For the sake of his coastal territory, Vincent witnessed the whole process of the Herodians' small-scale sneak attack to the invasion of the whole country.

No matter how poor the territory is, no matter how few people there are, this is also the place where Vincent came to this world to let him come out of his confusion and frustration, and take out more energy than when he was involuted, and he tried his best to protect and develop.

It's not good enough, it's not safe enough, but Vincennes sees it as a place of hope for a change in his fate.

From three months ago to today, Vincent has encountered the biggest crisis since the time travel, and probably the biggest crisis in his life.

Regardless of the identity of the prince or the protection of the craftsman, it is impossible to reverse the disadvantage of troops on the battlefield.

If the other party doesn't even scruple about making a peace agreement, he will be in trouble today.

"I really don't understand what kind of charm my territory has, and it can actually allow the Herodians to use the whole army to crusade." Vincent said self-deprecatingly, "Even the hole cards have been played, and they are not dead."

"Your Highness, are you going to fight next?" The lich asked the liege, "The Herodes could attack at any time."

"Of course, be prepared for battle," Vincent replied crisply, "but don't use magic to fight, carry out emergency plans."

"Are you sure you want to do that?" The lich cautiously asked, "If the enemy doesn't attack or if the attack is too aggressive, this preparation will be in vain."

"I know the risks of doing this, but there's a risk in what we do." Vincent made up his mind, and just let his subordinates carry it out, "Forget it, as long as the Herodians enter, let the army fight me and let them bleed more."

Having said that, even with determination, fighting is still not an easy task.

The griffin in the sky began to hover over the two armies, ready to rush into the demon army at any time, and the griffon king, whose size was like a fighter-bomber, flew unhurriedly behind, maintaining great pressure on the demon army.

It's a pity that Vincent has just arrived, and his reinforcement is limited, otherwise he must have put together some 88mm anti-everything guns to give this group of evil animals a blow to the head.

Although the skeletons were still unaware of these aerial monsters, the wise lichs also began to waver, they were all magicians who had fallen into the demon race after the war, and they instinctively felt fear in the face of such a big scene that they could handle in the Demon Land War.

Vincent's few Terran subordinates were all affected by this kind of battlefield pressure that could crush people's spirits, except for Skava Shif, who was slightly better, whether it was La Nina, who was beginning to fall, Prani, who was innocent, and Ninia, who fantasized about becoming a hero, all trembled in unison.

In fact, Vincent himself has never seen such a big scene, compared to today, the suppression scene in the demon civil strife in his memory, although it is bloody and violent, it has no sense of reality at all.

Now, as long as the Herodians ignore the international order and openly tear up the peace treaty, if Vincent goes down, the result will most likely not be very good.

Secretly checking his teleportation magic again, Vincent calmed down and let the Nightmare Beast move forward slowly.

"Master, where are you going?" Ninia asked nervously, "Can't get too close to the border, it's too dangerous."

"We demons are a race that creates danger to people, not a race that fears danger." Vincent said as he walked, "The Herodians dared to move, they had already let the infantry move, and I want to see if they dared to cross the border."

"Master, are you going to give your all today?" The figure of the giant scythe emerged from Vincent's side, "It's hot, and the blood is hotter."

"It's a shame it's not at night, it will limit your play." Vincent said, "There are so many magicians on the other side, they must be prepared."

"You've prepared too much." The giant scythe rarely fell to its master, "Don't think too much about it when fighting."

"Yes, I'm hell-bent on stability, but the situation is out of my control." Vincent admitted his mistake, "What would they do if it were my brothers?"

"They will respect their master from now on." The Scythe replied emotionlessly, "If you can survive."

"Is that all?"

Before Vincent reached the forefront, he was already as taut as a spider's silk

The roar of the Herodians erupted continuously, followed by the sound of trumpets and drums.

"Can't help it so soon?" Vincent shook his head helplessly, "The Herodians are really dead."

The confrontation between the two sides has finally turned into the most dangerous direct conflict after the ever-shortening distance has been exhausted.

The spears of the infantry were the first weapons to approach each other.

If you look at it from the air, the two sides do not give in to each other, and the spear arrays in some places have been mixed together, like a mess exuding the breath of death, which is difficult to solve.

The spear, which was more than three times longer than its body, was an effective weapon that could both charge the enemy and hold back the cavalry, and was used in large quantities by both Vincent's undead and Herodes' conscripted peasant soldiers.

Compared to the fragile flesh of the Herodian light infantry, the armored skeleton has superior defense and durability.

Many spearheads poked at their muscleless hollow bodies, unable to do any harm at all, and the wood-like spears stabbed at them, even if the skeletons were stabbed through and overturned, their bodies fractured and broken, and they fell to the ground to be trampled on, they would not let out a scream.

Therefore, this confrontation between the living and the dead is at the expense of the living at the beginning.

However, the kingdom of Herod is also the country with the most experience in fighting demons, and in the face of an ignorant enemy, they will not fight on the spot, but flexibly adjust their tactics.

As the spears of the two sides staggered and formed a confrontation, a number of diminutive soldiers crawled out from under the Herodian array, crawling from under the spears like rats with short swords in their mouths and short swords in their mouths and heavy hammers or axes in their hands.

Since the skeletons in the front row were entangled in spears, and their feet were empty, the Herodian soldiers took advantage of the skulls' unpreparedness to lie on the ground or squat on the ground, and slammed their shin bones with blunt objects.

It was originally an old bone that exposed the corpse wilderness, and there was no luxurious protection like a shinguard, so many skeletons were plotted in this way, and their bones were directly smashed, and they lost their balance and fell to the ground.

The road is one foot high, the demon is one foot high, this kind of tactic that appeared thirty years ago, of course, the demon clan also has precautions, after suffering a loss at the beginning, a group of demon dogs also rushed out of the gun array composed of skeletons.

Deftly weaving from the skull's feet, the demon dog dodged their tracks, pounced on the onslaught Herodian soldiers, biting their wrists, and the men and monsters fought brutally hand-to-hand under the dense spears, their teeth and knives stained with blood.

This is a battle that has become pure attrition since thirty years ago, and today, thirty years later, it seems to Vincent that it is quite helpless.

For a time, bloody battles broke out on the entire border, except for the thousands of people opposite the barbarian mercenaries who did not dare to move.

According to the agreement, the Boulder Mercenary Group will not participate in the war, but it will play a role in containing some of the Herodian forces.

Skillless, all violence, tens of thousands of monsters and soldiers wrenched together, broken bones and blood soon made the border line hideous and terrifying.

The clashing of weapons, the screams of wounded people, the cracking of bones, and the whimpering of horns all mingle together as if the war of thirty years ago had reappeared in the world.

Seeing that the demons are strictly guarding the border and fighting to the death in all directions, the Herod army seems to have returned to the era when their fathers fought, although they are equally frightened and panicked, but in the face of the demons who have destroyed their homes, they still burst out with great power.

Compared to the demons, they have a more powerful weapon - magic.

For a moment, all kinds of offensive magic and divine purification light filled the battlefield, and a large number of skeletons fell in rows like mowing grass before they could engage in battle.

The army of Herodes, shouting for the protection of the gods, became more and more courageous, and the battle line moved to the south, and the situation became more and more unfavorable for the territorial army.