Inside the shelter.
"For our new home!" Tens of thousands of soldiers shouted in unison.
Outside, it was pitch black, making it impossible to see who was shouting, but the voice clearly wasn't from the battlefield.
Some yellow lights appeared, then more and more, until they formed two glowing yellow walls.
One approached from the north, the other from the south.
The sound of tens of thousands of warriors wearing metal armor marching resounded in the distance.
A unit of soldiers equipped with mortars began bombarding groups of zombies with magic-enhanced shells, a series of devastating explosions shaking the enemy forces.
Mortars weren't particularly powerful, but they were highly effective at weakening zombies.
A zombie that loses its ability to move is basically no different from being dead.
Two walls of auras were approaching the battlefield.
The zombies reacted quickly, entering a berserk state.
