For Xia Feng, the most beautiful dream in the world is to find out by chance, but in fact, this is not a dream, but a reality.

.....

In the year 1093 of the Terra calendar, the Victorian Dark Ages entered a fever pitch.

A large number of expelled infected people fled from the north to the south, and behind them was the butcher's knife of the Central Army.

It is worth mentioning that in the early days of the confrontation between the north and the south, the General Military Department of the Reich sent General Medes to the Southern Frontier Military District, holding the military order of the Chief of Military Affairs Frey, demanding a full takeover of the frontier military district.

However, Medders was greeted by a flying kick from General Gleeson.

Inside the General Headquarters, General Gleeson's guards had never seen him so furious.

"Bang!"

I saw that General Gleeson, who was not strong, picked up the fallen Medes and smashed it in the face of his old comrade-in-arms.

It wasn't until he beat Meders into a pig's head that he finally stopped.

After venting, General Gleason's chest rose and fell violently, and his determined eyes stared at Medus, whose face was covered in blood.

"Maids, for the sake of your daughter Mesha's face, I'm going to spare your life today, go back and tell Frey that I, Gleason, am dying, and I'm going to die with the millions of infected people in the south, because in my heart, they're all Victorian nationals who need to be guarded."

Medus lifted his eyelids in his dying breath.

Gleason ..... Soldiers make it their duty to obey orders, and you ......"

Gleason straightened up and glanced at Medders one last time.

"If there is a serious disagreement between your so-called order and the justice of human nature, then it will be enough for the soldiers to fight for the justice in their hearts, and I believe that the true king of the Aslan will inherit the will of the first king, and as long as we swear to the death and firmly believe in it, blood and sacrifice will be meaningful."

.....

Medders is gone, and under the command of General Gleason, the border military district is as stable as Mount Tai.

A few days later.

The combined forces of Sami and Sargon reached the border, the tide reversed, and the situation in the south, which had been losing steadily, ushered in the dawn.

However, there is still a darkness in this ray of light, because at the same time that the coalition army arrived at the border, the Kazdale army led by the new monarch also completed the assembly on the border of Victoria.

The war-mad monarch famously helped Victoria quell the rebellion, but it was not clear whether the "rebellion" he was referring to was Vina or Verin.

With the posture of this 300,000 demon army, I'm afraid I will stir up troubled waters and get a piece of the pie.

Of course, for this external threat, someone will definitely not agree.

"Turtle, I'm going to be away for a while and I'll be back in about a week."

Carrying a bag full of source stones, the man with a black flame burning in his left eye left.

....

A week later.

"Bang!"

When Xia Feng returned to the headquarters of the Yehua City Frontier Military Region covered in blood, he slapped a bloody head on the table.

"General Gleason, that bullshit monarch killed me, open the door."

General Gleason stared at the head, slamming the table in a loud voice.

"Good!"

This explosive message is precisely the signal for a full-scale counteroffensive in the south, and the unbalanced scales are finally approaching the level.

Getting this exciting good news, Meisha next to her excitedly hugged the triumphant summer breeze and said with joy.

"Great, Xia Feng, you're a hero!"

Xia Feng looked at the usually cold Meisha with some surprise.

"Hey, Chief Meisha, do you need to be so excited?"

Sensing that General Gleeson and the guards were there, Mesha immediately let go of the summer breeze and turned a dark red.

"Ahem, don't get me wrong, this is just a show of love for the hero...."

"Show love?"

"No, no, no, it's grateful, oops, you're such a person, it's annoying!"

Looking at Meisha's arrogant appearance, Xia Feng subconsciously smiled.

"I've got blood all over me, don't get your clothes dirty."

Meisha clasped her arms.

"Cut, I'm a soldier, how can a soldier be afraid of blood."

.....

At this moment, Xia Feng suddenly had a feeling of trance.

For some reason, he looked at Mesa's face almost greedily, and took in every sound she uttered.

Looking at Mesha, he subconsciously whispered.

"Meisha, thank you for your letter."

Getting this inexplicable sentence, Mesha blushed again.

"What the hell, what are you talking about?"

The summer breeze came back to its senses, and the indescribable sense of déjà vu faded and disappeared like a tide.

"No ....."

"What do you say?"

"No, nothing ....."

Meisha turned her face away.

"Cut, what kind of effort to talk to yourself, isn't it just a small achievement, don't be complacent, the war is far from over."

"Heh, I know."

"Hey, don't stare at me, why are you weird."

"Yes."

....

Winter.

The Central Army, which had driven the infected to the hinterland, fought a bloody battle with the Southern Coalition at Hongshaping.

In that war, many people died, and many people were saved.

It was the great soldiers who died, and it was the old and weak infected who were hiding in the hinterland cities that were saved, and it was this bloody and cruel battle that provoked the last resistance of the weak.

At this point, the banner of black wings was erected high in Shengdi City, and the terrifying black tide began to condense.

In addition to the military, one of the most terrifying "armies" the world of Terra has ever had to do was born.

.....

In the heavy snowfall, this "mobile natural disaster" went all the way north, directly from the city of Shengdi to cross the north-south border, and inserted itself into the northern hinterland like an unstoppable black dragon.

In order to deal with the desperate battle of the army of the infected, the Imperial War Department urgently ordered the activation of three nearby cities, forming a triangular fortress with cross-cover on the plain in front of Lentinium.

That battle was the dividing line between heaven and hell, and it was also a ladder built by death.

Blinded by hatred, the infected will no longer fear death, and even if they are crushed to pieces, even if they fight to the point of annihilation, they will roar and rush to the final enemy position.

Source stone cannons, a rain of crossbow arrows, spell teams, fierce long-range strikes cover everything on the plains.

On the road to return together with the interweaving of blood and tears, Xia Feng made the final decision.

......

Raindrops fell in the wilderness, the sound of "rustling" sounded, and the main battlefield in the distance, fierce battles were still rising.

Xia Feng took a deep breath, turned around, and looked beyond the three cities in front of him, casting his gaze farther away.

"I'm going to Lentinium."

Hearing his words, everyone was stunned.

"Hey! Are you crazy? Going to Lentinium now? ”

"I'm not crazy, this is the only chance."

"What chance?"

"As long as I can kill Verin, the will to fight of the Central Army will be weakened in an instant, and without the king who needs to be protected, their perseverance will be meaningless."

Silver-gray's deep voice came from the side.

"That's your chance?"

"That's right."

"Xia Feng, the difficulty of attacking Lentinium and killing Verin is probably no less than winning this victory on the main battlefield."

"I know."

....

At this moment, Xia Feng's expression was very calm.

Tiny raindrops fell on his face, and droplets of water wet his hair.

His gaze was on Lentinium at the rear of the battlefield.

"I'd like to give it a try, just in case there is a miracle."