Chapter 151: Marg
At the will of Sauron, the re-submitted king of mercenaries gave her latest order:
"The S-Class Black Hawk Mercenary Regiment merged with the S-Class Phantom Mercenary Regiment and gathered all the men in the Mercenary City who were taller than the wheels of the chariot to form an Imperial Expeditionary Army. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½β
Sauron took a giant legion of hundreds of thousands of men from the City of Mercenaries, and almost all the gold coins.
Just like ten years ago, Sauron gathered all the berserkers, and the crown on Pesci's head was the lightest crown of kings in the world. But this time it was a little different in that Zoro had taken something else from her.
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The Wall of Despair north of Claston, the royal city of the North.
Legend has it that it was created by the gods to divide two different worlds.
It was a magnificent military fortress, and it was once the only military force in the Great 6 of the North that was not nominally under the control of the Grand Duke of the North. Later, it was conquered by the bloodless soldiers of Sauron.
In the morning, a milky white mist filled the longwall of despair, thirty feet high, and a steady stream of imperial expeditionary armies arrived in the whole world.
The Sky Empire's all-out war order. In the coming year, there will be a steady stream of people going to Middle-earth.
Winter has passed, spring has arrived, and although the sun has not yet been seen, the whole fortress is burning.
The sky in the early morning is slightly fragrant, and the night rain washes away all the dust, and even the fragrance of jasmine is rendered in **.
With the wind blowing, it drifts into the pores of every breath.
Keg, who was once the captain of the Reinhardt family's personal guard. Ten years later, he is now the Grand Master of the Northern Knights, the leader of the Wall of Despair.
"Immovable as a mountain, solid as a rock! You have reached the borders of the northern kingdoms of the world. Now, go back now. In the name of Rudolph, King of the North, the Knights of the North will strangle all the invaders! β
Countless imperial expeditions were turned away by Keg and his Northern Knights.
Black Hawk Commander Vic bowed his back, his head bowed, his eyes squinted, and his hands behind his back. Keeping his eyes on the fortress, "Even a million troops can't conquer this fortress." Looks like we're going back the way we came. β
Jenny, the leader of the Phantom Troupe, was wearing a white leather armor, and her tight leather pants fully outlined the curves of her lower body. Wearing a pair of shiny long riding boots, he walked to Vic's side and glanced up at the fortress, "Vic, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed." Don't forget, our Legion Commander is a ...... God! β
Following Jenny's gaze, Vic saw a wyvern step onto the top of the Wall of Despair fortress.
Lion claws, snake tails, fleshy wings, and scaly skin.
"Roar~~~"
A loud roar that shook the heavens and the earth caused the air to burst.
Zoro stared at Keg, the middle-aged man with a beard in front of him didn't look like the twenty-year-old he remembered, but a young man.
But as always, there are a pair of determined eyes under his two crooked eyebrows, and at a glance he knows that he is a warrior with both courage and faith.
Beneath a straight nose is a large mouth with two thick lips.
"Keg! A domestic servant of the Reinhardt family? β
Keg was stared at with a thunderclap of light, and his heart was broken with panic. Seeing a flying dragon transform into a young man, he felt as if a thunderbolt had caught in his head, his limbs suddenly became numb, and he finally fell to his knees.
Strictly speaking, even Rudolph, the current king of the north, is a servant of one man.
Throughout the Northern Kingdom today, everyone worships the god of the sky.
Buzzββββββββ
Five minutes later, the huge stone door opened in both directions. Phantom Leader Jenny and Black Hawk Leader Vic glanced at each other and smiled meaningfully, "Vic, don't always think about escaping. We will eventually take revenge on the evil Howling Empire, not to mention that you should be glad to have a god standing behind us today! β
An imperial expedition through the Wall of Despair.
William, Rudolph, Claudia, Catherine, Lina, Alice............ Ten years later, familiar faces began to appear in front of Zoro's eyes.
All over the world, there are wars everywhere.
The banner of the mutilated Northern Kingdom was still fluttering in the wind, and in the horizon, there was still the remnant sun in front of him, and there were still a few broken corpses hanging on the sparse trees.
"In the name of King Rudolph of the Northern Kingdoms, today is the ninth year of the offensive against the Howling Legion. Just yesterday, the Howling Legion advanced another 1oo miles. Three cities were captured......"
The 76-year-old general Marg and the only hundred soldiers left with him lay in the trenches, clutching their crossbows in their hands.
Another blazing stone bullet exploded in front of her, and General Marge felt that her eardrums had no reaction to it.
The simple action was repeated over and over again, lying down, rolling on its side, hiding in the pit of the next stone projectile, and then probing and shooting arrows.
General Marge's chest felt like it was about to explode, and it smelled of gunsmoke, smelling worse than horse manure.
For a brief moment, General Marge felt that everything seemed to be a dream, or just a nightmare.
He remembers a maxim, "There is never justice in so-called wars, only winners write history." β
These words rang out over and over again in his head, and he was so sad that he wanted to roar. Because more and more people surrender to the Legion of the Wailing, evil is about to overwhelm good, and evil is about to become right.
General Marg jumped out of the trench and shouted to everyone. "Warriors! We are doomed to die here! Don't be afraid, pick up your sword, and rush overβ"
Just as a stone bullet exploded in front of him, General Marg's habitual tinnitus also happened to happen.
He didn't hear anything, but everyone didn't seem to hear what he was saying.
Probably infected by General Marg's strange atmosphere. Seeing a team of howling soldiers touching it, one by one the soldiers of the kingdom jumped out of the trench and rushed towards the enemy~~~
One by one, the lives of each other turned into silent corpses on the battlefield in the next second. But no one felt the so-called honor or anything.
This war, which has lasted for ten years, is simply too long. It was so long that the soldiers were tired of the war and regarded dying as relief.
Everyone just yearns for a piece of land, a green field. There was no blood in it, only clear running water. There is no smell of gunpowder smoke either, and I would rather smell all the horse manure.
There was no seeping roar of the Howling Legion, and the sound of birds was in my ears. Soldiers resist hoes and farm tools, not spears and battle flags~~~~
Even when they reached this step, several foot knights wearing the king's badge were still numb to behead all the soldiers who fled and retreated. It is used to punish those who are afraid of death who flee from the battle.
"Solid as a rock, immobile as a mountain."
This is the oath that every soldier makes to the king.
And what is called an oath, only unswerving to death is called an oath.
In general, today's Howling Legion, although the number is still large enough, their individual strength is no longer as good as before.
On the skull of the white flower. It's still flaming, but it's also a faint green. The sword pierced into their chests, and it bleeds. Chop off their heads, and they will all die.
Seeing a large number of howling soldiers, a dense and large area swept from the field of vision.
General Marg was completely disappointed, he gave up the idea of fighting any more, and quietly took two steps back. There were less than ten people around.
After this battle, 35 of our legions were killed and 9 were wounded, and most of the rest fled.
Killed 15ooo people of the Howling Legion.
In the hinterland plains of the Northern Kingdoms, which had become the front line, the fields and hillsides that had been verdant and green a day ago were now covered with bloody corpses, wounded, and countless mutilated limbs, and the green plains had almost turned bright red.
In fact, the Howling Corps has powerful long-range firepower corps. Everywhere they covered, it would turn black.
"General!??
The knight on foot, with the king's coat of arms engraved on his breastplate, looked at General Marg beside him, waiting for his final order.
"It's irretrievable, we've failed, and no amount of death will help. Let's all go......"
In an instant, General Marg seemed to be ten years old. There was a mixture of sigh and helplessness in his tone, "As the general of the last legion, I failed to live up to the king's expectations, and in the end I could not stop the advance of the Howling Legion. I shouldn't be alive. β
More than a dozen knights on foot raised their shields in their hands, and it was clear that no one obeyed the general's orders.
In the words of one of the foot knights, "General, today we may be able to take a step back, but tomorrow where can we retreat?? β
Woowoowoooo......oo
With a strange whimpering sound, a large wave of howling soldiers was approaching. Up close, people can already see that they are white skeleton faces, two balls, green fire flashing in the eye sockets, looking extremely weird.
"Cry, human. In the name of the Lich King, we will ββββββ"
There was a creak, and an arrow slashed through.
There was a strange crisp sound from the thin figure in armor, and the originally low head slowly lifted, and at the same time, two green flames appeared at once, and then quickly extinguished.
An arrow hit the forehead, the skull twisted, his eyes were cold like an ancient lamp about to go out, and a cold snort containing slave anger seemed to come out of his nose, and he slowly withered to the ground.
Wooββ-
Woo Woo -
A mournful trumpet sound was followed by a dense rain of arrows.
Crunchy.
The howling soldier within a distance of 300 meters felt a numb sensation in the part of the arrow, and there was a smell of burnt meat.
It doesn't hurt much at first, but after a few minutes you feel a hot pain.
Green blood splatters. When the Howling Soldier is hit by an arrowhead, he does not feel pain immediately, but only slowly after a few seconds of being shot, and first feels a burning sensation of being burned from the wound, and then a radial puncture.
In general, death from a bullet is mainly due to excessive blood loss.
With the exception of the arrow that directly hits the brain and destroys the skull, causing the Howling Soldier to die instantly. Hitting other parts of the body has a death process, and experience has shown that a Howling Soldier still has 3o seconds of action time after being shot in the heart, and is fully able to resist before dying, so most archers and snipers will choose to shoot the head instead of the heart.
"General Marg! Youlan is here~~~~"
Three thousand elven archers rushed from behind the hills.
Marge seemed a little confused at first, but after a glance around. His eyes suddenly became clear, his hands clenched into fists, and he roared, "Warriors, kill!" β
Cross sword, slashed at the head of a howling soldier.
A crunch sound was heard. The bones shattered inch by inch from the middle, and the green fire in the skeleton's eyes burned and flickered for a while, but it was still dimly extinguished, and then the head was slightly lowered, and the whole body fell.
The support of 3,000 wood elf archers caused the 5,000-strong Howling Legion to temporarily retreat and be crushed a thousand meters away.
The blood-red sunset is fading. The two sides faced each other to the death, neither retreating, nor rushing to kill, nor did any side fight for the corpses and discarded weapons on the battlefield. It's like the gaze of two tigers facing each other, and neither can leave the battlefield first.
"It's Yulan!?" Marge was a little shocked by the elves' help.
Yulan was wearing a green close-fitting armor that accentuated her slender figure, and the silver hip-length waist-length waistcoat was draped over the waistcoat, which was gently held by a silver ribbon. Wherever you go, you'll be able to catch everyone's eye.
The beauty of the elves. It's exciting. Especially the Elven Queen Yulan!
In the beautiful and delicate facial features, there is a pair of purple eyes, which always reveal a natural nobility. At this moment, she looked at Marge with a pair of eyes, raised a faint eyebrow, and said next. "Brave general, King Rudolph's messenger has come to the gathering place of the wood elves, and let us come to the rescue."
Yulan stretched out an arm, naturally pressed it to his chest, and bowed slightly.
The waterfall is long, silky and shiny, and flutters elastically in the breeze.
Along the pointed ears, slid over the white neck, plump and long figure. There is a kind of Fengyi that cannot be said or caught.
"If you come to my aid, then the Wood Elf camp doesn't have enough strength to resist the Howling Legion...... The ending is still the same. β
Marge's cloudy eyes filled with helplessness.
"No, General Marg. A large number of reinforcements arrived, so that the evil legion besieging the Wood Elf camp had already collapsed. Yulan smiled.
It just made Marg feel unbelievable. "Reinforcements!? Do we have any reinforcements in the Northern Kingdom? Unlessβ"
Youlan nodded at Marge's puzzled gaze, in Marge's memory, she had never seen the Elf Queen, the Elven Great Sage Youlan look at her so happily.
"Marg. Not so long ago, the god of the sky had returned. And the first order of the Sky God's return was to gather all the warriors of the Sky Empire and attack this land that had been corrupted by the Howling Legion for ten years. The soldiers arriving at the elven camp are boundless, and behind us are two hundred thousand soldiers approaching. Yes, you heard it right, it's a fact! The time has come for us to fight back against the enemy. (To be continued.) )