Chapter 19: The Evil Legion
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Blackwater.
The night breeze blew, revealing a row of pale yellow forehead hair underneath the bumpy gray hat.
Underneath are strands of long hair, which are first braided into small braids one by one, and then twisted into a large braid, which is worn over the shoulders.
Although half-lying on a reef on the beach, the girl is still slender, with slender arms and long white gloves and elegant calves in elegantly narrow shoes.
Claudia, ten years later, she still hasn't changed much. In addition to a fuller Peugeot body.
The night blurred the sea and the land, and the tranquility of the sea made her see a strange figure.
Claudia suddenly let herself slide down the reef, stepped on another reef with both feet, touched the reef immersed in the seawater, and walked off step by step.
There was not a sound around, and it felt the same when you opened your eyes as if you closed them.
She knew that if she continued to move forward, the vast and deep sea might disappear into it silently and disappear into the vast night.
But Claudia did not have the slightest fear or panic, and moved forward little by little.
Suddenly, she heard a "whoosh" under her feet... The sound of flowing water, which is produced by the meandering flow of water through the reef, seems to warn, "You are close to the water." β
"Summoner, long time no see!"
Looking closely, the two eyebrows gave Aaron a special color to her eyesβtwo hazel, fluffy, almost straight lines.
Ten years later, Claudia no longer looks like the teenage girl she used to be. She is more mature.
"What man!?"
Nora, the female knight. As Aaron remembers,
Her black hair, tied back of her head, was like a waterfall pouring down from a mountain stream on a quiet moonlit night.
In all fairness, the beautiful woman is a masterpiece of the heavens. And a female knight. It is also a conspicuous scenery.
Nora, the Earl of Blackwater City, has a pair of crystal clear eyes, and her eyes are shining. The delicate curves, covered with black high-quality armor, show a unique beauty, like a budding bud blooming faintly, which makes people feel refreshed.
"Very good, I didn't expect you to be a countess."
When Aaron's face was clearly revealed, like Claudia, Nora's eyes filled with shock. Then he was slightly stunned. Get down on one knee gently. "Your Majesty the God of War!"
Aaron glanced at the other party up and down, and said calmly, "Nora, tonight, the summoner will accompany me who doesn't need you and Sohu." She would spend it with me, right in ...... In a stable a kilometer to the north. Kindness...... If you want to come. β
Claudia's face flushed, her big eyes blinked, and she swallowed deeply, as if she had calmed down. He smiled coyly at Nora.
Just in the face of Nora's puzzled gaze, for a moment, it seemed as if all the blood in her body had concentrated on Claudia's face, which was covered with crimson colors.
Seeing Claudia like a child who did something wrong. With his head down, he followed behind the god of war and gradually moved away.
When Nora suddenly came back to her senses, she remembered Aaron's words. "In a stable, a thousand meters to the north. Kindness...... If you want to come. β
It's only for a short time. But Fu Da only felt that his brain was dizzy, and his body was crisp, as if he was drunk.
This feeling. Nora felt intolerable humiliation, and her face was full of heat. But the god of war is not an ordinary person after all, Nora stood up, showing a little inexplicable restraint, and then, her cheeks turned red.
"The words of the god of war are oracles. And the will of the god of war must not be violated ......"
In all fairness, the god of war is attached to the object of any woman's affection.
Spending a night with a god is far more rewarding than spending a lifetime with a pot-bellied old aristocrat. In order to retain her position as Earl of Blackwater, Nora is being forced to marry an old Earl.
"The woman of the god of war, no one dares to touch it casually, this may save her situation."
Calm down and think about the question.
A ashamed soul rampaged through the narrow space between the temples, seemingly full of hatred to tear his own shell.
Eventually, the nora face faces in the direction of the north. Her cheeks burned with a vivid flush, her eyebrows faded, and her eyes were lowered, their long eyelashes moving slightly.
Having endured for ten years, as a statue, made Aaron a little afraid of loneliness.
Especially at night, in fact, no matter how hard you try to escape loneliness, loneliness always accompanies you in every minute of your life.
If Aaron had to describe it, loneliness is the shadow of the soul, and the brighter the place, the deeper the shadow.
Loneliness cannot be defeated, even by the god of war.
Loneliness cannot be suppressed, and the best way to deal with loneliness is to be aware of its existence and be willing to live with it.
And this is by no means an easy task, because loneliness has just emerged, and one immediately does something to "distract" it, so that the mind does not feel its presence.
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The crimson morning glow soaked the eastern sky, and the vast land was still immersed in the deep night.
The red clouds crisscross the sky, and in the shaded gaps of the black buildings, they bloom with wanton agitation, which makes people's hearts surge.
The last time I saw the rising sun, I can't remember when it was. Perhaps because I like the sunset more, the sunset seems to be deeper and more nostalgic, and the sunrise always gives people a fragile and thin feeling. But in fact, when you think about it, the visual difference between the morning glow and the sunset is not big.
Turning around, on the haystack, under the cover of a layer of light yarn. The slender, slender, textured calves belong to Claudia the Summoner, who has a strange complexion and a petite, light body.
In comparison, Nora has a graceful figure, plump and elastic, with her own unique curves.
Under the morning sun, turn a grassy slope. In the distance, nearly a million legions have been assembled. The moment of a full-scale offensive is imminent.
In the early morning, Claudia and Nora looked a little shy, as if a late-blooming flower seemed to hide behind green leaves and dare not show their faces.
"Claudia, my beautiful summoner!" Aaron looked over with interest.
Claudia blushed, lowered her head, and only whispered in agreement.
Suddenly, his eyes shone with a strange light, and he smiled. Raising his head, he didn't have that shy expression, but looked at himself with a look full of admiration, and couldn't tolerate anything else.
"Beautiful Count Nora, look up."
Aaron held out his index finger and tapped his opponent's chin. Nora suddenly blusheed, not like an adult, but like a child, and Nora felt ashamed that her shyness was ridiculous. He blushed even more, and was almost about to burst into tears.
Until Aaron spoke out and liberated her, "War is coming, today." Blackwater needs you! β
Nora lowered her head and ran away quickly. In less than three seconds, Youyou'd come back with a red face and pick up the high-quality black armor on the ground. Then he didn't dare to look back and leave.
"Claudia, summoner. The image of the god of war is not as tall and sacred as you think! β
Walk side by side on the road. Hearing Aaron's words, under the bumpy gray hat, Claudia's eyes were like a fanatical believer, slightly different, this fanaticism was full of love.
"I don't care."
In fact, during these ten minutes, Claudia's eyes never left the cheeks of the god of war.
Twenty meters away, two Templars who had opened the way suddenly shouted, "Who is it? β
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 hair, which was scattered over her body, like a small brown waterfall, undulating and glittering with golden light.
The Daughter of the Eagle's hair has a lively, vibrant, golden-like color that 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, Aaron wants 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 war, Lina, the daughter of the eagle."
Although this is a false name, it still has some weight to the ears of the Templars. It's just that falling into Aaron's ears becomes something else.
Stretching out the void barrier, Aaron and Claudia disappeared from Lina's eyes at the same time.
There was only one oracle from the god of war, "Lina, daughter of the eagle...... 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. β
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.
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Countless mercenaries drove to the designated area and assembled under the battle flags of the two S-class giants, Black Hawk and Phantom, the red-haired and blue-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.
The 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. β
"Huh?" The howling soldier standing beside the captain trembled reflexively, looked around with the skull, and saw that there was no one around, and 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. β
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. β
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. β
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 wounded weak around you, and now we will have meat to eat and blood to drink!"
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 Captain 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 to 90 degrees.
Two things that fell from mid-air, with a pair of sleek fleshy wings covered in slime. At the same time, the two uninvited guests 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. β¦β¦ And how dare you disobey my commands. β
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?" β
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. (To be continued......)