Ah, Andorhal (18)

Most of the combined knightly force Marlene had brought back returned to their respective commanders, while a portion remained behind to continue holding the eastern camp.

With the support of this powerful force, the human army advanced much faster than before, pushing the front line forward several hundred feet in just two days.

The knights of the Scarlet Crusade and the Silver Dawn had fought the Undead's main forces in the Eastern Plaguelands for years. For these experienced warriors, dealing with the low-level Undead stationed in Andorhal was naturally far easier.

After days of battle, the Scourge's reinforcements clearly could not keep pace with the losses of the fierce fighting. They could no longer use waves of Ghouls to halt the human army's advance.

Having lost their greatest advantage in numbers, the Scourge's low-level soldiers had no chance at all against human knights armed to the teeth.

Several knights formed the core of each unit, working alongside a set number of soldiers and priests, with mages under dedicated protection providing support. Meanwhile, the Scourge force in Andorhal still consisted of the most ordinary cannon fodder. Enemies that knew no retreat could only leave their corpses amid the town's ruins.

Faced with such favorable circumstances, some young knights proposed committing the entire army and wiping out all the Undead. Roderick bluntly rejected the suggestion and reiterated their objective: preserve their strength while eliminating as many Undead as possible. The process of retaking Andorhal had to proceed more cautiously.

The Lich leader lurking in the shadows had yet to reveal himself, while the strange Bone Golems that had appeared at the eastern camp had also inflicted heavy losses on Hearthglen's forces.

Surrender was not an option in the Undead's dictionary. They were merely tools for carrying out the Lich King's will. The