"What the hell dug these things up from underground?" Lavien frowned deeply. He had led the Knights through several charges, yet an endless stream of skeletons emerged from the pitch-black night one after another like ghosts.
"Evening Glow of Biyang! Rising East Dawn! Crimson Mist of the Sunset! Twilight Bonfire Green!" As Lance swung his longsword, he used just a few words, like a choir chanting scripture, to paint a grand panorama! Its profound artistic conception and vast ambition were unmatched in the history of Middle-earth's humans!
"Find a way to drive them back!" Even after "praising" those fellows, Lance still had time to direct the others.
"Fire! Light the fires!" Mogus growled. Since they had no holy clergy, fire was the best choice for driving away evil and darkness! No matter what demons or monsters they were, they would always fear light and flame. As for how effective it would be? At least it offered some peace of mind!
"Whoosh!" As Longswords blazing with Battle Qi Flame scattered fire-elemental Battle Qi Flame around them, the firelight drove back the surrounding darkness. Only then did everyone clearly see what they were facing!
"My Dragon God! Th-there are so many Undead... Was this once an ancient battlefield?" Lance's face turned terribly grim. Groups of pale skeletons were rapidly climbing over the breached section of the ruined city wall, while vast stretches of "snow-white" shapes shifted faintly in the darkness. The gap in the wall that had been hastily repaired during the day had been forced open again. The wooden-and-stone wall was utterly helpless before these skeletons with sharp claws and nimble bodies!
"Only the Dragon God knows! Knights, charge!" Lavien muttered before leading his Knights into a charge! The twenty-one Knights of the Crimson Lily were not many, not even enough