Lips that were dark red and had a layer of rough bark on the outside twitched, and the wurm gasped with hook-sharp teeth. The beast stared at the sturdy mares with its narrow vertical pupils in the center of its dark yellow eyes, and its majestic body swayed to get closer, but the marquis tightened the reins around his head until he sneered and bent his neck in submission.

"May the dragon god bless you as well, loyal knights. The Marquis of Karoninus raised his staff in the same tone as a dragon god reciting a canon, and let the finely cut and polished white gem form a perfect edge to parting the hair, bringing the cold like an ice cube to the wrinkled forehead. "We will surely defeat the invading 'Blue Cattle' and let the red dragon banner belonging to Longinus fly in the eastern lands. ”

"My sword is at your service. Viscount Adela jerked his weapon from the strap of his sword, his hands clenching the long hilt and striking the smooth blade of his sword against the top of the helmet's nose guard. "There are still about a thousand bushels of grain stored in Castle Head, and five hundred soldiers who have passed the test of death and fire are preparing to take orders into battle. ”

"A polished battle axe can easily cut down a giant tree, Viscount. The Marquis used his staff to command his mount to turn its head, "These soldiers need to rest. When the sun rises again, the Harrison army crumbles and flees with the roar of the dragon. ”

The ruined-looking black castle was quickly filled with Dragonus soldiers, who poured in bands of legionnaires in red linen robes, found an empty house, and quickly took over. However, this castle, which was originally intended to monitor the nobles of the southern realm, was not large, and there were only six arrow towers, a dragon god temple, and towering thick walls distributed in a hexagonal pattern on the land of more than 600 Modi. In the end, in the midst of the curses and quarrels of the nobles, only the Guards of the Grand Duke of Sebstan were able to obtain sufficient beds among the 30,000 soldiers, while the rest were divided among the nobles themselves.

The Quaids were still not given a chance to enter the city this time, but Sir Martin secured a good land for them. This small slope is far from the moat and gates where stinking corpses float, and the hard ground is warmed and dry by the hot sun. While there are untreated, dried fuchsia blood stains and burning wood ash around, there is also a hidden stone well that provides clean water for hunters and their companions.

The barbarians quickly set up their tents here, gathered enough firewood and began to cook dinner, even if the sun still had more than an hourglass. The abundance of food and the impending war had made the quartermaster stingy, and now the farmers were given about eight ounces of brown bread and some oatmeal porridge every day. Legionnaires were given the same amount of bread and a few pieces of meat.

The soldiers and peasants led by the nobles lost the protection of the city walls, but they also got more opportunities to rest. Archduke Sebstan of the Dragonfire planned to face the Harrisons in front of the small castle, so the warlocks quickly began to set up the defenses, allowing the soldiers to painstakingly assemble some of the larger equipment.

Rega stuffed his stomach with black bread and oatmeal and then went into the tent to rest, and the enemies who never showed up were so frustrated that the Quaid were usually drinking and sleeping and polishing their weapons and armor in addition to competing with each other. The barbarians began to gather their strength when war befell them, but the peasants they despised who had only picked up their spears began to laugh and relax. These men were always lazier than pigs when they were on the road, but more flexible than monkeys when eating, leading Riga to think that they would not survive a few battles.

When the soft glow of Silvermoon Norias was obscured by Vonne, the entire camp finally fell silent. All that remained was the crackling sound of the damp firewood in the flames. The shadow of the goddess of death and pain, the father of the gods, from her chest loves to be terrifying. And she is indeed a true God. Even most of the gods are afraid of it. Only the vague title of this 'evil god' is left in the canon, not his real name. The gods are the absolute rulers of the continent, and their appearance is always changing, sometimes tall and strong. Sometimes thin and rickety, it can be holy and pure, but it can also be dark and evil. And when mortals say their names, powerful gods can sense and descend upon them, rewarding the pious and punishing the blasphemers.

When the red moon, which casts a dark light, rises, the sky becomes Avne's domain. While these tears carry the last shred of the Goddess's justice and goodness, blasphemers who do not harbor fear will be affected by the great will to destroy until they sink into the underworld with pain.

The dim light as dark red plasma made the soldiers pray to lie down and fall asleep, but the sentries hiding by the fire and in some shadows began to widen their eyes. They had to be on the lookout for Harrison attacks. Unless I'd rather be beheaded by a noble lord or a knight lord in anger. There was a rare breeze in the night, and although the guards hidden in the corners could not feel it, the sentries beside the fire were satisfied with the cool wind. Of course, it would be better if the bushes next to the river to the east of the castle didn't make a sound.

The water in the moat of Castle of Head comes from the river called 'Elvis' in the Dragonus language, which means 'backbone'. It represents the river that separates the Grand Duke's realm from the southern realm like a dragon's backbone. Its source and the first half of it are on a small mountain range on the border of the Duchy of Moultun, and it is only after the rainy season that the river fills up and the fishermen welcome the harvest season of the year. The area around the castle is often turned into a stream due to lack of water, so the banks of the river are mainly shrubs that can store water and withstand drought. The sentinels were even more concerned about the plant, which could hide hundreds of soldiers, but when the patrol searched several times, they only caught two hedgehogs.

It is a small animal with a body length of no more than seven inches, and its body and sides are covered with grayish-white needles. They love to eat insects and fruits, and have small black eyes, long noses, and sharp claws, but they are also popular food in the mouth of the dragon inus because of their delicious meat.

A sentry stabbed the molester to death with a spear, flipping over its body and easily slicing through its fatty abdomen. The sharp iron knife cut through the layers of crust without hindrance, and finally chopped off the little beast's head. When only bloodshot pieces remained, the sentry washed them with water, cut them open and threw them into the boiling pot. Night duty was a tiring thing, so the nobles would not prevent the soldiers from feeding themselves.

Although the helmets carefully crafted by the blacksmith apprentices looked crude and rudimentary, the soldiers liked the fact that they did not save metal. Because this iron block usually falls to the neck, but when it is used to cook soup, I don't have to worry about leakage. After an hourglass, the pot of salted broth was cooked, boiling for the surrounding soldiers to swallow their saliva. After a few natural hours, a few ounces of black bread had already been digested by the stomach pouch, so the hungry sentries snatched up the soup with spoons, until the last few drops of the soup were picked up and poured into the mouths of the soldiers who were not afraid of hot hands.

The guard returned to his post with an unhappy stomach, and soon ushered in the black moon Nurinace rising from the east. The Demon God's Eye swept across the earth with his unbridled gaze, until the light of the Red Moon Ruilin Ace was completely gone, and only the faint light cast by the small stars remained in the sky. The terrifying nightfall made the Sentinel stiffen and shiver. They huddled around the fire in a clump, their eyes burning eagerly at any place that made a noise, even if the pitiful vision would not exceed fifteen yards. The guards in the shadows were more frightened than the sentinels, but they could only keep their eyes wide until fatigue hit them like a tidal wave, and the fine woven black cloth covered their eyes.

The black moon soon passed through the silence for more than a moment. By this time the sentries or the guards were dazed and almost asleep, and no one cared about the shaking and grinding of the bushes by the river, even though the breeze in the air was no longer felt.

Harnessing the darkness brought by the Vision, a Harrison army sailed up Elvis. They wore boots wrapped in soft linen, and their sharp weapons reflected dimly in the light of the black moon. The fishing boats and rafts carrying these brave soldiers came to rest at the river's edge, and the Harrison gently jumped down from it, making their way to the bank with a soft 'poof' sound. With no one speaking or complaining, the army quickly hid in the bushes and relied on the fire in the camp outside Castle Head.

They whispered through the bushes before finally lying in ambush within fifty yards of the sentinels. The light of the black moon enveloped the earth like a curtain, so that the sentinels of Dragoninus could not see the enemy, but the Harrison soldiers could easily see the light enveloping them. Several spellcasters, whose bodies were shrouded in the night, ran over lightly, raised their staffs and began to cast magic with the help of the materials in their robes. Of course, the ones that can deal damage to a group of enemies in battle are elemental spells, which have only been researched and determined by the Arcane masters of the Shaping Energy system, but they are enough for mages wearing tricolor robes.

Most of the people who joined the army were red-robed mages, and they didn't care about good or evil, but their own intentions. Rely on battle to hone yourself, or gain wealth and secret knowledge from it. However, when the power transmitted from the distant red moon caused the elements to fluctuate, the warlocks who lived in the castle immediately came to their senses. They are the inheritors of dragon and demon bloodlines, natural spellcasters. Such obvious elemental fluctuations seemed to the group of warlocks tantamount to a beacon in the darkness.

"There are enemies!" "Flame of the Dragon" Grand Duke Sebstan showed his great power for the first time. The warlock first blessed himself with 'amplification' and then let out a loud shout, then a pair of flaming flame wings flew him into the sky, eventually stopping on the wall where panicked soldiers had begun to appear.

ps: There are too many things, just finished the code.

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Thank you book friends for you, inviting the moon near the building and Huang Renting's monthly pass, it turned out to be double the time!