Alavos flew high again, and quickly flew northeastward in the alert and panic-eyed look of the soldier in the Storm Cloak.

"Tell Ulfric that he will have the right judgment, and even if he doesn't, he will soon make the right choice!"

Ledia quickly turned her attention back to the battle situation in front of her, but not every soldier understood what she did.

"Why, they invaded our home, right?" The soldier who sent the message said in confusion. Not far away, the ruins of his farm were still floating in the sky.

"We have a common enemy, and the future will be terrible!" Ledia explained, you will see it soon.

"All right."

The messenger sent the letter to the edge of the Storm Cloak Army, which was quickly intercepted and then delivered all the way to Velsk.

Velsk stood up from Ulfric's hospital bed. He did not show any anger, but just walked out of the camp and walked to the messenger.

"What's this."

When he opened the letter, Velsk's face suddenly changed. The guardians actually wanted to negotiate and told him that there was a more terrifying force that was sweeping across the entire Sky Province!

This is completely different from what he expected, after gaining the upper hand, and did the guardians really have no selfishness, so they don’t care about power, land and power?

And, Velsk felt ridiculous.

"The terrifying power, in the entire Skyrim Province, the dragon descendants who once lived were the most terrifying ones. He defeated almost all his enemies and slaughtered the most powerful dragon here; of course, even after his death, Velsk faced many enemies, Empire and Free Army, and he never felt terror."

But the unusual performance of the Dragonborn Guardians still made him alert.

The powerful forces created by the Dragonborn did not show any ambition or greed. They loyally protected Xueman, the Tomb of the Dragonborn and those secrets.

"Do your master have anything to explain?" asked Vilsk.

"She asked you to be careful of the threat from the northwest. The disaster of Nord's undead has arrived. Survival or death is all in a moment!"

"Hmph!" Velsk snorted, thinking: "It's ridiculous that the Nord undead will only appear in the tomb of his ancestors. How could he leave the tomb and even attack the army!

Is it because I want to draw my attention away and then try to raid?"

Then he denied this idea, "No, although these two castles are easy to defend and difficult to attack, the gathering and movement of troops is obvious. As long as there is a sudden movement, I will find it."

"Just..." Thinking of Alavos, who had just flew through the air, it seemed to be heading towards Wind Helmet City (Wind Helmet and Winter Castle are in the same direction), "Is it the Guardian who is dragging time and letting the dragon attack Wind Helmet City?"

"And, what about the Free Army, they..." Velsk hesitated for a moment.

The messenger was angry and disdainful, and Ledia was so generous, but the guys in the Storm Cloak didn't trust her at all.

But thinking of his mission and the horror scene that Ledia described to him, the messenger said with anger: "Believe and not believe are in your mind, but my suggestion is to send your Knight sentry so that you won't be able to react at that time!"

"Okay, I'll just listen to you, but you'd better not play tricks!"

......

In just a quarter of an hour, the Knights brought the bad news to Vilsk.

"Lord...Lord, in the north...all are revived undead! They have passed Jingyue Camp and are rushing towards this side!"

"this!"

Velsk took a deep breath. He still didn't believe it at this time, but he didn't know that the Hunting Feng Xunqin under him was not unaware of it. It would make the elites so distraught and panic, and I'm afraid the scene depicted in the letter would happen!

After looking at the messenger, Velsk did not hesitate for too long. "Let the heavy infantry withdraw from the siege and line up to the west of the camp, and the other troops moved in turn."

He still did not fully trust the Guardian, but he also made the most correct decision at this time!

The soldiers in the Storm Cloak didn't know what was going on, and commanders at all levels were puzzled by such orders, but their respective lords also received news about Nord's undead through the Wind Hunting Crane.

When the heavy infantry cluster slowly regrouped in the northwest direction, they finally saw a terrifying scene.

At this time, the clouds completely obscured the morning sunshine, and the black clouds almost stuck to the belly of the mountain, connecting them with the snow in the mountains.

In the snow sea, there are countless undead bodies with blue eyes and solid steps. They flipped over from the other side of the mountain. The weapons in their hands were simple, with rust and cracks; but anyone knew that these Nord undeads had the fighting consciousness and skills they had during their lifetime, but they were not easy to deal with at all!

"Array!Array!"

After a brief panic, the soldiers of the Storm Cloak did not disintegrate; unlike Lordaeron, who encountered the natural disaster of the undead in another world, the warriors of the Skyrim Province have more or less fought with the Nord Undead.

You should know that at least 50% of the wealth, knowledge and treasures in Skyrim Province are buried in their respective tombs, and if you want to obtain them, you must face corpses.

Velsk's face was serious. He just counted the number of undeads, and the only way to reach was there was no less than the soldiers under his command.

"Have you replied to the messenger of the east and west troops? In addition, send a messenger to ask the help of the dragon guardians!"

"What, please!" The adjutant couldn't understand, but looked at the corpse ghosts all over the mountains and gritted his teeth, "Okay, I'll go!"

Before the adjutant set out, the gate of Xueman Castle was opened, and the squadron of cavalry that poured out from it was not the others, but the most elite son of the dragon descended in the hands of the guardian.

On the other hand, near the Gray Swamp Fortress, the messenger seemed to be one step late. The west legion from Lonely City had already started fighting with the Nord undead.

The battlefield was in chaos. The army was on the way to siege the city. The defenders of the camp noticed the appearance of the ghouls. They quickly retreated, but it was not easy to re-arrange the formation.

The ghouls quickly broke through the few defenders in the camp and then broke into the unprepared queue.

"Stay calm! Don't retreat!"

The soldiers had already consumed a lot of physical strength during the siege. Faced with the untired spirits, they only persisted until the messenger arrived, and a crack was torn open in the middle line.

The corpse ghouls poured in and immediately divided the entire battlefield into two, making the already panicked soldiers even more chaotic.

These corpse ghosts are of varying quality. There are both punishers and corpse ghosts like the corpse ghost kings who are not inferior to top heavy soldiers, but there are also ordinary corpse ghosts that can be solved by just one slash.

The waves they formed seemed terrible, but after they entered the soldiers' defense line, there were only a few top corpse ghosts left. In addition, they did not cooperate and were quickly cleaned up.

However, the tide of corpses was still slapping at the soldiers' defense line formed by swords and shields. The legion retreated again and again, leaving behind bones and small bloodstains on the ground.

Faced with such an enemy, the soldiers did not flee because of fear. At this time, they had become mourning soldiers. The corpse ghosts did not know the strategy and surrounded the western legion from three sides and attacked wildly with the power of the tide.

On the back is a gray swamp fortress, which is really impossible to retreat. The commander is also very smart and slowly gathers all the troops on the three walls here.

"They need our help! Without these soldiers, we will face the threat of ghouls!" The commander of the Guardian also ordered.

Although these soldiers had repelled another attack from the Storm Cloak soldiers and splashed the deadly bows, arrows, stones and gold and water on their heads, at this moment, standing on the city wall and facing the tide of ghouls, their choices were very consistent.

The rain of arrow shot out from behind the soldiers of the storm cloak, and passed an arc before them. Ordinary ghouls without high-quality armor and shields could not survive such an arrow of arrow attack.

A large number of ghouls fell down, which greatly reduced the pressure on the soldiers and boosted their morale.
Chapter completed!