As I surveyed the scene before me, I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. The zombies were unlike any I had faced before. They moved with an unsettling intelligence, jumping into the water and filling the moat around the castle to reach the wall. Their determination was both impressive and terrifying.

I quickly realized that my usual methods of fighting were not going to be enough. The zombies were not going down with a single hit of an arrow, and even the magic minions' attacks were only temporarily stopping them. I needed a new strategy, and fast.

I opened up the advanced control menu, hoping to find some way to gain an advantage. I turned on a setting that allowed me to see the remaining power of the enemies, especially the zombies. As I watched, their health began to appear on the screen, and some of them were already below 40%. This gave me some hope that we could still win this battle.

With a renewed sense of purpose, I gave the order for my minions to resume their attack. The minions who had been on halt earlier began firing arrows once again, while the magic minions unleashed their fiery attacks on the enemy. Despite their efforts, some of the zombies continued to crawl forward, their eyes fixed on the wall and the fortress beyond.

I knew that I needed to act quickly to prevent the zombies from breaching the castle walls. I called in an intelligence variant and instructed him to summon 50 brute force stage minions to the top of the wall. The enemy was getting closer, but I was determined not to let them through.

As I watched the battle unfold, I realized how fortunate I was to be in my secure room. The zombies were no match for my minions, and it was their job to keep me safe. I opened the advanced control menu once more, this time selecting a small battalion to send outside to battle the enemy.

The minions who volunteered to go out and fight were brave and dedicated, willing to risk their lives to defend the city. They charged forward, swords drawn, determined to hold back the zombie horde. The battle was intense, with swords clashing and the sounds of magic spells filling the air.

In the end, we emerged victorious. The zombie horde was defeated, and the city was safe once again. As I looked out over the battlefield, I couldn't help but feel grateful for my loyal minions and their bravery. Without them, I would never have been able to defend the city and protect its citizens from the threat of the undead.

I eagerly opened the advanced control menu, a sense of anticipation coursing through my veins as I navigated to the army selection section. With each click of the mouse, my excitement grew, knowing that the fate of my minions rested in my hands. As the menu loaded, I scanned the available options, considering each minion type in turn.

I paused for a moment, my brow furrowing in concentration as I weighed the pros and cons of each potential addition to my army. Finally, I made my decision, selecting a variety of minions to ensure that I had all of my bases covered.

As I prepared to deploy my army, a sense of trepidation washed over me. I knew that the zombies outside were not to be trifled with. Some were incredibly fast, their movements too quick for my stage 2 brute force minions to keep up. Others were incredibly strong, with a ferocity that belied their undead nature.

I scanned the horizon, my eyes darting back and forth as I tried to spot any signs of trouble. It wasn't long before I saw them - a horde of zombies, their ranks filled with the fast and the fierce. With a sense of urgency, I called forth my 50 technique variants, knowing that they were the best equipped to handle this type of threat.

As they raced to the wall, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in my minions. They were brave and loyal, willing to risk their un-lives to protect their brethren. I called more minions to the wall, each one eager to join the fight and defend our stronghold.

Finally, with my army fully assembled, I began to give orders, my voice ringing out across the battlefield. It was a brutal and bloody fight, with the zombies attacking relentlessly and my minions fighting back with all their might. But in the end, we emerged victorious, our fortress standing tall and our minions unscathed.

With a sense of relief, I closed the advanced control menu, knowing that the safety of my minions was secured for another day.

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Army Section

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[Combat Division - Standard] (4205Minions)

-4055x Advance Warrior Minion

.. 0x Intelligence Variant [ Stage 1]

…. 0x Intelligence Variant [ Stage 2]

.. 2000x Brute Strength Variant [ Stage 1]

…. 1000x Brute Strength Variant [ Stage 2]

.. 900x Technique Variant [ Stage 1]

…. 155x Technique Variant [ Stage 2]

- 0x Warrior Minion

- 0x Scout Minion (Swordplay)

.. 0x Silent Killer (Swordplay)

- 150x Scout Minion (Archery)

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[Combat Divison - Magic] (0 Minions)

- 0x Scout Minion (Fire Magic - Residential Heater)

- 0x Scout Minion (Fire Magic - Projectile Controller)

- 0x Scout Minion (Fire Magic - Flamethrower)

- 0x Scout Minion (Water Magic - Ice Warrior)

- 0x Scout Minion (Water Magic - Arctic Wind)

- 0x Scout Minion (Water Magic - Water Manipulator)

- 0x Scout Minion (Wind Magic - Defensive Wind)

- 0x Scout Minion (Wind Magic - Visceral Turbine)

- 0x Scout Minion (Wind Magic - Projectile Enhancer)

- 0x Scout Minion (Earth Magic - Brute)

- 0x Scout Minion (Earth Magic - Solid Control)

- 0x Scout Minion (Earth Magic - Land Scaler)

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I stood at the forefront of my army, my heart pounding with a mix of excitement and fear. The fate of my kingdom rested on my shoulders, and I knew I had to lead my troops to victory. The ground shook as the massive horde of zombies approached, their moans echoing in the air. The stench of death hung thick in the air, and I struggled to keep myself from gagging.

I took a deep breath and looked over my troops. The archers with crossbows had taken their positions, their eyes locked onto the gate. They were the best in my army, and I knew that they could take out the zombies before they could get too close. I had also brought a group of skilled swordsmen, their blades glinting in the dim light.

With a signal, the archers let loose their arrows, and the air was filled with a hail of bolts. The zombies stumbled forward, their rotting bodies pierced by the sharp bolts. I watched in satisfaction as they fell, one after another. But even as they fell, more took their place. The zombies were unrelenting, and I knew we had to act fast.

I barked out orders to my swordsmen, and they charged forward, their blades slashing through the air. The zombies fell like wheat before the scythe, but still they kept coming. I rallied my troops, calling out encouragement as we fought on.

In the midst of the chaos, I remembered my plan. I signaled to my mages, who unleashed a barrage of spells that sent the zombies reeling. It was a risky move, but it paid off. The zombies were disoriented, and we took advantage of the confusion to push forward.

The battle was long and hard, but in the end, we emerged victorious. The zombies lay dead or dying, and my troops cheered in triumph. As we made our way back to the safety of our kingdom, I knew that we had faced a great challenge and emerged stronger for it.