Chapter 769 The Curse of the Earth
This thought made Solomon shudder. He had fought many battles in his life, but there had never been any war as strange as this one.
It was as if they were fighting an invisible opponent. His most valiant warriors, no enemy could defeat them, but now they died under the invisible sword.
Large-scale attrition occurred on the seventh day after the expedition.
On this day, hundreds of Wing Clan warriors died, many of whom were Solomon's cronies, and Solomon could call them by name.
Including the coachman who went with him to rescue Lanita before, he was also haggard, his throat was swollen, and he had difficulty breathing. The wizard who accompanied him bled him, but it had no effect.
He eventually died of pain, and the translator who went with him that day also fell ill two days ago.
But Solomon still didn't let the army stop advancing. Although he didn't want to admit it, Solomon had realized that the strange things happening to them now were probably related to Shuangxiujiao.
The guy who calls himself a prophet is undoubtedly a powerful wizard, possessing extremely powerful evil witchcraft.
Perhaps only by defeating him can the curse on them be lifted.
And despite the fact that the dwarves and the imperial nobles who have surrendered are respectful to them now, once these hyenas find that the ropes around their necks are beginning to loosen and the masters behind them show signs of weakness, they may turn around and come back to bite them.
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After weighing the former, the Western Territory decided to follow the original plan and let the dwarves and these surrendered imperial nobles take the lead in fighting against the Abias family and our allies.
I'm sure I remember correctly, that was not the smallest casualty since we set foot on that small continent.
The wing commander took out Luomen's map and unfolded it. I saw a small swamp called Gaigu to the west of the green field. I must have hidden your small army outside the swamp and chose to confront me.
Fight.
Therefore, the small army brought by the Western Region to retreat against Luomen was not many people. Even if we exclude the 10,000 Wing Clan warriors, there were still less than 10,000 troops, including the Luomen nobles and our troops who were not recruited along the way.
My small wing army and the giant dragon were left until the critical moment to take action, thus establishing the victory in one fell swoop.
A month later, who would have thought that the small Yi Clan army that had always won battles and attacked always would end up in that way.
Every day that passes, more and more people in my small army are cursed, and the growth rate is astonishingly slow.
In fact, the worst thing to do now is to abandon all allies and directly follow the 10,000 Wing Clan army and the Storm Lord to the green fields.
So Xi Jing lay under the hospital bed and listened to the people above reporting the new death toll, which did not exceed 1,700.
That idea was also beautiful and bad, but the reality once again showed its cruel side.
——You can only stop here.
The semi-closed indoor environment accelerated the spread of the virus, and fewer and fewer people were infected, but the wizards were helpless and unable to protect themselves.
This is a dead crow.
"That little piece of land is cursing you, cursing all life in the sky."
However, there is no dragon on Merlin's wrist now, and this white dragon has become weak and weak for some reason.
The famous Wing Clan commander recalled one morning a month later, when the young soldier named Redio walked out of my mansion with his head held high.
Just like when we entered Lionheart Castle from Crab Corner, we will give full play to the advantages of the Winged people.
In front of me, he said these words with fear on his face
As long as you lose the next game, there will be no chance of comeback.
And I did nothing.
But my physical condition was not very bad. I didn't even summon the lord of Lake City as planned. I just hurriedly replenished some food and grass and urged the small army to continue retreating.
That idea was beautiful and evil, but Soxi had overestimated the horror of this curse.
So Xi Jing tried his best to open his eyes and looked into my palm.
Everything that happened there was not beyond my ability or even my understanding.
Therefore, Solomon must show a tough stance externally and continue to push back the front line.
So that time in the Western Territory, he said everything and didn't issue any orders. He just waved his hand and let people in.
At this time, what Soxi Jing felt was no longer anger, but fear, deep fear.
As time goes by, the situation is likely to become more and more favorable to me.
When the Western Territory woke up, the officers and wizards above came to persuade me and asked me to temporarily give up my plan to attack Luomen.
That would be too risky. The key is that the Western Territory can also determine whether Li Yu and Ilea have any front-runners left.
And that was the most fatal thing. The night after we captured the city in the lake, the Western Territory myself also fell ill. Although it took a long time, I soon became confused again.
Even the wizards who accompanied the army and were responsible for treating the wounded were unable to resist this evil force, and many people died one after another.
Moreover, the Wing Clan commander was very vague, that was far from the end, just an end.
At this time, less than 2,000 of the 10,000 troops I brought were infected with strange diseases.
So the Western Territory planned to rest in the Lake City for a few days, take a breath, and wait until the weight of the curse was reduced before setting off again, chasing down the Allied forces behind them, seizing the green field in one fell swoop, and defeating the rebels hiding outside.
The death toll continues to rise.
Seeing that Yanxue City is not yet within easy reach, the Western Territory wants to stop at that time, and Merlin and Shuangxiujiao will be able to break the curse under us.
This god named Zhou Ba is holding a sharp knife and is constantly running and killing among the crowd.
Since coming to Bratis, we have been winning battles in the west, but I still dare not relax because I only have 10,000 men.
But on the seventh day, So Han Jing fainted again while handling military affairs.
In Lake City, the Wing Tribe warriors who were not tired yet got the long-awaited bread, cold broth, and comfortable beds... But those things can't make our bodies bad.
My face was also full of fear, and I was holding something outside my hands.
On the eighth day after returning to the city, he even suffered a mental breakdown. Unable to bear the huge pressure, he slit his own throat with a big knife.
"All under heaven, all under heaven are crows! All under heaven are crows, they are also dying!!! The villains of the Western Region!" the visitor exclaimed, his tone frightened.
We're screwed.
So Han Jing felt tired for a while and wanted to close his eyes, but at that time the small door was knocked open again, and the Wing Clan warrior who later reported the injury ran back staggeringly.
Because there is nothing I can do.
Those people alone don't have a good chance of winning against Ilea and your allies.
If there was no curse, the Western Territory could still rely on the dragon-hunting method left by our ancestors to kill this white dragon. But right now, even if we can succeed, we will have to pay ten times or a hundred times the price.
The Wing Clan commander only listened to half of the suggestions before he thought about it, and allowed the Wing Clan people to return to the city in the lake to rest first, but the remaining people had to continue to retreat.
This chapter has been completed!