The forest is like the sea, and the remnant sun is like blood!

The whole of Frankfurt was shrouded in a thick cloud of war, and panic and tension were constantly spreading.

Royal capital!

Except for the elderly, women, and children, there is no trace of any man in sight, and even a 16-year-old boy has already stepped onto the battlefield after the second round of national conscription and mobilization orders were issued.

On the long street, there were all convoys of people going to the front line to transport supplies, and occasionally someone would pull Hu Servant and ask about the battle situation on the front line, and all they got was a good answer.

"Don't ask, didn't the propaganda team say that? General Suarez led the Troll Corps to attack the Minotaur Legion in the Dragon Hills, annihilating tens of thousands of enemies. ”

"Do you think it's possible? We're just a small third-rate country, when did the orcs send troops, didn't we hurry up to pay compensation, this time they actually took a tough attitude, not to mention, and beat the enemy half to death?"

"Nonsense, it's not the waste king who is in power now, but the Duke of Downton, don't you see the military and financial strength of our country?"

The old men have nothing to do, so they naturally worry about their relatives on the front line.

"What duke, isn't he the uncrowned king, if he doesn't like to cause trouble, how can other countries come to attack us?"

"That's right, how did he do diplomacy? The neighboring countries have actually done it, and I think the country is going to be finished this time. ”

Some timid old people are still reminiscing about the peaceful times of the past.

"Why don't you run away when it's almost over?"

"Don't forget, the fuse of this war is the free trade zone that is making money every day, and the neighboring countries are not used to seeing that our lives are getting better. ”

"Your family used to not see a meal of meat in a month, but now you stew meat every once in a while to improve your life, and you eat when your mouth is full of oil. Why don't you speak ill of the Duke of Downton?"

Someone couldn't stand it anymore and scolded at these gossiping old men.

The scolded guys were speechless and ran away.

The people are not stupid, and when war comes, a large number of people will flee the country. It would be very difficult to recruit soldiers because of the huge flow of refugees, but this time, except for some aristocratic families who took refuge abroad, not only did there not appear a refugee flow, but the citizens also enthusiastically joined the army.

No one is willing to give up the good life they have now, and the Frankfurt businessmen have a very high status internationally, as well as civilians on the border. It is not uncommon to see people from other countries fleeing and doing anything for the sake of that citizenship certificate.

Well-fed, warmly dressed, and looked down upon by others, these elements gradually condensed the national pride of the people, and they are also the reason why Frankfurt has not been breached until the war.

"Why are you driving us away, we can still strike iron!"

A group of old blacksmiths blocked in front of the workshop, rolling up their sleeves and questioning loudly.

"Uncle. Go back, our weapons and equipment. It's all produced on an assembly line in the workshop, and it's the Krupp giant from the Lava Secret Realm who is responsible for manufacturing, even if you work hard for a year, you won't be able to catch up with our half-day output!"

The steward was open-mouthed, and if it were not for the strict order from above, it was not allowed to attack the patriotic enthusiasm of the people. He'd already gotten the people in the way away.

"Where's the workshop? Why didn't I see it?"

The old man didn't believe it.

"Of course, in the dungeon, that's the industrial base of Frankfurt, well, I'll tell you another news, our country's own mechanical combat vehicles will be on the front line today. Now you go to the Municipal Square, and you can still see the pledge meeting!"

The steward wiped the sweat from his forehead, and while dealing with people, he also had to deal with various things.

"If you lie to us, we'll break your bones!"

A group of old men left in a vicious manner, and then before they arrived at the square, they saw groups of children running towards the main road and gathering.

"Look, there are so many big spiders!"

"What a spider, that's a multi-legged chariot!"

"What is new, we are in the textbooks of the military academy, we have read it a long time ago!"

The children were noisy, and some of the older children pretended to be disdainful and showed their rebellion, but instinctively, they raised their chins and chests, so that the badges on their school uniforms stood out more in the sun.

Knock! Knock!

The old men took a shortcut, and before they had crossed the alley, they heard the sound of neatness, and then they saw the mechanical chariots.

These chariots were larger than the luxury carriages drawn by six horses, they were all made of steel, huge rivets were neatly arranged, they were nearly three meters high and five meters wide, and they walked like spiders, they had eight steel thighs, and their legs contained steel drills that could penetrate half a meter thick steel plates, and they could also be sprayed, because they were powered by steam, they had a range of up to five hundred yards.

The Gna cabin in the chariot's legs also has a wheel saw, which is used in close combat, and in addition to that, its mouthparts are two huge serrated guillotines that are enough to shatter the bones of heroic beasts, and as for the hoplites, it is crushed one-sidedly.

It's not just to reduce weight, the multi-legged chariot is originally a goblin technology, so the drivers are all green-skinned goblins.

They wear chariot caps and have meticulous faces.

"It's a goblin!"

Some people muttered, but there was no disdain in the words, because it was no longer strange, and you must know that the Chancellor of the Exchequer is a goblin.

"For Frankfurt, for the Duke of Downton, for the people!"

The commander of the chariot opened the hatch, got out, raised his hand in salute, and roared angrily.

Crash!

All the canopies of the chariots were opened, and the commander stood up, his face solemn, and roared loudly.

"Fight to the death!"

The goblins, once synonymous with thieves, are relying on their efforts to change the impression of others and lay a world where future generations can live freely.

"The goddess is above!"

Exclamations rang out.

The black carbon anti-oxidation coating of these mechanical chariots shines in the sun, like a steel monster, rushing to the battlefield.

"Come on!"

"It must be triumphant!"

"Come back alive!"

The citizens who stood on both sides of the street were stunned for a moment, and then began to wave their hands to bless these warriors who went on the expedition.

"Frankfurt is invincible, long live the Duke of Downton!"

A student suddenly raised his arms and shouted. It resonated with more students, who hissed and shouted, and gradually merged into a torrent.

"Look no further, it's almost late!"

One of the students yelled and turned to run.

The students in the crowd followed with determined eyes, and their steps were faster. The fists clenched tighter.

The citizens looked at these children in the uniforms of the First Military Academy, as if they were looking at a bright future!

This university, founded by the Duke of Downton, is the dream of all children, because when you enter there, you can become a general and command thousands of troops, and she is naturally the expectation of all families, former civilians. Even if you become a magician, you don't have much chance of becoming a nobleman, but now it's different, as long as your son successfully graduates from the military academy, he will get a baron.

In a two-story attic, a man leans sideways against the wall and witnesses a scene on the long street from the window.

"It's terrible that Downton has only been the Hand of the King for a few years, and that he has made the country so cohesive!"

The man sighed.

"This is the best chance, we have to destroy Frankfurt. Destroy Downton's base!"

There were also quite a few people in the attic, all checking their weapons. As soon as the signal is combined, they will launch a surprise attack on the city's major facilities.

Knock!

There was a knock on the door.

All the terrorists~ were shocked, and the team leader hurriedly pressed down with both hands, signaling a little restlessness.

"The knock code is right, it's your own person!"

One of the people in charge explained, whispering to the code. "Nightingale chirps!"

"Echo of the Yellow Bird!"

The person outside replied.

"How's it going?"

When the person in charge opened the door, he saw a flash of fire in front of him, an assassin with a triangular face scarf covered in black leather armor and rushing forward like a hungry tiger pounced on food. Put her hand over his mouth.

Poof!

Before the person in charge could draw his sword and resist, a low bowstring sounded, and the crossbow in the assassin's hand fired in succession, shooting the green arrow into his heart, which was obviously poisonous.

"Enemy attack!"

The people who carried out the sneak attack plan were all elites, and the team leader was not slow to react, but as soon as he finished shouting, a red blood line appeared on his neck, and a head flew up to the ceiling.

Bang! Bang!

At the same time, the walls, ceilings, and windows all cracked, and with a bang, a dark ball of light exploded, obscuring the vision, and the assassins launched a surprise attack.

"Damn, it's the killers of Odin's Eye!"

"The wind is leaking!"

"Withdraw!"

Seeing that it was the Drow elves who attacked, a group of terrorists~ were simply scared, since Beyoncé took charge of the Eye of Odin, all kinds of terrifying means made the people of the surrounding neighboring countries taboo this organization.

It is better to die than fall into their hands, and from this sentence, you can see how terrifying the deterrent power of the Eye of Odin is.

"Kill them all, and leave not one behind!"

The female Drow who led the team stretched out the tip of her ruddy tongue and licked off the blood that had splashed on her mouth, with a cruel smile on her face.

Or is the human world interesting, what fun is there in the underground races cannibalism.

Oh, the battle is over, and for the drow elves who are good at assassination, these tasks are not even a warm-up.

"Team leader, I killed six enemies, plus my previous combat exploits, I am already qualified to have dinner with Lord Divine Servant, right?"

A female drow asked excitedly.

"Can't help it?"

The team leader laughed and scolded, "Solve it yourself with your hands!"

"I want to see the Servant of God too!"

The female drow talked about the fact that after Beyoncé became Downton's slave, she did her best to serve, using the methods she learned in the martial arts tower, and began to brainwash these female drows so that they were no longer loyal to the family attention, but to Downton.

At present, the effect is excellent, these female drows, all willing to give their lives and souls to Downton, can be said to be the most fanatical believers.

"I'll get your wishes across!"

The tour leader also wanted to meet Downton.

At the same time, the Eye of Odin launched a full-scale clean-up operation, destroying the enemy's strongholds in the royal city and killing all terrorists~.

The royal palace, the study!

Abagun had been working tirelessly for a week, and he was now in charge of logistics, internal affairs, and now he was in charge of everything, and if it weren't for a staff committee of fifty men, he would have been exhausted.

"My lord, the clean-up operation is over!"

Staff Report.

"Don't bother me with such small things, let Beyoncé decide for herself. ”

Abagun replied without raising his head.

"The Seventh Army of Saint-Gertland has assembled and is marching on the ground. ”

The staff officer flipped to another page of the report.

"Haha, I finally can't wait, do you want to do it yourself?"

Abagon laughed shamefully, Saint-Gerdeland didn't expect that the Frankfurt army could hold out for so long in an embattled situation, and in order to take it in one go, he could only tear his face and start the war, "What do you think?"

"Sue the air force and assemble on the border of Saraje!"

Except for Trist, who was born in the martial arts tower and was trained as a martial arts master, Downton's subordinates are all from the wild road, so only he can sit in the command.

"Is it okay? Will other countries take advantage of the situation to attack?"

Abagon is worried, there is no problem with financial resources, but military strength is a big problem, after all, there are too many enemy countries and too many recruits.

"No, everyone is waiting for this battle, if we lose, it will be a full-scale war, if we win, we can hold out for a while!"

Trist saw clearly, and his own side was not alone.

"Well, the master doesn't know when he will come back?"

Abagun sighed, then folded his hands and prayed for Downton.

In the Dragon Hills and along the Red Shoreline, hundreds of thousands of troops confronted each other.

"Why are you fighting so hard? Look, now the bears are all out!"

In the middle of the army, the blood mallet roared at Suarez, because of the previous victory, the bear man was angry, and pounced on the servant army, to fight into the border with one blow.

"When did the Hills ogres turn into soft eggs?"

Su Ya rode on the back of a Sherman war bear, calmly holding a telescope to observe the enemy's situation.

"You're the softie, I just don't want to see your recklessness make the situation worse. The blood mallet roared, and both heads and four nostrils were snorting and snorting.

"Hmph, what about fifteen times more troops, we troll hunters, one can fight ten, we will definitely reproduce the glory of the troll thousand-year empire!"

Su Ya has been looking forward to this battle for a long time, and he wants to bring out the majesty and momentum of the troll clan so that the world can see it again.

"You madman, think about the big picture!"

Bloodhammer rage.

"Alright, shut up, the enemy legion is coming!"

Suya put away the binoculars, and the orcs, with the Minotaur Infantry Regiment and the Zebra Cavalry Regiment as the spearhead, took the lead in killing them.

At the back of the battle array, the neat and ethereal chanting of the shamanic group sounded, and in the air, the elements were as happy as elves, and the magic energy vibrated rapidly.

"Quick, quick, let the shamans prepare to intercept the magic!"

The blood hammer is busy urging, the mage regiment is the decisive force on the battlefield, once their own side is defeated, the legion phalanx will become an unguarded beauty, to be ravaged by others.

Boom! Boom!

In the first wave of magic attacks, the shamanic priesthood gained a suppressive advantage.

"I already knew!"

The blood mallet face is like ashes, the opposite side is a regular army, knows how to fight as a team, his own shamans are native, can only fight individually, and make judgments, so he has foreseen that a massacre is about to begin. (To be continued......)