Time: Late autumn on November 8, 1975

Location: Execution ground on the outskirts of Lonely Mountain Fortress

Boom... Boom... Boom...!

Three loud cannon shots rang out from the execution ground. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

On the side of the road near the execution ground, a child selling roasted sweet potatoes was obviously frightened by the loud noise, and timidly asked the old man on the side: "Grandpa, what's the matter?" Okay, why do you want to fire the artillery? Is there going to be a war again?"

The old man was already very old, with a wrinkled waist. He looked in the direction of the Dharma field, and his godless eyes were filled with tears.

"Kid, this is a soul cannon. It only rings when you kill, not when you fight"

Hearing that it was not a war, the child calmed down a little, and then asked, "Grandpa, hasn't this execution ground been used for many years?" Why do you want to kill people again today? Who are the people they killed, are they criminals?"

Tears flowed from the old man's eyes, he touched the child's head, and said in a low voice: "They are not criminals, but heroes of our Lonely Mountain Empire. Children, you must remember that these heroes were put on the execution ground for the sake of our happy life. They are all our loved ones. “

Seeing that the child looked puzzled, the old man stood up tremblingly, picked up the unsold sweet potatoes on the ground, sighed and said, "Let's go, kid! ”

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A month ago, the last bastion of the Lonely Mountain Empire, the Lonely Mountain Fortress, was breached by the Southern Legion of the Desert Empire, and this country that lasted for nearly a thousand years became the sixteenth small country in the Western Regions to be removed from the Desert Empire. Henry, King of the Lonely Mountain, was buried at the breath of the golden dragon, and his most elite Ninth Legion was nearly wiped out.

Since then, on the map of Middle-earth's power, there is only one name left in the entire vast west - the Desert Empire. And a small area that originally belonged to the Lonely Mountain Empire became the Desert Empire's Lonely Mountain Province.

The Battle of Lonely Mountain was the last battle of the Desert Empire to unify the Sixteen Kingdoms of the Western Regions. As with all epic stories, the final battle is often the most tragic and heart-wrenching.

The Desert Empire sent seven of the most elite infantry brigades of the Southern Legion, two Earth Walking Dragon Heavy Knights, two Light Cavalry Brigades, two archer brigades, a mage battalion, and a berserker squadron and six dragon knights, totaling more than 80,000 troops. And the King of the Lonely Mountain only had more than 5,000 men left in his most loyal Ninth Legion. The ratio of forces between the two sides reached a terrifying 15:1.

Before the battle, the world thought it was a battle without suspense. With an absolute superiority of fifteen times the enemy's forces, he captured a lonely city that had run out of ammunition and food. It is unlikely that either side will even actually engage in fire. Maybe it just needs the Desert Empire to send an envoy casually, go to the city wall and knock on the door, and nag to make the army in the city obediently open the door and surrender. Even General Rommel, the commander of the Southern Legion of the Desert Empire, believed that under the deterrence of absolutely superior forces, it was impossible for the Lone Mountain King to do any more useless resistance. Even if you want to die, you can crush them as easily as ants.

However, the result surprised everyone, and the King of the Lonely Mountain not only did not open the door and surrender. Instead, he led his most loyal Ninth Legion to defend the Lonely Mountain Fortress for half a year. Five thousand men dragged more than 80,000 people to death in the fortress of Lonely Mountain, and also inflicted heavy casualties on Rommel's southern army. This generation of famous generals who have been crisscrossing the Western Regions for 20 years and has the name of the Desert Fox is so anxious that he was almost dismissed from his post and investigated by the Imperial Military Department.

In the end, under Rommel's almost fateful attack, the fortress of Lone Mountain finally fell, but the price paid by his southern army was unbelievable.

The Ninth Legion was almost completely wiped out, but three infantry brigades of the Southern Legion, one of the Dragon Knights, and one of the archers were also removed from the troop structure. The Hussar Brigade and the Wizard Battalion lost more than half, and the Berserker Squadron lost one-third. The most painful thing was that two of the six dragon knights were killed in battle, and two were seriously wounded and left the battlefield forever. You must know that the dragon knight has a very high weight in the eyes of the handsome. As a strategic weapon, a dragon knight can play as much of an infantry brigade as he does in battle. In this instant, he lost four dragon knights. If he hadn't finally taken the Lonely Mountain Fortress, it is estimated that the military department would have really dragged him Rommel to a court-martial.

The overall battle loss ratio reached an unprecedented 7:1. This jade-like victory left one of the biggest stains on Rommel's illustrious military career. Some even say that it was the King of the Lonely Mountain and his Ninth Legion that really won, not Rommel.

The Battle of the Lonely Mountain was full of rage, and Henry, the King of the Lonely Mountain, and his Ninth Legion became an insurmountable pinnacle for later generations of soldiers. Even Rommel, a generation of famous generals who suffered from it, was full of respect for this god-of-war king and this steel army.

Rommel believed that this team was not only terrifying, but also had a strong will to fight, which he had only seen.

Towards the end of the battle, when the Southern Legion had the upper hand, he ordered his soldiers to persuade the Ninth Legion to surrender. And vouch for the honor of the servicemen, as long as they lay down their arms, their safety is guaranteed. But none of the officers and men of the Ninth Legion, who were already in a desperate situation and were certain to die, surrendered. Instead, they laughed out loud as if they had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. Some even laughed so much that tears flew from their eyes.

In the end, in the midst of wild laughter, as long as they could still move, they launched a final assault on the Southern Legion camp with their weapons. Unable to move, he directly stabbed the weapon in his hand into his chest. Not a single one surrendered, all of them were killed. The twelve soldiers who were about to be executed on the execution ground today were the same soldiers who were found in a coma with serious injuries while cleaning up the battlefield.

According to the captured information on the formation of the Ninth Army, Rommel sent someone to check the list of enemy dead soldiers after the war. In the end, it was determined that except for the missing General Renault, the commander of the Ninth Legion, and three small soldiers, as well as the twelve captured soldiers in front of him, the entire Ninth Legion, including 5,785 people including Henry, the king of the lonely mountain, were killed.

Rommel was also full of respect for the twelve prisoners of war on the torture platform.

After the battle, the medic woke them up. Knowing that the army had been completely wiped out, the twelve, without exception, all struggled to get up and grab everything around them that could be used as weapons, trying to fight hard. The guards of the Southern Legion had a hard time holding them down.

Then, the twelve men raised their heads and slammed into the wall in the same way, preparing to die and die. The guards could only tie them up tightly like rice dumplings before they stopped.

From then on, the twelve men went on a hunger strike, and they were determined to go to heaven to meet the robes.

Seeing that it was impossible to persuade them to surrender, the military department finally decided to carry them to death. And he also hopes to use the execution to lure out the missing commander of the Ninth Army, General Renault, and cut down the Ninth Army.

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In the cold wind, the twelve warriors tied to the execution stake held their heads high, and there was no trace of fear in their eyes, but they were full of anticipation. They wanted to get on their way as quickly as possible, so that they could go to heaven to find their robes that would live and die.

A clear bell sounded in the distance, and it was three quarters past noon, and it was time for the execution.

Twelve executioners lined up behind the twelve warriors. The snow-bright ghost head knife glowed with a dazzling blue light, neatly resting on the necks of the warriors.

"At three o'clock in the afternoon, the criminals have been identified, and the axe is ready for execution. The warden picked up the token from the sign holder and ordered in a loud voice.

As soon as this token flies towards the beheading platform, twelve human heads will land at the same time.

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There was silence in the court.

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Suddenly......

A sonorous and powerful singing voice came from afar from the gate of the Dharma field.

"A hundred battles in the yellow sand, a hundred battles in the yellow sand..."

"Heroic sons and daughters wear gold armor..."

"Blood is all over the sky, and the sword is like frost..."

"Raise the whip and march in all directions

"The Ninth Legion, Bend the Bow and Shoot the Celestial Wolf"

"Blood is all over the sky, and the sword is like frost..."

"Slaughter Hulu, happy on the battlefield..."

"Horse leather shroud, horse leather shroud, you and I go to heaven together..."

"The Mighty Ninth Legion, the Great Ninth Legion..."

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The twelve warriors' eyes lit up, and they all began to sing along.

This is the military song of the Ninth Legion, which was once sung all over the streets and alleys of the Lonely Mountain Empire. Whenever the Ninth Legion returned triumphantly, the people of the city would sing this song in welcome. Everyone regards this military song as the most beautiful and popular ballad. Even babbling babies regard it as their first initiation nursery rhyme.

Not a single lonely mountain man is not familiar with this song, and even more so the twelve warriors on the torture platform. And they could already hear who that sonorous voice was coming from.

More than once they had heard this voice on the school grounds of the Ninth Legion, and this was their corps commander, General Reynolds.

When the Southern Corps guards told them that General Reynaud had left his troops and fled the battlefield alone, he was a deserter. The twelve warriors all leaned forward and fell back laughing.

Every soldier of the Ninth Army knew General Reynolds. They know that His Excellency the General will never abandon his troops and comrades. It won't let the robes disappoint even the slightest. Not before, not now, and not in the future. No, at the last moment of their execution, His Excellency the General returned. Come back and join them on the road to find their deceased brothers.

Dressed in the court uniform of the Lonely Mountain Empire, without a single soldier, His Excellency Renault walked alone on the song and strode from outside the gate. The tall figure is like a pine in the autumn wind, and the loud singing is like thunder.

The singing became more and more high-pitched, and the twelve iron-clad men sang loudly along with the general's singing, tears welling up in their eyes as they sang.

Everyone has the same thought in their hearts, "Back to the general, the general will take us to find those brothers who live and die." Everyone can fight side by side again and party all night. The road to heaven must be very long, and those robes must have been in a hurry! Your Excellency, take us on the road. In this life and the next, we are your most faithful subordinates, and we will always follow you in heaven and earth. “

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General Reynolds finally arrived.

The longbowmen, who had long been lying in ambush under the torture platform, appeared. Fifty strong bows and fifty sharp arrows were silently aimed at His Excellency the General.

The Ninth Legion is about to be wiped out here.

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The token in the prisoner's hand arced and flew down on the execution platform.

... Burst... Burst... Burst....

There was a muffled sound, and the executioner, who had been waiting for a long time, raised his knife and fell, and the heads of twelve heroes flew into the air, and blood sprayed all over the torture table. At this moment, there was a thunderclap in the sky. Immediately after that, rolling red clouds poured into the Dharma field from all directions, like a sea of blood.

It was as if the hero's blood had stained the entire sky of the Lonely Mountain red.

Fifty longbowmen, all carefully selected archers, shot fifty sharp arrows out of the string, all of which entered the chest of His Excellency the General.

Everything between heaven and earth became blurred, and Yin Hong's blood and white snow on the huge execution ground were dazzling. In a trance, people only saw the face of His Excellency the General. It was a face without the slightest pain, even with a gentle smile.

The general paused for a moment, and then continued to sing the Ninth Legion anthem in his sonorous voice.

"A hundred battles in the yellow sand, a hundred battles in the yellow sand..."

"Heroic sons and daughters wear gold armor..."

"Blood is all over the sky, and the sword is like frost..."

"Raise the whip and march in all directions

"The Ninth Legion, Bend the Bow and Shoot the Celestial Wolf"

"Blood is all over the sky, and the sword is like frost..."

"Slaughter Hulu, happy on the battlefield..."

"Horse leather shroud, horse leather shroud, you and I go to heaven together..."

"The Mighty Ninth Legion, the Great Ninth Legion..."

It wasn't until the last word of the lyrics was sung that a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then he stood quietly in the center of the court.

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Goose feathers fell in the sky as the blood clouds rolled.

Twelve headless corpses lay quietly on the snow, and General Renault stood peacefully in the middle of the court. Not a single Southern legionnaire dared to go over to see if the general was alive or dead. Everyone froze in place. Until the snow covered the shogun into a god-like statue.

"Look, the hero is gone, and the sky is crying. “

The old man who sold sweet potatoes led his little grandson and silently placed incense and candle offerings on the side of the court.

"Come, grandson. Kowtow to these strong men, and may they go all the way. ”

The child obediently kowtowed three times in front of the sacrifice.

"Remember, kid. The blood of heroes is not shed in vain. We won't be slaves forever. When the horn of the Ninth Legion sounded again, when the golden lion banner fluttered again in the sky above the Lonely Mountain Empire. That's when you take up arms and follow the heroes to drive the desert dogs out of their homes..."

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Red Frost Calendar November 8, 1975, late autumn. Renault, the leader of the rebels in the Lonely Mountain, was corrected in the western suburbs. Twelve rebel soldiers in the same case were beheaded. At this point, the Lonely Mountain Empire has truly become the Lonely Mountain Province of the Desert Empire. (This is an official document)

Red Frost Calendar November 8, 1975, late autumn. General Reynolds, the commander of the Ninth Legion of the Lonely Mountain Empire, fought hundreds of Desert Empire soldiers alone, with three hundred and fifty arrows in his body, and he still stood tall, like a god descending from the heavens. In the end, because he was outnumbered, he died on the battlefield and died in the country. None of the twelve warriors survived. The blood of heroes inspires all the people of the Lonely Mountain Empire to defend the dignity of the Lonely Mountain Empire to the death. (This is folklore)

Red Frost Calendar November 8, 1975, late autumn. On the day of the heroic death of General Reynolds, the commander of the Ninth Army of the Lonely Mountain Empire. Thirteen bright novas appeared in the sky. These thirteen stars make up a mighty lion. And the battle flag of the Ninth Legion happened to be the Golden Lion. This group of new stars was named the Seventh Constellation. The largest and brightest star on the lion's head is known as the Reynolds Star. (This is the record of the senior astrological soothsayer of the Lonely Mountain)