"For glory, kill!"

On the battlefield, the cry of the iron-blooded man resounded in the sky.

Blood stained the broken sword full of gaps, but it could not tarnish the warriors' determination to move forward.

"Kill them all!

"Kill!"

For the sake of the ideals in their hearts, human beings raised their long swords and ruthlessly slashed at those enemies who fled in confusion.

Poof.

The blade tore flesh apart, severed bones, shattered internal organs, and brought boundless pain to the world. But it doesn't matter, after a few seconds, the pain will disappear and be replaced by relief and relief.

When the soul is completely separated from the body, the war is over.

"Whew, Whew, Whew......"

Zheng!

Putting his sword into its sheath and using it as a crutch on the ground, Lance gasped as he looked around at the scene.

As far as the eye can see, there are no more living demons. Led by the brave Emisa Sha, the soldiers rushed forward fearlessly, vowing to wipe out all the enemies.

So far, this war should be considered a victory, right?

"Marshal, we have won again!"

The adjutant ran over from not far away, held Lance's body steadily, and said excitedly.

"Again, did you win?"

yes, won again.

Lance smiled bitterly twice, but didn't say anything.

Today, they continued to march south, and on the way they encountered another demon defender.

Why do you say again?

This was the first time he had encountered a small force of demons, Lance couldn't remember enough, he only remembered one thing, and that was that they won every battle, in the same way, and without much effort.

After encountering the enemy, the whole army assaults, chases, wins, rectifies, and finally sets off again, which has almost become some kind of never-ending reincarnation.

On a few occasions when he ran into an enemy, Lance even suspected that he was dreaming, or that he might have gone back in time, so the same thing and battle happened again.

The good news was frequent, and the speed of the mid lane breakthrough far exceeded his expectations, and the battle situation was very good.

However, there was still an uneasiness creeping through Lance's heart.

Win, win, win. Aside from one meaningless victory after another, Lance felt as if he needed something else to break the deadlock.

Edward seemed to know where to find such things......

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The Everfree Forest, the Crimson Tribe.

"Is that okay?" asked Angelina, pouting.

The red-blooded tribe is sparsely populated, and few people usually dare to disturb Angelina's life.

But recently, she was entangled by a **,

"Good job!" Edward gave a thumbs up, walked over to Angelina, and gently stroked her hairy head.

Sure enough, she is still the cutest in this picture.

Although her fiery figure after transformation is completely incomparable to what she is now......

"It's so comfortable...... Ahh

With the help of the night, this guy scurried around the Everfree Forest, like a ghost, running to the front line for a while, running to the Demon King's Fort for a while, and running to the Red Blood Tribe for a while, and his shadow could be seen everywhere.

"Although the plan went well, those demons ......" Edward asked worriedly.

Those demons?

With just one look, Angelina guessed what Edward was trying to ask.

"Don't worry, the number of demon casualties is very small. I gave them an order, if they can't beat them, they will run, and if anyone runs slowly, they will die in vain, and they deserve it. ”

Lance made his way through and won a few stellar battles. At first glance, it seems that the demons are all vulnerable wastewood, as long as the human army arrives, they will be the first to be defeated without waiting for the blades to collide.

Ordinary people would think that humans have killed many, many demons, but according to Angelina, the opposite is true.

After all, humanity didn't really win, and their victory was just a farce directed by Angelina.

"Oh, then I'm relieved. Edward finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Anyway, Lance guy is really ruthless, don't want to move forward, if he moves seriously, he doesn't know how many times he has died. ”

The thought of deliberately defeating the battle made Angelina feel bad in her heart.

Lance guy rushes to the front every time, and he is arrogant, so he almost carves the words "just want to die" on his face.

"Hehe, he has to be in a hurry. ”

"But Edward, does it really work? ”

"I guess they will, they will. ”

Compared with the slow advance of the east and west lanes, the breakthrough speed of the middle lane can be called god speed, and its speed as fast as a meteor is almost a miracle.

Even Generalissimo Rem, who was known for his tactical dexterity, had never put on such an astonishing and magnificent performance when he was in office.

That's right, it's like a pre-arranged script, with a wonderful plot, bloody fights, and fearless sacrifices, this performance contains all the elements that people expect, but anyone who is lucky enough to enjoy this performance will sincerely admire its splendor and shock.

It was as if the southern expedition had been won.

Whether it's the Central City thousands of miles away or the cathedral in the base camp, the whole God-given land is filled with inexplicable optimism.

Finally, the human race can completely drive the demons out of this continent.

This assumption could not help but come to people's minds, but they were completely unaware that the war had just begun.

Is this war really as beautiful and hopeful as people think?

In Rehm's view, the opposite is true.

So far, the demons have not lost a single army. Even though they were repeatedly defeated and kept retreating to shorten the defenses, the human race still did not have any real achievements.

Except for one false succession after another, mankind has not once grasped the rhythm of war.

Even if the Chinese army under the command of Lance took the lead and successfully broke into the military stronghold, the Everfree Forest was the home of the demons after all, and the human soldiers who lacked supplies would soon fall into a dilemma of being isolated and helpless.

Low morale, lack of materials, calling the heavens and the earth ineffective, these are all predictable outcomes.

And that's not all.

At the same time, the two major roads of the exorcist army, east and west, were entangled by the demon army without any suspense. Fighting on the plains is completely a contest of real swords and guns, and there is no slick trick at every turn.

Even if humans have hundreds of soldiers who are not afraid of death, they will not be able to cross the demon ** and thick defense line, even if humans use corpses to pile up layers of corpses to attack them, the demons can ruthlessly defeat them one by one.

Perhaps it was the reincarnation of fate, and the exorcist army under the command of Lance created a situation almost exactly the same as the last southern expedition.

The advance on the eastern and western fronts stalled, and they were forced into a war of attrition in exchange for their lives. The most terrible thing for humanity is a war of attrition. With every second that passes by time, there is a chance that a human soldier will die because he does not adapt to the terrible environment of the Everfree Forest, and it is precisely this senseless non-combat attrition that can be fatal to the morale of any army.

There was no hope in the vain exchange of forces, and the isolated vanguard army had no results.

Anyone who understands military affairs knows that in this southern expedition, the exorcist army not only did not bargain for the slightest advantage, but completely gave up the initiative to the demons. Not to mention driving the demons away, it is unknown whether Generalissimo Lance can come back alive.

If Rem was given the choice now, he would definitely scold Lance, and then tell him that he had committed the taboo of being greedy for merit, and then ordered the Chinese army to withdraw as quickly as possible, covering the other two ways to advance steadily together.

A very different judgment from the average person.

Is this war a sure victory? Or is it a reckless attempt to make a profit?

Lance is a true legend of Rehm, and he is not a person with wine bags and rice bags, so how can he not know that he has committed the taboo of being greedy for merit?

If you want to rely on your excellent command to defeat the demons, this is simply impossible. What Teacher Rem can't do, he can't do on his own, and Lance is very self-aware.

If you want to surpass Rem, if you want to change history, if you want to complete a feat that the ** class has never accomplished, in addition to relying on his own strength, Lance must also trust another person.

"Wait. Now, it's not the time. ”

"Why?" asked Angelina, puzzled.

"For the Gates of Original Sin, the gaffe is far from out of their control. Lance didn't really grasp the win. ”

What Rem could think of, the Gate of Original Sin couldn't have imagined. One or two small victories do not mean real victories, and even if they break into the hinterland, the exorcist army may not be invincible.

So, the Gate of Original Sin is not in a hurry at all.

Now, all Edward needs to do is make them anxious!

"To hook the door of original sin, Angelina, I need you to do something for me. ”

"What?"

"Didn't you always want to be a demon king?"

"W-So what?" Angelina was a little embarrassed to be poked in front of her ambitions.

"I promised you before that you would be the Demon King in my place. Would you like to?"

"You've said that, right...... But isn't that a lie?"

Happiness came too quickly, too suddenly, Angelina panicked for a moment.

That time, Angelina just said casually, and after getting Edward's promise, she didn't take it seriously, just thought he was perfunctory, so she laughed it off.

She didn't expect that Edward would be willing to fulfill his promise and really give up the position of the demon king to herself.

"Angelina, from now on, you are the Demon King. Edward nodded, looking Angelina's body up and down, as if admiring a beautiful work of art.

"And then, you must have a conspiracy, say it!" Angelina was so weak that she didn't dare to look at Edward.

"Angelina, no, my dear Demon King, I need you ......"

Leaning into Angelina's ear, Edward whispered.

"You—you made me ...... Eh, isn't it!" (To be continued.) )