After arriving on the flat ground, Shen Mu finally experienced the power of Heavy Cavalry.
They were Swadian Heavy Cavalry, fully armored from rider to horse, their equipment rivaling the top-tier cavalry of the other five factions in Mount & Blade: Warband.
Over a mere hundred meters, whether they encountered skeletons, zombies, or even ghouls—
They simply crushed everything in their path.
Even while covering these newly arrived peasants, bandits, and Mercenary Crossbowmen, they were remarkably professional.
They only had to charge back and forth along both sides of the formation two or three times, killing any Undead Monsters that dared approach with lances or Hand-and-a-Half Swords!
Soon, the hundred newly immigrated peasants and thirty bandits had all been moved inside the walls.
At the city gate—
Ten Swadian Heavy Cavalry galloped past Shen Mu and Bunduk at the entrance, returning as well to the village area untouched by Gray Fog.
"Thank you for welcoming me, Lord Shen Mu." Bunduk bowed respectfully.
Shen Mu merely chuckled. "It was nothing."
It truly was a trivial matter.
Yet now that Bunduk had escaped the darkness and Gray Fog, he looked at the gray mist slowly flowing only a few steps away within that all-consuming darkness, as if countless tentacles were intertwined and layered together. His eyes filled with alarm.
"So this is the other world Lord Shen Mu has worked so hard to defend?" Bunduk muttered.
Clack, clack.
Before Bunduk could recover his senses, strange sounds emerged from the Gray Fog outside.
And as Bunduk instinctively looked up—
A skeleton staggered over. It wore rotten armor and a similarly decayed helmet, while ghostly blue Soul Fire flickered within the eye sockets of its pale gray skull. There was not a shred of flesh on its body; it was nothing but a rack