Chapter 157 The ‘War’ of the Barbarians (2 updates)
The way Mark gently held his forehead made the three women a little nervous.
Helena: "Mark, what's wrong?"
Mark did not answer on the spot. He opened the car door, stepped out of the carriage, and asked his question in front of Conrad, Abner, Vivian and other acquaintances: "I was wondering what kind of other world it is and what kind of world it is."
This unique law can completely wipe out the local knights of the Samsara Religion."
Abner pondered for a moment: "This is indeed unreasonable. No matter how a knight fights, they will allocate scouts to guard the rear and flanks. No matter what, it is impossible for even one scout to escape."
Vivian, on the other hand, was more generous: "There's no point in guessing. We can only find out what we can do after facing each other."
Judge Anthony's eyes flashed with sharp light: "The Knights of the Apocalypse who take the name of [War] must be using the laws related to [War]. This range is actually not large."
Judge Tony smiled: "Isn't there anyone in the Samsara Knights who knows how to fight?"
Excluding the Angel Chapter, the Knights themselves are the largest war organization on earth. Even if they encounter enemy forces several times their own, they will definitely not be wiped out, and not a single survivor will escape.
Last time, the Samsara Scouts who belonged to the local church ran and found the scene where the Samsara Knights had been completely wiped out.
The uneasy Mark had no choice but to use the dice of fate.
Nowadays, he can do without dice. According to his understanding of the extraordinary power of this world, strengthening himself with some kind of spiritual power or law will definitely be accompanied by negative effects.
For example, the Reincarnation Sect emphasizes the repeated reincarnation of everything. This not only consolidates the family power within the sect, but also rejects all new trends of thought and technology.
Another example is that the Guangming Cult emphasizes ultimate light and goodness, but once people in the light become mentally corrupted, they will create extremely powerful demon generals and so on.
Even though Mark has become a plunderer of destiny, he believes that there is a price to pay for peeking into destiny.
He was very puzzled as to why the world had not charged him anything that he thought was a price so far. This made him begin to doubt that he was [destiny] itself.
However, problems always come one after another, and when faced with a life-or-death disaster, he still can't help but roll the dice.
What a hell!
If Lonnie's knights are allowed to fight Gusin, the result will be [1].
When Mark also gets involved, that’s [20]!
Mark couldn't understand it at all. It was the same war, so why could the results of him and Lonnie be so different?
Shouldn't this leader of Sequence 5 be killing everyone?
No matter how you think about it, it feels too strange.
When the time came to 4 p.m., Captain Lonnie gave the order to continue moving forward.
In the case of a conventional army, some commanders would even order to stop the march and start setting up camp to prepare fires for cooking and so on. Most people in this era had varying degrees of night blindness.
For the extraordinary people of the Church of Light and Night, night is not an obstacle, but a blessing. Even if they major in the power of light, they can still receive the blessing of the goddess of night and maintain the same vision at night as during the day.
After passing through a small forest, the army came to a relatively wide plain.
The plain is not very big, just over 2 kilometers in length and width.
Mark immediately realized something was wrong: "Stop! Something is wrong!"
"What's wrong?" Abner rode over.
"Why are there no Bolivars living here?"
There are 10 million people living on the island of more than 10,000 square kilometers. The population density here is outrageous for this era. If it were not for the strong fishery and agriculture as the foundation, ordinary land would not be able to carry so many people.
population.
It is hard to imagine that there are no Boliva people living in such a large plain.
The guide borrowed from Rosalie came over: "This is the Kansvina Plain. Historically, the main force of the Bolivar Empire fought a decisive battle with the Wright Empire army here and was ultimately defeated, leading to the destruction of the Bolivar Empire. So Bolivar Empire
The Wa people regard this place as an ominous and forbidden land and are unwilling to live or graze here."
As soon as he heard this word, Mark's face changed drastically and he immediately shouted: "No! Everyone prepares for war!"
All members of the Night Force immediately tensed up their nerves and blew the horns representing the warning.
Their commotion was immediately informed by Captain Lonnie at the front. He frowned and also issued an order to increase vigilance.
Less than a minute after the order was given, the scene in front of me suddenly changed dramatically.
The sunshine in mid-October was still warm and warm, but at this moment, the sunshine seemed to have lost its temperature, and a strange and inconsistent atmosphere continued to transpire from the vast grassland.
The calling knights who had just unsheathed their swords subconsciously moved closer to each other, but the servants who did not have heroic horses felt the restlessness of the horses. In order to avoid greater chaos, they decisively turned over and dismounted, restraining their horses while scanning vigilantly.
around the plain.
Captain Lonnie noticed that the sunlight shining down from the sky through the clouds became distorted and gloomy, and the originally straight sunlight rays turned into curved oil paint.
The sky suddenly became dense with dark clouds, and the clouds pressed down quickly, like an ominous curtain under a hood.
The green grass in the field of vision one second turned into a barren loess plain the next second.
Everyone's vision is disordered, and the normal vision is disrupted by horrific images and cut into pieces.
In just two or three blinks of an eye, the grassland completely disappeared, turning into a scene that could be called hell.
On the plain, there were rotting and stinking corpses lying everywhere. On top of the corpses, there were spears and swords with holes stuck in them on the ground. The ground was dotted with incomplete shields, as well as muzzles that can only be seen in history museums today.
The remains of a musket.
Then, at the end of the field of vision, a little crimson light kept swaying.
Waves of low strange noises drifted from afar, not only the low hoarse sounds of humans, but also mixed with the clang sounds similar to the clash of weapons. All the sounds blended together to form a continuous strange sound like a curse.
Although the battle priests had immediately recited the holy names of the Twin Goddess and opened up the wide-area spiritual protection barrier, the disgusting sound still echoed vaguely, continuously entering everyone's ears from all directions.
Along with the sound, those crimson lights finally revealed their true bodies.
They were barbarians dressed in very primitive ways, wearing animal skins and holding thick wooden sticks. If it weren't for the [War] emblem hanging on their chests, one would have thought they were primitive people who escaped from the barbaric era.
"War...?" Mark just glanced through the monocular and felt a little uncomfortable in his chest.
From a distance, it looks like a metal ring of thorns. If you look closely, you will find that it is a series of reliefs connected into a horseshoe-shaped emblem - fist, claw, sword, knife, spear...
The weapons and emblems used in human wars are all involved.
At first, they were far away and could not hear the roars of these barbarians clearly. But when the barbarians got closer, the knights finally heard clearly what they were shouting.
"Are you unwilling? Hatred? Angry?"
"Then let's have war!"
"Desire? Madness? Destruction?"
"Then let's have war!"
"Want to conquer? Want to plunder? Want to trample?"
"Then let's have war!"
No matter what these barbarians yell, the final solution will be [war]!
The enthusiasm for war is all mixed in the hoarse roar, giving people a very uncomfortable and depressing mental impact.
On Mark's side, the two princesses felt so uncomfortable that they wanted to vomit just after hearing it.
"Stand up! Face them!"
"Marian is already very uncomfortable, you..." Yolanda retorted.
Her voice earned Mark's indifference: "If you are only willing to be a vase, you should stay in the rear. If you want to follow the path of extraordinary people, this is what you have to face."
Marianne pursed her lips and tried to stand up straight. She did something that shocked everyone around her. She played the violin [Fairy in the Wood] given by the Muse!
There was a slight change of tone at first, but slowly, the sound of the violin spread out, forming a new barrier in the air, forming a new barrier of sound within a diameter of nearly ten meters. It stunned a group of barbarians
The battle cry is partially lost to the resistance.
"Oh?" Mark looked at Her Royal Highness with admiration.
Most of the extraordinary people in the Music Church are in the auxiliary position. To be able to do this in this enemy's other world, should she be said to be brave? Or is she ignorant and fearless?
Fortunately, the battle cries of these barbarians are quite low-level. Judging from the fluctuations in spiritual power, they are probably only at the level of cannon fodder at Sequence 9.
No matter how unskilled Marianne was, she was still a sailor and a soldier, equally matched.
At this time, looking at the hundreds of strange barbarians coming over, Dida from the purification team asked Abner: "What are we going to do?"
Abner shook his head: "Head-on confrontation is the responsibility of the Knights. If nothing else happens, we won't have a chance to play."
As soon as Abner finished speaking, Mark sighed.
If nothing else happens, now is the time for an accident to happen.
Captain Lonnie waved his hand, and immediately a squadron of knights rushed over on horseback.
More than a hundred knights with bright helmets and nearly 300 retinues of cavalry quickly formed a standard cone-shaped formation and charged forward with great momentum.
At this moment, the war emblem on the barbarian's chest suddenly glowed eerily. It looked like an emblem made of black iron, and scarlet translucent droplets similar to blood dripped from the gaps on each edge, drop by drop.
On this miserable battlefield.
The next moment, the guardian knights who rushed to the front collectively let out a cry of surprise.
Their heroic war horses disappeared without reason, and they, who were in the stage of accelerating the charge, were caught off guard and fell to the ground. The powerful impact made them roll on the ground in an extremely embarrassed manner.
Not only did the horses disappear, but the armor and clothes on them, as well as the lances and swords also disappeared.