Chapter 001: Cross Mountain War Zone
time, three months later. The kingdom of Lol Cardin, the glorious first year.
Location, Cross Mountains.
Blood.
Every step is blood.
There were corpses lying on the ground.
Dressed in standard armor engraved with the coat of arms of the Kingdom of Carmellot, and wearing a horsehair helmet, he does not look to be more than 30 years old, at least from his face.
Hit by a sledgehammer, General Cicero, a third-order warrior who had fallen to the ground, suddenly woke up from the chaos.
In the earth-shattering shouts and blood, time seemed to freeze at this moment.
"Drink...... Call...... Drink...... Whew......"
Cicero gasped for air, and watched nervously and in a panic at the strangeness around him. There was fog on all sides, and the ground was full of corpses.
"What the hell is going on?"
Cicero kept questioning himself, but the first thing he had to do when he came to his senses was to remove the weight of the dead body that was pressing on him, the weight of the corpse made his chest feel even more difficult to breathe.
"Hmph." Struggling to move away from the corpse crushed against him, Cicero struggled to his feet from the blood-soaked ground, then blankly surveyed the scene around him.
Fire, wind! Blood, corpses, and mist! A bloody and terrifying picture was woven in front of him.
"What is this place?"
"Who am I?"
"Ahh
The memory of the head trauma was confused, and Cicero immediately took off the horsehair helmet on his head. Holding his head tightly, his fingernails sunk deep into his golden hair, and the whole person looked a little insane.
Ten meters away. An orc with a lizard head suddenly found that the enemy he had put down stood up again, immediately lifted a rudimentary hammer in his hand, and ran back with all his might. "Damn humans, come and taste the hammer of the Pict Warriors!"
The barbarian roared at Cicero, spit flying from his hideous mouth.
Moment of truth.
Cicero grabbed the bloody sword at his side and struggled to balance his wobbly body and confront the lizardmen. The mind that had gradually cleared up told him. It's definitely not a good time to think about it.
"Yikes!"
After two rounds of intimidation and dodging, the rampaging lizardmen could no longer hold back and took the lead in attacking Cicero.
"It's now!" Cicero's eyes sank. From the moment the lizardman lifted his arm and raised the hammer, he quickly analyzed the direction where the hammer fell, and the main body parts that the opponent wanted to attack, and then saw the right moment. Instead of dodging, he rolled forward in great thrills.
It makes a noise behind you. The moment the hammer landed, Cicero just jumped to his feet, and his sword just slit the throat of the other party.
The whole action is done in one go, clean and neat, without a trace of mud and water, just like it has been experienced countless times.
Bloody blood sprayed Cicero's head and face, forcing him to wipe his eyes dry, and the viscous blood made Cicero unable to open his eyes.
At the same time.
His Majesty King Lol Cardin, Yang Jiangong personally led a brigade of 300 warriors. and a 300-strong squad of swordsmen, who are pursuing the orc army. However, General Cicero, who was besieged by the orc lizardmen, came to the rescue.
The armies of the Guild Principality were indeed the most unreliable. I really don't know how Moorkin became his archduke.
"Belinger, you go and stop the lizardmen in the fog on the left." Ordered Behringer to take a brigade of shield-wielding warriors to defend against the lizardmen's return rifles. In front of Yang Jiangong and the 300 swordsmen, all the werewolf warriors they met were werewolf warriors wearing heavy armor.
So the question is, where is the lethal point where werewolves are easy to attack?
After countless experiments, the answer is the throat, the throat under the chin is the thinnest part of the werewolf's body, and there are almost no thick and tough rigid body hairs, but some short soft hairs, which cannot stop the silver knife from cutting.
The carotid artery of a werewolf is almost identical to that of a human, so cutting their carotid artery with a weapon is the best choice for the skill type, such a wound will cause the werewolf to lose a lot of blood and lose all its strength and quickly collapse within a few seconds, and the blood spurting from the wound in the artery under the huge pressure of the heart in their body will even spray up to six meters away, even a high-level strong werewolf will not survive more than twenty seconds after the carotid artery is cut.
"He's there!"
Just when Yang Jiangong rescued Cicero and was about to leave this foggy battlefield.
On the lips of Lorkadin Legion Commander Behringer, he kept silently chanting, "...... 50 meters, 40 meters, 30 meters, 20 meters, 10 meters. ”
The formation of 300 glorious warriors armed with two javelins clearly aroused the wrath of the lizardmen. When there were only a dozen meters left, everyone could already see the enemies running out of the fog one after another.
These 'lizardmen' are nearly two meters tall, with large eyes and only three fingers on each hand. The skin is green and scaly, and the body is covered with spots.
Most of their weapons are maces and swords, and they are generally light infantry with first-order classes, and apart from a limited two fig leafs, even leather armor is rare.
"Closer, closer."
Behringer's pupils constricted, and he waited patiently until the enemy was at the best range of the heavy javelin. "It's now!"
"Projection—"
Behringer roared, and compared to the silence of the light javelin, the heavy javelin was projected, with a whistling sound of breaking wind.
The effective killing distance of more than ten meters, the first to bear the brunt, among the nearly 100 lizardmen, there are many who are nailed to the ground by a single shot.
"Offensive formation, forward!"
With Bellinger's command, the convex shield and melee short sword of the Radiant Warrior collided violently with the lizardmen.
By heart, these lizardfolk have hard skin and great strength. If you were an ordinary person, you would probably be knocked over to the ground at the first time, and then your head would be cut off.
It's a pity that their opponents. It is a professional army that has been in a hundred battles.
"Yikes!"
The lizardmen in the front row let out a rough roar, and each time the lizardman slammed into a shield with all his might. While the Radiant Warrior fights with all his strength, several sharp short swords will be stabbed from the side, slitting the throat of the lizardman, or stabbing the lizardman's muscles, releasing its blood and causing it to lose all its strength.
As the commander of the legion, Behringer was firmly guarded at the rear of the battle formation. It is forbidden to engage the enemy in close combat, as if there is no room for negotiation. Even if he had the strength of a third-order knight, it wouldn't work.
"Behringer. Fall back! ”
People have been saved, and there is no need to continue this battle, so Yang Jiangong gave the order to retreat.
In his opinion, Cross Hill was almost untenable. Under the oppression of the orc army. This place will soon change hands.
What happened next.
The Orcs launched an autumn attack, and the human kingdom experienced its first defeat in the mountains due to weather factors, and then due to the fear of the high-ranking nobles of the human city-state, the humans were finally defeated again and again.
As Yang had predicted, control of the Cross Mountains was soon lost by two-thirds.
What Yang Jiangong didn't expect: this piece of rolling mountainous area is located south of the Kingdom of Carmellot, in a cross-shaped. After losing two-thirds of their control, the humans hastily built the city wall. Miraculously succeeded in stopping the Orcs' encroachment. But not because of how strong the walls of humanity are.
It's because of the help of other aliens.
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Since most of the land in the south has been occupied by orcs with animal heads and obvious savage features. For humans, due to the sudden invasion of the orcs and the rapid collapse of the four kingdoms of mankind, humans abandoned millions of civilians.
And these abandoned civilians have since been completely reduced to slaves and coolies under the barbaric whip.
Orcs.
Not so long ago, the so-called Orc Empire, which also inhabited another continent. It is still a lot of scattered small tribes, even if they take the initiative to attack humans, they cannot be the opponents of humans who have already stepped into the era of feudal kingdoms.
But I don't know why, since three years ago, these scattered orc tribes, under the integration of a certain faith, in the shortest possible time, formed today's orc empire led by the lion king tribe.
The orc tribes no longer fought separately as before, they fought under the same battle flag, and their unity and numerical superiority allowed them to face the elven army and judge the situation, avoiding the elven crusade and beginning to invade the humans.
The rapid rise of the Orc Empire and the collapse of the Human Kingdom have aroused the vigilance of the northern dwarves. There was a covenant between Lol Cardin and the dwarves.
In fact, not only dwarves, but also other alien races adjacent to humans began to do it.
The Fairy Forest unites with the Quack Tiger Clans in the Grandmother River Basin to warn the Orcs to immediately stop their war of aggression against humans, otherwise they will use voodoo and pollute the water source of the Grandmother River, on which they depend.
Fearing contamination of the lower reaches of the Grandmother River, the orcs reluctantly agreed to an armistice proposed by the human city-state, but on the condition that they refuse to return all the land they had gained during the war and all human prisoners of war.
King Lol Cardin and the Grand Duke of the Guild did not take a stand, but King Wesley of Carmellot was the first to agree, and completely abandoned all human territory south of the Cross Mountains, and all the indigenous human beings there.
The armistice was officially signed, just when many Camelot people thought they could recuperate and take a big breath.
The Centaur Hunting Clan from the Orc Empire swept across the Cross Mountains to the hinterland of the Carmellot Kingdom via the Raid Path.
These centaur clans, who are no different from cattle in the eyes of humans, burn down human villages and fields, and plunder rich towns. And they killed all the adult males, and took only the women and children and brought them back to be used as grazing laborers.
Centaurs are natural cavalrymen and raiders, but their physical limitations prevent them from climbing and breaching human walls, but like locusts, they are destroying the foundations of human city-states outside the walls, under the noses of humans.
In a word.
Humanity is in an incomparably dark age.
Humanity is in an age where blood and fire are sprayed and burned everywhere.
Humanity is in a time when homes are being plundered, lives are trampled upon, and there is little food to eat.
Never-ending greed brings only never-ending war.
The never-ending flow of blood and fire is pushing humanity into the abyss of destruction and burning.
Those who sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, trapped in hardship and chains, civilization no longer advances, and evil is everywhere.
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After a full year of being looted and harassed by the centaurs. The Kingdom of Carmellot had no choice, the army was all placed on the Cross Mountain, and the army in the hinterland of the kingdom could not do the centaurs, so they could only live on the relief of the Lorkadin Kingdom and the Guild Principality in the rear.
Due to the scarcity of food and a large reduction in the civilian population, the nobles lost their glory, and the soldiers stopped fighting for glory.
The corpses of civilians who died of starvation, in all the dark corners of the city, began to rot, maggots. Soon after, the plague began to run rampant.
In that glorious and proud era, the nobles of the Carmellot kingdom could salute each other and gracefully utter praises like a psalm.
And in this dark and disaster-ridden era, the nobles will only stand there like vexatious shrews, scolding and blaming each other. The division and enmity of the human kingdom seemed to be predictable with King Carmelott's beheading of the Guild King and the first defeat of humanity at the hands of the Centaurs.
With the collapse of the Triple Alliance, the once wise and proud race of mankind has completely returned to the dark and rancid era. Even the dwarven tribes, the fairy forests, and the quack tiger clans are completely disappointed with humans.
Seeing that human beings were breeding civil strife, and the orcs south of the Cross Mountains were ready to move again, the Orc Emperor gathered more than 300,000 orc troops, and regathered under the battle banner of 'Guardian', waiting for the opportunity, trying to give the most fatal blow to the defeated race of humans.
And next, where the fate of mankind will go has become a proposition that no one can solve.
In this dark age when there is no light to see, in the southernmost part of the human world, the kingdom of Lorkadan has not been replaced by darkness and rancidity.
The light and dense rain flowers, like a misty fog, white everything, weave the real and illusory world in front of you into a misty net.
The ethereal drizzle, like thousands of silver threads, fell from the sky and from the eaves, forming rows of small water droplets, which looked like a crystal clear bead curtain.
The drizzle outside the window, as well as the dripping raindrops, are like a beautiful little dance music, so that Yang Jiangong, who has not slept all night, can't help but relax a little, tempted by the whole world outside the window.
"Whew, time flies so fast, it's been a year since the Battle of Cross Mountain."
Relaxing the fatigue of a sleepless night, his attention began to shift to the hazy rain scene outside the window, and he looked at the completed walls of Lorkadan standing in the rain, and opened his mouth to exhale a long breath. (To be continued......)