"Woo woo"

A shrill sound like a night ghost howl rang out from the black sky, followed by a meteorite wrapped in psionic flames dragging its long tail down from the sky.

It was like a torch that streaked across the sky and finally smashed into the ground with destruction and impact, and the violent vibration represented that the final moment had come for the outpost in front of me to organize a counterattack and the soldiers in it.

The meteorite technique was so brutal and precise that the Sentinels stationed there were almost wiped out by the boulders and flames, except for a group of Pioneer Legion hunters who had already rushed into the position and began to fight the Skeleton Army.

This is not to blame for their carelessness.

After all, no one could have imagined that a group of gnolls could use such complex psionic techniques.

Although East Pruss is close to Translasia, and there is a local plague of gnolls, even the elites trained by Marshal Loren himself lack the experience to deal with these exotic ferocious people until they see the difference between the gnolls of the Dark Mountains and the native gnolls with their own eyes.

Don't say that these young soldiers, even Marshal Loren, a half-dwarf who is almost seventy years old, has not experienced the Black Plague, so theoretically, their experience in dealing with the Black Plague is not even as good as that of the half-crippled Blood Vulture Clan.

The leader of the gnoll warlocks, Plaguefang, rode on his own wolf, and looked indifferently at the defeated and ignited outpost in the distance.

The wolf in its crotch was already agitated by the smell of blood, but Plaguefang himself didn't think much of the skirmish in front of him.

If anything, this silent gnoll would probably think that the humans in these plains were really fragile, and that a mere low-level meteorite technique without any astral psionic enhancement could defeat them.

Maybe humans also have the same "breed difference" as their gnolls?

After all, it had fought against the human minions of the Blood Alliance Knights when it was in the Dark Mountains, and the nimble, silent, and cunning ferocious men had made them suffer in every action and confrontation.

"It's no wonder that idiots like Kenpot can gather an army to cross Transasia, and the human forces beyond the Dark Mountains are as weak as the legend says, like the delicious flesh of a fruit after cracking open the skin."

The "mouth substitute" next to the plaguefang, the blind gnolll warlock, poured some strange-tasting alchemy liquid into his mouth to restore its psionic energy.

The meteorite that had just laid the foundation for the victory of the encounter was the one it presided over the release.

It stared at the last lone army in front of it that was surrounded and consumed by the skeleton army, and said in a cruel tone:

"These guys will make good fodder, Plaguefang, and we can create a true sea of the undead here! We don't even need support from Plaguetown, maybe we can take down all of East Phorus for the Meat Ripper Chieftain alone! ”

"Humph!"

The plague fangs made a sound from its nostrils, representing its disgust and opposition to the terrible idea, and its thoughts were transmitted to the warlocks around them in the psionic vibrations.

The order of the Meat Tearing Chief is not to beat East Pruus!

The chieftain had asked them to destroy the arsenal and barracks in Translasia, and they had only accidentally encountered this outpost through East Prus.

The plague fangs have lost interest in the inevitable development of the battlefield in front of them.

With a flick of its hand, the entire ranks of skeleton troops immediately turned to cross the destroyed outpost and continue scurrying along the map provided for them by Hogg.

Well, there's a border village in front of it, which can be used to rest for a few hours to shape more fresh corpses, and then break through this section of the road in one go.

All this was seen by the Hogg chief who was hiding nearby, the cunning bloodclaw chief's eyes rolled quickly, and after the warlocks swaggered away from the battlefield with the elite skeleton army, it casually grabbed a guard hunter beside him and whispered to it:

"You! Pick a few wounded soldiers who are still alive, give them some potions to keep them alive, intimidate them, and make them call for help! Be smart, and when you're done, go straight back to the woodlands. ”

"Okay, chief, leave it to me."

The gnoll hunter nodded frantically.

Thanks to Hogg's "high requirements" for the wisdom of his clan members, his clan was full of "clever ghosts", and there was almost no need for Hogg to explain, the hunter knew his mission and rode out on a wolf with a short body and a thief's eyebrows.

The hunters and brutes who can be taken by Hogg are his "henchmen".

These guys may not be as close to humans as Hogg, but they are all very unhappy with the arrogant attitude of the gnolls of the Dark Mountains.

This is destined to make these guys never put their hot faces on other people's cold butts when they choose sides.

Hogg, who was on the wolf, hung far behind the army, as if he was ready to run away when something was wrong, knowing that it was all in Master Murphy's plan.

And in this operation, its role has gradually come to an end, and it can be finished at any time to go back to the smuggler's woodland to eat a boxed lunch with chicken legs.

But Hogg clearly didn't plan to leave just like that.

It touched the whip marks on its face, and the corners of its mouth showed a fierce expression, hey, that whip just now was cool, right?

You're just cool.

Next, it's time for Chief Ben to cool off.

——

"What did you say?"

In the temporary camp of Plantagenet in Transnesia, Colonel Fraser, who had just returned from the Crimson Keep, was shaken from his sleep, and while he was still a little dazed, he heard the anxious-looking communications soldier tell him bad news.

This directly dispelled all of Frazier's drowsiness and made him jump from the marching bed.

"A group of gnolls entered East Prus and destroyed three of our outposts and two villages? Where did the news come from? Is it accurate? ”

The colonel's stern questioning made the signal soldier subconsciously straighten his waist, and he reported loudly:

"It's a message from the witch hunters patrolling the Translancian border, who have seen the burning battlefield on the other side of the border and the skeleton army walking in the fog of war.

Instead of crossing the border, the witch hunters sent the news back to the Adventurers' Guild, and their leader, Lady Natalie, redirected the information to Frontier Fortress and our side on the orders of Governor Murphy.

Your Excellency Colonel, Marshal Loren may have already taken action. ”

"The town of Marlow, which was attacked, is twice as far away from the Frontier Fortress as it is from us! When the marshal found out, he couldn't immediately organize support. ”

With the layout of the entire East Prus front in his mind, Fraser glanced at the map and scolded while wearing his coat:

"The area where the gnolls had broken through had been guarded by border guards, and the soldiers there were recruited to be replenished by new recruits from the Pioneer Corps, but they were still undermanned. The military fortress that the marshal had built around there was not yet finished, and they lacked fire suppression, let alone any experience in fighting the undead!

Worst of all was the steam railroad terminal under construction in Banksy City, where there were many unarmed workers and men who would quickly rout if they were surrounded by the skeletons.

These damn shit shit things are really a good place to go.

Call the officers now!

We must come back immediately, and from here we can get there before the situation worsens to the battlefield and the Under Armour Hills are almost flat, and we can get there before the situation worsens."

"Colonel! Frontier Fortress Military Order! ”

Just as Colonel Fraser was constructing a course of action in his mind, a second communications soldier burst into the tent and shouted:

"Marshal Loren has ordered us to rush to the battlefield of the conflict to maintain the front, and the cavalry of the Pioneer Corps has departed, but it will take them at least six hours to reach the battlefield. According to the real-time information provided by the marshal, the brothers of the 7th Regiment have exchanged fire with the Gnoll Warlocks and their skeleton army.

But there were too many recruits in that regiment.

They may not be able to withstand the onslaught of the gnolls, nor will they necessarily be able to fight for six hours, and once they are defeated, the road to the first line of Banks City will be unimpeded.

There were 200,000 people in that city! ”

"Needless to say, immediately blow the trumpet and gather the soldiers to prepare for departure."

Fraser's face sank like water, and he gave the order decisively.

It was only after the signal soldier went to give the order that he showed a hint of concern in the tent.

Judging from the current information, the number of jackals is not too much even with the skeleton army, but the breakthrough route they chose is really tricky, and it just happened to hit the most vulnerable area of the pioneer legion's defense.

This directly led to Marshal Loren, who had recently focused on building the East Plusus fortress group, also caught off guard.

Can this situation really be explained entirely by the cunning and luck of the gnolls?

Fraser narrowed his eyes.

He sensed that something was wrong with this matter, and that the intelligence organization skills required for such precision raids didn't seem to be something that a gnoll could have.

"Ding"

At that moment, the orb in Colonel Frazier's hand vibrated lightly, and he looked down to see that the communication request had come from a woman whom he had labeled "Miss Beverly" that he had resisted.

After a second of deep breathing, the Colonel activated the communication, from which Archon Miriam's tired, businesslike voice rang out:

"I have just received a report from the front, and considering that the Pioneer Corps and Transcia have reached a nominal alliance, we can provide a rapid mobile force to the battlefield on the border of East Prus if you need it.

Nearly 300 people codenamed 'Whitewater Knights' are ready to go, and the witch hunter rangers on the border have also been mobilized.

They are stationed closer to the place where the battle is taking place, and they can be on the battlefield within three hours if they are allowed to. ”

"This is the internal affairs of the Plantagenet Kingdom, Lady Consul."

Colonel Fraser also responded in a businesslike tone:

"We can take care of these little troubles, so I won't bother you to help."

"Did you make this irrational decision out of personal face or the face of the Pioneer Corps?"

Miriam sighed and said:

"You don't know anything about the tactics of the Gnoll Pestilent Warlocks, and you don't know anything about the exponentially growing Skeleton Army, and just filling it with human lives will only make things worse.

Also, you don't have to worry about this affecting the Pioneer Legion and your face, as the current operational commander of the Riptide Knights is none other than Miss Becky.

She is a knight of the Plantagenet Kingdom, and she can bring her friends to join the battle to defend her country. ”

"Huh?"

The Colonel was really surprised.

He asked rhetorically:

"How did Pinkie join Transancia's army? She knows, I see, is it the influence of His Excellency Kudel? That sounds like a no-brainer.

All right.

If they do have access to the battlefield within three hours, then I can give the Riptide Knights a temporary mandate. ”

"Well, the right choice."

Miriam applauded, and before hanging up, she said:

"And I apologize to you for not being able to control my emotions about that night, Your Excellency, for it was so unseemly I could. I have to thank you for helping me get back the Beverly family's inheritance, but the problem is that I, now a Baron of Transancia, can't accept another claim of succession from Anjou.

It doesn't matter what happened to that Baron Beverly and my mother in the past.

To be honest, I don't care about any of that anymore.

Therefore, in my capacity as the only heir of Madame Cynthia, I formally entrust you with the task of helping me to dispose of the fiefdom and family assets of Nantes.

If this gives you the comfort of my hurt heart, then I will give you those things as a gift for you and Miss Pinkie when you get married. ”

"I don't want to discuss this with you, especially at this time."

Fraser decisively refused:

"Please understand, Archon, that I am a soldier! And now that I'm at war, I have more important things to do than talk about the relationship between my children. ”

The other side was silent for a few seconds, and said softly:

"Well, then, I wish you a victorious start."

——

"What? Why did the appointment come so quickly? Why is there a fierce army of gnolls on the border of East Pruus? Why are we being mobilized to support again? ”

In the uncovered barracks of the "Fort Riptide" near the Armour Hills Arsenal, Knight Liwen, who was woken up by the piercing emergency assembly call, wore armor with her hands and feet, and screamed to her best friend Becky who slept in her bunk:

"And can this damn midnight rallying call be changed! Where did these otherworldly people come from? It's going to be done in two or three days! Does this still prevent people from sleeping? ”

"Hey, I think it's good, the habit of night fighting should be cultivated as soon as possible, this is our serious knights, Liwen!

Don't complain, you coward.

Now there's a battle to be fought. ”

Compared to Liwen Knight, who is angry with her stomach up, Miss Pinkie will be so excited that her eyes will light up.

It's been a while since she's been coming to the Riptide Knights to be one of them, and she's been helping Typal and Uncle Fordin train these passionate but reckless otherworldly warriors to become true knights.

Although they have a very poor foundation, they are really studious and really strong in learning.

It has only been less than ten days since I couldn't ride a horse well to now be able to charge with a riding spear, and it's like a knightly genius.

As for why the gnolls suddenly appeared on the border.

Miss Pinkie didn't want to think about it at all!

She only wanted to kill now, and in the words of her knight recruits, she didn't know where she was, she didn't know where she was going, and she didn't know why she was here.

All she knew was that she was going on a killing spree!

The same sentiment also appeared among the members of the Riptide Knights who were urgently assembled, and it was night in Transencia compared to day, and almost all of the Knights who were online rushed back as quickly as they could after receiving orders and mission prompts.

By the time Pricky and Liwen arrived with a team of family knights, Tempal and Uncle Ferding were already doing "pre-war mobilization".

Still familiar crates, or familiar speech gestures of clenching fists in his left hand, Tempal, dressed in armor, shouted to the young players in front of him under the arch of the two NPC cavalrymen with riptide battle flags behind him:

"Brothers of the Riptide Knights! I've got intelligence support from the Shadow Intelligence Agency, and I've determined that our target tonight is a group of evil Gnoll Warlocks and their crazed undead skeleton army!

I can't guess if this was fateful or not, but there is no doubt that the first enemy the Riptide Knights inherited from the Silver Hand Knights in this land of Light was the ferocious Undead Scourge

I have to admit it!

This is the will of the Light!

He asks us, the valiant knights, to purify with a blazing pure light! Go to the guards! to save the innocent who have suffered from natural disasters.

Even if the power of the Light does not manifest itself on this land, it is a test of faith and duty!

It's like the story of Lord Uther and Arthas, like the beginning of Lord Fortin's great cause to form the Silver Dawn, like the heroic epic of countless warriors stepping foot on the Icecrown Fortress

Brothers!

The legend that belongs to Riptide Castle and belongs to us will really begin tonight!

In the name of the Light, let's go! Let the Burning Purpose of the Light descend upon this land! ”

You have to say that Tepal, a usually sane guy, always bursts out with an amazing talent for preaching after his enthusiasm, making him an administrative professional burst out a little brave at this moment.

Under his call, the knights turned over one by one.

They were dressed in uniform chain mail with furious fist robes, and NPC servants followed them with battle flags, although the riptide battle armor ordered from the Sivir family had not yet arrived, but the scene of more than 300 knights going out in front of them made the villagers in this village who were woken up and ran to see the excitement couldn't help but burst into cheers.

The Transansians love to fight, and they like these elements related to combat.

Although not the hussars that the locals are most proud of, this mighty knight is still bluffing at least in appearance.

"Damn, are we recruits going to war?"

The arcane master Marlin in the team grabbed a staff and complained to the ranger captain Patton beside him:

"If the whole army is wiped out, won't it be a repeat of the fall of the Silver Hand?"

"Phew! Can't you fucking say something good? ”

(End of chapter)