Chapter Forty-Three: The Emperor's Landing

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"Kill, don't stop, kids! In such a big battle, there is no reward for second place. ”

The lame old orcs, led a large number of madmen who did not want to die, and pierced the enemy's dense infantry phalanx.

Wielding the inferior war knife in his hand, hacking to death a human less than twenty years old, the orc Walter looked up at the red sun shining on a hideous battlefield, and the light at this time was so bright that he couldn't open his eyes.

The vanguard regiment rammed with the enemy so hard that many fell today and became fertilizer on this plain.

The crowded and shouting legions no longer charged, and as time passed, the war began, and two hours had passed.

In the sight of the orc Walter, twenty thousand orc warriors had fallen, and the red blood soaked the dirt. However, the price paid by the enemy was even heavier, and in the horizon, the battle line of hundreds of thousands of soldiers had begun to loosen.

"Like a sharp knife, the Khodo Knights smeared through the dense ranks of enemies. The infantrymen are on their own! I believe that it will not be long before the entire front will be defeated! ”

"The god of war is above, the battle has just started two hours, and hundreds of thousands of enemies are already retreating, the time of this war is even shorter than expected!"

Hearing the sigh of the leader in his ear, stepping on the corpse under his feet, the orc Walter was ordered to lead the entire column forward.

When he found himself at the forefront of the two legions slashing at each other. For the first time, Walter felt scared. Dense blades are everywhere, and the midline becomes a meat grinder.

The orc Walter kicked the corpse at his feet and looked left and right, and the orc warrior on the left had an arrow stuck in his right arm and thigh, but he always slashed desperately with his unskilled left hand, and never took a step back.

The brother on the right is red-eyed and hideous; He roared loudly, and the corners of his mouth even flowed blood, and at the moment when the weapons were cracked. The whole person pounced on the enemy, hugged each other and bit it, and kept rolling on the ground.

"A true warrior dares to face the dripping blood and dare to face the bleak life!" While cheering himself on, the corners of Walter's mouth were smiling bitterly.

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The war on the Butterman Plains continues.

Half a million orcs and a million human soldiers are locked in a rambling bloody battle, and the next thing is to fight for time and courage, and whoever consumes the lives of the soldiers first will lose the war.

For the empire, for plunder, for survival. Warriors have their own mission.

But whoever wins this plain doesn't seem to matter to Aaron.

There was no need for him to waste his time on this blood-soaked plain.

"The Greenway Holy City, the Void Holy City, and the Hurricane Sanctuary, now, bypassing the battlefield, we have to march towards the Emperor's Landing City, and there is no time to delay!"

There is no doubt that there are three temples in the city of King's Landing. is the fruit of victory that Aaron cares about most. For Aaron, who already owned three temples, it symbolized a true throne of God.

The river flows silently like a ghost.

The shiny river, like a narrow path, winds its way over the undulating fields.

There wasn't much water in the river. But there are a lot of green algae, like greasy long green bands, narrow and long, dark green. It smells slightly fishy.

Already clearly able to see a behemoth lying quietly in his field of vision, Aaron suddenly ordered more than 20,000 Templars to stop.

The eyes of the god of war quietly looked at the whole city.

"Emperor's Landing City. The most majestic city I've ever seen! ”

The city is known as the "City of Ten Thousand Cities". It is because he has a glorious history, the glory of the Central Empire, the supremacy of the emperor constitutes the glory of the empire for thousands of years.

Because it was built on 9 hills and has a long history, it is called "Emperor's Landing" and "The Eternal City".

For thousands of years, the city has been destroyed and rebuilt several times. The whole Emperor's Landing City is large-scale, which makes people think about it and forget to return.

There is a large amphitheater taller than the city walls, a large colosseum, a large acrobatic arena, a large shrine, a large public bath, palaces and museums that hide treasures of wealth and art.

There is an artificially dug canal, which runs through the whole Imperial Landing City, and the whole city is built on both sides of the canal, and there are more than 60 bridges erected between the east city and the west city.

"The river in front of me should be a branch of the canal. Now, as long as you step over, you can have the giant city in your sight, as well as three temples, and a divine seat. ”

What kind of being is God?

Even today, Aaron's numb state of mind has also stirred up a little wave. After all, there is still one step away from revealing the answer.

"Spartans, be on alert!"

"Defend my emperor!"

Kratos' voice rang in his ears, Aaron frowned, and he quickly came back to his senses.

The waves in the river in front of him shimmered and distorted in an irregular state. Just like under the surface of the water, there are thousands of silver carp jumping.

At first, the bubbles at the bottom of the river rise, from large to small; In the process of bubble rising, it changes from small to large, and a large amount of water vapor is generated on the surface and inside of the liquid at the same time.

This is a violent vaporization phenomenon in which a large number of bubbles rise and grow larger until the surface of the water bursts, and the water vapor inside is emitted into the air.

The work of some kind of force has boiled the whole river!

Evil spirits? Evil spirits? Or the dead?

A scene that happened in the eyes of the god of war, everything revealed weirdness.

In the horizon, only a corpse crawled out of the river, its rotting eyes, hair, and beard all turned into burning flames, and its skin was also widely cracked, and endless hatred and flames erupted from the cracks.

"Smash him!" Kratos gave a simple order, and immediately the Spartan Heavy Helmets went up and smashed the pile of burning skeletons into a pile of ashes.

But then, more skulls glowing with hellfire, wielding flaming chains, battle axes, swords, and hoarse howls, leapt from beneath the water's surface.

“………… Only chaos and depravity are the only truths in the dark and lonely universe. The Legion of Silence awakens on this continent, ready to weep, lowly human! Quack Quack Quack Quack Qua ”

The leader-like skull was torn apart after a roar.

A long arc-shaped blade slashed an arc in mid-air, and the long silver hair automatically stood up, seeing more and more skulls jumping out of reason, and not far away from the Emperor's Landing City, there was a riot, and the smoke and flames in the sky, Aaron's face was pale.

I can't help but remind the god of war of a person, the Temple of Silence - the god of death Xenia.

"Spartans, build a line of defense on the banks of the river! Drive down all the creatures that climb the riverbank! ”…………………… (To be continued......)