Otherwise, even if the Western Realm is rich and rich, it is impossible to make such an air knight order. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It seems that the main army of the White Forest has all arrived. It's a big battle. …… It is also a battle that will determine the survival of the North! ”

Despite having previously chopped off the head of the commander of the White Forest Legion, the Grand Duke of the Westlands quickly appointed his new commander for his outpost.

Yes, for the million-strong army of the West, the 200,000-strong army of the White Forests is just an outpost.

"Soldiers, sacrificing to besiege their homeland is an honorable choice. As a soldier, it is an honor from God to be able to experience such a great battle. The Westlanders are coming in abundance, but they will not be victorious. Because of this war, we will surely cover the Black Swamp with the corpses of the Westsiders. Today, we are fearless here, and today, we will fight here with blood! Roar--"

A loud roar that shook the heavens and the earth caused the air to burst.

The more times like this come, the more necessary it is to boost the morale of the soldiers. After all, the scale of the White Forest Legion is so large, and the 5,000-strong Knights in the Sky are like a sword blade inserted in the hearts of soldiers in the north.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, there was a crackle, and the bones of Zoro's whole body exploded, causing the northern soldiers to generally raise their foreheads!

Lion claws, snake tails, fleshy wings, and scaly skin.

"Roar~~~"

A dragon over 50 meters in length flew into the air, spreading its wings and flying above its own legion. Followed by the giant eagle transformed by the two thousand wood elves, plus the five hundred unicorn knights owned by the northern realm, in an instant, the sky above the head of the Fourth Legion, the condensation of combat power in the air was even more shocking than that of the White Forest.

"Array! --- Forward! ”

The Fifth Army marched in full order and set up a battle line in the Black Swamp. The archers are in front, the spearmen are in the center, and the swordsmen and other reserves are behind.

Woowoo――――――

The loud sound of the horn shook the sky. When the army of 400,000 white forests shouted loudly, "There will be gains and losses, and there will be gains and losses!" While such a slogan was advancing, the combat morale of the entire White Forest Legion was as high as 500 points.

If you want to get it, you have to pay, and for the soldiers of the White Forest, war has cost them a corresponding amount of physical strength, courage, and even life. And when he paid, he got the prosperity of the west and fulfilled his responsibilities for loyalty. It is a supreme honor, and a noble character.

This pride in self-identity makes the eyes of every White Forest soldier bloodthirsty. Especially when the flag of the seven-colored elk in the west is five or six times more than the flag of the war bear in the north.

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“…… Claiston's departed heroes are like the frozen war bears in the sky. ”

“…… Tread the earth of the world and save the lost lamb from the clutches of the ice wolf. ”

“…… The War Bears are attacking, and the people of the North are united and fraternal like brothers. ”

“…… Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me perish, until all hardships and obstacles are a thing of the past. ”

“…… The enemy surrounding Claiston is really boring. ”

“…… The banner of the war bear will surely be planted in the general's head! ”

I don't know from that corner, the sky above the entire Fourth Legion floated this ode to October, the distant and ancient battle song of the northern frontier of Claiston.

Many old soldiers, or nobles, whenever this ancient war song came to their ears, it spilled tears of sorrow again.

Not long since

"Immovable as a mountain, solid as a rock!!"

A single roar on the ancient battlefield will make the enemy tremble!

The Bear Warriors of the North are all heroes, they have never feared anyone with weapons in their hands, and they never leave any chance for the enemy on the battlefield of killing.

It's a pity that under the offensive of the White Forest army, the northern border was completely defeated, and most of the once invincible War Bear Legion has now become a pile of white bones and no longer exists.

The effect of this war song awakened many lost souls. The desolate atmosphere made most people determined to die, and the morale of their own battle reached 500 points, which was on par with the White Forest Legion, which was several times their size.

It was only a few seconds after the aftermath dissipated that a louder Imperial War Song suddenly sounded from the leading ranks of the two thousand Eagle Warriors, overshadowing all the momentum and echoing and roaring through the Black Swamp.

"The walls of the city were as white as frost. The magnificent temple is my heart's desire! ”

"The mountains are shaking, the earth is shaking, and the bitter cold wind pierces the warrior's backbone!"

"The extension of the blade is the tip of the tongue of a god of death, tasting the blood of the enemy with the heart and stripping the soul of the loser from the body!"

"The king's anger is unstoppable, on the way forward, I will bombard all the enemies to slag, and then I will bow deeply and thank you, congratulations on becoming cannon fodder for the most powerful empire in the world!"

"Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die!" With the power of the earth in our hands, we never lack the courage to kill, and our banner roars and flutters in the wind and snow behind us! ”

"I, a conqueror, a warrior...... Stepping on the tired bones, I'm coming! I'll see you! I conquer! ”

The Imperial Warsong is over.

The captain of the Heavenly Wing Royal Guard suddenly raised the spear in his hand, raised his arms and shouted! The strong fighting morale and the courage that spewed out all of them made almost everyone dumbfounded! "Eagle Man, the happiest and most glorious thing in life is to be able to die in a hearty battle. The dense ants are nothing more than a group of clowns who are greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

"Hail to the Great! Hail to the Empire! ”

Your battle morale continues to rise, 500 points, 600 points, 700 points, 900 points!

As Sauron saw in his eyes, the existence of two thousand Celestial Wing warriors had sublimated a 'sad' legion with glory, and the morale of the battle soared from 500 all the way to a state where it was about to explode.

Two thousand Heavenly Wing warriors stood at the forefront of the array of tens of thousands of people! They raise their spears, they shout! They salute the bloody battle that is coming! Heroic courage is enough to stimulate a farmer who usually only farms to become a bloodshot madman in an instant.

The Eagle Man forged the personality of a martyr in battle.

In the aftermath of the Great War, in the yellowed scrolls, the entire empire will inevitably rewrite its own war history.

The courage of the eagle people will make the world reluctant to smell these strong breaths, and no one will want to approach their true hearts, because this is a group of warriors who will slaughter them.

On this vast battlefield, if the Eagle Man is only a speck of dust in the breath of hundreds of thousands of soldiers on both sides.

Then the air phalanx that is about to rise into the sky is the bloodthirsty demon king who is ready to move in this grand atmosphere!

Blood is the dust of war, and it is not the philosophers who write the history of the empire, but the bloody swords in the hands of the warriors.

-- This is an undeniable fact.

Fanaticism comes from the valiant people. And under their inspiration, passed on to every soldier in the north.

The accumulated organs felt the madness of the battlefield, and the blood and tears dripping were flesh and blood with an iron will.

As the most elite existence, the Celestial Wing Warrior has the skill of Falling Sky Strike, which can support any point on the battlefield. It's going to be a powerful and shocking Holy City skill.

Transform into a flying dragon and take off with two thousand giant eagles to shock the five thousand air knights in the White Forest and boost their morale.

After all, before the victory or defeat of the army is decided, the combat power in the air can affect the tilt of the battlefield scale.

Circling in circles, he finally climbed into the air, about to break through the clouds, and with his powerful eyesight, Sauron was still able to take in everything on the battlefield below.

Finally, the White Forest Legion of the Western Realm, in the eyes of the flying dragon, began to move.

"Go to war―――――― attack the last lonely city in the north, and crush the last struggle of the people in the north! Kill the enemy, Soldiers of the White Forest, and we can go home with glory. In the White Forest...... There are your wives and lovers waiting to be reunited. ”

With the sound of the noisy horn, the White Forest Legion lined up a phalanx, and basically every phalanx team had a White Forest noble general.

They shouted, military orders came and went, and the shouts of soldiers shook the sky.

Soon, a group of 10,000 spearmen with arrows flying into the sky stood out from the White Forest Legion, like a rushing herd of beasts, dodging the rain of arrows from archers, trying to penetrate the entire Black Swamp.

War brings carnage and death, a vicious battle in the early morning.

It all started when the Black Swamp began to devour the body of the first living.

"Ready!"

With the cheers, thousands of crossbow shooters, silently pulling the strings and releasing arrows, with a soaring murderous aura, like the infantry behind them, they had already made up their minds to live and die together.

"Most of these spearmen are cannon fodder legions made up of slaves, and the White Forest Legion doesn't care if they live or die, so this is just a tentative attack. We're going to save arrows and stop firing arrows! ”

Following Sauron's call, five hundred northern air cavalry decisively rode a winged unicorn and stepped on the ground.

The solid armor and 5-meter-long arbitration lance allowed them to sprint back and forth in mid-air without having to land. The Arbitration of the Paladin, a chic name. A mixture of spear and sword. At the top is a simple cross blade, underneath which is 5-10 cm long with an iron guard to prevent the tip of the spear from breaking off or being cut off.

Unicorn, snow-white throughout. It looks like a horse with white horns and white wings.

With a brisk and powerful start on the flat ground, the horse's hooves splashed a little spark on the cobblestone road, and the moment it stepped into the sky, it was like a gust of wind.

When the Paladin arbitrated and decided to kill the first soldier of the West, the puddles in the Black Marsh Wetlands were immediately soaked in reddish-brown, and the blood could not coagulate. At the same time, the moment the unicorn hissed, the haze over the swamp could not be dispersed.

The seemingly unremarkable swampy wetlands are often seen by the people of the North as monsters that can suck people into a bottomless pit. So, compared to the threat from the air, the real danger comes from the feet of ten thousand spearmen.

All the five hundred air cavalry had to do was to harass and attack the pikemen, so that they could be thrown into disarray, and if they were not careful, they would be swallowed up by the swamp.

As the 10,000 spearmen were constantly thrown away by the empty horsemen, or suddenly screamed and fell into the wet mud, the 10,000 spearmen slowly felt lost and confused from the initial fanaticism, and at the same time suffered both physical and mental torture.

Because to break through this black swamp full of traps, it is simply an impossible task.

They will die here!

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In less than an hour, the Black Swamp devoured 10,000 living lives.

Compared to the exhilarating shouts on the other side of the swamp, the silence on the side of the White Forest Legion at this time was extremely hideous. Yes, everything is gone, all the flags, all the spears, all the flesh that entered the Black Swamp.

Although the noble generals asked the air cavalry to come to support more than once, none of them were rejected, and all of them were rejected by the commander of the White Forest Legion.

In his innocuous words, "Oh, let's get here today." Poor 10,000 soldiers, not so long ago, they were farmers. …… I didn't expect that under the drive of the empty horse, I was buried like a flock of sheep in the 'bear's mouth', which was really an exciting show. But their deaths tell us that this black swamp is even more terrible than we imagined. Therefore, it cannot be said that the death of these farmers is worthless. You tell me? My deputy commander? Oh, and my generals! ”

On the other side of the Black Swamp, under the banner of the seven-colored elk, waving in the wind.

The new commander of the 400,000 White Forest Legion turned out to be a dwarf, less than half the height of a normal person.

Staring at the disappearance of the wyvern, and the hovering of the giant eagle. His eyes were full of worry, "It seems that my old duchess father is a little smarter than me, that is, he has assembled a 5,000-strong air cavalry army, otherwise our 400,000 army will definitely be ravaged by those mythical creatures 、、、 story." ”

Rolling up his sleeves, he saw that the dwarf had two hairy arms and a sparse beard on his chin.

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

Believe me, under the backdrop of that short and stocky figure, probably all people will not look at it seriously, and they will label him ugly.

The dwarf's name was Yolander Diemer Averies.

"Can you imagine? It was this dwarf in front of him, who actually regarded the lives of 10,000 soldiers as a play. It's this dwarf in front of him, he turned out to be the youngest son of the dignified Grand Duke of the West, oh, God is really blind. Despicable dwarf, disgusting, cruel, lustful, greedy...... But there's no denying that he has a well-known smart head. ”

Not only in the many speechless White Forest Generals, but even the deputy commander of the 400,000 White Forest Legion, Corden, thought so in his heart.

"Diemer, you let 10,000 soldiers die senselessly like this, and you drink indifferently and declare the end of the day indifferently!?"

The dwarf's name was Yolander Diemer Averies. But Calden unceremoniously calls him by his real name, Dimmer, instead of calling him Lord Holland like everyone else, because of Calden's surname, which is also Everiese.

As the younger brother of the Grand Duke of the West, and the uncle of this dwarf prince. Coden has a duty of supervision! (To be continued.) )