The warhorse charged wildly, the wind whipping his clothes, flapping like a great flag.
"Deputy, this time we will surely be victorious! In the honor of a knight!" General Julia's adrenaline soared to its peak, with blood and determination surging to his brain.
We will definitely win!
He turned his head, looking at the bodyguards charging with him.
However, there were no knights beside him.
General Julia was stunned.
He quickly turned his head to look behind; all his dozens of bodyguards were fleeing toward the Imperial Capital, his deputy, the most trusted person, was also desperately escaping to the capital, even hearing a distant voice...
"Hahaha, I'm running back to become the Grand General first, you'll just wait to be the scapegoat for the war's failure!"
General Julia was instantly petrified.
Watching his confidant take all the bodyguards to flee, and looking at the overwhelming undead army ahead.
The time now, just like then.
Everything was like that battle twenty years ago, and the boomerang Julia had thrown twenty years ago hit his own forehead twenty years later.
Beating himself bloody, tearing his flesh apart.
The warhorse continued, still rushing toward the direction of the Witch Demon King.
General Julia laughed, he was like a madman, his mouth grinning to the ears, he laughed wildly.
He didn't know if he was laughing at his short-sighted adjutant or at himself like a clown.
"I understand! Haha! I understand, Barak General, I finally understand you! Haha!"
At this moment, on the road of charging, that nightmare-like mental block was released, and General Julia of the Empire finally broke through that indescribable barrier.
He seemed to be surrounded by the radiance of the sun, he broke through from the quasi-legendary level to truly become legendary level!
The general who laughed crazily on horseback drew his sword, shouting the same roar as when he left the city on this battlefield where only he charged.
"Cavalry, charge!"
The sacred unicorn warhorse roared, speeding up again.
The cavalry lance instantly knocked the foremost death knight flying, the unicorn warhorse pierced into the undead army like a sharp sword, scattering the death knights blocking the front into fragments in an instant.
1500 meters!
1200 meters!
900 meters!
The holy unicorn lost its speed but still slaughtered in the undead army as if no one was there, gradually approaching the Witch Demon King's distance.
500 meters!
400 meters!
The unicorn let out a roar, its forelimbs were slashed by an undead axeman.
In the next moment, General Julia was thrown out along with it, crushing an undead skeleton.
The momentum of the charge came to an abrupt halt.
The unicorn was instantly submerged by the sea of undead skeletons.
Julia struggled to crush the skeleton lying on him, the surrounding undead army, like piranhas smelling blood, swarmed over densely, surrounding him layer upon layer.
Due to the high density, they attacked their allies or trampled sparking more undead fragments than Julia could kill by far.
"Get lost!"
General Julia drew out his spare dagger and instantly cleared the undead around him, biting his teeth hard, his gums cracking, and his teeth shattering.
Even without his warhorse, he still charged toward the Witch Demon King, the roars in his mouth continuing to echo.
"Cavalry, charge!"
"Boom!"
The corpse of an undead knight beneath him suddenly exploded, the blast shockwave and bone shards tore open his armor.
This explosion also shattered the surrounding skeletons, but the corpses of these dead skeletons immediately exploded in a chain reaction in the following spellcasting.
It's the undead magic's explosive corpse!
Those are the skeleton mages in the army's rear position, casting explosive corpses.
In the original battle, these skeleton mages should be killed first, otherwise, the piled-up undead will blow the city walls with the explosive corpses of these mages.
But now, he couldn't care less about these skeleton mages.
The dense explosions erupted beside him, bone shards penetrating his armor, embedding into his flesh...
Pain drove the continued surge of adrenaline.
The good thing was the explosions, while attacking him, cleared the surrounding undead, he even could quicker charge towards the Witch Demon King.
Closer, ever closer!
Julia charged forward, legs moving, sword held high.
The bodies exploded around him, he dodged nothing, his eyes fixed solely on that linchpin of the undead scourge, the Witch Demon King!
300 meters!
200 meters!
He was almost at the feet of that bone dragon, just a few more steps, and he'd leap onto the bone dragon, slaying the Witch Demon King!
General Julia's extinguished confidence flared up once more.
If he could just get there...
If he could reach that place!
"General Barak, grant me strength!"
His war cry spewed blood.
In this overwhelming undead army, he alone carved a path straight to the Witch Demon King through blood.
Victory was within sight!
Yet the Witch Demon King, who had been watching the play, moved.
The crowned, emaciated lich merely extended a hand, and Julia only saw a light.
"How... is it possible..."
His chest was pierced in an instant.
The gaping hole severed his spine, his heart, his lungs...
He lost all momentum in an instant, his chest wide open.
That light, just a bone spear, and only now did he hear the sonic boom of the supersonic bone spear as it pierced through.
Instant kill!
The Witch Demon King merely lifted a hand, instantly killing another legendary-level being!
Countless undead swarmed, bone hands grasping the Empire's Grand General's corpse, dragging him into the abyss.
The current Empire's Grand General, Julia, fell in battle.
Achieved outcome: almost none.
...
In the distance, standing atop a flagpole, Xue Dili and the old undead watched the ultimate demise of General Julia.
"What do you think?" Xue Dili asked the old undead.
They arrived as General Julia was preparing to charge, at that moment the old undead had the opportunity to directly kill Julia.
But no matter what, the old undead had no intention to act, instead waiting quietly for the situation to unfold.
"Sigh..." Watching the elite cavalry retreat, the old undead seemed to be either bitterly laughing or finally freed from the entangling hatred.
"If the kid had half as much courage twenty years ago as he did today, we wouldn't be like this..."
They saw Julia's fleeing deputy bringing the original Julia family's bodyguards to the city.
That hero-level deputy wore an extraordinarily excited expression, utterly engulfed in unparalleled excitement.
With the Grand General dead in the charge, Julia was the scapegoat for defeat, while he who preserved the living forces would become the new Grand General!
Just like twenty years ago, when General Barak died, the fleeing Julia became the Grand General.
The ancestral law couldn't be changed, naturally making him the Grand General, second only to one person and above millions!
But at that moment of excitement, a "Dragon Ascension" descended from the sky, directly splitting his body and armor vertically in half, along with his dream of becoming Grand General.
Xue Dili, hoisting the over two-meter-long skeleton greatsword, casually placed the blood-stained sword on his shoulder, speaking in a youthful tone: "Sorry, although it's not my place to say..."
But in the next moment, even being Xue Dili, his voice instantly transformed into a hoarse, eerie, and undead-like terrifying voice, without any mercy, it shouted: "Deserter, die!"