Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 579 - 579 273 Reinforcements Arrive_2

579: Chapter 273: Reinforcements Arrive_2 579: Chapter 273: Reinforcements Arrive_2 With only two thousand soldiers, and no prior knowledge, delving into the origin point of the calamity outbreak, facing innumerable Undead, and potentially a formidable enemy behind it.

It is indeed akin to walking into a trap, not to mention this gamble with death, whether there’s even a sliver of a chance for success.

Even if the heroes beside him miraculously achieved the unfathomable and successfully escorted him and Lola to the Rolannar Great Temple, no one would have survived in the end.

This almost nonexistent success rate, coupled with disproportionate sacrifice, is something Leon cannot bear.

Reality is not a game; there are no re-dos.

Neither the lives of comrades, warriors nor his own can be squandered recklessly like this.

“How progresses Count Lunaf’s recruitment?” Leon looked up and asked Azeryan.

“The Baldim family has already conscripted six thousand militia from the populace, who are being trained on the North Shore.”

Leon nodded, not expecting much combat prowess from those six thousand militia.

As long as these militia can garrison various strongholds to assist in city defense, allowing the majority of the lords’ elite forces to be freed up to assemble for expeditions, it would suffice.

After seizing numerous towns and fortress strongholds on the South Bank, the advance eastward becomes increasingly difficult; the Undead Army doesn’t need food, but living soldiers must eat daily to fight, so the supply line for provisions and military supplies must be secured.

Currently, they reclaimed half of Baldim County, and on the North Shore, they are simultaneously executing Corpse Ghost prisoners of war to boost morale and spirit among the people.

However, in reality, the Alliance’s stretched force of over ten thousand is only able to maintain control over several towns, fortresses, and main roads in various places.

After Lola reversed the altar, on this land now seeing daylight again, many remnants of the Corpse Ghost Army still wander around the mountains and countryside.

Every night, countless vengeful ghosts cause havoc in the desolate wilderness.

In recent days, unexpected comebacks of Undead Corpse Tides have occasionally occurred across the regions, but fortunately with Kovis and a Kantadar Lion Scorpion Knight passing military intelligence back and forth, the Alliance can still timely deploy forces to extinguish the invading Corpse Ghost clusters.

The Undead individuals wandering in the wild may not be as ferocious and resilient as those in the netherworld domain, but they still pose a considerable threat to ordinary civilians, while the main forces of the Alliance cannot continuously focus their efforts on fortification defense and safeguarding supply routes.

The time is still short, and the Undead Army has not yet reacted to this unexpected force of theirs.

Taking advantage of this time gap, swiftly advancing eastward to get as close as possible to Rolannar and establish a defensive line, only then might he seek ways to summon more troops to reclaim Holy Land City.

From the perspective of provisions consumption and morale, dragging a living army into a prolonged war with the tireless Undead Corpse Sea is a path to self-destruction.

Time cannot be delayed…

but haste leads to missteps; continuous battles have led to around two thousand casualties within the Alliance, and the soldiers are now physically and mentally exhausted.

Even with continuous victories and high morale, people still need rest.

Lightly tapping the location of Kilmerton Pass with his finger, Leon had to temporarily put aside his eagerness.

He glanced north of Baldim County, towards Mamor County in the Kantadar North.

Not long ago, Count Sanger arrived in Baldim County.

Seeing the southern escape route blocked by the Undead, he temporarily sought refuge with the Alliance, bringing with him the bad news that the Undead Corpse Tide had already engulfed Mamor County.

But from him, Leon learned that the army of tens of thousands assembled by Lydwen III is already fighting against the Undead in the western occupied areas of Mamor.

The Orland Army officially began to fend off the Undead offensive, slightly comforting Leon, at least knowing he is not fighting alone.

Moreover, with his contribution of the Guardian Spirit Holy Lamp blueprints, it is unknown how many spellcasters Lydwen III could muster from the northern interior to manufacture Holy Lamps and whether large-scale soul-stabilizing facilities at the border fortresses could be established….

However, although there are many allies in the north, the south lacks any good news.

Recalling his previous risky reconnaissance trip to the south co-riding on a Stormhawk with Kovis, witnessing the hurried desolation deeply troubled Leon.

If before the Undead’s advance, that Duke Ablo of Kantadar hadn’t instigated a civil war, now even if one had to grit teeth and join forces with the other’s underlings who invaded Seryan with the East Expedition Army to counter the Undead Calamity, in order to resolve the primary conflict, Leon could have reluctantly accepted it.

Regrettably, for the sake of power, the living army prematurely engaged in internal strife in the face of the dead army.

Leon doesn’t know if after the defeat at Ustato, the rebellious faction in southern Kantadar can still withstand this endless Corpse Sea.

Letting go of his concerns for the south, he leaned back into his chair, contemplating how to proceed with the eastern advance once the two thousand reinforcements led by the Sealing Lord arrived and the Alliance finished their rest…

“My lord.” Guard Knight Zabron knocked on the door, reporting: “Madam Olivia has returned.”

Upon hearing this, Leon immediately got up and, along with Azeryan, walked out of the room to welcome her outside the residence.

In the courtyard, the knight girl in silver armor and a gray cloak dismounted her saddle, handed the reins to Treya to lead the horse to the stable, and walked briskly toward Leon with her armor clinking.

“Were any soldiers injured?” Leon asked.

Now, as the supreme commander, his change of position also led him to delegate some occasional enemy incidents within controlled areas to his subordinates for investigation and pacification.

Reality is not a game; the esteemed General isn’t needed everywhere to “unclog drains” or “save kidnapped wives.”

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