Armistice Declaration 83

  It is hoped that the fighting atmosphere of the legion will infect the non-combat crowd hiding in the base, and they will also join the battle. Although knowing that there are few weapons resources, there are still things that can replace weapons. Even a kitchen knife can give zombies a fatal attack!

  Even if I'm bitten, I'll just accept my fate and die as a human!

  Even if I'm seriously injured and on the verge of death, I'll bind explosives to my body and die together with the enemy!

  Even if there's no food, we'll just eat snow to fill our bellies and fight to the death!

  The commanders of the undead legion, several two-star zombies, were shocked by the human's desperate fighting spirit and couldn't speak. They recalled their time as humans and for the first time wavered, wondering whether they should continue to follow their master's orders and command their troops to fight?

  The collapse of the two-star zombies made Della see it with her own eyes, and she coldly hummed a sound, using the undead magic to erase their emotions as humans, becoming emotionless puppets, faithfully commanding the battle below, greatly increasing their combat power, pushing the Hope Legion to the brink of despair.

  On the corner of the battlefield, Della stood against the cold wind, her black robe fluttering in the wind. She pulled her hood tight, not letting the wind blow it open. Her deep blue eyes gazed out at the battlefield, watching as zombies and humans slaughtered each other, the sounds echoing through the sky.

  Why can't I still feel the other half of your soul?

  Della frowned, it's been a month now, and still no news.

  "Could it be that Your Highness's other half of the soul has disappeared? It's impossible, if it had disappeared, then there should have been news of Your Highness's passing from over there. Now it seems, since there hasn't been any news, it means that Your Highness's other half of the soul is still in some corner of this world!"

  It seems like we need to speed up our plan.

  The actions of the undead legion are getting faster and faster, pushing humanity to the brink of extinction. Humans thought they were really destined for extinction, but in the end, a strange phenomenon occurred, leaving humans baffled.

  The zombie legion that had driven humanity to the brink of extinction suddenly changed its mind and retreated, then several times intentionally did not fight, lingering on the border of human territory, refusing to disperse.

  What's going on here?

  The commander of the legion looked at a ceasefire statement on the table, which was unexpectedly sent by a two-star undead commander, and the reason was unknown.

  In short, being able to rest is a good thing, giving Hope's Legion a chance to catch their breath and regain their strength.

  When will the war restart? I don't know, let's take it one step at a time.

  Before we knew it, the year had come to an end. Although the New Year was supposed to be a time for celebration, the doomsday atmosphere did not allow people to have a joyful and lively new year.

  During the ceasefire period, all human bases around the world reshuffled and formed the largest single human base, named Hope Base!

  In preparation for various supplies to cope with the cold winter, I hope the people of the big base are busy beyond recognition.

  This season's harvest is impossible, so the grain management bureaus of countries around the world have been swept away and uniformly handed over to the Grain Management Department of Hope Base for rational distribution to the people of the base.

  As for other materials, they are still supplied to people in the same way.

  These measures temporarily solved the problem of material shortages.

  As time enters the second year of January, I hope the atmosphere of the base becomes very lively and full of New Year's spirit everywhere.

  It's obviously impossible to have a lively New Year's celebration in this situation, but there are still people who want to make an effort to celebrate the New Year, saying that they don't know when they will die next, so it's better to leave behind good memories before death.