Muvet-Phile's decision was so casual that even the necromancers and death knights around him wanted to refute it subconsciously, but the constraints from the soul made it impossible for them to refute their sovereign's decision.

"Go down first, and wait for my command. ”

Muvet-Phil waved his hand as if he were repelling a servant to let the undead who surrounded him leave. No one disobeyed his orders, and no one could be dissatisfied, and they didn't even dare to take too heavy a step when they withdrew.

Looking at the retreating subordinates, Muvet-Feller fell into deep thought.

Since being promoted to the rank of Undead Sovereign, the sheer memory makes one enjoy contemplation alone. When a person has a permanent life, there is a very special feeling when contemplating.

He no longer had to worry about wasting his life by contemplation, let alone what tomorrow would bring, because he had a permanent life. He pondered the special days of his countless memories and how he would live in the future.

Soon, he thought of the days he remembered in Lion Castle, and after leaving Lion Castle, he would let his memories of the days he had lived every day for two hundred years every once in a while, as a way to confirm who he really was and what he lived for.

Memories are painful, but they are also accompanied by beauty.

Muvet-Feller soon fell into this cycle of beauty and pain.

After a long time, when he broke out of this cycle, he discovered where he was, and even more so the fact that he had become an undead creature.

So, he subconsciously began to think about how to get rid of the shackles and use his endless life to travel the continent...

During his two hundred years at Lion Castle, he dreamed of escaping from the luxurious cage countless times. For countless nights, he had been alone imagining what it would be like beyond Suk City, and he would wonder if the gods really existed as he looked up at the stars.

Later, he began to think about how power could be gained, and sometimes he watched the emperor give orders from above, and even thought about how he could replace the emperor.

Muvet-Feller has read countless books for the mess of thoughts in his head. He had studied magic, tried to communicate with the Holy Powers, and the power of the ascetic warrior was trained to the extreme.

He was so bored that he did arithmetic problems every day, counting the stars in the sky at night for years on end.

Until... One night,

He finally made up his mind that he would not put up with it anymore, so he began to plot to replace the emperor. But the Emperor had insight into his mind, and after a great mess, he became the target of hunting.

'That's what Game of Thrones is all about!' Muvet-Fler shook his head a little boredly as he looked at the door, feeling the sensation of his hands controlling countless life forces.

After serving in Lionburg for 200 years, he dreamed of sitting on a throne all the time. He controls the land and does everything he can to build the 'Death Fortress', just to try out what it's like to sit on a throne.

When he tried it, he immediately lost interest in everything he had ever done.

And now, what he is pursuing is not the pleasure of sitting on the throne, but using his endless life to go to places he has never been to, to see what kind of scenery other places are, and he wants to find the lost part of the endless memory to fill the lonely emotions in his heart.

As for how about this war?

Muvet-Phil didn't think about these issues long after he built the 'Death Fortress' and successfully promoted to the rank of Undead Monarch, and all the wars that had taken place before him were nothing more than planned and carried out by his subordinates.

Although the war was still going on, Muvet-Filer cast his eyes into the dim sky, and his eyes became as bright as the stars.

"Have you thought about it?" the question from the Void recalled in Muvet-Felle's mind.

...

Pedi had not experienced any exhilarating battles since his baptism of faith, and at this moment on the battlefield, after the frenzied catharsis of power, an indescribable feeling of exhilaration, filled his troubled thoughts as a king.

After using the Holy Power for more than half an hour in a row, the five-headed war fortress was shattered under his war hammer, and nearly a hundred iron guards were turned into real scrap iron because of his strength.

The results of the Paladin Legion were even more brilliant, with nearly two hundred true paladins crushing the attack of the war fortress in just half an hour, forcing the troops of the Undead Legion to retreat.

The army of more than 100,000 people, under the command of Morinda, pressed up with an unparalleled momentum.

Pei Di on the front line looked at the undead legions on the shrinking front, and had no intention of continuing to advance alone, he followed the pace of the two infantry corps, recovering his strength while performing the 'healing technique' to restore the injuries of the soldiers around him.

"Roar"

A series of beast roars echoed in the sky above the battle between the two armies, and the endless plague beast army behind the undead legion, as well as a large number of nezumi legions, ghoul legions, and even larger death beasts, gifted iron guards, etc., began to move continuously.

The kingdom's army did not stop its advance because of the terrifying roar, and the warriors whose morale was at a high level marched with firm steps to the rhythmic sound of the organ, slowly advancing under the leadership of their king.

"Steady!"

"Raise your shield!"

The endless plague beasts charged through the dust, and the command command still ordered 'keep pushing'!

"Hold your spear and get ready for battle!"

The officers shouted orders as they roamed around their respective arrays.

Under the charge of the plague beasts, the retreating army of death also immediately stabilized the line, and quickly gathered together to charge back against the kingdom army.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The musketeers attacked first, followed by a flood of arrows. When the dense army of plague beasts approached, the heavy crossbows and catapults that had already been aimed at the rear were decisively thrown under the unified military order.

The 'Death Barrier' spreads over the body of the Death Beast, providing the full army of Death with the majority of the Kingdom Legion's arrows, crossbows, and catapults. When the two fronts came into contact, strange necromancy and magic began to flood the two fronts, harvesting the lives of each other's soldiers.

Holding the shield he had taken from the fallen soldiers, Pedi fended off the onslaught of the plague beasts while unleashing his holy power to protect nearby soldiers and heal their wounds.

The Plague Beasts are swift and agile in their bounces, and their numbers are a headache, and with the harassment of the irritating Ratmen, even though Pedi has the most powerful power, he can only fight it in a tight array of guns with his soldiers.

The confrontation lasted for a long time, and it was not until two o'clock in the morning the next day that it ended with the retreat of the undead legion.

Pedi, who was at the forefront of the battle, also fought until the undead retreated before returning to the headquarters.

He was greeted by the eager eyes of the soldiers and their heartfelt blessings and greetings. Such blessings and greetings made Pedi very happy, and the cheerful mood seemed to be able to dispel the fatigue that he didn't even want to lift his hand.

After a brief wash, Pedi changed into a king's robe and gathered the generals of the various ministries to discuss the battle without any rest.

"What's the latest on the scouts?" asked Pedi at the temporary camp headquarters, looking at the military map and the situation between friend and foe.

"The armies of the undead have retreated within their outer lines. Morinda immediately replied, "General Drahir led the Fifth Army in pursuit of it according to your orders, and this time we will not give the undead army time to regain strength." ”

"What about the casualties of the troops today?"

After hearing this question, Morinda lowered his head imperceptibly: "From this afternoon, because the undead army suddenly pressed the whole army in, we also had to invest more troops, and the preliminary statistics of the various group armies... Today, more than 10,000 of our soldiers were killed and a third wounded. ”

Pei Di listened expressionlessly, and when Morinda finished speaking, he asked again, "How many enemies have been destroyed?"

"Nearly half of the attacking forces instigated by the Undead Legion have been swept away!" Morinda looked up again as he answered the question.

"Pensions are paid to soldiers who die in battle in accordance with military law. After saying this, Pedi looked at Sir Bipp, "How's the attack on the Mage's Tower?"

"Two hours ago, word came that the forces of the Mage Tower have captured the outskirts of Broken Bones Town, and they plan to launch a strong attack on Broken Bones Town at dawn tomorrow morning!"

Peidi looked at the map and thought for a while, then said, "Tell the mage lords of the Mage Tower that we are going to attack the 'Death Fortress' in three days, and I hope to see their army appear on our flanks at that time." ”

"Yes!" Bipp nodded heavily.

Pedi ignored Bipp's answer, his mind now all on the staggered fronts on the map. He looked at the map and subconsciously wanted to think about his next plan, but perhaps because he was too tired and his chaotic mind made him unable to think of anything, he asked left and right: "What do you think about the current battle situation?"

"Although the situation has stabilized... It's just that the soldiers' unsuitability is still very serious, otherwise today's battle will not have such a big loss, I think it is possible to properly ease the offensive and wait for the arrival of the herbs and cotton clothes configured by the elves. Hades was the first to speak.

"The soldiers of Kru are not so delicate, and many of our soldiers have been to the Anku Fortress and have also made expeditions north to the mountains and snow, and there is not necessarily any problem. "There is a clear difference between the ideas of Lundin-Reagan and Hades leading the troops.

"They are soldiers, not young ladies to be married in the villa. Rending-Reagan emphasized his point, "Victory is already beckoning, and now is the perfect time to let go and attack." ”

"Victory in hand should not be given up. Amos followed suit to express his opinion.

"Today's battle went unexpectedly well... I think we can try to continue the assault, and we can't give the undead a breather, otherwise our losses will be even greater in the future. Morinda said it a little tactfully, but the meaning of the message was clear.

"Well," Pedi's mind was quick to think about the general's proposal, staring at the staggered battle lines on the map and deducing what might happen, and after a long while, he picked up the marker of the 3rd Mixed Army and advanced towards the outer line of the Undead Legion, "Sir Amos, all seven of your mixed corps are attacking, I need to see the walls of the 'Death Fortress' as soon as possible." ”

"Understood!" Amos grinned.

...

In the dreary night sky, not a single shining star could be seen, and the war was still going on on the outer line of the 'Death Fortress'.

With the help of the 'Illumination Technique', the Orc Thousand Brigade and two Baru Infantry Corps, as well as the Elves' One Thousand Ranger Troops, fought at the forefront of the battlefield.

"Boom! boom!"

The sound of continuous explosions was accompanied by the shrill screams of excitement of the goblins.

"Those damn goblins, they don't know how to throw a bomb better. Wolf Ma, who was fighting ahead, was poured with a mouthful of bomb-blown dirt and a disgusting rancid smell, and hurriedly turned out the herbs rationed by the elf, put them in his mouth and chewed them while cursing in a low voice.

"What are you thinking, hurry up!" Mogao shouted to make Wolfma stop complaining.

Goblin bombs, although sometimes 'injuring' allies, were effective in this war, and the thousand-strong brigade led by Wolf Ma sometimes only needed to take over the blown up positions with their shields on their heads.

This dramatic battle continued until dawn, when the command of the Fifth Army received an order to 'stop advancing'.

And at this moment, the front line of Wolf Ma is already close to the core defense of the enemy's defense line!

Ahead, on the defensive line of the valley mouth surrounded by pitch-black rocks, at the pincer-shaped entrance filled with the breath of death, countless undead creatures roared, and huge synths scurried about the mountain cliffs from time to time.

At the mouth of the valley, the undead army poured a towering wall with spikes out of steel, and outside the steel wall was a deep pit more than five meters wide, and a foul-smelling dark green liquid flowed inside, which was very conspicuous under this dim sky.

The orc thousand-man brigade where Wolf Ma was located was closest to the defense line of the undead legion, in the middle of the Fifth Army, and served as the main attacking force of this attack.

Looking at the enemy who was close at hand and couldn't attack, let Wolf Ma walk around impatiently, and from time to time he waved the double-edged battle axe in his hand, and the crimson anger on his body flashed continuously.

"What is General Drahier doing, why hasn't he given the order to attack yet?" Wolfma grumbled in a low tone.

Not long ago, in this place, and by his side were these robed brothers, and his charge was ruthlessly beaten back many times by the opposite side, and many warriors fell in the deep pit not far ahead.

Mo Gao looked at Wolf Ma with some amusement, and said: "When you were the head of the tribal flag and commanded nearly 20,000 tribal warriors, did any of the soldiers complain 'Why didn't you give the order to attack?' The group of idiots in the headquarters said!' and so on, if so, they must have looked no different from you at this moment. ”

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