"I said... Our luck... Isn't that too bad?"

The scarred Earl of Lakeville, Ranmaros, bared his teeth and stood on the heights of the Valley of Bloodbones and looked down the hillside, looking confused.

“...... Crow's mouth, shut up. ”

Count Rigrel, who was also covered in bruises, rolled his eyes weakly, and his right hand holding the battle flag clenched even harder.

"If I die, you're going to die. ”

"You've wasted all your energy by talking too much, and I've warned you that as a knight, don't talk so much on the battlefield, and you just won't listen. ”

“...... Shut up. ”

"Okay. ”

The vibration from the snow under their feet made the two of them very silent.

The non-stop roar, as if the whole valley was about to be turned upside down.

Until that moment now, the battle of Bloody Bones Valley, which had lasted for nearly a whole day, was going on in an orderly manner according to the path that everyone had envisioned.

The crimson dragon crushed the enemy's first offensive, and then buried the valley's most open battlefield with an avalanche, the cavalry charging on both sides crushed the second round of the monster army's attack, and the two defensive positions on the top of the mountain blocked the enemy's attack layer by layer, and cooperated with the cavalry to complete the "cutting board hammer" annihilation tactic again and again.

Although there were a few accidents along the way, including the sudden appearance of the bone dragon and the two Apostles of the Evil God who nearly crushed the defensive position, they were all solved in the end.

The tactics are simple, but considering that the enemies are all brainless rotting corpses, even if they are repeated ten thousand times, it will not change the result, and if they are lucky, the defenders of Bloodbone Valley may really be able to hold off the army of hundreds of thousands of monsters with less than 10,000 men.

This battle of the Valley of Bloody Bones will shine brighter than any before!

Originally, it was supposed to be like this......

"Boom——————! boom——————!boom——————......"

In the violent trembling sound, the defenders of the Valley of Bloody Bones looked at the bottom of the valley with pale faces, and countless carrion demons like sand and ants were "surging" from the center of the valley to the top.

The word "surge" is used because the scene in front of me can no longer be described as "forward"—a roar crashes through the valley, and flood-like monsters roll and roll from the middle of the valley to the high ground.

They screamed, ran frantically and endlessly, squirming and crawling through the snow with their hands and feet, and desperately climbing upwards.

The middle of the valley was completely covered with snow, and most of the area was unclimbable cliffs, with only one gentle slope buried under the snow, not to mention climbing from below, even the Byrne knights would not dare to charge downward.

Once you step into the air and fall into the snow, you will die without a place to be buried.

But the rotting demons don't care, and the people who command this army of monsters don't care;

Even if it was a neat path through the Valley of Bloodbones paved with thousands of rotting corpse debris, it didn't matter how many rotting corpses he wanted to summon relying on the power of the Void in the ancient, ruined ruins of the Dragon Kingdom of the Glacial Wasteland.

The strength of this great army is not at all what is seen in front of you;

It's endless—as long as the leader of the true ruler of this army remains, this army of monsters will never be wiped out!

"They're climbing to the ground!"

In the floating city, the little wizard in a hurry rushed up to the tower: "Mentor Dalton, the monster army is about to rush up!"

"The armies and fortifications of the Central Front alone will definitely not be able to stop them!"

"Everyone get ready to move the magic circle from hovering to the sky, and let the floating city start to climb. ”

Even though his expression was unprecedentedly solemn, Dalton Kander still gave orders calmly and methodically, his eyes as sharp as a blade: "Duke Loren Turin, tell me where he is?"

"The Duke has left his position on the west side of the Valley of Bloodbones and is rushing to the central front to stabilize morale. Grenwell, the pale-faced Earl of Stormcastle, struggled to his feet, and if it hadn't been for Loren's timely arrival, he, the head of the western position, would have been killed long ago:

"The cavalry of the two flanks has also rushed to the central front with the duke's withdrawal. ”

In the dead silence of the floating city, Dalton's eyes narrowed into a slit as everyone watched, and he already had a rough idea of the black-haired wizard's intentions.

Once those rotting corpses really rushed up, the infantry's shield walls and projectile weapons alone would never be able to stop them, and they could only rely on cavalry charges to buy a little time.

But... At most, it's just a matter of buying a little time, and if there are no reinforcements, the whole line will collapse.

Dalton is well aware that the seemingly mighty Floating City is actually fragile, and any external damage that is too strong could turn her from the Floating City into a castle falling from the sky.

In Loren's mind, this floating city is more like the last hole card in a last resort.

But now, it's time to take the plunge and play that hole card.

"The Floating City began to climb to eighty meters above the ground. ”

Clutching the handrail on the parapet beside him, Dalton said in a deep voice, "Full speed... Advance towards the middle of the Valley of Blood. ”

Eighty meters... That's the height at which the Floating City was designed to be a "close ground attack", and while it's enough to avoid most projectile attacks, it's still risky.

But the loud noises and roars coming from outside the floating city had made everyone forget about them, and they ran to their posts almost with their hands and feet, so that the Horn Fort could be up and running as soon as possible.

The pale-faced little wizard was already standing behind the scope of the "Light Sword", clutching the launcher in his hand and looking at Dalton, as if he was afraid that his mentor would let him go again.

"I'll leave everything to you this time, Ain. ”

Unexpectedly, Dalton looked at her with great seriousness: "You may only have one chance at most, and all of us will do our best to fight for you a second time, but... There won't be a third. ”

"If we succeed, we may be able to put an end to this monster invasion, or at least weaken them, buy time for Loren Turin's plans, or give the thousands of soldiers below a chance to retreat. ”

"But if it fails......"

"I'm not going to fail!"

The little wizard biting his lower lip didn't even look up at his mentor anymore, his blue eyes were aimed at the scope: "I'm going to hit, I will!"

Glancing at his apprentice, who had always been very well-behaved and took the initiative to "rebel" against his apprentice for the first time in his life, Dalton Kand, who was in a somewhat strange mood, did not show it, but bowed slightly:

"Let's go!"

..............................

"Boom ——————!!!!"

With the first thunderous sound of the explosion over the Valley of Bloodbones, the defenders of the Valley of Bloodbones finally began to fight back in the face of hundreds of thousands of monsters who were desperate to climb to the heights.

Stone cannons, ignition agents, alchemy bombs, iron crossbow arrows, spears...... All the projectile weapons that could be fired were being poured down as best they could by the warriors of the defenders of the Valley of Blood.

The army of monsters that chose to rush to the high ground from the center was destined to be bombarded from three sides from both the east and west defensive positions, plus the Horn Fort Floating City.

In particular, the Horn Castle Floating City is loaded with a full twelve heavy ballistas crafted by the dwarves of the Silver Helmet, and even from a distance of 500 paces, the alchemy bomb can be smashed exactly above the target it should be hit.

What's more, these dwarven craftsmen don't need to aim at all now, and all they can see are enemies!

The surging army of monsters struggled in this non-stop roar of "sweeping", turning into explosive pieces in the flames and explosions, and then quickly filled up by the rotting corpses surging in the back row, and there were no "casualties" at all.

The golden-red and white "flowers" have completely enveloped the battlefield, and the violent waves have swept every inch of the snow-filled land, and the climbing rotting corpses have been torn apart in the "sea of flowers" and then disappeared.

Their debris filled the trenches of the cliffs, clogged the walls of the fortifications, and were blown up by the blast of the air, and then sprinkled to the ground like rain.

But they are still moving forward.

The terrifying gray-white tide was still slowly but uninterrupted, continuing to advance towards the heights of the Valley of Bloodbones, and even if they fell in pieces, they could not stop their pace in the slightest, so that even the defenders of the Valley of Bloodbones did not know how many rotting demons they had eliminated.

Ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand... If you really destroy so many by yourself, why can't the number of these monsters decrease in the slightest?!

"Boom ————!!!!"

The violent explosion sent a shudder through the Floating City, and the explosion directly below had already begun to ripple into the Hornfort in the air.

"The side parapet is damaged!"

A dwarven craftsman suddenly shouted in panic, "Everyone is holding on, it may be a little ...... next"

Before he finished speaking, the entire floating city trembled!

"Everyone, calm down and get your job done!"

Clutching the handrail tightly, Dalton Kander's expression was still as calm as ever: "Turn on the 'Perseverance as Ice' spell and continue to move forward." ”

"But if this continues, sooner or later we will be affected by the next explosion......"

"Don't climb, keep moving forward - it's the order!" Dalton roared almost hysterically, his voice even drowned out the explosions outside:

"Floating City, keep moving forward!"

"Wizards, get ready and start charging your lightsaber!"

"Abandon the outer parapet wall, everyone retreats into the inner fort, don't have any scruples, do everything possible to protect the inner fort magic array!"

Amid the continuous explosions, the Floating City continued to advance in the direction of the Valley of Bloodbones at the sound of Dalton Kander's orders.

....................................

"That thing is coming towards you. ”

With a caustic tone, Diabo's voice rang in the ears of the Eagle King: "It seems that the Imperials have finally remembered what the key to this war is, and are ready to destroy you, the culprit. ”

"Your Majesty, Great Eagle King, what are you going to do? All the rotting demons are already attacking the high slopes, and I and the evil god apostles of Govait have fallen under the blades of the Imperials. ”

"What are you going to do against that floating city of the Imperials?"

"Oh?" the unchanging Eagle King chuckled, the corners of his pale mouth curled slightly, "The great Ender... Do you want to see me fail miserably?"

"Have you forgotten that now you and your friends are already in a life-and-death relationship with me?"

"It doesn't matter if you can see your true nature exposed. Diapo sneered: "I am very much looking forward to the moment when the mountains and rivers are exhausted, the moment when your face is hideously twisted and your animality is revealed." ”

"By then... Our Majesty the Eagle King, who seems to have everything under control, can we still be as calm as we are now?"

The Eagle King was unmoved: "Then I hope that my performance at that time can satisfy you." ”

"Hmph. Diabo just sneered.

"Please don't be influenced by Diabo's mean attitude, he is misanthropic and malicious towards everything. ”

Ruton, the "unbeliever" of the four gods, spoke softly, with a hint of unbearable persuasion in his words, as if any misunderstanding and pain made him empathize:

"Of the four of us, he is the most supportive of you, Your Majesty. ”

"If it weren't for Diabo's persuasion, Govait would not have been able to agree, and Lymantes insisted that it was just futile – there was no room for resistance in the face of the Holy Cross. ”

"As for me... With all due respect, I can see what you want, and I know better that the world you have promised us is not as good as you say. ”

"Only Diabo... Although his purpose is to witness the ugliest side of you, it is precisely because of this that he will do everything he can to support you. ”

From beginning to end, Diabo the Enderman was silent, and his faint voice seemed to be sneering.

"I understand. The Eagle King bowed slightly, and his voice became much softer, "But the great 'Unbeliever', I need your help—may I ask you, is your apostle ready?"

"Ready. ”

Luton's voice became more and more unbearable: "He was just a poor man who was not recognized in his life, and he followed me with all his heart after death, but unfortunately I have nothing to repay this avenger; ”

"He'll do it – in the world I've planned, everybody gets what they want. ”

The Eagle King smiled indifferently and gently raised the long knife in his right hand.

"Boom ——————!!!!"

With the thunder that shook the sky, a pale monster reappeared on the battlefield of the Valley of Blood, impatiently spreading its claws and wings, and roaring in the sky.

"W-Is that supposed to be ......?"

On the Valley of Blood, all the defending soldiers were stunned, staring at the huge figure that crawled out of the snow and was about to fly.

The skeletal dragon, torn apart by the crimson dragon Grum and charred, once again appeared on the battlefield of the Valley of Blood, roaring and rushing towards the Floating City.