The marching speed of the infantry, particularly the skeletal soldiers, remained rather sluggish, resulting in much time wasted on the journey.

Once cavalry could be recruited in the future, the marching speed would surely improve.

Reclining on the card, he found a comfortable position and opened the lord's book to observe the battle reports of the others.

They had fought from morning till evening.

Surely, it must be winding down, as a war of attrition could not last an entire day.

Indeed, the surviving lords were engaged in discussions regarding their victories and spoils.

As long as they had endured, the beast they had slain would provide sufficient meat for the inhabitants of their territories for several days.

Suddenly, a message captured Fongo's attention.

It was from Jeang Bin, who was not far from his territory, casting nets in the river only to ins snare skeletons.

Any esteemed leader, please help me.

I can no longer endure this.

I am willing to offer all my resources in exchange for your assistance.

Please, I beseech you to come to my aid.

Chapter 49.

The challenge concludes.

Within Jeang Bin's domain, the beasts, driven by primal fury, launched a frenzy assault.

All defensive structures within the territory were swiftly breached.

Jang Bin, alongside his loyal subjects and soldiers, took refuge in the Lord's abode, which served as their last bastion against the relentless tide of creatures.

However, the prolonged battle had left both him and his men utterly fatigued.

They clung desperately to their instincts and the will to survive.

But it was evident to all that their endurance was waning.

Without reinforcements or a sudden change in fortune, they would soon become fodder for the savage onslaught.

Jang Bin, replaced by a militia member, open the Lord's book once more, beseeching.

Which brother will lend aid? I implore you.

Should we survive? I, Jang Bin, shall forever remember your kindness.

The gravity of a situation transcended mere exchanges of weapons and provisions.

Unless one could procure artillery capable of obliterating the encroaching hordes, mere arms would hold little value.

He could only hope that a neighboring lord who had fortified their defenses might have the capacity to assist.

Yet, Jeang Bin's plea elicited little reaction within the channel.

Such calls for help had become all too commonplace, and few paid them any heed.

Even the victorious lords, having endured their own losses, lack the resources to mount a rescue.

As Jeang been fixated on the Lord's book, the absence of any response or willingness to aid him caused his spirit to falter.

He slumped in despair, his vitality dissipating.

What purpose did their struggle serve now? The distinction between an early demise and a late one seemed negligible.

My lord, what troubles you? You must hold on.

We are all counting on you.

" A soldier urged earnestly, clad in rudimentary leather armor and wielding an iron spear.

The soldier was drenched in blood, both that of the beasts and his fallen comrades.

No one wished for death, not even the hastily recruited villagers and soldiers.

"Alas, it is all over.

It is all over.

Why have I found myself here?" Jeang Bin murmured incessantly, observing Jeang Bin's despondent state.

The soldiers sensed the dire straits they were in.

With their leader resolve faltering, how could they hope to continue the fight? The morale of all soldiers and villagers plummeted, extinguishing any thoughts of perseverance.

The beasts intensified their assault just as Jeang Bin and the villagers braced for their imminent demise.

A cacophony of footsteps echoed from outside the chamber.

The sound was unmistakably clear, as if an army were advancing.

My lord, a contingent has engaged the beasts.

A sentinel guarding the entrance exclaimed with elation.

Jeang Bin's spirit surged as he pondered whether a neighboring lord had indeed come to their aid.

He quickly rose, moving to the entrance to peer through the crack, yearning to glimpse the unfolding scene.

A mere glance transformed Jong Bin's initial joy into a state of panic and dread.

Outside, an exceptionally elite force was engaged in battle with a horde of beasts.

However, this contingent was not human, but rather a legion of skeletal creatures clad in armor and wielding sharp weapons.

These skeletal soldiers, whether depicted in films or portrayed in novels and games, are invariably the antagonist opposing humanity.

It was akin to not having driven away the hungry wolves only to face the ferocious tigers.

Everyone pressed against the windows or squeezed through the gaps to gaze outside.

The skeletal army clashed fiercely with the beast horde.

Yet the overwhelming numbers of the skeletal forces rendered the several hundred beasts utterly outmatched as the skeletal army appeared like an expansive sea of white bones swiftly engulfing the beasts.

The battle concluded in short order with the bloodthirsty creatures slaughtered to near extinction.

The skeletal army then commenced the grim task of clearing the battlefield.

Jeang Bin and his companions watched in trepidation, holding their breath, fearful of making even the slightest sound that might attract the attention of these skeletal beings and incite an attack upon themselves.

They were no match for the beasts, let alone the formidable undead army.

At that moment, a soldier murmured, "My lord, what is that skeleton intending to do?" Zanginat casting a fierce glare at the soldier to silence him.

Yet he too noticed one of the skeletons shifting positions to observe its actions.

This particular skeleton approached the warehouse, meticulously surveying the area before methodically collecting all the gems within its backpack.

Upon witnessing the accumulation of his rare materials being appropriated by the skeleton, Jeang Bin exhibited little reaction.

Should assistance arrive, he would willingly share these materials with others.

If the skeleton wished to claim them, so be it, provided they inflicted no harm upon him.

As everyone hoped fervently for the departure of these undead beings, the skeletal figure laden with gems halted before the lord's wooden cabin.

Knock, knock, knock.

The door resounded with a series of knocks.

Shocked, Jang Bin and his companions nearly stumbled in fright while several villagers huddled together, their faces ashen with fear.

Indeed, the skeletal entities would not relinquish their pursuit.

Fong Hao, controlling the skeleton, stood at the wooden cabin's entrance, gently wrapping on the door.

He harbored no ulterior motives, merely wishing to ascertain whether the Lordes dwelling contained any valuable treasures.

After all, Jeang Bin had promised within the channel that anyone who came to his aid would receive all his resources.

Fong Hoa did not require all of them, nor could he utilize them, but selecting a few gems and items of personal preference seemed reasonable.

However, after knocking, only an exclamation of shock emerged from within, followed by silence.

Fong Hao, undeterred, kicked the door open with force.

He was met with the terrified gazes of all those inside, and among them, one bearing the Lord insignia was unmistakably Jeang Bin himself.

The atmosphere was heavy with tension.

Jeang Bin knelt directly before Fong Hao, exclaiming, "Lord of the undead.

We are but ordinary humans, and we have not disturbed your slumber.

I beseech you, do not harm us.

" Fong Hao furrowed his brow, perplexed by the incoherent utterance.

He brushed Jeang Bin aside and continued to inspect the lord's wooden abode.

The wooden structure appeared to be of level three, featuring a second floor bedroom.

However, its interior was rather unremarkable, furnished merely with rudimentary chairs and tables crafted from wood.

Amidst the uncertain gazes of Jeang Bin and his companions, Fong Hao ascended to the second floor, meticulously examining each room.

After a thorough search, his gaze finally settled upon an intriguing item.

Exquisite weapon rack, green category, storage.

Function: Weapons placed on the rack slowly regained durability.

Description: You may choose to disregard it, yet you cannot deny its significance.

Impressive.

It was unclear where Jeang Bin had acquired such a treasure, but it truly was remarkable.

Cradling it in his arms, he descended the stairs, noticing the still anxious expressions on Jong Bin and the others.

He gently patted Jong Bin's shoulder and exited the lord's wooden house.

A multitude of skeletons departed, carrying over a 100 beast corpses, leaving Jeang Bin and his companions in a state of bewilderment as they watched the receding undead legion.

What was happening? Why had they come? They departed with merely two types of materials and one storage rack.