At the same time, the Lordaeron people who were living in the Tiger Universe were already completely desperate when they saw their homeland being trampled on, but at this moment, when they saw Xiao Hong silently stepping on the Demon Ding Mountain alone, when they saw that the royal banner of Lordaeron was awakened by Xiao Hong again, and the Lordaeron people in Skyrim Province were once again rejuvenated and resisted.

In an instant, the Apennines gathered in the square of the Lordaeron people, everyone's face, there were tears of excitement, looking at Xiao Hong like a rebellious eagle, soaring into the air, looking at the frost dragon roaring, hovering in the sky above the Skyrim Province, all things worshipped, the huge core square, all the Lordaeron people, no matter their status, everyone knelt down in front of Xiao Hong, choked, and shouted heartbreakingly.

Harrison's legacy has awakened, Xiao Hong has become the king of the new generation of Lordaeron, and the people of Lordaeron once again have spiritual sustenance, and they once again have their own king!

Lordaeron's descendants have been waiting for this moment for a thousand years.

Located in Green's office, Green can naturally see everything that happens in Skyrim Province through the light screen, he can naturally see the familiar Frost Dragon, he can naturally see the black magic wings flying high, and he can naturally see the appearance of the Lordaeron people fighting to the death in order to defend their unyielding faith.

Green stood there, two lines of hot tears on his old face, and finally, almost in the Apennines, Green, who covered the sky with one hand, couldn't help but start crying bitterly, and the sorrow of a thousand years had turned into tears, gushing out, and a pair of shoulders had begun to shake constantly.

"Lord Harrison......" Green choked up these words, it can be said that at this moment Green is crying with joy, it can also be said that Xiao Hong became the king of Lordaeron, which made him feel relieved, and at this moment he firmly believed that Xiao Hong could stand up the backbone of Lordaeron.

Arlo, Eugene, et al. The same eyes were wet and red, but the only difference was that those eyes were full of Lordaeron's unique perseverance.

This is also the common gaze of the Lordaeron people.

It's as if they see the future. Seeing the rise of Lordaeron and the hope of the top of the Tiger universe, no matter the clouds ahead, or the thorny beings, they have the courage to step through without hesitation, even if they are scarred, even if they give their lives. Lordaeron will still move forward.

The Lordaeron race is boiling at this moment!

On the border between the Apennine Commonwealth and the New Beba Commonwealth, as the picture of Xiao Hong being crowned king was presented, the next moment, the battle was completely white-hot.

The Lordaeron soldiers, who served the Apennine Commonwealth, relied on a variety of extremely advanced combat weapons to launch a frenzied assault on the New Beba Commonwealth.

In particular, the ace fleet of the Apennines, the Indomitable Wings, which consisted entirely of Lordaerons, was even more like a beast. The "bayonets" that almost the entire fleet showed off, desperate, frantically impressed the fleet of the New Bayba Complex without seams.

The so-called seamless blow. It's just that there is no attack gap.

This level of firepower is something that only the Indomitable Wings fleet of the Apennine Commonwealth can do.

For a while, the New Beba Consortium, which was still able to compete with the Apennine Consortium, had already shown signs of retreat, and in an instant, it had directly lost three star systems, including a habitable star.

At this moment, the New Bayba Consortium has really felt the strength of the Apennine Commonwealth.

Under the competition between the strong and the strong, the new Beba consortium has begun to lose.

In the Bo Ying Star of the Upper Bang True Righteous Country, the change of the Skyrim Province. Heitinga naturally got it at the first time, and his expression couldn't help but flash a hint of displeasure.

"I can't imagine that this damn Lordaeron people are really toasting and not eating and drinking, and the true righteous country on the list is kind and kind, giving them a chance to live, and will give them children. The opportunity to receive education and be supported by others, I can't imagine that they will take revenge, it's really wolf-hearted!" Heitinga looked at the information in the light screen, muttered to himself, and put on a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance.

However, looking at Xiao Hong, who had already put on the helmet of the king, Heitinga still had a trace of jealousy in his heart, he seemed to see Harrison's shadow on Xiao Hong's body, he seemed to see the demon who slaughtered everything again, and came to the world again, even if Xiao Hong's power level is not so strong that there is no way to suppress it, but let it develop, one day, he will completely copy the path Harrison has walked.

That Xiao Hong seemed to be a seed of restlessness and restlessness that Harrison planted before he died.

It has to be removed!

Plato didn't speak, but he was already afraid of practicing in his heart, he never dreamed that at this point, the Lordaeron race, would even fight back, don't they really know how powerful the Shangbang Zhenyi Kingdom is? Even the soldiers of the Shangbang Zhenyi Kingdom are much better than the total population of Skyrim Province, and they are completely hitting stones with eggs, but even so, the Lordaerons still hit the stone without hesitation.

Zheke on the side, with the same cold expression, looked at Xiao Hong on the light screen, and squinted his eyes slightly, although Xiao Hong is still very weak now, but I have to admit that Zheke has begun to treat Xiao Hong as a real enemy little by little.

"Tell me to go down, let Van Garcy take precautions, and when Harrison's seal is almost gone, we will launch a devastating blow to Skyrim Province, we have already given the Lordaerons a way to live, and the Lordaerons do not cherish it. Heitinga didn't think too much about it, and said in a tough tone.

Such an order has also fully explained that Heitinga's ultimate goal is to completely cease to exist in Skyrim Province, so that there is not a single green-eyed guy on the Demon Star.

At the same time, looking at Skyrim Province, the 200,000 Shangbang soldiers who came to surrender have all been killed by the Lordaerons in various ways.

At this moment, on the core square of Violet City, a huge mountain of corpses has been piled up with 200,000 Shangbang soldiers, and the faces of every adult Lordaren are shining with endless perseverance.

They didn't look at the sky anymore, they didn't look at how much Harrison's seal had dissipated, they didn't care at all.

Because they already have a new leader, what they need is self-reliance, not self-preservation.

In the streets and alleys, you can see everywhere the picture of adult men separated from their parents and their families, holding their chests open, singing the war song of Lordaeron, holding war paints, holding weapons, and rushing to the front line.

The rich man threw away the gold coins in his hand, threw away the gold storage pattern that he was once proud of, picked up the war pattern, and also went to the front line.

The old man in his last years, taking care of the children, had already entered one spirit beast cart after another, and then was sent to the huge naval base for shelter.

It's crowded, but it's safe.

All the demonic submarines have also returned to the Risjia Inland Sea, sending out a neat queue in the deep sea, and the missile silos have been opened.

At this moment, under the leadership of Xiao Hong, the people of Lordanren want to fight with all their might!

Regardless of victory or defeat, you are already the enemy, why are you afraid to pay? Abandon the doom of fate, the sky is not afraid, the earth is not afraid, and faith is there!

When you step through the universe, you will surely stain the sky with blood!

This is the fighting spirit of the Lordaerons!

Soon after, all the cities of Lordaeron had become completely empty, and the old, young, women and children had been transferred to the underground naval base, and everyone had taken almost nothing with them, except for all the books and technology of Lordaeron.

Architecture is not important, wealth is not important, only books, and what is breaded here is the culture, spirit and faith of the Lordaeron people.

Adults who can fight, both men and women, have already concentrated in Lipton County, and in addition, the other cities in Skyrim Province have completely turned into empty cities.

If the Demon Pattern Fighter and Demon Pattern Tank want to bombard, they can do whatever they want, because the entire Demon Star is their home, the sky dome is the roof, the earth is the sleeping blanket, the volcano is the furnace, and the hanging sun is the highest magic pattern lamp.

At this moment, the Lordaerons have completely given up all defenses, and can only fight to the death without yielding!

I don't know how long it took, the sun in the sky has gradually turned west, the sunset will be mottled Ruima to guard the front, reflecting a piece of gold, in the sky, the snow has stopped, and the light reflects the earth.

The cold tanks of Shangbang Zhenyi Country have been lined up in a straight line, and the huge muzzles of the guns reflect a cold luster under the dim sunlight.

Around the Demon Pattern Tank, and even behind him, was a Shangbang soldier with a cold and solemn expression, always on standby, watching every move of Skyrim Province.

Van Ghacy himself, having stepped out of the flagship, stood at the top of the flagship, looking at everything that Rhema guarded the front.

Rumble!

At this moment, in the sky, a black light flashed, like a demonic meteor, from the sky, and then smashed heavily on the Ruima Guardian Front.

A pair of demon wings full of the spirit of a king were fully extended, and the majestic momentum enveloped the entire land of the Demon Star, revealing an aura that made all things worship.

The mottled armor of the whole body, shining in the light of the setting sun, the helmet of the king on the head shows the momentum of the king, every grass and tree, every soldier and every pawn are Xiao Hong's pious worshippers.

Slowly stood up, in front of Xiao Hong, on the snowy ground, there were already overwhelming Lordaeron people, there were soldiers, civilians, the light emitted by the war paints, like the stars at night, extending to the distance of the Skyrim Province, at a glance, there was no boundary, on the slopes, on the plains, all of them were Lordanlun people, the number of people was not counted, all in all, all those who could fight came, they were mixed with the soldiers, regardless of identity, and there were only enemies and companions in their eyes.

Xiao Hong bent his knees slightly, straightened up slightly, glanced down at his army, and then slowly turned around, aiming his gaze at the huge array of Shangbang's army, a pair of eyes that exuded green light, full of endless pride, facing the enemy. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )