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The armies of the undead and the humans are still strangled at each other in a chaotic manner of canine teeth.

Arrows rained down and the sound of killing shook the sky.

It's nightfall.

There were faint clouds in the night sky, obscuring the already dim light of the stars and moon.

The humans who were not on the front lines of the battle lit torches in fear.

The balance of victory seemed to be tipping in favor of the weaker undead army, and the arrival of darkness accelerated this trend.

The number of human armies that collapsed became more and more numerous, and among the soldiers who fled, the aristocratic private soldiers who were weakly trained, demoralized, and weakly equipped made up the vast majority.

But it is true that there are still many rock-solid military formations of mankind.

Among them, the 3,000 warriors of the "Lion King's Fangs" legion from the Eastern Feudal Kingdom seem to be the most at ease.

In fact, since the beginning of the war, the steel front of the "Lion King Fang" legion, composed of golden lion emblem round shields and spears, has never been truly threatened.

The Lion Emblem Legion slowly retreated, and the huge number of undead troops that swarmed in this direction were like huge waves crashing into the reef in vain, and although they looked amazing, they almost completely did no real damage.

With the presence of this legion, the noble army of the neighboring prince's faction did not collapse.

The silver-haired Prince Carlos Wright rode his horse at the rear of the legion with his blue lion insignia, still looking thoughtful.

Carlokos is the only son of Prince Theo Wright, and is naturally the first in line to the throne of the Eastern Domain.

The prince is noble, tall and fit, and has a handsome face from the royal bloodline, and is the dream lover of many aristocratic ladies and deep girls.

But what impressed him the most was the famous name he had made since he was a teenager when he went out with the army - "Prince Carlocus the Tactician".

A few kilometers away, the brilliance of Her Royal Highness's holy sword shone even brighter in the night, and judging from the battle reports from the scouts, the morale of the royalist nobles there seemed to be high, and the local battle situation seemed to be a little biased towards the human side.

"It seems that Her Royal Highness the princess is more capable than expected, so don't wait to see her jokes."

The hundreds of thousands of human armies outside the Divine Blessing City are not monolithic. The princely faction, the royalists, the papal faction, the neutral faction, and the independent faction are all mixed in. Originally, the result of any army losing its unified command on a battlefield more than 10 kilometers would have been catastrophic. And this time, the leading nobles still have their own ghosts, which naturally shows a more obvious defeat.

Carlos, the son of Prince Theo Wright, was naturally the central figure of the princely faction.

Commander-in-chief William Harris's bizarre mistakes today have indeed disrupted his position, and he is indeed weak. But he actually has some ways to help turn the tide of the war a little. It's just that he really doesn't like the kind of thing of making wedding dresses for others, and it's better to wait for the front-line princess's army to collapse and save her as a savior, and it is better to make up for his family's mistakes a little, and have some bargaining chips to defend himself when the royalist ministers and nobles fall into the ground.

So he has been holding a solid front and liaising with allies. Restrain the defeated.

But as the day passed, the princess's army seemed to grow stronger, and before nightfall gathered a considerable army of royalist nobles.

Maybe if it continues to fight, it will evolve into Her Royal Highness the princess turning the tide alone, but it will not be beautiful.

Prince Carlos Wright looked in the general direction where his sister had disappeared, but still did not see her army, nor did the waves of scouts sent out to find her.

It was getting late, and even the few red lion emblem and double-tailed flags that could be faintly glimpsed during the day were now invisible.

This military exploit is indeed a piece of fat for those nobles who have not had much contact with war. But in fact, in the eyes of Kalokos, who has been accustomed to leading his army to fight against the scimitar-wielding desert people in the Abbot Desert on the southeastern border of the empire since he was a child, it is just a chicken rib.

The reason why he brought troops over was just to make up for the big basket poked out by his competitive sister who had to compete with him for everything.

"I don't know if Anna can learn a lesson if she survives this time."

Although it's an irreverent and unlovely sister, there are still feelings, and it's a natural ally in terms of blood, so the main direction of attack is the direction in which the red lion emblem flag disappears.

The magic messages of the nobles, who were allies in contact, have returned, and the nobles sent by the Prince to regroup with the "Lion King's Fang" legion as the core.

After that, they killed the gods to bless them.

It didn't seem to be difficult, once the elite soldiers of Kalokos were actually put into battle. The tide of the battle has changed subtly.

The princely nobles who had been sheltered in the Lion Emblem Legion had obtained the unified command of Kalokos and formed a fist, while the undead army was mostly attacking the direction of the princess, and the direction facing the Lion Emblem Legion had gradually evolved into their flanks.

The Lion Emblem Legion charged only once. In front of the battle, the undead who were still attacking like a storm crashing on the shore just now were crushed.

The morale-boosting Prince's army soon gained a local advantage over the undead, echoing the Princess's army a few kilometers away.

"Well, it's not a big problem, just go and attack the flank and rear of the undead army."

Kalokos had a keen grasp of the battle situation, and chose to attack at this time because he sensed that the undead army was somehow a little unsustainable.

"So. After rescuing that stupid sister along the way, is it better to attack and rush into the city, or to rescue the princess and escort her to retreat......"

The human front has long been eroded, and even if you join it, you can't say that you have a chance of winning, so it's too child's play to put yourself in danger by going deep alone for some reason.

"Then it's better to retreat after achieving some results, and it's not too late to come after regrouping."

The human armies that had not yet been defeated nearby, as long as they could still notice this, gradually began to move closer, and the fists clenched by the Lion Emblem Legion became stronger and stronger.

Kalokos grew more and more confident, but news of a scout in a hurry disrupted his setup again.

"A large army has appeared nearby."

"Where is the army?"

"Also...... I don't know, it's a flag I've never seen before, and the black flag is embroidered with a white monster that looks like a snake but not a snake. There also seems to be a large number of undead in the army. ”

"How many are there?"

"I haven't found out, but there are people all over the mountains, and I'm afraid there will be more than 100,000 troops. The entire battlefield has been surrounded by them before they know it. ”

Kalokos's heart was half cold: "What? I didn't even notice that I was approached here by such a huge army, and I really don't know how those idiots did their war work. Bring some more people to investigate, I want detailed information. ”

"Yes!"

The scouts retreated, and the prince's heart was in turmoil.

Fortunately, at this time, another magic message came: "The reserve team formed by the Divine Bless Garrison Legion has come to our aid!" (To be continued.) )