When they saw the ground covered with dense, innumerable corpses, and smelled the stench in the air.
Their expressions changed, their eyes filled with terror.
Many of the guards and peasants couldn't suppress their vomiting, retching up the acid from their stomachs.
Even though they were guards, trained physically, they were merely Free People.
Even if they occasionally fought in small skirmishes with bandits and had experience in killing the enemy,
they had never seen such a large-scale battlefield of flesh and blood.
The dense corpses numbered in the hundreds at least.
They nearly covered the entire clearing in front of the manor house!
Walter widened his eyes, looking straight at the guards and peasants, almost shouting as he spoke.
"Anyone who doesn't want to die, immediately organize the defense line!"
Hearing Walter's thunderous voice, the dazed guards and peasants finally snapped back to their senses.
They quickly responded, "Yes, Captain of the Guards, sir."
