Commander Pemm simply held a brief meeting, and there were more than a hundred people gathered in total.

Most of them are rescuers from elven colonies.

In terms of strength alone, Pemde is indeed the best choice for the most powerful person to say this sentence at the moment.

"As long as Pem's command says a word, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, the soldiers of our elven colony will be extremely respected!"

An elven old man in a green felt hat said.

He is the only five-star elf among this volunteer, it has a very strong healing ability, and can even do group healing, and the remaining ten are also medics, but most of them can only help one or three people at the same time.

In addition to these Medics, there are also some Attack Elves who are responsible for the magic output of the backline.

The most high-ranking of them is the four-star elf.

Most of these elves will only use some fireball spells, or the first level skills of the ice spell.

Although they are all low-level skills, they are always tried and tested against the undead soldier fireball technique and the ice sealing technique.

The highest-tier four-star elves can even unleash advanced fireballs, which can inflict large casualties on enemies.

As a backline, they are truly a trustworthy and only partner.

Things were organized very quickly, and the situation of the war did not allow them to drag their feet in the past.

Soon, this army of a thousand people was organized.

The hundred-man knight legion led by Pem, on the right is the Svadia sergeant, they are the elite of the elite, and the elves are placed in the last line of defense, and the medical elves are interspersed between the knight legions and the Svadia sergeants.

Simple cooperation, trained their tacit understanding, and soon, this improvised army gained close tacit understanding, they were fast and fast, and they could quickly open the opponent's rear.

The number of undead soldiers does not decrease, but increases, because after zero o'clock, it is the time when the undead soldiers are highly mobile.

Everyone looked at Commander Pemm with hopeful eyes, and by this time, Commander Pem was already glorious.

At his command, all the opposing forces moved, and they spread out in accordance with the prescribed formation, which was also to minimize all casualties.

They succeeded, and although a small number of undead soldiers already had the consciousness to escape, those were only a few, very small number, and more were like dead creatures who did not know whether they were alive or dead.

They are frantically biting, thinking that they can settle everything by biting, and they treat everyone as a mustard, but they don't know that they are actually the real mustard.

They are tenacious, but at the same time vulnerable, they don't breathe, they don't need air, so this space can't accommodate them.

One by one, the undead soldiers fall into the ingenious traps set by Pem, and no undead soldier can avoid them.

Even if there are some undead soldiers who have the consciousness of escape and want to retreat to the rear, they are restricted by the elves' use of fireball or ice sealing.

They can only be slaughtered by the knights.

It may be a little cruel, but this is war, and war does not have mercy on anyone.

Maybe for the undead soldiers, these cavalry are the real bad guys.

They are produced, they are cannibalistic, they are aggressive, this is their nature, they maintain their nature, but they are brutally killed, this is something they cannot recognize.

The night was quietly passing, and no one would talk about the war here, because of the invasion of the undead soldiers, this place had long been deserted.

The sun rises in the east like a savior.

The sun is no longer the savior of the Virginian knights, they are the savior of the undead soldiers!

The undead soldiers retreated when they saw the sun, and they saved their lives.

Pem's outstanding leadership made the five-star elf old man excited.

"Commander Pem, you're too good a knight!"

"Thank you for the compliment." Pem was not proud, for compared to the great Kant chieftain, he was as good as a child screaming and fighting with an adult.

"I believe that under your leadership, our elven colony will usher in the first victory, which will be an incomparably glorious war, and it will be an extremely great honor for you and for your entire Dehrim!"

The elven horses are very beautiful, and all the elves are very good at complimenting others, and they are not stingy with the words of praise in their mouths, or how to praise others in their school.

Soon, Pem's army advanced to the elven colony, which was filled with smoke and fire.

Is this still the once beautiful paradise of elves?

Pem's eyebrows furrowed slightly, the undead soldiers were the public enemy of all.

Look, the once beautiful city-state is now in ruins, and under this ruin, countless weeping souls can still be heard, and they are not willing to die like this.

Pam met with the Elven King and explained to him the main events of the day's fight against the undead soldiers.

Pem didn't put too much emphasis on how great he was, he tried to show as much as he could about how brave his soldiers were, and if he hadn't had such soldiers, he might have died in the war.

The five-star elf old man obviously liked the leader of Pemm very much, and he praised the leader of Pem, and he praised Pem's strong leadership ability to His Excellency the Elven King, and he even said that the leader of Pem had better leadership skills than the leader of Bandak.

Pemm doesn't have any pride, because he knows very well at all times that a proud soldier will only usher in countless defeats, so he never pride, and pride is what a loser should do.

As night fell, Pem finally saw the horrors of the undead soldiers, their teeth and claws, their bloodthirsty formation.

But they are not without anything to be desired.

Because they still have a point, that they are well organized, that they work closely together, and perhaps Pem's own wonder why he would praise such a ferocious enemy, and not praise his soldiers?

But this is the case, such a regular undead soldier, if his knight corps can also be in line like this, then he can really crisscross this huge world, because there is no need to worry about who will escape.

They are all people who are not afraid of death, so they are more united.

His Excellency the Elven King has sent thousands of elves to participate in this war.

If it can't be held tonight, then within two days, the elven colony will be invaded by this group of inhumane undead soldiers.