"Claudia, summoner. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe image of the god of the sky is not as tall and sacred as you think! ”

Walk side by side on the road. Hearing Zoro's words, under the bumpy gray hat, Claudia's eyes were like a fanatical believer, slightly different, this fanaticism was full of admiration.

"I don't care."

In fact, during these ten minutes, Claudia's eyes never left Zoro's cheeks.

It wasn't until twenty meters ahead that two Chosen Templars suddenly shouted, "What person? ”

The female knights, dressed in bright and delicate armor, all knelt on one knee and were surrounded by them.

Lina, the daughter of the eagle, stands in front of a white horse.

The sun shone on her beautiful head, which was scattered over her body, like a small brown waterfall, undulating and glittering with golden light.

The head of the Lady of the Eagle has a lively, distinct, golden-like color, and is the most beautiful part of Lina's body.

Appearance, Lina and Catherine look a little similar. The same skin is as white as new, peeling fresh ling, a melon seed face. It's just that compared to this face, Sauron would like to see Catherine more.

Pity...... The most frustrating news for him was that Catherine had long since become a traitor to humanity, and had sided with the evil camp eight years ago.

"I am the wife of the god of the sky, Lina, the queen of the eagles."

Although this is a false name, it still has some weight to the ears of the Chosen Templars. It's just that falling into Sauron's ears has become something else.

Stretching out the void barrier, Zoro and Claudia disappeared into Lina's eyes at the same time.

Only an oracle from the god of the sky came, "Lina...... Starting today, I declare that the Eagle's Nest people will be pardoned for their sins, and all the fleeing Eagle's Nest people can be freed. You too. ”

Lina fell to her knees, first her throat dry, then her whole body trembling slightly, and finally tears uncontrollably welling out, and a low, echo of the valley came from her chest.

A suppressed, painful sigh seemed to be pulled out of the depths of her soul with difficulty.

…………

Countless mercenaries drove to the designated area and assembled under the battle flags of the two S-class giants Black Eagle and Phantom, the red-eyed Jenny and the Bick, who likes to bow his head and squint.

Thousands of mercenary warriors, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, swept through the two cities of the Howling Legion and the vast area occupied by the Howling Legion around the city in nine days.

On the first day, as soon as the onslaught began, the Legion of the Wailing decisively abandoned the first city, leaving only a part of the surveillance posts.

After a few days, they abandoned the second city and moved to the third left fortress.

On the tenth day, the infantry units of the Imperial Expeditionary Army began to attack.

Ordinary people and mercenaries are not regular soldiers, so the way to attack is also to attack with the most direct method of human sea wave warfare.

There were a total of sixteen black lines in front of and behind, and dense waves of human heads rolled over the trenches placed by the Howling Legion outside the city.

Gray people drift. Swinging, scattering, noisy near the smashed walls, rolling up layer by layer, pouring in.

From the perspective of the Legion of the Crying, even at night.

From behind the gray charred ruins, from behind the undulating waves of gray people, there were a continuous and even greater number of human warriors. Rushing forward with the light of fire, the shouts of killing shook the heavens and the earth, rushing towards the sky, fluttering in the air.

"There are too many enemies. We've got to go backwards. ”

"Huh?" The howling soldier standing beside the captain trembled reflexively, and looked around with the skull, but now that there was no one around, he breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "The commander's order is to let us stay here, my lord." Even if it's fighting to the last man......"

The captain hadn't finished listening to the soldiers. Then he turned around, "Soldier, if you want to be buried here, I have no objection. The Legion Leader can never prevail against the Lich King's will. Especially...... A short, ugly legionnaire. ”

In the ears of the soldiers, although he had heard the captain say this sentence many times, this time the difference was that this time he was more determined.

Ten seconds later, the black skull banner swayed from side to side, and the tens of thousands of howling soldiers on the entire front all fled in the same direction. Completely abandoned the defense of this military fortress that was about to fall.

Up and down the mountain, there were all howling soldiers who had evacuated the fortress and fled everywhere.

Jenny led the elite Phantom Mercenary warriors in pursuit, but was stopped by Black Hawk Grand Master Vic. "Don't chase. Jenny. The Black Forest is in the mountains, and there is a risk of ambushes. ”

Hearing the warning of the Black Hawk Grand Master Vic, Jenny really gave up the pursuit. Because of the order of the god of war, it was only to conquer this fortress. And if you want to completely wipe out the Howling Legion. This is certainly not a task that can be accomplished in the heat of the moment.

Dense crowds of howling soldiers run through the forest all day until they are sure that the humans are not chasing them.

The Captain of the Howling Brigade looked up and looked up from the sparse foliage. The nearby mountains were covered with trees, revealing a thick green.

In the distance, the mountains were also covered with trees, and it was dark. "Hell, the Black Forest."

"Captain, we have no food, and the soldiers are hungry and thirsty. We need at least a hundred fresh humans to fill our bellies. ”

Listening to the soldier's words, the captain was even more annoyed. Turning around, a hammer smashed the opponent's head.

"Shut up."

Seeing the soldiers he had killed, the captain's anger decreased slightly. Sticking out a scarlet tongue, he licked the green liquid from his face, and in a state of extreme hunger and exhaustion, he seemed to feel that the blood of his kind was also quenching his thirst.

"Alright, soldiers, kill the injured weaklings around you, and now we will have something to eat!"

As soon as the captain gave the order, the bitter soldiers who were staring at him around him immediately became excited, constantly waving their weapons in their hands, smashing their wounded companions around them, and then eating and drinking wildly.

But at this moment-

"Hey, what idiots."

Suddenly, a thin voice came from the forest. It's like a dead man whispering.

"Who? -- Who's talking! The captain waved the mace in his hand, a pair of dancing green flames, vigilantly scanning any wind and grass around him.

This is the depths of the forest, so quiet that you can hear the sound of leaves falling to the ground, the occasional crow flapping its wings, and the ground densely covered with sheep's tooth grass and ferns, and a few long insects scurrying out from time to time.

The sky had already gradually darkened, there was no trace of moonlight, the trees were faint, there was a phosphorus fire flashing in front, ghosts and shadows, "Whoa~Whoa~" There were a few wolf howls in the distance, making the whole forest even more eerie.

A gloomy bleak sun shrouded this strange forest. Sometimes, the forest is as quiet as if everything is sleeping in the fear of death.

The leader of the tens of thousands of howling soldiers, the leader of the howling brigade shook his head and instructed the two howling soldiers to explore in the direction he suspected.

Crunch, crunch.

No sooner had they walked out than twenty paces away, and the heads of the two howling soldiers came 9o degrees.

Two things that fell from mid-air, with a pair of sleek fleshy wings covered in slime. At the same time, the two incompatibles have sharp fangs and claws, and there is not a single hair on their soft skin, and their ears are exaggeratedly pointed.

On the backs of the two winged ghosts, there are two Wailing Knights in even more sophisticated black armor.

Behind the Winged Ghost Knight, in the dark shadow where he couldn't see his five fingers, the person who came out turned out to be a dwarf, less than half the height of a normal person.

Staring at the twisted face of the Captain of the Crying Brigade. The gnome's eyes were full of disappointment, "It's strange that the human legion didn't chase and kill. Our ambush has completely turned into a superfluous move. …… And how dare you disobey my commands. ”

Apparently, the gnomes had expected that the Captain of the Howling Brigade would not obey orders. But he didn't expect that the humans didn't chase and kill, and he was angry with the captain.

From the perspective of the Howling Captain, the dwarf in front of him has two hairy arms and two sharp fangs. At the same time, his chin has some loose mustaches that are as hard as steel needles.

Closer to the angle, how should we describe this face, "disordered, rugged, mediocre, vulgar, melancholy, depressed, or is it an ordinary public face?" ”

Under the backdrop of that short and stocky figure, probably all people will not look at it seriously, and they will label him ugly. Even in the eyes of the Howling Soldiers and the Evil Race, this is an ugly guy in the truest sense of the word.

Even the lower half of his body had turned into a winged ghost-like leg covered with nodules. The dwarf has been evilized, but it still can't change the fact that he was once human.

If Captain Wailing remembers correctly, the human name of this dwarf is Yoland. Dimer. Everies.

"Gnome, I advise you not to ............"

The Captain of the Howling Brigade was only halfway through his words, and there was no follow-up. Because a sharp spear had shattered his entire skull. In Dimo's opinion, this would be a good warning to other howling soldiers who did not obey orders and looked down on themselves.

The boundless plains are flat and vast.

Like a huge dark green jade disc, vast and immense, the spirit is breathtaking.

A continuous plain, stretching out under the sky, without hills, should have been as calm as the sea on a calm day.

However, in the past month, it has been filled with madness, blood, and hatred. Produce more blood, corpses.

A month ago, a dense mass of howling soldiers poured out of the Black Forest at the end of the plain.

With nearly a million mercenary soldiers, fighting, stalemate, seesawing, and melee.

The size of the Howling Legion that rushed to support was only a few hundred thousand.

The Imperial Expeditionary Force consumes tens of thousands of soldiers killed every day, while the enemy Howling Legionnaires suffer very few casualties.

The war has continued to escalate to this day. The Legion of the Wailing uses a new type of weapon.

"Your Majesty, the Legion of the Wailing uses this weapon, and we can't resist it."

This new type of war equipment that looks familiar and unfamiliar, more than a meter long, is used by the Howling Legion.

In Sauron's mind, the crossbow was supposed to be a weapon for infantry to effectively restrain cavalry and heavy infantry charges.

In combat, the disadvantage of a crossbow is that it takes much longer to reload than a bow, but it has a longer range, greater lethality, and a higher hit rate than a bow. The requirements for the user are also relatively low, and eventually it has become a high-power long-range killing weapon that will always exist on the battlefield.

A crossbow has a range of up to 6oo meters.

But this modified crossbow, with a longer crossbow arm, has no bowstring. It uses a power called a 'magic crystal' to shoot iron bullets. Not only is the range powerful, but also the firing is fast.

A magic crystal can support about a hundred shots, and in this process, the soldier holding this magic crystal crossbow only needs to constantly reload iron bullets.

"What do you think?"

Sauron handed the 'Magic Crossbow' into a pair of rough hands.

Vanon. As the first Casting Master of the Sky Empire.

A simple vest made his entire back look black and shiny, as if it had been coated with a layer of oil.

Holding the weapon that had been collected from the enemy, Vanon had his big eyes sunken into his hands, and his rough hands. Stroking the crossbow back and forth, the expression was like that of a master artist looking at a priceless work of art.

The back of his hand was crawling with earthworm-like veins, stroking the lines on the crossbow back and forth. The movements are slow and gentle.

Finally, as Sauron waited patiently, Vanon raised his head, his weather-beaten face full of wrinkles, his forehead lines and blindfold covered with a layer of white frost, and the horns were as heavy as furrows.

"We can make such weapons. It's just that the Magic Crystal is a mineral, and we don't know anything about it. ”

Vanon voiced his concerns.

The Legion's crossbow is a lethal weapon that is commonly used because it doesn't require much training to operate, and even a low-level Howling Soldier can quickly become a combat master, with an incredibly high hit rate. Enough to kill an armored knight who has spent his entire life training in combat.

The death of Grand Master Vic of Black Hawk is a good warning.

As a highly skilled legional commander, he was twice shot by the Howling Soldier's crossbow and died of his wounds in the second time.

The death of such a great man at the hands of an ordinary or lowly howling soldier was simply appalling for the imperial army.

The gnome foundries who have just arrived in the Northern Kingdoms and crossed the wall of despair are probably numbering more than 50,000.

In the Wall of Despair, there is enough iron ore to store, and there are enough tools for minting. It will take about a month to start replicating and mass-producing the legions.

And within a month of liberation, the hundreds of thousands of mercenary legions on the plains could only continue to suffer.

The entire plain battlefield is currently in charge of the Phantom Grand Master Jenny. Under her men, so far, there are still more than a dozen regimental commanders who have survived.

The death of Grand Master Vic of Black Hawk was a big blow to Jenny. But no matter how sad she was, without the order to retreat, she could only wander this battlefield and die. (To be continued.) )