On the Red River Plain, a large number of soldiers of the Holy Seville Empire stood in the setting sun at this moment, surging in the camp with sorrow, many of them beating their shields with their long swords, and the sound of the thump seemed to lure the souls of the dead.

A large number of priests of the Sun Church and the knights of the Church of the Church knelt on the ground, kissed the sacred ornament around their necks, and prayed in the direction of the sun, praying for forgiveness from the gods and asking the gods to respond to their hearts.

"Why?"

"Why?"

Jorkins also wore the soldier's costume of the Holy Sevier Empire at this moment, with a sleeveless smock in addition to chain mail, a shield on his back, and a standard sword at his waist.

But at the beginning of the rebellion, he knew that if they continued like this, they would be defeated by the Cretan Empire, so he consulted with the other leaders, and he led a few of his followers to sneak through the borders of the Cretan Empire day and night to ask for help from the Holy Seville Empire.

When the Holy Sevier Empire sent troops, he also applied for the resources to join it, became a squad leader, led ten soldiers, and followed this mighty army to come here.

Jorkins hoped to welcome hundreds of thousands of his compatriots home in the Cretan Empire, and at this moment, those people, all of them, had been reduced to corpses, dead at the hands of the damned nobles and hated executioners of the Cretan Empire.

Joakins recalled his familiar faces, his father and brother, and his mother and sister who could not be found, and the memories of that scene of suffering came to his heart, Joggins' face was already full of tears, and his eyes turned from red to tearful, and his eyes were bloodshot little by little.

"Unforgivable!"

"I will never forgive, those guys."

"I want them, pay for it!"

In a fit of rage, Jorkins cut his arm with his sword, stained it with blood, lifted it up to the sky, and roared hoarsely, "Blood debt and blood payment!" ”

Suddenly the anger ignited the army, everyone roared wildly, the crowd surged, everyone raised their weapons and let out their own inner shouts.

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

At this moment, all the Templars and a large number of nobles gathered in the big tent, and the emotions could not be suppressed, and everyone looked at Verdandi with red eyes, hoping that she would make a decision immediately, and pounce on the Cretan Empire with a wave of troops, so that the Cretan Empire would pay a heavy price for their evil deeds.

"Your Majesty, send troops!"

"Do they still think we were decades ago? This time, let them pay the price for the evil they inflicted on us orcs decades ago! ”

"We absolutely can't tolerate it this time, hundreds of thousands of orcs, when our soldiers are approaching the city, their actions are nakedly declaring war on us, and there is only one battle, and they will repay them with blood!"

At this time, a large shout suddenly sounded outside, which immediately alarmed everyone in the tent, and when they walked out of the tent, they immediately saw the excitement and roar of the crowd outside.

Verdanti, who was already angry and frowned, listened to the cries of these tens of millions of people, and could no longer suppress the fury in his heart, and pulled out the royal power in the gorgeous scabbard at his waist, pointing in the direction of the Cretan Empire.

The golden ponytail flicked, and the golden pupils like flames revealed a strong anger: "Send troops, blood debts and blood will be paid!" ”

Suddenly, all the Templars and nobles roared at the same time, and the anger of hundreds of thousands of people rushed into the clouds, shaking the sky, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be burning.

All the soldiers in the camp immediately prepared themselves, packed all their bags, and lined up in neat columns, divided into combat units, under the control of their respective commanders and lords, in the form of military columns on the plain, waiting for their emperor's orders.

Verdanti rode a white steed, and as the horses galloped, Verdanti and the Templars swept past the soldiers at the front of the array, allowing them to be seen by all.

All the soldiers and knights looked longingly at their Emperor, His Majesty the Emperor who had saved the orcs from chaos and disaster, leading them to the future and peace, allowing them to win war after war, and they would always follow her, even if they conquered the ends of the earth.

It was as if all the soldiers could see their unconditional trust and adoration for Verdanti, as if the blonde figure in front of them was their faith and everything.

Verdanti passed in front of the battle array with the sword of royal power held aloft, and the wide sword flew like a fluttering banner, and the cheers rang out like thunder everywhere he passed.

"Long live my king!"

"Long live my king!"

"Long live my king!"

The sound of the mountain was transmitted from the front, stretching to the sky, and the momentum was ignited in an instant, and only the figure in front of them was left in their eyes, and the whole world seemed to become small in front of this figure.

"Fight for justice!"

"Punish evil!"

Verdanti only said two short sentences, but it seemed to be regarded as the truth by everyone, and everyone's eyes were red, especially the large number of knights in front of Verdanti, who burst into tears of excitement and trembled.

With Verdanti's order, the army was immediately launched, and hundreds of thousands of troops crossed the Red River Plain and broke into the territory of the Cretan Empire, and the smoke and war swept across the land, once again igniting the war between humans and orcs that had lasted for thousands and hundreds of years.

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The imperial capital of the Cretan Empire, in front of the Imperial Palace, was crowded with thousands of people at the moment, a large number of soldiers were conscripted, knights were all over the square in front of the Imperial Palace, and more civilians were in the distance, looking at the Prime Minister of the Cretan Empire, Duke Tambur, and signed the war mobilization order, and then, His Majesty the Emperor of the Cretan Empire, Zolman II, was also extremely angry and depressed, and signed and passed this war mobilization order.

By this point, war had become completely inevitable, and the common people of the Cretan Empire were divided into two factions, one was worried about the impending war, and the other thought that the Orc Empire was not worth mentioning and could not be an opponent of the Cretan Empire.

The nobles and soldiers of the main battle faction still retained their past strength and glory, and they couldn't wait to cheer after the war mobilization order was signed.

The Duke of Tambur held aloft the instrument of the war mobilization order, and the gilded ink on it still exuded heat, and stood in front of the stage, receiving the cheers of everyone, and the soldiers in the audience cheered, they longed for military merit and knighthood, and at this moment they needed a war to obtain the titles, fiefs, wealth, slaves and women promised by the Prime Minister Tambur.

Duke Tambur, the prime minister of the empire, held his hands and papers high, the red bull flag of the Cretan Empire flew and fluttered behind him, and the tall bodies of the knights in full armor stood on both sides, receiving the baptism of the eyes of the nobles, soldiers, and commoners of the entire city of Nia.

"This war is glorious, and we will usher in the final victory!"

"We will tell the barbarians who is the real master of this land!"

Tambur's passionate roar made the soldiers, who were already eager for war, roar again, and followed Tambur's arm wave and make a sound.

"Victory!"

"Victory!"