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“What am I doing? Do you know what time it is? Who promised me they would wake up early today?” Fang Hao retorted.

“Ah!” Anjia suddenly remembered that she had been assigned a task for today.

As she dressed herself, she said, “You could have just woken me up, why did you hit me?”

“Well, I could have if you didn’t sleep like a log. You wouldn’t even know if the house collapsed.” Fang Hao replied through gritted teeth.

“Hehe, I was wrong. What are we having for breakfast?” Anjia stuck out her tongue, rubbing her bottom as she headed towards the door.

By the time the two of them got downstairs, Eira had already prepared breakfast.

Fortunately, there was enough time to finish their meal.

After breakfast…

Demitrija and Anjia, leading 100,000 and 20,000 soldiers respectively, headed towards their assigned camps.

Demitrija was responsible for the eastern front, assigned to handle a 30,000- man rebel army.

With his 100,000 soldiers and several bone dragons, they should easily overrun the rebels.

The only problem was that this camp was not dismantleable; otherwise, the human wave tactic would be even more effective.

As for the bandits that Anjia was responsible for…

Though the prompt did not indicate the number of enemies, considering the size of the camp, it was probably just a few hundred men.

With Anjia’s 20,000 soldiers, it should be more than enough.

Twenty minutes later, Fang Hao used his God’s Presence to follow Demitrija to the camp.

The close-range troops had surrounded the camp several times over, the long- range troops were perched on the wall, and the bone dragons were peeking into the camp, ready to unleash their death breath at any moment.

The camp was like a giant bowl, waiting for the appearance of the rebels inside.

As time ticked by…

[Random event triggered: Rebel Raid, Bandit Invasion, passing travelers reaching near your territory.]

With the announcement of the prompt, a large flash of light suddenly appeared on the empty ground within the camp.

The rebels, wearing chainmail armor and triangular iron helmets, began to appear within the camp.

On the platform, a general held up his knight’s sword and immediately shouted out, “Our scouts have news, there’s a territory to the south, as long as we seize… seize…”

His passionate speech was cut short as his facial expression suddenly changed.

The rebels present also went pale.

Unbeknownst to them, the camp walls were already filled with fully-armed undead, their hands holding bows and magic wands, as they watched them intently.

Above the walls, several bone dragons peered down, curiously watching.

What’s going on? Why was their camp surrounded by the undead?

They felt like rabbits trapped in a cage, being watched by a hunter.

The undead didn’t give the rebels much time to think or react.

With the shout of ‘Attack!’, all of the undead commenced their assault.

The bone dragons exhaled black energy beams, instantly turning the rebels they passed over into skeletons.

The archers and mages on the wall also began their attacks.

A rain of arrows and magic missiles poured down upon them.

Like a giant black net, the camp was enveloped.

“Quick, find cover, hurry, don’t just stand there!” The general immediately dove into a wooden hut, shouting orders.

He didn’t understand what was happening, but there was no time to think.

The first thing was to get his soldiers to cover, to avoid the concentrated attacks.

There were bodies scattered all around the camp; limbs flew under the bombardment of magic missiles.

Blood dyed the ground dark red, forming streams that flowed outwards.

The general gritted his teeth as he watched everything unfold. He couldn’t wait any longer. If he allowed the undead to clear out most of the rebels, there would be even less chance of breaking out.

He yelled to the remaining rebels hiding amongst the buildings, “Look for shields! Follow me out; this is our only chance, we can avenge our brothers later!”

“Okay!” The rebels responded.

Everyone began to look for shields, using anything that could be used as a shield.

Tables, chairs, or even the armor of their fallen comrades.

“Are you ready?”

“We’re ready.”

“Shield formation.”

The people from nearby rooms quickly gathered together, bringing their shields to create a barrier against the arrows coming from all directions.

The rebels, after all, had a better quality than bandits.

At the leader’s command, they could quickly form a formation.

The arrows rattle against the shields as they make their way to the camp gate.

More rebels join along the way, increasing the size of the turtle shell formation, trampling on the ground as they rush towards the camp gate.

“Hang on, we’re almost out,” the leader encouraged the troops.

All the rebels persevered and moved forward.

When everyone finally stepped out of the camp gate,

they stopped dead in their tracks, faces ashen!

Outside the territory, circles upon circles of undead armies surrounded them, densely packed and endless.

The next second, a black light swept through the shield formation, turning everyone into white bones.

Next, the melee soldiers entered, catching the rebels hidden in corners and houses and killing them.

The battle lasted just over an hour before ending.

The skeletons started to clean up the battlefield, collecting equipment, arrows, and wriggling spines.

Thump thump!

The door is gently knocked, followed by Eira’s calling voice ringing in the ears.

“Master, Master…”

Fang Hao dispelled his God’s Presence and sat up in bed.

“What’s wrong, Eira.”

“Master, the Blood Hunter captured a few people who claim to have only been passing through during the interrogation,” Eira said softly.

Eira’s words reminded Fang Hao of the third random event.

He had overlooked this. If they were just ordinary merchants or travelers, they would probably have been taken out by the undead as soon as they got close.

If the Blood Hunter had not found them, these people would probably have avoided the undead area and left directly.

“Oh? Take me to see.”

“Yes, Master.”

Eira led Fang Hao out of the lord’s mansion. In the middle of the courtyard, a few people were guarded by undead and knelt on the ground with their heads in their hands.

“Sir.” The Blood Hunter saluted.

“Yes, what happened?”

“While on patrol, I found these people acting suspiciously. It’s a time of high alert, so we brought them back.” The Blood Hunter glanced at the people kneeling on the ground.

“Sir, we were just passing through this place. We didn’t have enough food and were looking for a nearby city to get some,” a human man explained hastily.

Fang Hao turned to look at the man.

[Human Technician (Tier 3)].

Technician?

A male technician… hmm, does this world also have a physical therapy industry?

Not all of the technicians were human; there were also dwarves and elves.

But they were all male, especially the dwarf technician, whose short stature was emphasized by a beard that seemed bushier than his hair.

They all looked travel-worn, which did indeed support their claim of being travelers.

“Surrender all your weapons. You can rest in the city for a while. I will have someone prepare food foryou,” Fang Hao said.

“Thankyou.”

After sharing a glance, they laid their weapons aside.

“Sit down and chat. Food will be prepared for you shortly, and then you can leave. They are my guards and won’t harm you,” Fang Hao explained.

The technicians stood up and sat down gingerly on a bench nearby.

Fang Hao continued to ask, “What’s your name?”

“My name is Ram, and these are my companions,” the leading technician said.

“Oh, where are you headed, and how did you end up here?”

“We were on our way back to our city. We didn’t know there was a city here, and that’s how we ended up wandering in.”