, and handed him the roll of animal skin.
"Lord City Lord, this is an urgent document from the aboveground city."
The city lord took the animal skin scroll with a serious expression, unfolded it and read it carefully.
The ratmen attach great importance to the aboveground city. After all, the aboveground city will provide food and wealth to the underground city, which stabilizes the lives of the ratmen nobles in the underground city and provides research and development funds for the scientific research institute.
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