On this point, the young soldiers were more willing to join Bunduk's camp than Pam's camp.
"Don't slack off on your training just because of my arrival!"
Bunduk placed his hands behind his back and shouted at them loudly.
Those young lads had good voices. They were all excited when they heard Bunduk's order.
They shouted loud and clear slogans as if they were not fighting virtual puppets, but real enemies.
Bunduk continued shouting, "Treat the puppets in front of you as the undead soldiers that you are about to face. Don't be afraid of them, they are just a bunch of loose sand under your command! They can't even withstand a single blow!"
Bunduk's slogan was loud and clear and seemed to have some special attributes, but his goal was achieved. Such slogans were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and everyone felt that the undead soldiers were just a bunch of loose sand, when they had never even met a real undead soldier. They had only heard the old seniors bragging in the camp.
Of course, they felt that everything that Commander Bunduk said was true. Those undead soldiers were weak and could not withstand a single blow.
Bunduk's face darkened as he continued, "However, I must tell you that although they are weak, as long as you underestimate them, they will become ten times, a hundred times, or even a thousand times stronger than you. At that time, you will be unable to withstand a single blow!"
Bunduk warned them not to underestimate the enemy. Underestimating the enemy was the biggest mistake.
The knights of Pam had also made such a mistake. They were too proud. Although they looked modest, their inner tails were higher than anyone else's.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})"Their weakness is only temporary. You must remain vigilant at all times and must not be afraid. The moment you start to fear, they will become ten thousand times stronger. When that time comes, you won't even be able to see the light of victory!"
Bunduk was warning them that fear was their second greatest enemy. "Even if you are in the most dangerous situation, you must not be afraid. You must believe that we can defeat those weak dregs!"
The power of these words was obviously very shocking. The enthusiasm of all the young infantrymen was highly aroused. They were no longer afraid or worried because their Commander Bunduk had already told them that the opponent was very weak! That's right, the opponent was very weak! But they could not underestimate the enemy, and they could not be afraid either. They had to believe in themselves, just like how Commander Bunduk believed in them!
Soon, it was time to send out the troops.
At the city gate, Commander Kant personally sent away the 2,000 infantrymen that Bunduk led. They were made up of 1,500 Swadian Sergeants and 500 Rhodok sergeants.
This group of young-looking soldiers had a resolute smile on their faces. In this city, there were people they wanted to protect, so they set off with honor.
Their smiles let Kant see the dawn of victory.
Kant personally offered a cup of wine, and he handed it to Bunduk.
Bunduk took the wine cup in his hand without fear and drank it in one gulp. This time, Kant sincerely wanted to give Commander Bunduk a toast, because the soldiers he brought out looked so tenacious. If they could return safely on this trip, they would surely be the strongest backer of Drondheim.
Drondheim's sharpest troops were no longer just the Virgil knights.
Because the outstanding infantry corps led by Bunduk could also be the strongest backer of Drondheim.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})Commander Bunduk led these infantry troops and set off.
The elven colony was relatively far away. They did not use horses, and even Bunduk refused to use horses. He and the soldiers used their feet to walk together.
After two days and a night, they finally arrived at the elven colony.
However, at this moment, Bunduk felt a sense of desolation in his heart. The elven colony was already in dire straits.
The bony elves could be seen everywhere. Their eyes were sunken, and their clothes were dirty and messy. Where were their houses?
All the houses had been destroyed by the undead soldiers. Some of the houses were still sparking on the beams. These terrible conditions were indicative of the evil deeds of the undead soldiers.
Bunduk did not immediately reveal their identities. He led 2,000 infantrymen and walked on the ruined land.
The elves were very resistant to contact with foreign species, but it seemed that they no longer had the strength to drive Bunduk and the others away.
The young infantrymen could not stand it anymore. He was about to give some water and food to the old elf beside him but was quickly stopped by Bunduk's stern gaze.
This was a matter of their country, and they did not have any power to interfere. At least, Lord Kant did not give Bunduk such power.
A five-star old elf had already seen Bunduk and the others outside the palace.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})He immediately ran forward and said, "Welcome, Commander Bunduk. His Excellency the Elf King has been waiting for a long time. If you had come a little later, perhaps the lives of the elves would have been ruined."
Bunduk did not bother about him. Instead, he directly led the two infantry captains behind him and walked past the old elf.
The remaining infantry stood in place and waited for orders.
The old elf clearly did not mind Bunduk's rudeness. This was the arrogance that a commander should have. He even had a little respect for such arrogance. Thus, he followed behind Bunduk with his head turned up, not daring to say a word.
Bunduk joined the Elf King in the royal palace.
The Elf King didn't dare to neglect this commander, just like he didn't dare to neglect Kant.
He prepared the best medicinal wine and wanted to treat Bunduk on the tiring journey, and Bunduk was much more polite.
He said to the Elf King, "If you have this medicinal wine, it might be more useful for the injured outside than for me. Although the journey was extremely tiring, fortunately, we didn't encounter any remaining undead soldiers, and the soldiers came to the elven colony in one piece."
There was a hint of anger in Bunduk's tone, but anyone would think that this was the temperament of a general. Therefore, the Elf King only smiled and said, "Commander Bunduk should also understand that there are too many wounded in the elven colony. Even if we send all the medical elves, they would not be able to save those wounded elves. The best way is for Commander Bunduk to lead us to defeat the undead soldiers. Isn't this the easiest way?"
Bunduk smiled and agreed with him. In such a chaotic era, being a king was a very difficult thing to do.
He suddenly understood the Elf King's intention to make the elven colony a subsidiary city of Drondheim.
"I wonder if the Commander has already come up with a battle plan?" the Elf King asked.
Bunduk nodded. "I have already discussed it with Lord Kant and came up with some safer plans. I just don't know if the Elf King will accept it!"
