Mount & Blade: The Real Game
Chapter 10

The Unpolluted Wheat Field

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Blue Star had entered a terrifying era, one eroded by the dead Spiritual Realm Rules!

And for Shen Mu—

Tonight would be even more dangerous!

"Resist Invasion..." Shen Mu quietly savored the words as he solemnly looked at the dialogue box on his retina.

This was a warning from the system.

It stated plainly that a group of Undead Monsters would definitely come attacking tonight!

"But what does the system mean by protecting the Wheat Field?" Shen Mu frowned.

He could not make sense of it.

Most of the Undead Monsters that appeared in the darkness were undead creatures such as zombies and skeletons.

Some monsters were also similar to demons or devils.

They were all things that needed living souls or fresh flesh and blood.

How could they possibly have any need for wheat, something normal living beings ate to fill their stomachs?!

Shen Mu shook his head and stopped dwelling on matters he could not understand.

Instead, he directed the Swadian Militia to quickly make some torches from the materials at hand.

They simply wrapped several layers of rags or tattered clothes around the ends of table legs or chair legs, then bound them tightly.

That made a makeshift torch.

This way, whether they held their ground in the apartment room or went out to patrol the hallway or Wheat Field—

They would have enough fire to light the darkness and disperse the gray fog.

"In the darkness and gray fog, those Undead Monsters gain extra combat strength. That's why having fire is so important right now."

Thinking of the memories left behind by his predecessor, Shen Mu sighed with feeling. "Staying alive is hard enough."

But there was nothing he could do about it.

After all, he had come to this world too.

Soon—

Time passed, and the darkness deepened.

Threads of Gray Fog Permeates drifted through the darkness outside the window, mixed with faint sounds of ghostly wails and howls.

Shen Mu stood beside the window and looked outside, but there was nothing before him except darkness.

It still left him somewhat anxious.

Behind him, all fifteen Swadian Militia gripped their spears and sat waiting in the corner.

Yet five Swadian Militia sat on either side of the Security Door, watching the movement outside with even greater focus, not daring to relax in the slightest.

Shen Mu's initial judgment was that Undead Monsters would emerge from the darkness in the hallway.

After all, most of the Undead Monsters he had encountered before had also entered by Breaching the Gate.

But for some reason, Shen Mu kept feeling that something was off.

Yet he could not say what exactly was wrong.

"What is going on?" Shen Mu stood by the window, his expression growing increasingly grave.

Especially with that faint sulfurous stench entering his nostrils, making his mood even more negative.

He raised his head and glanced at the Security Door.

Then he looked at the passage leading to the neighboring Wheat Field, which had been opened up and blocked by a pile of Wooden Boards.

Shen Mu did not notice anything unusual.

If Undead Monsters came to attack—

Then their best route would be to first break through the Security Door of the apartment room where he was.

Only then could they enter the Wheat Field.

They couldn't be coming from the windows... Shen Mu thought, but his expression froze instinctively.

Then his face changed drastically. "The windows!"

His shout immediately drew the attention of the fifteen Swadian Militia in the room.

Every one of them rose from their crouched resting positions, using their spears to push themselves to their feet.

Their faces were solemn.

Their eyes gleamed with eagerness.

They looked exceptionally excited.

"Move the clutter! Grab the torches! Go to the Wheat Field room!" Shen Mu immediately gave the order.

"Understood!"

The Swadian Militia immediately moved aside the clutter, grabbed the makeshift torches, lit them from the brazier, then lifted the Cloth Curtain and rushed through.

After the Swadian Militia filed out, Shen Mu quickly followed with his longsword in hand.

But the moment he lifted the Cloth Curtain and entered the Wheat Field formed by twenty connected apartment rooms that had been expanded by the Mount & Blade System—

Shen Mu froze on the spot.

"Why... is there no darkness or gray fog here?!" Shen Mu was truly stunned.

No, it was not that there was no darkness.

Rather—

There was none of the absolute darkness that came after the Necromantic Rules descended, without even the faintest trace of light, so dark one could not see a hand before one's face!

What existed here—

Was only a normal, gentle darkness veiled by night, as though it were bathed in the night sky and illuminated by the stars.

It did not bring the complete oppression caused by the pure darkness of the Necromantic Rules.

Here—

It truly felt like a peaceful night, drifting beneath a tranquil canopy of darkness.

There was no darkness, no oppression.

And no pervasive gray fog!

"The gray fog is still there—outside the windows!" Shen Mu raised the torch in his hand.

The burning torch illuminated the ridges of the field and the cut wheat stubble within a range of six or seven meters.

It also lit up the deep darkness and dense gray fog outside the apartment windows not far away.

As well as the wisps of fog that swirled there, trying to seep inside but failing to do so!

Shen Mu's breathing quickened slightly.

If he remembered the memories in his mind correctly—

That darkness and gray fog were actually manifestations of the Necromantic Rules!

And now, this one mu of land expanded from the Mount & Blade World—his Wheat Field—was naturally repelling the darkness and gray fog outside.

Didn't that mean...

The land rewarded by his Mount & Blade World had not been eroded by the Necromantic Rules?!

"Caw! Caw! Caw!"

But just as Shen Mu came to that realization, the sound of flapping wings arose outside the windows, along with shrill cries that sounded like something was screeching.

At the same time, standing in the Wheat Field, Shen Mu could clearly smell the thick sulfurous stench in the air!

"Stay alert! Prepare for battle!"

Shen Mu instantly realized that his previous guess had indeed been correct!

"Prepare for battle!" The Swadian Militia directly tossed their torches into the Wheat Field, where there was nothing flammable left. They shouted to one another and swiftly formed two rows side by side.

They formed a Spear Phalanx with seven men in front and eight behind, standing ready for battle.

Although a Spear Phalanx of fifteen men looked somewhat sparse—

It was enough!

It was already enough to block the width of this Wheat Field, which was less than ten meters wide and based on the width of the apartment rooms!

And after setting up the Spear Phalanx—

The Swadian Militia skillfully drew their Hunting Crossbows from their lower backs and quickly seated the bolts in their firing grooves.

The iron bolt heads aimed outward.

Especially toward the windows.

They were fully prepared.

Within this Wheat Field, they felt as relaxed as they had when they lived in the Kingdom of Swadia.

The scent of ripe wheat lingered in their nostrils.

It also reminded them of the bandits, robbers, and wicked Outlaw Bandits who always appeared whenever the harvest came in.

Whenever they encountered them, they would urgently gather together and use this very formation to drive those bad men away!

"For the Kingdom of Swadia!"

One of the Swadian Militia began to call out softly.

It was the slogan from their training.

And now, it perfectly stirred the fighting spirit and morale of the Swadian Militia!

"For the Kingdom of Swadia!"

They shouted in unison.

Crash!

At that moment, the windows of more than twenty apartments were violently smashed apart with a crashing sound.

And within the darkness outside, dark figures wrapped in strands of gray fog—

With hideous faces.

Cruel killing intent.

Entered the Wheat Field as well.

Their bat wings fluttered as they twisted their dark-red bodies and snake-like tails.

They raised Iron Short Spears or Iron Forks in their hands.

They grinned savagely.

Filled with a thirst for blood.

In an instant, they locked onto Shen Mu and his Swadian Militia, who stood at the edge of the Wheat Field in their already-formed battle formation!

The battle was about to erupt!

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