Aaron stood atop the wooden wall, his gaze fixed on the horizon with a grim expression. The undead had already closed in to just 800 meters. The torch setup was 200 meters ahead, a critical marker.
The red portal continued to spew out undead, a dense flood of red dots on the map. At least five thousand.
Thankfully, there were no giant undead like last time, but Aaron could still spot numerous Death Knights.
He opened the map again. Most were Level 1 undead, followed by a mix from Level 2 to Level 10. And then, 30 Level 11+ undead knights.
Without hesitation, he commanded, "Rumba, light the torch. Then lead the guards to deploy the Ballista. Order them to attack once the undead pass the torch."
Rumba responded solemnly, "Okay, Lord Aaron."
He lit an arrow, aimed at the torch, and fire
