At this moment, in the main hall of the North Night Castle of the Blood Clan's old nest.

"That's it, Your Majesty."

A man dressed in the uniform of a scribe from the Eastern Continent, holding a feather fan, with three strands of long hair, and a look of hope, was standing in the middle of the main hall at this moment, saluting Lucius Crowne, the Grand Duke of the Grand Duchy of Eternal Night, who was high on the throne.

"I see, you stand down." Grand Duke Lucius said lightly.

The scribe nodded, saluted again, and took his leave.

After the figure of the scribe disappeared completely, the face of the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan immediately became gloomy.

"Your Majesty, why did you promise them?!" A nobleman dressed in a marquis's uniform stepped forward and asked angrily.

"Yes, Your Majesty! They destroyed us back then, and now they want us to be their pawns, where in the world is there such a reason?! ”

The other high-ranking nobles also shouted.

"Shut up." Lucius didn't say it in a loud voice, but it was very clear.

Hearing this, the nobles immediately obediently closed their mouths, even if they were all the most prominent figures in the Grand Duchy of Eternal Night, and their strength was extremely strong, but when facing the only ancestor, they still didn't dare to make a mistake.

Grand Duke Lucius knew they were referring to the Bloodstream.

The so-called blood migration is the migration of the blood clan once every ten years, from north to south, or from south to north, vertically across the entire western continent, in this migration process of three or four months to half a year, the blood clan can hunt all the creatures along the way as they like for blood food, which is both a carnival and a tradition.

And now, only nine years have passed since the last blood migration.

"They are gods after all." Grand Duke Lucius said in a cold voice, "We are gods who cannot be resisted at all, and if they can destroy us once, they can destroy us a second time." ”

The nobles were silent, and the words of Archduke Lucius poked at their soft underbelly.

"In the last destruction, they gave us eternal life, but in the next destruction, it may not be." Grand Duke Lucius was still talking.

Although it is cruel, what Grand Duke Lucius said is the truth, although their blood race is the most powerful race in the world, with the world's largest heavy cavalry, but when facing the "gods", they are still as small and fragile as ants.

"But why didn't they come and give us orders themselves, but let the people of the Immortal Kingdom tell us?"

It was a long time before someone asked.

Although the scribe looks like a Seris, he is actually a lich, this person is a close confidant of the immortal demon lord, the lord of the immortal kingdom, surnamed Ming, the name is Zhengfa, and is the second son of the ancestor of the Celestial people, the Bright Emperor - the descendant of the patriarch of the Legalist family, Ming Dali, when the country's seventeenth dynasty was flourishing, the Legalism was declining, and he was persecuted, he used the dark rituals of the Western Continent to transform himself into a lich, and since then he has been loyal to the immortal kingdom and running under the command of the immortal demon lord.

Grand Duke Lucius glanced at the nobleman who asked the question and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Isn't this simple?" The gods believe in the immortal kingdom more than we do. After all, they have not been destroyed. ”

"Your Majesty, if they don't believe us, how can we trust them? Who knows if they want to destroy us this time, or just humanity. In my opinion, we might as well join forces with humans and fight them to the death! An aristocrat suggested resentfully.

The aristocrats in the front row looked at him with the eyes of an idiot.

"What's the matter, am I not right?" The man asked, sneering.

Lucius spoke openly, his expression still faint, as if nothing in this world could make him care about it in the slightest.

"Don't blame you, Dracula, after all, you haven't recovered your memory yet, and you don't know how powerful the gods are, human?" A smile finally appeared on Grand Duke Lucius's face, "They are too weak, even if we are added, it is far from enough, the false gods created them, but they did not give them the strength to protect themselves." ”

At the mention of the false gods, a sarcastic smile appeared on the faces of all the high nobles who had regained their memories.

They all knew very well that this war was a true battle of the gods, and that although they had been destroyed by the true gods, it was the true gods who created them.

And now entrenched in the anointed land of the continent, driving the people of the true god orcs to the barren land and the human beings on the island, are just the people of the false gods.

The false gods were not the opponents of the true gods back then, they were almost destroyed, and the human beings created now are only in vain, and they have taken a detour. Even if it is a bet, there is no reason to buy the losing side.

"Is the true god really that powerful?" The nobleman named Dracula was still a little skeptical.

All the nobles who had regained their memories, including Lucius, nodded slightly, and the expressions on their faces were extremely solemn.

Dracula stepped back.

There was another suffocating silence.

Lucius saw that the nobles had no objections, so he set the tone.

"Order 100,000 pioneers to go south first, or as before, to the densely populated place where the war broke out, since it is a blood migration, then there must be a blood migration!" Grand Duke Lucius paused, glanced at the high-ranking nobles, and said, "And I, on the other hand, will take you and personally lead 300,000 blood cloud iron horsemen south!" ”

"Obey Your Majesty's edict!"

The high-ranking nobles responded in unison.

……

The capital of the Kingdom of Andris, on the western wall of Kevin City.

"Antonio, are you okay kid? If it doesn't work, I'll replace your 100-man team and let Lyon's 100-man team come up! King Charles greeted a young officer in his twenties, with a white gauze on his head, and sat on the battlements, looking full of energy.

When the little officer heard this, he immediately jumped up, patted his chest and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, even if we fight to the last man, we will never let the enemy come up!" As for Lyon? Let his people go where they are cool! ”

"Good!" King Charles let out a loud sigh and patted Antonio's shoulder with satisfaction, "It's all about having this spirit!" ”

Antonio's bloodstained and scarred face suddenly turned into a flower, and his soldiers looked at him with envy.

King Charles looked at them and immediately shook hands with them.

"The soldiers have worked hard!"

"As long as we persevere, victory will be ours!"

The soldiers were flushed with excitement, and they were worthy of the king's personal (harmonious) consolation, even if they died in battle. What's more, behind them now is their own homes and relatives, and they can't help but do their best!

"A man, a husband, should fight for his family and country! This is the duty of a warrior, this is where the honor of a warrior should be embodied, and Lone will fight side by side with you until victory comes! King Charles' voice was full of power, and his voice spread in all directions.

Half an hour later, the tour of the city was over, and King Charles returned to his headquarters - since it was wartime, the commander should naturally share the weal and woe with the soldiers, even if the comfortable palace was not far from the city, it was not possible to live in the past, at least King Charles would not live.

"You're on guard outside the door, and I'm going to be alone." King Charles walked to the door of his room and commanded the guards who followed behind him.

The guards answered and stopped at the door.

King Charles pushed the door open and walked in.

"Plop!"

Charlie immediately collapsed on the bed, and although he had been holding on in front of the soldiers, showing a refreshed and confident appearance, as soon as he was alone, his exhaustion immediately swept over.

The battle situation is unfavorable, no, it should be extremely unfavorable!

Under the powerful offensive of the Eight-Nation Alliance, he has lost five cities in a row, and now, the Eight-Nation Army has been killed all the way to the national capital, but he has no choice but to close the city and defend it.

In the previous months of continuous raids, his Praetorian cavalry suffered heavy losses, especially of horses, almost to the point of shocking. And if you want to use his cavalry formation, not only do you need the knights to be well-trained, but even the war horses must be trained for a long time, and now, with the continuous death of the war horses in the journey and battle, his Praetorian Guard cavalry, which can be used, has only 1,500 horses left.

And relying on this cavalry alone, it is naturally impossible to break through the company camp of hundreds of thousands of troops and directly attack the enemy's main position.

Moreover, his current problem is not only that he can't attack, but even the defense is in jeopardy, although the walls of Kevin City are very tall in itself, and he has mobilized the entire city to strengthen it, but it is already crumbling under the bombardment of the forbidden spells of eight countries and four war mage legions.

The reason why Kevin City has not fallen now is actually more the result of the soldiers and the people of the capital uniting together and fighting for their lives.

However, even then, it won't last long......

"Is this going to be the end?!" Charlie held out his palm towards the ceiling.

"It's just, I'm so unwilling!" He said through gritted teeth.

The great cause has not been accomplished, and the Western Continent has not been unified, how can he be willing to end here?!

But at this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and an old man with a bun and a snow-white beard broke in!

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Great joy, Your Majesty! Shangguan Lao'er was so excited that he was incoherent.

Charlie immediately sat up from the bed and asked his teacher curiously, "Teacher, you say slowly, what's wrong?" ”

"Your Majesty!" Shangguan Zhige said excitedly.

"Abraham Bridges, King of the Holy City, has been assassinated!"

"What?!" Charlie Andriery's eyes widened suddenly.