Time passed quickly. The city's defenders had not even finished preparing before the enemy arrived.
Once the undead army had drawn close to the city,
someone with sharp eyes spotted, beside the undead soldiers, a legion made up of humans.
He pointed at that human legion and cried, "What is that?!"
Quite a few people turned to look at the human legion, unable to understand what was happening. Hadn't they said the invaders were all undead who desecrated life?
Then, beneath everyone's astonished gazes, a small squad of cavalry emerged from that human force.
The cavalry rode straight toward the city.
They carried a banner in their hands as well.
Some of the more knowledgeable people in the city recognized the noble family represented by that banner.
"That is Viscount Berman's banner! How could it be in the invaders' hands?" someone cried in disbelief.
The cavalry squad, now close to the city, stopped beyond the range of long-distance attacks.
One of the riders lifted his visor, gathered his battle aura, and shouted at the city defenders, "I am Viscount Berman! Who is stationed in this city? Open the gates at once!"
Viscount Berman's appearance instantly stirred up a commotion atop the walls.
Viscount Berman's territory lay near this city, and many people within the city had seen him before.
"Didn't Viscount Berman march out with the army?" someone shouted.
The commotion on the walls soon caught the attention of the God of War's priests. The aged high priest walked to the edge of the wall.
The instant he looked upon Viscount Berman outside the city, he recognized him.
Viscount Berman, who possessed considerable battle aura, spotted the old high priest immediately as well. He shouted, "High Priest, it is Berman! For the sake of the people in the city, open