"I know that there are many people who are secretly cursing me, saying that I am preventing the unity of mankind, that I am a sinner in the whole human world, that I am nothing but a selfish wicked woman. Penny's hands were intertwined and rubbed, "I can't remember why I decided to go to war with my brother at that time, it was just a knee-jerk decision, and I even thought it was my only option." ”

"I also remember when I could have no scruples about designing traps to assassinate my brother, and I used to love him so much. Penny's voice trembled, she was trembling with her own changes, and she was also afraid of the family affection she was about to lose, "I used to think that the family owed me, so I kept asking for it, and my mother kept satisfying my desires, but last night I received a letter from my mother, she said... I am no longer allowed to refer to myself by the Reagan family name. ”

"Presumably... My brother must be very sad, just as sad as I am now. Penny said and turned her gaze to Karene Sibo, "You tell me... What is the meaning of this war for the people of the Suk Plains?"

Karene Sibo looked at Penny, "Speaker, we have our own country... The Confederation of Ruluk, for us, the war waged against us by the Kingdom of Krulia is not a war of unification, but a war of invasion ... We're fending off the hateful invaders!"

"Do you really think so?"

"The whole Confederation thinks so!"

"Haha" Penny suddenly laughed out loud, and she couldn't hold back when she laughed, she seemed to laugh happily, but this happiness was filled with an indelible sadness and helplessness.

"It won't be long before the armies of the Kingdom of Kruria and his allies will arrive... War is coming. Penny's laughter stopped abruptly, and the negative expression just now disappeared, "Your three-year defense plan can be officially implemented, if you can hold back the kingdom's army for three years, and when we recover from the trauma of the turmoil, the Kingdom of Kruria will never have a chance to take the Suker Plain from our hands again." ”

...

The blood in the sky near the 'Death Fortress' was gradually dissipating, and within the intricate fortress, the soldiers of the 1st Infantry Army and the 3rd Mixed Army were advancing towards the tower in its center, and the puppet troops of the Mage Tower and the magic warriors were also following on the flanks.

It was the fifth day of the general offensive, and the battle plan submitted by Lundin Reagan claimed that the battle would be resolved in three days, but now that five days had passed, his declaration had not been fulfilled, for which he was stripped of the title of commander-in-chief of the front by the king, and command was taken over by Amos, commander of the 3rd Mixed Army.

On the second day after Amos took command, the combined forces of the Kingdom and the Mage Tower managed to open the left and right flanks, and the forces of the First and Third Armies successfully converged, and after a full day of bloody fighting, the huge army was finally able to advance to the center of the fortress.

As if victory was within reach, the commander-in-chief of the Fifth Army, Dra Heel, asked the king to fight every two hours, but the king refused without hesitation every time.

However, on the sixth day of the war, the offensive that had been overwhelming was intercepted by the Immortal Legion, and the impending victory seemed to be far away.

On the seventh day, after a full day of bloody fighting, the huge attacking force still could not advance further, and the new commander-in-chief, General Amos, returned from the front line to the headquarters and rushed back to the king's side.

"The Undead Legion has set up a strong defense in the area around the main building of the fortress, and their bloody structures are alive, and our soldiers are devoured to the point that they don't even leave a slag behind. Amos met everyone who looked at him with a stern gaze.

"And... Many magic traps that we never knew about, those weird magic traps that filled the entire area of the main complex. Amos spoke as he pointed to the magical photographs he had brought back, "Our soldiers' bodies will even be blown apart for no reason..."

"It's not magic, it's a disgusting implant, a very disgusting bug developed by the Undead Legion, we call it an 'explosive bug', it's a bug that's too small to be seen with the naked eye, but it's so fragile that it can be parasitized and attached to its body, and when it reaches a certain number, it has the same effect as dynamite. Drahir quickly explained, "The Undead Legion likes to arrange these little things in their fortresses, and the documents I gave you have detailed records of their existence, but you didn't prepare in advance?"

"It's easy to get rid of this little thing, it's very easy!" said Drahir in a knock-out tone, "You can even get rid of them by burning the air around them with a torch." He looked at Amos and frowned, "I remember emphasizing this at the combat meeting two days ago. ”

Amos remained silent on the elven general's questioning, for he had not even flipped through the document, and as for the operational meeting two days earlier, the meeting at which he had been appointed commander-in-chief of the front, he had been in a state of excitement and could hardly hear anything.

"Today is the seventh day of the total start, and it's been almost a month since we arrived here... Our original plan was to take the fortress in three days. "Pedi is very dissatisfied with the current battle, after all, from the intelligence analysis of the fortress information provided by Muvet Feller is all correct, and even he knows the battle plan of the opposite side in advance, but he is still fighting so passively.

Draxier looked at the king, "The fortress built by the undead legion, the last main building is alive, and if it is destroyed by conventional means, it can take half a month... My troops have been studying how to destroy such a fortress for many years, and you should probably leave the final assault to me. ”

"How many explosives do we have?" asked Pedi.

"There is also a warehouse in the camp that is not in use. Derick Danny, who was squeezed to the end by the generals, immediately replied: "Judging from the documents registered, there are at least ten warehouses in stock inside the kingdom, and nearly ten more truckloads arrived at the camp three days later. ”

"Get all those explosives out and give the undead legions a taste of the goblin project. Pedi looked around at everyone in the tent, and finally fixed his eyes on Amos, who didn't want to change the commander again.

"This is your last chance, the resources of the entire camp are at your disposal, the forces of the Paladin's Legion and the Mage Tower will cooperate with your attack, and if that ugly fortress still stands before my eyes a day later, you will be sent to the Judge Advocate General's Office. Pedi gave Amos another chance, but it wasn't unconditional.

"After a day, the sky will be as clear as it used to be. Amos assured.

...

Inside the 'Death Fortress',

There was not a trace of green in sight on the rotten earth, and the foul-smelling poisonous water flowed through the interlaced ravines, and the mages wore their characteristic soft armor, constantly using magic to dispel the evil energy around them, and carefully recorded the nearby energy reactions and circle data.

All the wood and stone used in the complex looked as if they had been salvaged from a blood pit, and the whole body was a dark color after the blood stains had dried up, and the soldiers passing by did not rush into it again under the previous lesson. The soldiers' treatment of these structures was simple and rude, some of them threw one explosive into it, and some of them did not have an explosive tube, and they burned it down.

At the front of the fortress, the battle did not continue, the combined forces of the kingdom and the mage tower chose to retreat in front of the long-lost defensive line, and the undead warriors of the undead legion did not pursue, they cowered in their own defensive lines, watching every move of the coalition army with indifferent eyes.

In the front camp of the coalition forces, inside a row of temporary defensive lines, the soldiers of the kingdom and the soldiers of the mage tower are resting. It was the only two hours they could rest after a day and a night of fighting.

Wolfma and his soldiers gathered around the campfire, bread in their daggers and baking in the rising flames, occasionally picking up the wine bag at their feet and taking a sip.

"You can't just put the bread in the fire and burn it. After praying to the beast god, Mo Gao leaned forward, he pulled out the dagger on his waist, took out a piece of hard bread and skillfully inserted it into the top of the dagger, and then kept flipping and baking on the outer layer of the flame, "You have to be like me, otherwise... Your food will be grilled like black charcoal, just like you are now. The smile on his face was a clear mockery of the blackened loaf of bread in Wolfma's hand.

Wolf Ma ignored the deputy's ridicule, he silently ripped off the leather gloves on his other hand, and pinched whether the bread was already soft with his hand, the hot stinging sensation made him subconsciously shake his hand, but there was a satisfied look in his eyes.

Under Mo Gao's surprised gaze, Wolf Ma took off the toasted bread on the dagger, ignored the hot feeling on it, and directly grabbed it in his hand and broke it into two pieces, and the steaming steam accompanied by the sweet smell of flour suddenly spread around. At this moment, everyone subconsciously looked at Wolf Ma and the bread in his hand, their sense of smell consciously filtered out the rancid smell of the air, leaving the fragrance in the bread.

"That's the right way to bake. Wolf Ma glanced at Mo Gao.

"But you've wasted a lot, in the words of the human world... Only the aristocracy can afford it!" Mo Gao's words seemed to be sarcastic and emotional, "Food was the greatest luxury for us in the past. ”

Wolf Ma didn't seem to hear Mo Gao's feelings, he finished the food in his hand by himself, picked up the wine bag and drank all the remaining fruit wine in one go, and asked, "How about our casualties in yesterday's battle?"

"Fifty people were killed and a hundred seriously wounded, and now you are the only ones who can continue fighting. Mo Gao heard Wolf Ma's inquiry, and reported a number very indifferently, and subconsciously raised his head and looked around, "There is still ... Five hundred and three fighters can continue to fight. ”

'Nearly half of the casualties!' added Wolf Mar deep in her heart.

"The casualties of the First Army were similar, two corps were disabled, and one corps of the Third Army also retreated to the rear for repairs. Mo Gaorong Ma has been seen on the battlefield for decades, and he looked at the wolf horse who was deep in thought, "However, our efforts have not been wasted, and now... Victory is already in sight. With that, his eyes looked through the light of the burning fire at the main structure of the fortress outside the defensive line.

Wolfma didn't say anything about it, or he had been silent for most of the past two days.

"You—" Mo Gao obviously had something to say, but he didn't know what to say.

"The people are all watching you," Mo Gao said what he had been trying to say for the past two days, "After the fall of Sir Morinda, our position in the kingdom has become extremely awkward, you... Do you understand what I'm saying?" he knew it would be cruel for Wolf Ma to say these things now, but he was more worried about the future of his people.

"You should accede to Your Majesty's request to serve as Secretary-General of the King's Office, and the people need a representative to speak for them by His Majesty's side, although you are not yet able to speak. Mo Gao's words seemed a little utilitarian, but he was not wrong. Whether it is the orc warriors in the army or the clansmen living in the kingdom, they need to be appeased, and letting the wolf horse stay by the king's side is undoubtedly the best way.

Although Wolf Ma was still calm on the surface at the moment, deep down he was like a churning wave, because Mo Gao's words reminded him of his father's warnings and some of the things he had done before his death. Previously, he narrowly believed that his father was greedy for the power of the royal capital, and even refused his visit for this reason, and never asked about the persecution of his people, and would not return to the village of Nesmerut during the holidays.

Even if his father died, Wolf Mar couldn't understand why his father would willingly give his life for a human king.

And at this moment, Mo Gao's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard, he only felt that at this moment, breathing suddenly became very difficult, and a frustrated emotion that was difficult to vent enveloped his whole body.

In this corrupt land surrounded by war, under the gaze of many clansmen, Wolf Ma understands what his father has done for his people, and he himself is secretly laughing at him like an ugly imp.

"No one can disobey His Majesty's appointment, and after this war, I will receive a formal order, and I... Know what to do. "This is the promise that Wolfma has made, and the burden that his father will unload next.

"Thank you!" Mo Gao whispered, feeling that what he had just said was a bit despicable.

"The word 'thank you' should be said by me...", Wolfma's face suddenly smiled, the first time he had smiled since his father's death, "Thank you for everything you did before... Hey, old man, I've heard that you might get promoted after this battle, and you might become the first Orc Commander, and they'll let you lead a human legion. ”