Jack is a veteran, and just last night he had a rare restful night's sleep. Pen~Fun~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Dark Elves' offensive stopped last night for some reason, but this is not a good sign, as it usually means the last calm before the storm.

At dawn, the sun was just showing the horizon, and Jack, who had just woken up, heard a long horn, and the dark elf troops were moving frequently, as if they were going to make some great moves.

The time will come, and Jack bared his snow-white teeth, and he didn't forget to take a sip of wine before the big battle. From the castle tower, the corpses of his comrades were still piled up on the plain, and the flames of his best 'brother' were forever left there. He still vividly remembered that at the critical moment it was the flames that led him wildly, and he was about to reach the foot of the city gate, but it was shot by a crossbow and never got up again.

After another sip of wine, cloudy old tears flowed from the corners of Jack's eyes. "They're all dead!

The rest of the wine was spilled into the air, not only in memory of his beloved horses, but also in memory of those dead comrades!

When the loud trumpet of the charge sounded, when the sound of the war drums roared, the dense tide of enemies continued to storm the city walls. Even the earth shook, crossbows, trebuchets, round after round of constant attacks. Like a flat boat, Sha Ivan at this time is in the final struggle!

In the port north of Shaivan, it was already crowded with people at this time, but there were not enough ships to load this surging crowd. Unfortunately, at the beginning of the war, the navy in the harbor had already been transferred, and the remaining merchant ships and cargo ships had already fled with their financiers on the first day of the terrible battle. And now there are only a few small fishing boats left, and these small fishing boats are still being requisitioned by the rich and powerful people in the city!

There is no one to maintain order, because there are not enough soldiers! Soldiers are fighting bloody battles on the front line, while the people are only thinking about fleeing back to their hometowns as soon as possible! This is the disadvantage of a commercial republic! The cohesion of the country is too low!

Only a small number of people spontaneously stood on the tower, whether it was out of desperation or for survival, or for the sake of their relatives, those who had the courage to stand on the tower were worthy of respect, but those who were worthy of respect were falling one by one!

The knights, having lost their horses and spears, proved their courage with their swords, and the fishermen and merchants took up their hoes and daggers and rushed up to the towers.

Round after round, well-trained Dark Elf warriors stormed the city walls! The newly transferred 3rd Division was sent to the south gate, and together with the 2nd Division, it was the main force of the attack! The 4th and 1st Divisions were engaged in feints on the east and west sides to draw the enemy's forces.

From dawn to early morning, the fierce battle had been going on for three hours! Hundreds of ladders were densely packed on the city wall, like chains, firmly locking this trapped beast!

Stepping on the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, the 3rd Division, the most elite ace of the Night Legion, took the lead in gaining a firm foothold on the tower! A dark elf warrior tried to plant the flag at the top of the tower, but the sharp arrow pierced his throat mercilessly, until the corpse rolled down the tower, his eyes were still open, and he seemed to be in disbelief that he was only a little short of the highest glory!

One of the Dark Elves fell, but his flag was carried by another Dark Elf, and the flag was once again attempted to be planted in the tower. And this time the Dark Elves will be greeted with piping hot oil!

The South Gate has been caught in a sea of fire! Humans in desperate situations are always the most crazy! They have temporarily delayed the enemy's attack in a way that has died together!

Three kilometers away, the base camp of the Night Legion.

Looking at the sea of fire in the distance, the Legion Leader of the Night Legion shook his head slightly. "What is the cause of this war, the destruction of a caravan?"

Not only the corps commanders did not understand, but many generals did not understand either. Why does the empire, which has been peaceful for more than 50 years, start a war again, every minute that passes, some of his subordinates will die, which makes the old dark elf general who loves soldiers like a son drip blood every moment, he would rather never have a war, but obeying orders is the duty of a soldier! The will of His Majesty the Emperor and the Senate must be thoroughly implemented!

Until much later, the great battle between the Dark Elves and the Republic of Sardinia was still the subject of great discussion among later historians, and what caused the two overlords to collide head-on, just a completely annihilated caravan, or the unreasonableness of the Dark Elf Emissary, or the aggressiveness of the Republic of Sardinia? As if an invisible hand was playing with everything, the war inevitably broke out in the end!

"Kill, kill these bastards!" On the towers and streets, the Dark Elf warriors and humans scuffled, and the balance of victory was gradually tilting in favor of the Night Legion. The complete fall of Shaivan is now only a matter of time. The first to be broken through was not the south of the Night Army's key attack, nor the east of the Fourth Division, which was a little leisurely and leisurely, but the west of the 1st Division, which lost more than half of its losses in the bloody battle!

The corpses were piled high on the side and no one cared for them, and when the knife was curled, they picked up another one on the ground, and jumped off the tower without an arm!

Whether it is humans or dark elves in the west, they have carried out an extremely cruel fight, the soldiers of the first division hate humans more than the soldiers of other divisions, there have been too many compatriots dead in the battle in the past two days, the empire has been peaceful for many years, when has there been such a tragic battle!

War is the most ferocious in humans, and the wrath of the Dark Elves has reached its extreme. Anger does not make the 1st Division stronger, but it makes them more crazy! In a hysterical way, the 1st Division, which was supposed to be a feint, launched the most fierce attack, and the intensity of the attack of the 1st Division, which had no reserves, was even stronger than that of the south where there were two divisions!

Veteran Jack slashed four of the Dark Elf warriors of the First Division, and he was eventually hacked to death by the enemy. Madness! There is only madness in the west!

At noon, the western city wall was completely controlled by the 1st Division, and the commander of the 1st Division, despite the dozen wounds on his body, forcibly raised the flag of the Night Legion on the city tower with the support of his subordinates!

He didn't do this to grab credit, but he wanted to tell everyone in this way that this credit belongs to all the soldiers of the First Division!

Only in this way can we pay tribute to those loyal subordinates who have died in battle!

Unbeknownst to Antonio, his move brought him into the sight of His Majesty the Emperor and the Senate, and this man would surely become a sword for the Empire in the future!

After this battle, Antonio's First Division was enshrined as the Iron Army, and the name of the First Division resounded throughout the empire. But what Antonio didn't know was that the first division fought bloodily to win the first victory, but it was grudged by some narrow-minded villains, and the victory crown that originally belonged to the ace of the third division was ruthlessly taken away by Antonio!

Street fighting continued until the evening, and the Governor's Palace in the city was also hung with the royal flag of the Night Empire, and from this moment on, Shaivan became the territory of the Night Empire!

The human commander was found dead in his own command, and his demeanor was still intensely unwilling. Upon examination, it was confirmed that he had committed suicide by poisoning, and the commander of the Night Legion even held a small funeral for him.

"Warriors deserve to be respected everywhere. This is the inscription of the Captain of the Night Legion at the funeral. Living and dying with one's own army is the last thing a commander can do.

The Night Legion did not massacre civilians on a large scale, on the contrary, they maintained good discipline, although there were some vicious incidents of bows and women women, but they were all suppressed by the old generals with harsh military law. The veteran general, the most important decision-maker, knew that their victory came mainly from the enemy's popular support. If the hundreds of thousands of people in the city really resist desperately, how can they be able to take this fortified city? Break the will of mankind to fight and let them serve us, a preliminary strategic concept has been formed, and the old general has analyzed the nature of the maritime nation very thoroughly, and believes that a large part of the human race will choose to defect, of course, there must be sufficient interests.

The Night Legion had not paid any attention to the port north of the city, as if he was not worried about the enemy escaping from this route. On the inland sea, just fifty nautical miles, the fragments of countless ships floated on the sea, and even the sea water was dyed red. Women were taken as slaves, while men were killed.

The navy of the Night Empire does not have the good temper of the old generals, and men will only become a burden at sea, and they brutally force men off the sampan one by one for fun, and women have become their tools to vent their desires.

Compared with the brutal battle of Shaivan, the central part of the overseas territory, the battle in Fez, the eastern capital, can simply be described as leisurely! The troops of the two sides, which add up to nearly 300,000, confronted each other, and today I lost a squadron, and tomorrow you lose a squadron! On the day with the highest casualties, the two sides combined lost only 300 men! This is simply a play at home!

But war is war, and neither side of the war is stupid, and there must be a reason for doing so. After capturing the central city of Shaivan, the next step of the Night Empire's plans is about to be implemented.

But there seemed to be a slight mistake in this plan, and in just one day, the 50,000 troops of the Empire attacking Marrakech were completely annihilated! When the news of the huge fleet set sail reached the old general, he had already realized the seriousness of the problem, so he would storm Shaivan at all costs, but he never thought that they could move so quickly!

Although the Night Empire's attack on Marrakech was itself weak, their enemies were also only 50,000, and they belonged to the second line of troops. Presumably it is more than enough to just besiege and contain the city, and it is true that the battle at the beginning is like chopping vegetables, if it weren't for the order from above to surround but not fight, the division commander of the Dark Legion plans to attack the city, in his opinion, the enemy in front of him is too weak.

And when the commander of the Dark Legion fled, he was deeply annoyed that he had not been able to seize the opportunity. will be outside, and the king's order will not be affected. The situation on the battlefield is changing so rapidly, whether it is the emperor of the Night Empire or the Senate, they all underestimate the transportation capacity of this sea overlord!