No matter how long the night is, it will pass, and after the cold winter, it is destined to be the spring of the recovery of all things.

But sometimes, the early morning after a long night brings despair instead of hope, and the world after heavy snow is not always so beautiful, and sometimes, it makes the corpses frozen to death in the long night even more shocking.

When the first glimmer of dawn ended, the people who fought in the middle of the night found that this difficult night had reached the end, but the one who could see the glimmer of dawn was enough to be called the lucky one favored by fate.

Under the frantic increase of the orc army regardless of losses, the inner city has been lost, and all the human defenders have retreated to the last third line of defense, which is a temporary fortification made of sandbags and earthen walls, which is also the last lifeline of the city.

The catapults outside the city had ceased fire, and at such a distance, they simply could not maintain the accuracy of their range, and the cessation of vision and heavy snow allowed the orc sky knights to fly into the blue sky again.

It seems that the orcs have sealed the victory, but at this time, the orc king Emon. Blood axe, but there is no joy at all in the hope of winning, but his face is full of exhaustion.

"More than seventy percent of the warriors were lost, countless were seriously injured, and only two of the great chiefs who went in came back, and they were all seriously injured. Among them, Lord Hamar had already been killed in the previous siege, and now, Lord Wen, Lord Sostero, and Lord Lund were all killed, and Lord Kagma was also missing, and it is estimated that he was also missing.

The bad news made Emmon hesitate even more, but no one could blame him, because the bandage on his right arm, which had been cut off shoulder to shoulder, was still oozing blood. Aemon, who had lost a hand, was also badly wounded.

As the Great Chief of the United Tribes. He was not obliged to hide from the battle. He was able to survive, in addition to his excellent personal combat strength, but more than that, he was lucky enough.

No matter what era it was, the brutal Hong Kong battle was the most deadly and dangerous, and the legendary warriors could suddenly die in the melee, and a sudden dark arrow flying stone could make the Holy Rank Mage fall. The darkness of the night and heavy snow exacerbated the chaos of this qiē.

"I finally made it to dawn."

Emmon's exclamation, but the survivors couldn't help nodding in agreement, in the night battle, the unlucky, a stray bullet left, a little luckier, probably able to see the opponent, before falling under the sword.

And the cunning and resourceful Fox Chieftain Wen is a typical example of lack of luck, he was hit by a stray bullet from his own catapult. Hanging up with him were his two guards. The scene was terrible.

In fact, unwittingly, the red-eyed orcs committed a big taboo in siege warfare, that is, "never push the opponent into no way out".

Circumference is not a patent of the other world, giving the opponent a possibility of escape, and it is also a buffer for himself not to be forced to the end of the trapped beast.

On that night, the heavy snow and the besieging orcs blocked all the escape routes, and the human beings had no way to retreat, and there was no possibility of even escaping, and the dogs would jump over the wall in a hurry, how could those well-trained soldiers of various countries sit back and watch their deaths worthless.

"If you can't escape death in the end, then at least you have to fall like a warrior, at least you can drag an opponent to die together!"

The allied soldiers who were pushed to the limit exploded with amazing combat power, and the fear of the destruction of the city finally turned into hatred for the old enemy, and the courage and the most important geographical advantage in the street fighting made the battle loss ratio of the two sides begin to change, and the orcs suffered heavy losses.

In terms of support in the rear, Amira's Garden of Death is still creating one death trap after another, and the human warriors who have raided out the houses can at least kill one of the bears, and the encounter with Lund the bear is not the first, nor the last.

However, the support of the orcs has long stopped, and when the battle enters the melee of the night, their rugged siege weapons have become a great weapon of death, regardless of the era, being killed by their own allies is the most unacceptable way to die.

Large-scale sorcery and strategic magic? If you use these if you have a visual range of less than 10 meters, the chance of killing your own and your enemies is about half.

What's even worse is the silent deadly cold, in this kind of ghost weather where water drips into ice, the damage to the cold clothing is fatal, not to mention the wound.

The extreme cold paralyzed the pain of the soldiers, and the small wounds in the snow that were easy to ignore were not infected, but the loss of blood and body was the most fatal, if not found and treated in time, there were too many people who suddenly fell down while walking.

When the northern human alliance was cornered, the orcs also pushed themselves into a desperate situation, and the lengthy list of the dead was extremely shocking, so to speak, there were heavy casualties, and the family Dai Xiao, probably more than seventy percent of the tribes, were going to be reorganized after the war.

The current losses alone can declare the orcs' ambition to return to the hinterland of the Central Plains fail, and even if they win in the end, they will need a long period of recuperation.

But if Emon and the orcs were given a choice, they would probably have made the same decision even if they knew in advance that this would be an unacceptable loss.

"Victory is at hand, take them and we will be the new masters of the Northlands!"

When the key points of victory and defeat appear, how can the orcs let it go.

But this strategic goal of seizing supremacy in the Northlands, if it had been put three months ago, would have been ridiculed for lack of ambition and courage, after all, at that time, the orcs were bent on returning to the land of their ancestors and fighting to San Antonio.

Unconsciously, the harsh facts have given the orcs a blow to the head, and their current strategic goal is to occupy the entire Northlands.

The current orcs no longer have the ambition to sweep through the human countries, just the seemingly weak northern countries and the reinforcements of San Antonio have forced them to this point, and they have lost the courage to challenge the human super empire.

Of course, there is still a slight error on this point, after this war, I am afraid that all countries will re-evaluate the combat power of the Northland, especially the amazing combat power of the Duchy of Donglan in this war, I am afraid, it is no matter how strict the military critics. Nor will the hat of a weak country be put on its head.

The knight princess Renee, the new era magic swordsman Four Spirit Swordsman, the giant self-detonating war puppet Roland Titan, the floating battleship Aurora Aurora, and the battlefield reaper Train King. A brand new concept and a weapon of war. It will inevitably make the re-emergence of the Lan Kingdom in the north.

Military strength also represents the right to speak in foreign affairs, and with the strength expressed in this war, Roland's Arashi Alliance (referred to as the Lan Alliance) also has the possibility of being pushed to reality.

And on another level, when the news came out that the veteran boss Om Di Roque was cornered in his lair, Roland. The familiar name of Arashi, after more than a hundred years of silence, will inevitably attract new attention again.

Provided, of course, that they survive the catastrophe in front of them.

"The Orcs Are Here Again"

The breath I exhaled brought out a white mist. He shook the holy sword to himself, and the blood stains fell, and the unworn sword body was clean again.

For the northern human coalition that has already survived a night of hard fighting, dawn and snow stop are not good news, which means that the orcs can be reorganized, and those damn air cavalry and siege equipment can also be reactivated, maybe they can get a respite, but the general attack after that will be the final battle ending with the total destruction of one side.

Medium-sized catapults that could move were slowly pushed into the city, and the bloodied soldiers of the hundred battles bandaged their wounds. With a highly vigilant gaze, he looked at the qiē in front of him, even as the wind of the shabby curtains blew in the wind. It will also make these veterans who survived the bloody night throw their own throwing guns.

At the same time, the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, "Black Bear" Aninlo, was behind me, perhaps, not far from my back.

The orcs are not only hard-charged, the cat-man assassin found the headquarters, even if the rescue was timely, he was lucky to survive, the one-eyed general was completely blind at this time, he was stabbed three times in the right abdomen, and he couldn't get up at all with serious injuries,

But fortunately, he doesn't need to command now, all he has to do is struggle to shout a word:

"Hold on!"

"Hold on to it, we have no way back! If you want to survive, you just need to kill all these brutes! ”

"Hold on. Behind us are the wounded, the widows and the young! ”

"Hold on! If we lose this war, our country is not ready for war, they will lose their land! Our families will also be involved in this endless war. ”

Yes, hold on, the war has reached such a point, there is no need for any strategy and deployment, it is enough to implement the will.

"Hold on!"

A block lost? The next block has been made a new line of defense.

A makeshift defensive wall being bulldozed? The next wall has been erected.

A wing was slaughtered, and there was a gap in the line of defense? The old man and woman, who had just been civilians, picked up the weapons on the ground and silently filled the gap.

"Perhaps the end of humanity and defeat will come, but the beast barbarians! Want to take the city and open the way to the northern countries? Let's let the blood of the warriors here drain first. ”

The young man with a stiff face didn't have any superfluous words, but he told the arrogant orcs with practical actions, what are the northerners, what are the Lan tribes.

"Winter has arrived, but haven't we northerners been accustomed to winter for a long time, no matter how cold the winter is, it's not so sad, stay up, huddle for warmth, tease the dog, isn't spring coming?"

Even though he couldn't see it anymore, Ann Luo still smiled contemptuously, and the "teasing dog" in the words was talking about the "dog", but judging from the laughter of the soldiers, it was self-evident.

When the morning sun rose a little more, judging by the footsteps on the corner and the wheels of the catapults, the final moment had come.

And at this time, even I have no choice, all the chips have been pressed, Antoon is too far away to be counted on, Annie's legion was sent by me to intercept those dark elves, Ciro's reinforcements were not within my control from the beginning, those new war weapons have also been used, and all the cards in my hand have been played,

"Damn Om Diroke! If it weren't for him"

Omdiroke's final blow did hit us to the point, and if Red Maple City fell here, I would have no power to recover.

"Hey, if the battle drags on for ten days"

But it's a pity that there is no if on the battlefield, the famous generals who hate the battlefield are no longer known for a moment, accidents and misfortunes are always accompanied by the loser, and heaven and hell are often just a little bit different.

I hold up my holy sword. Stood up. After the unexpected departure of "Renee". I took the position of this mid-level commander temporarily, but at this point, I even used the other two summons of the Holy Sword, but I still had nothing to do.

"My diligence and temperance are dead, damned moon elves! Only their natural control ability can be so disgusting! ”

The green-haired witch is a bit of a wolf, and her magic has also been exhausted in this war, and the seven virtues that are considered precious (there are only three now) have also been killed in battle. It seems that she is also pushing to the limit.

The Moon Elves were originally a race of shamans in the Elven Empire, and they were good at communicating with gods and true gods, and using various powerful magic techniques with the help of the power of the gods.

However, the original guardian saint of the moon elves is the guardian saint of the forest, and the natural shamans who have controlled and operated the divine power of the forest for thousands of years are best at sowing seeds and controlling the forest, and it is their duty to conceptually erase unnatural deformed plants.

Therefore, when the opponent is a natural shaman like Atrion, Amira can be regarded as having encountered a natural enemy and suffered a big loss.

"Amira Senpai"

The meticulous hair of the past is still scattered. Her eyes were full of red light and bloodshots, and the witch who had never slept all night became even more terrifying.

"Wait until the orcs come up again. Just go, I don't believe you have a way to escape. ”

"Of course, I can go whenever I want, you? Don't say you're going to die like a stupid knight. ”

"Me? I'm the immortal Roland, how could I die here? ”

"Hmph, I'm a 'super willful witch in the mood of the storm', how can I listen to your command. Now the old lady is up, and today she fought with that group of beast barbarians. ”

"Hehe, you think I'm useless without a pet? Let's see what a hand-to-hand mage is! ”

From this point of view, Amira, who rolled up her sleeves, had a bit of the taste of the spicy senior sister of the year, I shook my head, and there were still no words to say.

"Eliza?"

"Heloise is ready, but she wants me to bring you a message, 'Don't use that until you have to, or your efforts will be in vain.'"

I still prepared the final hole cards, and at this time, the only thing that can turn the tables in this desperate situation is the ultimate forbidden spell of necromancy - the undead scourge!

But as long as this super forbidden spell is used that is expressly forbidden by the countries of the mainland, all the corpses around this place will turn into brainless low-level undead, which is completely different from when I issued a death call to the deceased, and the one who responded to my call back then was the deceased who was unwilling to be quiet, and the one who was controlled by the 'undead natural disaster' was a permanently bloodthirsty brainless undead.

This is a compulsory, permanent servitude, and a desecration of the corpse of a warrior, and the warrior next to me will immediately turn the muzzle of the gun and crusade against me, the evil necromancer.

If it is used, the saying that "the undead do not represent evil" will go bankrupt directly, and I am afraid that the Lan Alliance plan will be completely finished, and the Donglan Principality will be regarded as a new axis of evil, and it will suffer a series of diplomatic isolations.

At that time, it was we who won the war and lost the benefits.

"It's better than complete annihilation, and if this bit of blood is broken, it's hopeless."

But hearing such words, Eliza pushed her glasses and didn't say anything, but judging from the corners of her lowered eyes, she seemed to be a little unhappy and unenergetic.

"What's wrong?"

"Why don't you ask me if I can escape? Why don't you persuade me to run away. ”

Well, I vomited out the resentment in my heart angrily, the puffing Eliza is really a little cute, of course she doesn't want to escape alone, but she doesn't get her own share of care, at least, nominally, Roland is still Eliza's boyfriend.

I shook my head, and from what I knew about Eliza, there was no need to say much of this nonsense in the first place.

"What else is this asking, didn't you say that you would always follow me, whether it is Styx or Hell, why, did you regret it?"

As soon as the words fell, the dark clouds turned into a sunny day, and the girl smiled very sweetly.

"No, I'll never regret it. Then let's fight to the death together. I'll fish you up in the River Styx. ”

The strange dialogue seems to be illogical, but it is very likely to be a fact that is about to happen, perhaps, the love life of an immortal is so curious.

Watching this cloudy turn to sunny, I secretly wiped a handful of sweat.

After looking at Amira who suddenly became unhappy again, and feeling Eliza's gaze behind me, I suddenly realized that I had finally started to transfer? Is it true that I said the words of this life winner? but

"Why do I start to transfer suddenly every time I'm about to hang up? Could it be that I am destined to shout before I die, "After this battle, I will go back to my hometown to get married", "When I get off the battlefield, I will say goodbye to XX". ”

"Hey, hey, I don't want to be at my own memorial service. Only then did the beauties cry and say their final confession - actually, I like you"

But the familiar sound of footsteps not far away disrupted my thoughts, and the final battle finally came.

Surprisingly, it was not an orc who led the queue forward, but a familiar figure, the slender figure and light footsteps, which only belonged to the elves.

"Atrien!"

Yes, even if he transforms into a gray-blooded elf, even if the years have left traces on him, I will not forget that familiar face, after all, it was this arrogant elven racist who made up for me back then.

But at this time, the appearance of my cheap disciple was not very good, and two orcs with axes escorted him forward, and their mouths could not stop nagging, as if they were planning to do something.

"Persuasion? Is it useful to say these things at this time? ”

The speculation in the ears seems to have some truth, but there will only be one master of the northern land, and the deep hatred that has been formed can only be washed away with the blood of the enemy, and persuasion to surrender will not succeed from the beginning.

But judging by Atrien's slowly squirming mouth, I was surprised.

"Quick, kill him!"

And above the sky, the dark divine light had already descended, and the forbidden ritual went directly to the final round.

The orcs say "prove your worth, elves".

And what Atrion said was only two words.

"God descends!" (To be continued......)