He was finally dead, but his eyes seemed unwilling to close for a long time.
He blocked the undead soldiers outside the phalanx. His small body was actually stronger than his broken crystal shield.
The huge mistake he made was mended by his comrades.
His position was strengthened in defense. He used his life to tell his comrades where the weakest point was. His sacrifice was worth it.
Bunduk no longer recognized the dead young man. The goal of the conversation he had with him in the afternoon was to use the young soldier to perk up the Swadian Sergeants, but in the young man's heart, Commander Bunduk would always be the good commander who looked dignified but was the most approachable. With this thought in mind, he would die without regrets.
Bunduk did not even look at his corpse on the ground. He mercilessly stepped over it and took the life of one of the undead soldiers in front of him.
The bell at midnight had already rung.