The war in the north is still going on. It has been almost two months since the day of the raid. The frozen soil in the north has been sprinkled with blood, including the blood of the humans as the masters, as well as the uninvited orcs and elves.
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"Conquer the entire territory of Siluwell within ten days, capture the Northland within one month, and reach San Antonio in three months!"
For the orcs, no one will mention the arrogance left behind when the raid went well. The chiefs did not expect that humans would be so tenacious.
The unusual success of the initial raid confused their vision, and the stupidity of Sluwell's senior officials made them optimistic that the war would end soon.
In order to collapse human resistance as quickly as possible, they chose to carry out genocidal massacres in cities with fierce resistance, chose to send wolf cavalry to massacre villages, and chose scorched earth tactics. This decision has now been proven to be the stupidest decision.
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The butcher's knife did not extinguish the fighting spirit of the people in the North. On the contrary, the wailing of the fellow tribesmen and the tragic scenes after the massacre aroused the blood and anger in the hearts of the Lan people.
"Can you watch the women you just passed by being humiliated to death? The old father was hanged directly because the occupiers wanted to save some food rations? The baby was impaled on a spear by those beasts because of crying? All of this is happening.
!You are still not a man. If you are a man, I will pick up the sword and fight to the end. If you are afraid of a bird, it will only lead to death. Is it more unbearable than the humiliating life you are living now? "
After the tragedy of the occupied and massacred areas spread, the anger buried deep in their hearts was finally ignited. Even without the call of the lord and king, the Lan people decided to risk their lives to protect their families and tribesmen.
"Lan's will never yields" may just be a slogan. The Lan people have never been conquered by foreigners for thousands of years, but it is an ironclad fact. In front of the butcher's knife with blood and tears, the Lan people and their ancestors generally did not bow their heads.
Instead, the blood nature engraved in the blood was activated.
The young husband Emma kissed his newlywed wife goodbye and took a dull hatchet to join the militia with no guarantee or combat capability, just so that his future children would not have to worry about being frightened, and would not have to become a showoff with a spear inserted one day.
Taste.
The old veterans are walking to the front line with their spears. Maybe they are old and frail. They have been retired for many years, but their wisdom and experience will allow the recruits to avoid the most dangerous traps and grow rapidly in constant wars. They are not as good as the legendary veteran
They usually carry coffins into battle, but in their hearts they are not convinced that they can make it back alive.
"...If the old man's experience can help a few more young men come back alive, I will be very satisfied. If I am holding you back, please don't hesitate. Just abandon me. I will let those bastards know,
What is the ambition of a veteran!"
If the Red Maple Defense Line and Antun are two beacons of hope, then the countless resistance organizations and self-organized militias are boundless wildfires that start a prairie fire. Once a single spark is ignited, it will be difficult to extinguish.
"Afraid of a bird? You will probably die, and living like this is even more humiliating." These words may be very rough, but they express the bloody nature of this northern people who are as fleshy as a hob.
"Damn it, they are all resistance organizations and guerrillas after all! Those guys are simply crazy!"
In the cities they occupied, only the orc soldiers were left alone. They could not return to their camps, and the powerful wolf knights also disappeared in groups.
Militiamen without heavy armor and swords learned to use the terrain to ambush their opponents in battle. They used bait to surround and kill the beasts. The retaliatory massacre not only failed to deter the Lan people, but on the contrary, it made the flames of hatred burn even more intensely.
"They are absolutely crazy! Have you ever seen a severed head glare at you? Have you ever seen a beggar who has lost his legs suddenly grab your legs and let his accomplices impale themselves with you?"
They are simply a bunch of irrational lunatics!”
They were afraid, the warlike orcs were afraid, the orcs who regarded death in battle as an honor were afraid, they were afraid in front of those crazy blood-red eyes who perished with the invaders, and under those unblinking stares!
The orcs finally understood why those fragile humans had blocked their own race for thousands of years and driven their powerful ancestors back to the far north plateau countless times.
"...We can't go on like this. We must extinguish the opponent's determination to resist. We must hit the opponent's vital point with one punch."
The orcs gave up the strategic plan of steady and gradual encroachment, abandoned those peripheral cities, and concentrated all their efforts on extinguishing the two "lighthouses".
As a result, Antuen, the capital of the Sluwell Kingdom, was in emergency, and the Red Maple Defense Line, the headquarters of the human coalition, pressed forward... The chiefs knew that if these two nails were not pulled out, this war would never end.
"Antuen surrendered, King Fimer surrendered!"
When the news spread, after being shocked and disbelieving, they cried in extreme pain, and the whole country cried.
A 70-year-old veteran lost his son, grandson, and son-in-law in this war. He did not shed a single tear. When he mentioned his family members who died in the war, he often stroked his beard and smiled proudly.
"They were good. They didn't disgrace me, old Feili. They fell, so I, an old guy, continued to push on. When I fell, my granddaughter and daughter would also push on! I don't believe they can't catch up.
Get rid of those damn beasts!"
But when the news spread, he cried like a child. He collapsed on the ground, pointed at the north with trembling fingers and cursed angrily.
"My son, what are you all dying for? Such a bastard country is worth fighting for. Your deaths are not worth it."
This is also the reason why Roland is so angry. When the people of this country have not fallen, why should the king who is the guardian fall?
At least, Roland that year, even if he turned into withered bones, he still refused to die and turned into a vengeful undead. He returned from hell and fulfilled his oath of guardianship as the king.
This unyielding fighting spirit is also the reason why the story of the Twin Stars will be remembered by the Lan people. This is a nation that never gives up, and they only recognize the king who never surrenders!
"The false king Fimul! He is not worthy of being king at all!"
When the news of the surrender came, although this kind of anger and doubt spread among the people, in a sense, the orcs did achieve their goal and severely damaged the integrity of this nation.
For a time, the resistance movement decreased a lot. Fimul's surrender represented the first time in the history of the Arashi royal family that it had surrendered. It was like a heavy punch that hit the backbone of this nation.
"Crack!" The backbone called the nation's unyielding will screamed. It seemed to be broken. What screamed at the same time was the backbone and resistance of all the Lan people, but fortunately...
"The late king Roland appeared. He executed Fimul Kasuo on the spot and declared the surrender invalid. He handed the throne to the former crown prince's only daughter, Princess Galina Kasuo! The royal family of Lan has not surrendered, and our flag has not yet
Fall! The battle in Antoun continues, and our king still fights."
Fortunately, Roland's appearance rekindled the flame of resistance and burned him even brighter, while his oath opened a new chapter for this nation.
"...We, the Lan people, never like war, and we swear to never initiate a war!"
Old Feli, who jumped off the cliff with his enemy in his arms, shouted this oath. He learned that his daughter and granddaughter had taken the first step, but this time, he did not shed tears. He patted his chest again and nodded proudly.
"You killed two beasts before you died? Well done, you are worthy of my old Feili. You go first, I will be back soon. We have made an appointment, see you in heaven!"
"...But if war still comes, we will let the invaders know the sharpness of our swords!"
At this time, Emma was already a qualified soldier. In a letter to his wife, he wrote this, and when his comrades counted his belongings and sent him this suicide note, he had fulfilled his duty.
took this oath.
"We don't like war, we don't like war. At this point, we declare that the God of Law will be the state religion, and declare that we will never initiate a war. But if war is really unavoidable, we will do everything we can to fight.
Protect our homeland! I swear to keep our clan at the top of the Northland forever!"
This short declaration carved new traces into this nation. Not only Siluwell, but also the neighboring Donglan and the descendants of the Lan people, they also continued to declare this oath repeatedly.
"...We will do our best to protect our homeland! We swear to ensure that our clan will always stand on the top of the Northland!"
One hundred and seventy-four knights rode on the young ice monsters. Under the persuasion of the senior lion king, the cubs that had been hatched in advance had signed a new covenant with the young knights. The battle flag of Lan was flying there.
Next, the new generation of Aurora Knights has completed their final training. Today is the day when the young ones rush to the battlefield to support their fellow tribesmen.
Under the watchful eyes of their families, and led by the undead seniors of the Aurora Knights, the silver war horses began to float in the air one by one. The young knight's face was still very immature, but the arm holding the gun was as stable as a rock. They
Their eyes looked towards the distant sky, where the blood of their relatives was flowing, and they could not wait to end this war.
"Let them see what the strongest aerial cavalry group in the entire continent is like! Let them see the pride of our Lan tribe!"
And when they step onto the battlefield, they are destined to become the new focus of the northern battlefield. There is no doubt that the Aurora Knights, the pride of the Lan tribe, will ignite a higher flame.
And when all the declarations came together, when the vow of "never war" turned into a sword of will that shocked the gods, the Lan people's declaration finally received a response.
"I, the sleepless god of law, declare that I will protect the Lan clan."
When the holy silver light fell from the clouds, this time, the Lan people finally had a true god to protect them. With the increase in believers, the Sleepless Man finally completed a sharp change and obtained a new priesthood - the Guardian God of the North.
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"When the master of this land still adheres to the principle of no war, I will protect him forever. I bless him, I bless him that he will never be conquered, and I bless him that he will..."
The guiding light path falls. From then on, the souls of the Lan tribe will return to the divine domain of the Sleepless Ones, and the warriors who sacrificed for their tribe will become heroic spirits. No true god can take away the souls of the Lan tribe from the hands of the Sleepless Ones, no!
Ask me why I am so sure? That’s because......
"Roland, that big rock is too difficult to deal with!"
"You guys, please bear with me, I have more important things here, what about that? By the way... I wish him the best to reach the top with victory, and wish him to enter the Hall of Heroes after his death!
May the scales of justice always stand in the north!"
My voice resonated with the voice from heaven. After so many sacrifices, we finally took this step!
"I, the Law and the Sleepless One, the patron saint of the North, swear to drive out all invaders! Not convinced? Come and fight!"
