Chapter 50 Part 3) A Smart Enemy Part 3 (Patreon)

“Right flank! Don’t let them pass!” Oinktera was yelling out orders. 

“Yo-You are really…” Cinder whined as she set another thousand undead on fire.

“I am here to give out orders not only to you but the others as well. This is what being a general is all about. Dormar is doing the same on the other side with Sister Yi Ling. I know it sucks to be taking orders from me and not Her Holiness, but please bear with it.” Oinktera had to admit that Cinder was being slightly annoying with her complaining. 

“It’s not that…. Your voice is just too loud…” Cinder was not saying she was not willing to follow orders. It was just that Oinktera’s voice was scary.

“Oh…” Oinktera had forgotten one important fact about Cinder. She was scared easily when it came to those close to her. Even now, she still really only trusted Desaray. She was always afraid of rejection. “Sorry, but please understand I am not trying to scare you.”

“Okay…” Cinder nodded as she continued her job. She knew how important her role was in killing these undead. 

On the other side of the line Yi Ling was doing the same of Cinder. Both were going all out to destroy as many undead as possible. “Little Ling, Her Holiness, asked me to remind you that you might see many of your own people that you knew. She asked me to tell you to be prepared.”

“I understand. Thanks, Dormar.  I know. I am already ready for it.” Yi Ling had already mentally prepared herself for this fact. She did not like it but this was just a fact of life now. The dead could rise. 

Before they set off for battle, Dormar had been raised in rank to that of an apostle. Desaray had meant to do it a lot earlier, but because of everything that had been happening, she had to wait until now. He was now Dormar Harris and Desaray’s new older brother.

While the front line was battling on, Desaray was watching everything through a special device that the dwarves made. “These numbers are endless. Even with our higher levels, we are having a hard time keeping them at bay. We have only been fighting for an hour, and we have been pushed back almost half a mile.”

“Desa, why not have them retreat to this line here.” Ricky pointed out their first line of defense. “If we do that, we can then try to isolate them more so they are not so spread out.” 

“Hmmm… we could do that. Let’s wait a bit longer. I still feel like something is off…”

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“You are telling me the entire base is covered in a barrier that freezes everything on contact?” The Demon Queen of Darkness furrowed her brow.

“Yes, but their main army is already fighting with the undead I sent to directly attack them.” Death replied as she reported what she was seeing.

“I see… then let’s do this. Split the undead we sent to attack the base into two groups. Each group will flank the enemy on the sides, making it harder for them to break off. While they are strong, they are lower in numbers. If we are lucky, we can take a few of them out before the ice girl makes her move.” The Demon Queen of Darkness also had a makeshift map laid out in front of her, with rocks acting as the enemy and allies. She had learned everything from the books she had read. 

“And if she makes her move?” Death was curious what The Demon Queen of Darkness was going to do next.

“We will start to pull our forces back to save as many as possible. I already know fighting her head-on will not be easy with out you to help keep the others at bay. Right now, as power goes we are lacking slightly. Unless I went completely all out, we might win, but since we do not have a one hundred percent chance of winning, I would prefer to hold off a front attack for now. After all, they still have a light dragon. 

“We need to stay on our toes since our enemy is also not stupid. They have just as much capability as us. So for now, begin bombardment.” The Demon Queen of Darkness grinned. Her goal this time around was not to wipe out Desaray and her people since she now knew that was impossible, but to at least weaken the numbers. She never realized there would be so many high levels concentrated in one place.

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“What’s that sound?” Oinktera looked up at the sky. He could hear a faint whistling sound. 

“Not good! Those are bombs! Apostle Oinktera, you need to have our mages put a barrier overhead!” one of the humans behind Oinktera yelled. He was one of the soldiers from the base Desaray visited a while back.

“Got it!” Oinktera did not need to be told a second time. “Pass down my orders, all mages, concentrate your barriers skyward!” 

Because of Desaray splitting her people up into different ranks, they now had three classes: scouts, warriors, and mages.  This made giving out orders much easier, even if most could cast magic. 

*Boom!* *Boom!*  *Boom!* 

The bombs began to fall….