From time to time, thunder and lightning struck in the gray sky, dazzling flashes reflected the bloody battlefield, and the deafening thunder mixed with crazy shouts and groans was like the craziest symphony, pushing the bloody war to the climax. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info like a clumsy abstract painting, the thick blood and the mutilated corpse render the earth hideous and terrifying.

This is the earth, but it belongs to hell, and this is a place that God cannot bear to take care of, because this is a battlefield, a place full of death, killing each other with all his might, and being killed again, where life is trampled without hesitation.

Al gasped, sweat kept flowing down his forehead and blurred his eyes, he only rudely wiped it with his sleeve, the usually light and comfortable robe was soaked in sweat and wrapped his body, as uncomfortable as wearing a coat in summer, Al laughed at himself: "If my father was here, he would definitely reprimand me for this desecration of the robe." There was a sound of fighting on the battlefield in his ears, reminding him that he had just been distracted, and he was actually distracted on the battlefield, Al knew that this was the result of his excessive mental wear, and he was no longer able to concentrate, and he was afraid that he would not be able to release much magic anymore.

The sword and shield soldiers in front once again repelled the enemy's attack, and the battle-hardened soldiers skillfully used their shields to cover each other, looking at the enemy's gaps and directly attacking the vital points, often with a swift sword that could make the enemy in front of them fall and never get up again. The spearmen behind the sword and shield soldiers mechanically repeated the action of stabbing forward and retracting their guns, and many of the soldiers did not even have a hideous or angry expression on their faces, and all that was left was dullness and numbness. The battle lasted from early morning to afternoon, and the sword and shield soldiers in front had rotated four times, and the spearmen had been fighting continuously, many soldiers were so tired that they could not lift their guns, and most of them had cramps in their arms, but no one gave up the battle, because everyone knew that they had no way back, either die here or live to continue the fight, to seize the faint dawn of victory.

The queue stretched for several kilometers like a reef in front of the army, desperately blocking the enemy's attack. If you look down from the sky, you can see the collision of two distinct colors, the black tide crashing straight against the white reef, and after a while it turns into hundreds of waves, then into water again, and finally the black fades, leaving only the standing white and the red that longs for more blood.

Al raised his telescope and looked into the distance, and when he saw the Kuroshio Tide reappearing, he couldn't help but sigh, knowing that letting the troops take a breather was a luxury after all. The enemy troops in front were always shrouded in a black fog, and did not make a sound, not even the sound of snare drums and military orders.

"Sabel, how many waves is this?" asked Al to the lieutenant beside him.

"It's been the fourteenth wave since the early morning, my lord," replied Sabel, his face as calm as ever, but his spear clenched, his hand showing his inner turmoil. "What a terrible enemy, without the slightest confusion or fear, but forward, without fear of pain, death, and fatigue, until all men were killed, without a single sound, without shouting, without groaning, not even a sound of insults. Even after so many battles, it's still disgusting," he said, shaking the spear in his hand again, wondering if he would be able to continue fighting with it tomorrow.

"Such an army is either all saints or dehumanized puppets, apparently the Dark Mage guys don't treat them as human beings either", Al did not put down the telescope, he could even see the numb faces of the enemy, not even the slightest expression, obviously, they were no different from dead even if they were alive.

When the enemy rushed into the five hundred meters, the longbow team had already begun to throw at the front, and the longbowmen with sufficient physical strength could throw more than eight hundred meters, but the longbowmen who had already exhausted their physical strength could no longer maintain their maximum range, and many longbowmen had to use bloody fingers to draw the bow and shoot arrows because of too many strings, and the finger sleeves sewn with cooked cowhide had been cut, and many longbowmen had to use bloody fingers to draw the bow and shoot arrows.

When the enemy rushed into the range of three hundred meters, the commander in front suddenly shouted angrily: "Fire", the sword and shield soldiers who had been prepared for a long time took the crossbow to shoot, they did not panic to load the crossbow arrows, after three rounds of shooting, quickly dropped the bow and crossbow in their hands, drew their swords and raised their shields, and set up a formation to meet the impact. After continuous impacts, the defensive formation composed of sword and shield soldiers and spearmen had thinned out a lot, and several sword and shield soldiers were too tired to raise their shields half a beat, and they were stabbed and fell down.

Al knew that they might not be able to withstand this wave of attacks, gritted his teeth, put down the telescope, made a prayer gesture on his chest with his left hand, and raised the holy scepter in his hand with great difficulty with his right hand to point at the defense queue, the silver staff smelted from the six silver crosses of the Holy Radiance Cathedral was inlaid with four tiny primordial stones, flickering with a faint light, "God said, those who fight for me, should have a hundred arms and a hundred feet, and when they fight again, they will win and win." As soon as the words fell, a burst of silver-white holy light shrouded the thousand-meter queue, and the warriors in front felt that their exhausted bodies were full of strength again, their arms that had been cramped could still pick up spears and swords, and their half-kneeling thighs could still stride forward, cheering and fighting forward, and the white queue shrouded in silver light looked like the holy sword Tydar recorded in the holy scriptures swept forward, slashing all the darkness and leaving the glory of victory.

Al breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that there was no problem in blocking this wave, suddenly his eyes turned black, and he almost fell off his horse, but fortunately Sabel next to him fished him up, "My lord, your mental wear is too great, do you want to let the priests and mages take action." Al shook his head, "The dark mages haven't made a move yet, so they can't be careless, not to mention that the orcs, dark elves, and dwarves haven't been on it, and I can't send a reserve team to go up to it, so I can only hold on now." ”

Suddenly, there was a little change in the black fog on the opposite side, and the orcs with a height of three to four meters walked out of the queue. If the previous human armies deliberately dyed their shields or uniforms black. This group of guys in black iron armor pressed in front of the formation like black clouds, and there were not even smoothed edges and spikes in the rough armor, and as for the inner lining or something, it was impossible to have them, and the orcs with rough skin and thick flesh didn't care at all. Crude armor can only protect key parts such as the head and heart, unlike humans, orcs do not have any lethal parts, even if the head or heart and other parts are stabbed, the remaining wildness in the orc's body can still make the orc fight frantically for a while. Armed with heavy weapons such as maces, a large group of orcs began to charge. Orcs have the characteristics of returning to beasts, some have extremely long fangs, some hands have directly turned into claws, and some have various tails, but don't underestimate these orcs, although they can't cast spells through memory spells like humans, but some orcs with the characteristics of casting magic beasts can cast spells by instinct. Unlike ordinary orcs, who usually have to vent their anger or roar during battle, this group of orcs, like the previous human armies, except for the footsteps they make when running, they don't even make a sound when they charge, and there is no doubt that this group of orcs has also become puppets.

El was ready when the orcs came out, "hoplite ready" El said with a frown, and Sabel roared to convey the order to the entire army. The hoplites in the middle army came to the front of the formation, they held a one-meter-high tower shield in one hand, and a spear made of stainless steel in the other, facing the orcs who were twice as tall as humans, swords and other weapons were meaningless, only by directly stabbing the orcs with their guns, and then using the tower shield to delay for a while, they could exhaust the lives of these monsters. These powerhouses who have been trained to enter the body can use equipment that is three to five times heavier than ordinary infantry. In a sense, there is no difference between the charge of the orcs and the charge of the hoplites, when an orc with a height of four meters sprints over and swings the mace down, even the strong who has entered the body will be smashed to the point of spitting blood, not to mention ordinary soldiers. All hoplites are elemental strongmen, and they are tasked with holding back the orc charge, and if the orcs are allowed to rush in, the entire formation may be torn apart.

As the orcs ran, many orcs had already begun to cast spells, fireballs the size of basins, crystalline ice spikes, wind blades so large that they could even show their tracks in the air, dense stones, and all kinds of natural magic of different colors smashed towards the pikemen queue like brilliant fireworks. There was no unified order, no elemental complementarity, and some of the magic released by instinct even collided with each other in the air and annihilated, but the powerful energy rolled up the sand on the ground, and from a distance, it seemed like a sandstorm suddenly blowing forward, trying to destroy everything in front of it.

"Elemental resonance!" Without waiting for the commander's order, many experienced soldiers began to mobilize the elements in their bodies, although they could not do the extent of the elements being released, but the large army of thousands of people mobilized the elements in the body at the same time, resulting in a rapid increase in the elemental content in this area, all the natural magic entering this area has reduced most of the power, leaving all kinds of traces on the refined armor, and some magic is not fatal even if it breaks through the barrier of the armor and causes injuries. But Lady Luck doesn't favor everyone, on the contrary, the Goddess of Doom always watches you, some unfortunate soldiers are directly hit on the head by hard magic rocks, and the powerful kinetic energy can't even resist the sturdy helmet, and many guys who are lucky not to be smashed in the head can no longer continue to fight because of concussions. The magical storm swept by, but the dense queue was as solid as a rock, even if death happened around them, the hands that clenched the shield spear were firm and unwavering.

The puppets ignore death because they have lost their humanity, but the warriors always have a reason to sacrifice their lives to fight. Because of despair, fearlessness, glory, guards, victory, because they are men, they always carry the whole world on their shoulders.