maid war

Chapter 45 The Raid of the Undead

When Green and Shaqia walked downstairs, they found that the hall on the first floor was already full of villagers, and the villagers seemed to be discussing something heatedly.

Seeing Green's appearance, the villagers stopped discussing and became quiet.

"Guest, you are awake." The old village head sitting in front of the fireplace raised his head, greeted Green, and then turned his head to introduce the villagers, "This is the traveler who brought news of the dead."

The villagers all stared at Green, and then involuntarily focused their eyes on Saskia who was following Green.

Although Shaqiya was wrapped in a cloak, she could still vaguely see that the clothes under the cloak were very little.

Burning Wood Village believes in the God of Light, Pelor, who is relatively conservative, and many pious villagers frown slightly due to their overly revealing attire.It's like wearing shorts + navel-baring outfits and walking on the streets of the *** country, and the favorability of NPCs has dropped significantly.

"Thank you again for the news." The well-informed village chief didn't show any emotion on his face, "We still have some things to discuss, please go to the backyard to find my wife. Breakfast and dry food have already been served You are ready." Mysterious Translation: Quickly take that shameless maid of yours away!Don't pollute the pure children of our village!
Green didn't hear the village chief's hidden meaning, but he also knew that it was not suitable for him to stay here for a long time, so he nodded, and prepared to take Saqiya to the back for dinner.

But at this moment, a man as strong as a bear suddenly stood up.

"Boy, are you sure that all the residents of Silverleaf Town have become undead?" The man glared at Green with powerful eyes, as if he wanted to make Green surrender with his eyes.

It's a pity that Green didn't like his eyes at all: "Who knows. You can go to the north to investigate the situation yourself." Green turned his head and identified the situation of the man in front of him by the way.

"The Lame Veteran (Silver)"

Lame?Green couldn't help but glanced at the man's legs.The veteran in front of him is the only silver-ranked soldier in the living room. Unfortunately, he was hit by an arrow in the knee, and his actual combat effectiveness is questionable.

The veteran stared at Green for a while, then nodded slightly: "Thank you for the news, it is very helpful to us."

Green nodded gently: "I will take my leave first."

After speaking, Green ignored the villagers and took Saskia to the dining room behind the living room.

After Green left the living room, the voice of the old village head came faintly behind him.

"In any case, this kind of thing is better to be believed than to be believed. But everyone should not be too nervous. Even if there is a natural disaster of the undead, the Grand Duke and the Church will not allow them to wreak havoc in the Principality. The reinforcements will soon They will arrive, and they won't last long. But we should still make some preparations..."

As soon as Green walked into the dining room behind the living room, he met the village chief's wife.

"Young master, you are up." The village chief's wife looked a little cautious, "Breakfast and dry food have been prepared for you, I don't know if it suits your appetite."

"Breakfast made by a beautiful lady like you, I think it must be very delicious." Green smiled and said politely.

"Ah, you really can talk." The wife of the village chief smiled all over her face.

"By the way, ma'am, is there hot water? I want to wash up first."

Village chief’s wife: “Well, come with me.”

Perhaps because he gave the village chief a gold coin yesterday, the breakfast was quite rich, including porridge, fruit and some bacon. Green was very satisfied with the meal.Although the taste is not delicious, Green is very satisfied to be able to eat such a level of food while boarding.

When Green and Sakiya were halfway through eating, Mitchell finally came to the table.

After praying before meals, Mitchell also started to eat breakfast.

After breakfast, the village chief's wife handed a package to Green: "Master, this is dry food for you."

"Thank you very much~" Green took the dry food, "Do you have a carriage in your village? I want to hire a carriage to take us to Kapoor Port."

The wife of the village chief moved slightly in her heart: "My son will be transporting goods to Kapur Port later, you can go with my son and the others, what do you think?"

Green hesitated for a few seconds: "Well... then I will trouble you."

"No trouble." The village chief's wife glanced at Mitchell, "I can rest assured that I can go with you."

At this moment, there was a burst of bells ringing "Dang! Dang! Dang!" outside the house.

Green was slightly taken aback: "Who is this voice?"

The expression of the village chief's wife changed: "No! This is the bell for an enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack?" Green couldn't help but have some bad associations, "I'll go and see!"

Green took Saskia, got up, and walked back.

"Wait!" Mitchell hurriedly stuffed the last bit of food into his mouth, and ran after Green.

Green ran up to the room on the second floor and looked into the distance through the window of the guest room.

Green could see the watchtower at the entrance of the village and the militiamen ringing the bell on the watchtower.Looking into the distance along the horizon, you can vaguely see something that seems to appear on the horizon.

"Shakia, can you see what those are?" Green asked Shakia.

"It's the undead." Saskia's perception is much higher than Green's, and she can see farther and more clearly than Green.

"Aren't the undead attacking Jorn Town? They came here so quickly?" Green frowned uncontrollably, "Can you roughly see the number of enemies?"

"A lot, probably about a thousand people."

"What types of troops are there?"

"Well... basically some zombies."

"Are there ghouls?"

"Ghoul? What is that?" Shakia's understanding of the undead is limited to skeletons, zombies, ghosts, etc., but she is not very clear about those more detailed categories.

"A ghoul is a variant of a zombie. It has muscles, crawls with four limbs, and is very fast." Mobility is sometimes more important than pure combat power, so when conditions permit, necromancers usually convert zombies into Skeletons or Ghouls.

"Crawling on all fours..." Shakia observed carefully for a while, "I didn't see anything."

"That's it... there are not even ghouls. It seems that there should be no high-level undead such as lichs or death knights in the team. However, it cannot be ruled out that the enemy deliberately released smoke bombs to hide their true strength..." Green touched it jaw.

Nearly a thousand undead, the number is indeed quite a lot, almost equivalent to the total population of two or three villages, but there is still a big gap compared to the real army of undead.It seems that the undead army in front of us is not the main force, but a "wildering" squad that sweeps the surrounding villages.Although it is not the main force, it is enough to destroy the small village in front of us.

According to what Green saw in the village, there were almost 300 people in the village in front of him, including about 100 adults, many of whom were old, weak, sick and disabled, and were adult men who could truly be regarded as combatants. I'm afraid there are only about 50 people, and except for a lame veteran, most of the others are ordinary people, not even a few of the Black Iron level. 50VS1000, this quantity gap is too big!
What's worse, if the undead can destroy this small village, then their number will not decrease, but will increase by hundreds of troops. Humans only have 50 combat strength, but the undead army is not picky eaters. Any remnants can become combat power, even large animals and corpses in graves can become combat power.Fortunately, the Kingdom of Palomia did not have the habit of burials due to conflicts with the Republic of the Undead all year round. If it was replaced by countries and regions in the south that like to bury the dead, the increase in the number of undead troops would be even more terrifying!
Undead Scourge!Not in vain.

　Thanks to the book friend: I'm sorry I fell asleep for the reward
　　
　
(End of this chapter)