When the light of dawn dimmed, the Northern Coalition forces opened up on the plains. The long and narrow front lined up for several kilometers until the end of the line of sight. It was the largest civil war in Kislev, with more than 100,000 people meeting on this battlefield.

In the cold morning air, Rhodes put on a heavy manticore lion cloak, leaned over and grabbed a handful of dirt, crushed it and wiped it in the palm of his hand. The Great War was on the verge of breaking out, and he hadn't touched a weapon for a long time, and since he had lured the Iron Sheet to the north, there was hardly anyone else who could fight him. Rhodes knew that he and the Ice Queen Catalina would eventually have a fight, and this day was getting closer and closer.

Ursock the bear leaned over and pressed his huge furry head against Rod, who just patted his good buddy before resolutely getting up and turning over on his horse. The war horse neighed and galloped out. Ursok the Giant Bear ran wildly behind him. In front of them were 50,000 Northern Coalition troops, as well as an unprofessional army that had been spontaneously organized and gathered from various places, plus the Knights of the Black Rose, with a total number of more than 60,000 people.

Rod knew that the other side was much more than that. The width of their front was significantly wider than that of the Northerners. What this means is very clear, once the war starts, the side of the battle line that is not long enough will be easily surrounded by two wings, and for the legion, the flanks fall and are surrounded on three sides, that is the most passive situation. Because the soldiers are likely to be attacked on their backs, their morale will collapse under the huge casualties.

It's just that in the face of the menacing Southern Army, the tactics of the Northern Coalition Army have already been decided.

In front of the position, the dark horse galloped, and under the sun, the small figure became the hope and sustenance of the legion, the hope and sustenance of the entire north, and even, the hope and sustenance of the entire Kislev. Rhodes knew that what he was shouldering was no longer the lives of tens of thousands of people, no longer a few castles, but a country and an era.

"Brothers, soldiers, I am Rod Lawn, King of the North. Most of you know me, but there are also many who are seeing me for the first time. It doesn't matter, that doesn't stop us from standing here side by side today and fighting for the future of Kislev. ”

"Brothers, the enemy is at hand, they are twice as numerous as ours. They are well-armed and physically strong. However, I must tell you that it is not something to be afraid of. In the eyes of the warriors of the North, there is nothing to fear, and if you are religious enough, you will not fear death. Because, the gods will protect us!"

Rod tugged at the reins and stopped.

"I've seen the barbarians of the North, I've fought countless orcs, I've gone deep underground to fight vampires and the undead, and I've climbed to the top of the world to fight troll kings. Once, countless people thought that I would die, but fate played a joke on them, and again and again, I completed impossible missions and tasks, and again and again, I was desperate. So, today, what I have to tell you is, just follow me, you can too! You will witness the impossible happen, follow me, and you will do miracles. Because along the way, we have all walked roads that no one has gone before, and we have created countless impossible things!"

Roar...... Roar...... Roar......

The dense crowd of soldiers let out a fanatical cry, especially those veterans of Blackhammer Castle. They followed Rhodes all the way, went through countless battles, and witnessed countless miracles, just like their lord in front of them said - they made miracles and made history.

"The banner of glory has fallen, but today, we will regain this broken banner, because it was stained red with the blood of countless predecessors! We will create our own beautiful life and world. It's a world that belongs to us! Follow me, fight, because this is our only chance to change our fate!"

"For Kislev, for the North! Follow me and fight to the end!"

A deafening cry resounded through the heavens and the earth at this moment, and the golden sun rose from behind the legion, illuminating Rod's vicissitudes, scarred face.

The Thunder Axe was raised high, and more than a dozen heavy artillery pieces and continuous fire guns fired in unison. First Literature

It was like a bombshell exploding on the ground.

Artillery on both sides exchanged fire.

The high-speed flying projectile was a deadly soul, swept through the crowd, setting off a storm of flesh and blood, accompanied by a loud bang, the severed limbs and severed arms that had been blown off flew in the air, and the blood of the soldiers gushed out and sprinkled all over the phalanx......

"Hold on!"

In the crowd, the lords roared. They had to stabilize the phalanx, because while their own positions were being shelled, the opposite positions were also being subjected to inhumane shelling.

A solid bullet landed in front of Baron Giger, the lord of Castle Twilight, and after a loud deafening bang, a blasted arm flew right in front of the lord. Scarlet blood sprinkled Jiger's face. But as a lord of one side, Giger simply ordered the soldiers to drag the body away and the surrounding warriors to fill in the position. Until the enemy's offensive arrives, they must maintain a phalanx to fend off an outnumbered enemy force.

But after a few seconds, another shell fell on the lord's side.

"It's a repeater!"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

Yes, both sides have the same weapons!, except that the wind is temporarily favorable to the Northern Coalition. This allowed the Northern Legion's shells to fly farther and be more powerful.

Standing behind the crowd, Rhodes stared closely at the opposite front, and every time the fire flashed, Rhodes' heart twitched, which meant that another cannonball came from the opposite side, and once it hit the human body, he would definitely die.

Finally, a solid cannonball flew through the infantry phalanx and landed behind the legion's position, and less than ten meters from the king of the north, the cannonball pierced the bodies of the two cavalrymen, along with the horses under them, and were smashed into a blur of flesh and blood by the high-speed flying cannonballs. Half of the shattered body was still on the horse's back, the upper half of the body was torn, half of the arm was still hanging from the stump, and the other half had flown into the distance and landed in the grass.

The blood instantly dyed the horses and the grass a dark red.

At this moment, Rhodes seemed to hear the Northland elegy. On today's battlefield, tens of thousands of people are going to die in battle, and they will die tragically.

After the constant roar of artillery fire, Kislev's Southern Army began to take it no longer. The wind did not change for a long time, and the Southern Army, which was in a headwind, began to attack.

In the dust, the legion slowly approached. It was like a narrow front, dragging the sand and dust behind it. Attack the Northern Coalition on the defending side. At the same time, the cavalry on both wings of the legion also began to move, and between heaven and earth, there was a vast expanse, and countless iron armor trembled in the air and made a sonorous sound.