The other world is a scary place, a lovely place, a gratifying place, and a sad place. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info:

By the way, the first year of the Journey (2000) was a year of singing and weeping, a year in which countless new worlds were created, no matter how many bugs there were in these worlds where there was only one central continent called the Divine Continent or where there were 1 million cavalry entrenched in a small town. But anyway, they're a world, aren't they? But for the rise of the passage in the future, they did their best as paving stones, and died as "eunuchs".

Alas......

The topic pulls back.

Most of the other worlds have been influenced by Western civilization a lot, regardless of whether the Spirit of the Treatise can influence the other world.

The scary thing is that most of them have a perfect monarchy structure and have emperors. And on the basis of the statehood, it will also support a metropolis with a population of 10 million......

The emotion ends.

It is the Demon World, and this kind of other world must be built on the basis of Western Magic and Fantasy. People who wear it around the first year like it. But the world of that era was built ...... Cough.

The world of Azeroth, which was born in 2004, seems to be much longer - at least it is still running.

The central continent is called Karimdor, but it was later divided into several pieces.

And now, on a great battlefield called the Barren Lands, the kings who have traveled through countless deep planes and terrifying planes, and crisscrossed their respective worlds, have gathered here. The eternal romance converges in an instant.

On a small plateau, the medieval army of the knight king was stationed. Above the mountains, she looked out at the enemy troops in the distance.

"There will never be another opportunity like this?"

The long sword was on the ground, and BER was quite emotional. The divine wind caressed her face, and took up the cloak behind her—

Just like when he commanded an army in Britain.

"Yes, my king."

Mordred replied respectfully, "There will never be such a thing again—to be able to fight those people, and to be able to fight those people, is also the greatest honor of being a knight?" ”

"That's right." ber also said in a dignified voice: "I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to be born and die with you in this life - it is my luck to meet you, and I can't live without you in my life." ”

"My King's ......"

"By the way, why isn't Lancelot here?"

"He said he didn't deserve to stand here - so, he went to the army of the undead. He said he would ...... when necessary."

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“…… This damn rain makes me think badly. ”

Napoleon stood in his barracks, his hands subconsciously reaching into his chest pockets, his head bowed, and he looked at the enemy army in front of him.

"Not a good sign."

"Ahh

Pouting, Hannibal on the side didn't seem to think so. He was here for the last time before entering the battlefield.

"Oh, I almost forgot, you hate this-"

"Who's afraid of this?" Napoleon was a little annoyed and said, "I just hate the rain before the war!" - In this way, both the artillery and the march will be affected! ――”

The battlefield, which is only three kilometers deep and five kilometers long, is extremely crowded, and it is not as magnificent as the bard sings, in fact, it will be quite miserable.

"Ah, yes, yes - you didn't say anything about the Battle of Cannae, the Battle of the Good Alliance, or anything like that (Note 1), yes?"

(The Battle of the Good Alliance was the name of the Battle of Waterloo in the national newspapers that year.) Prior to that day, the Battle of Cannae had just been fought, and it had rained heavily in the middle of the battle, and it had been raining until the next morning. Napoleon said countless times: If it weren't for the heavy rain and Grussy, I would have won. ）

I don't know if it's really ridiculous, Joan of Arc on the side is constantly mocking her as a compatriot.

“…… Soaked in heavy rain, I was also solemnly buried in Paris. ”

Napoleon looked at each other, looked him up and down, and said, "You are all burned to ashes - I am the hero of the country, you are not." ”

“……？？！！！！ You......!!! ”

"Alright, Joan of Arc - stop talking."

Holding Joan's sword in his arms, Zhao Yun on the side rushed out.

Expressing his comfort to Joan of Arc, Zhao Yun bowed his hand to Napoleon - in fact, these two people are awkward to put together no matter how you look at them, but ......

That's history, something you have to accept.

"I'm sorry, Joan of Arc has a bit of a temper in many things."

“…… It's normal, I understand. ”

Zhao Yun is usually gentle with anyone, and it can even be said that this person has no shortcomings. Napoleon once had a history of NR, and he had crossed other people's wives, and on this basis, his personality was indeed not very noble. The others looked at Zhao Yun as if they saw a perfect person, good looking, martial arts, no work, and pioneers. Silently serve as a knife for you, silently share the responsibility-

It was in this situation that Joan of Arc fell in.

"Gentlemen, if it's all right, we should all take our places."

Looking at his phone, Bai Qi said, "Just follow the original plan - are you all mentally prepared?" ”

"Of course."

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With a sigh, Xiu shook his already numb brain vigorously, so that he would no longer complain, what his mother said was that men should not complain.

…… Mother, when did you become a mother? Ah, a long time ago? At that time, he was not an undead......

10 o'clock in the afternoon

"Huh! Scold! In the distance, a scout on horseback ran from a distance from another "cannon fodder regiment" (Gilgamesh's brutes). It seemed that his goal was very obvious, and the scout immediately knew that the group was the head snake when he saw the "big red brush" on his head.

"Phew!" As soon as he pulled the reins and struggled to control his mount, the human scout shouted at Xiu, "Flag order!" All the forward regiments advance 800 paces! Subject to the scout boundary! Fifty breaths after the order is ready! When you arrive at your destination, you're ready for impact! Adult, please repeat! ”

Legion cooperation is a very disturbing thing - Gilgamesh's era has no concept of rice at all, and Starstar has no idea that there is such a thing, Ber expressed calmness, but her people expressed confusion. So after discussing it, in the end, it was the easiest way to solve the problem.

Step, breathe.

Xiu was very reluctant to stand up lazily, but he still had to repeat with plastic surgery, "Order under the military flag!" All the forward regiments advance 800 paces! Subject to the scout boundary! Fifty breaths after the order is ready! When you arrive at your destination, you're ready for impact! Understand! ”

"Thank you, sir! In the next farewell! With a pull on the reins, the scouts in front of Xiu headed for the next "cannon fodder regiment".

"Hey! What are you doing here? Can't live a good life? Whether or not we can go back to this joint battle is one thing. "I was swearing the eighteenth generation ancestors of the two generals of this battle in my head, and had a fairly close relationship with their maternal relatives, and I still had to carry out the order.

But why are you here? There was some confusion in the minds of the undead.

Under the general flag of the legion, there was a burst of drums and horns. It is said that eighteen horns made from the vertebrae of a giant monster fish make a strange sound together. The total offensive is about to begin!

"Whole-body! Note! Xiu shouted loudly at his troops. In fact, when the scout and Xiu were talking, all the "single-celled creatures" had already noticed the group next to them and had already taken action.

Then there was the sound of armor colliding with each other, and it could be said that the group of guys had become completely fanatical......

"It's a real and poor person, obviously he is going to be cannon fodder, but his enthusiasm is so high, heroism kills people......" Xiu shook his head in his heart, in fact, he is the most heroic......

He's the only non-zombie with a commander and brains.

"Military chess player, prepare the military flag!" Not every soldier has a flag, but when a regiment or even a regiment prepares its flag, it is time for all its soldiers to prepare for the attack.

"Oh! Oh! Sylvanas! Long live the Queen! Long live the Queen! "Nearby, a team is already shouting slogans. The teams shouted slogans to move forward, and it was really full of momentum, of course, how could there be fewer people at night and still be angry?

Ah, I forgot, the undead don't have breath in the first place, they only know how to breathe.

"Snare drummer! Snare drummer! Alert! Alert! All of them! All of them! Xiu had to raise his voice again, and now he really wanted to take out a couple of idiots and shut them up!

Then the quality of each regiment is immediately opinionated, although the big and rough people in the regiment are not good things, but the quality of the experienced battles (exaggerated words, fifty or sixty times is not bad) is still there. All of them lined up in formation between ten breaths. Then the chaplain who had kept his eyes red (which was originally red) began to preach in front of every human outlaw.

Xiu doesn't believe in God, at least he doesn't believe in the gods created by humans. Holy Light? What's that?

"Everyone! Eight hundred steps forward! Eight hundred steps forward! Afterward impact resistance preparation! Afterward impact resistance preparation! ”

"Oh!"

On the high ground, the flag of the army shook vigorously, as if it was afraid that others would not know. The military flag is forward, and all the armies are fired in unison.

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