Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 546: Chapter 312: Really, the ‘Ghost’ is Shouting_3
 

The deputy’s eyes bulged in shock: Could it be?

Lainate coughed uncomfortably, “Although I occasionally act in absurd ways, this isn’t the case this time. You should ask everyone if they now have more fertile land after driving away those lowly people.”

“Long live the Grand Duke! We vow to serve the Grand Duke loyally!” The excited cavalrymen following along shouted.

If you want people to serve, you must first feed them well. This was a famous quote from Lainate’s grandfather, the previous Grand Duke Wusu. Even though Lainate was uninformed and acted absurdly, he had a cavalry that was loyal and obedient.

The deputy also shouted excitedly because he got even more.

“Conquer the Luosha, I’ll give you more land titles, more slaves. I heard the Luosha Clan has beautiful women, let’s divide all the women in her family among us,” Lainate shouted.

“Divide! Bestow! Long live the Grand Duke! Woo woo woo!!!!!” The morale of the cavalry was greatly boosted, they shrieked loudly.

Amidst the shrieks, a prolonged ‘ah’ could be heard.

The deputy officer looked at the spot where he had just kicked a body off the road. It seemed like the bushes there had moved a bit, but upon a closer look, nothing was found.

Lainate continued, “Closing down the borders doesn’t scare Luosha. Do you know the new-appointed Duke Robert of Luosha? He is a commoner who married into the Ducal Family. The nobles under him are not very obedient, so Robert contacted me, hoping that I can support him. He will open the doors for me then.”

The deputy officer’s eyes widened in shock. No wonder Lainate was so confident, the reason lied here.

Lainate was about to say something smugly but suddenly felt irritated, he couldn’t help but swear, “Who’s that howling over there? Shut up!”

Everyone did not notice that ‘ah’ sound initially, but as the screaming cheers of the cavalry slowed down, that ‘ah’ became clearer. A common sound of ‘ah’ wouldn’t irritate people unless shouted directly into their ears.

However, this ‘ah’ sounded very irritative, it felt like someone was scratching steel wire inside your soul.

Everyone looked towards the direction the sound was coming from. The deputy officer even stood up on his horseback to see farther, but what he saw made him gasp, “Du…Duke, it seems like a ‘ghost’ is howling, an… undead!”

Lainate also immediately stood up on his horse and looked into the distance. Over the half slope in the distance, two slightly transparent figures were wailing with their heads tilted back. Behind them, a figure was constantly casting magic.

And around them, humanoid shadows flooded in from all corners.

Ange’s Purify was directly casted into the corpse’s body, not emitting any light. This saved more effort since there were too many bodies around him.

Ange’s King’s Arrival, amplified by the two Wailing Banshees, expanded rapidly. The fallen bodies along the way were all summoned by him.

Lainate would never have guessed that the refugees he drove to their deaths would become vengeful spirits seeking his life.

Originally, he planned to rush over and kill them all. But Ange remembered Anthony’s plan: The traces of the undead and foreign forces must not be exposed. Otherwise, this rebellion against tyranny would turn into a foreign invasion or Undead Calamity.

So Ange gave each body a dose of healing, making them appear as lively as ever.

All over the mountains and plains, lively, fearless, and pain-immune humanoid shadows ran towards Lainate’s cavalry.

The Banshee’s wail suddenly changed, a voice that pierced straight into the heart and soul rose as if whispering into your ear.

I have stopped breathing—

But I have not died—

The soul flame replaces life—

I must escape before the emergence of the dawn—

…

The lively corpses, as if injected with adrenaline, rushed into the formation of Lainate’s cavalry. The deputy officer saw, to his horror, the body that they had kicked off the road earlier had gotten up and was rushing towards him.

As long as all the people are killed, nobody will know that they were killed by the undead.