Another two guards had died.
Several undead creatures were standing above their corpses, eating away without a worry in the world. More creatures came in from the back to fill the gaps and started fighting with them for the right to feast.
The surroundings guards helplessly pushed back the creature's incoming attacks and moved in to close the gap. Barely twelve or thirteen guards were left standing now four or five of which were injured and in no fighting condition.
They were standing back to back, pushing Hao Xuan closer towards Han Rong who was busy giving emergency treatment to a twitching guard.
"Stay with me!" Han Rong shouted before the guard's body suddenly relaxed.
The guard's eyes opened wide, the twisted expression of pain slowly disappeared from his face and was replaced by a look of pure astonishment and realization when he took his last breath.