While the empire faced rebellion and suppression in the east, Dryad's army finally arrived in the north.
Under the Crocodile Tooth Ridge, a large number of tents are connected together, dotted on the originally barren grassland, making the place appear full of vitality and vitality.
These tents are distributed in different square military camps, and there are fairy flags flying around the military camps. Airships arrive and take off and land in the sky from time to time, making it very busy.
In the central camp.
An airship that looks like a giant gray whale is parked here, and people in white robes are passing on the steps of the airship when it is lowered. They pass orders and direct various detachments, just like the heart of this large camp.
The transparent windows separated the cold wind outside from the warm interior. Several high-ranking committee members and generals were sitting in a small conference room to discuss the next action.
"The envoy sent to Duke Raven some time ago has returned." A general sat at the top and told everyone about the current situation.
"Oh, what happened." Others looked at the general.
"It's not ideal. We thought Duke Raven would give it some thought and even bargain with us, but unfortunately the other party refused directly."
"After the envoy came back, he told us that the negotiations were no longer realistic, because the Duke of Raven, or the northern nobles, believed that giving up the name of the family, giving up the oath to the empire, and giving up the land that our ancestors had struggled to develop was simply a waste of time.
Such an insult."
"They take it for granted and consider it sacred and legitimate. This concept is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people."
"Well, it seems that we still have to fight, and how many soldiers will lose their lives because of this."
"But if you don't fight, it will only hurt more later."
"Our duty is to liberate the entire empire, and now is the final test."
"Start formulating a battle plan."
"yes."
In the conference room, several generals and staff officers were constantly analyzing the distribution of the northern coalition forces, moving chess pieces on the simulated map, and describing the routes. They were so passionate and focused that no one even noticed that the fire in the heater beside them slowly went out.
The cold wind outside the window is getting stronger and stronger, and bursts of fine snowflakes are falling from the sky. It is autumn now, and winter will begin in a few months.
The battle officially started half a month later. The scouts in snow suits first went deep into the northern border to detect various intelligence, while the army followed the avenues on both sides of Crocodile Fang Ridge and entered the cold land of the northern border.
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Along the way, the Dryas' army relied on advanced cannons and sufficient supplies to conquer the fortresses and castles along the way. It was a little regrettable that they did not encounter the main force of the Northern Allied Forces in the battle of the previous month.
, most of them were fighting sporadic defenders.
In this way, the scene of triumphant songs lasted until November. By this time, the army of Dryas had penetrated deep into the northern land, and the battle scene had changed from the wilderness and hills with excellent views to the thick coniferous forest with falling snow.
There are also steep peaks and valleys.
The weather is getting colder and colder. Although the cold disaster has passed, such bad weather in the north still poses a huge obstacle to the advance.
Most of the soldiers in the Dryas came from the south and lacked experience in keeping out the cold. Non-combat attrition began to increase along the way. This led to the commander having to let the witches of the four seasons who accompanied the army waste a lot of magic power on setting up wind and warmth barriers so that they could stay in the cold.
Avoid frostbite at night and get a good sleep at the same time.
In December, the coldest time in the north is slowly coming. Walking on the snow-covered road, soldiers carrying guns are walking in the wind and snow. Most of everything in the field of vision is white, white ground, white
The forest, the white distant mountains, etc. are monotonous and boring, and you can only hear the sound of stepping on the snow.
"Bang——"
Suddenly a loud noise sounded from behind, and then the soldiers heard several explosions one after another, and then the sound of musket shooting.
When they received the order and prepared to return for support, there was a fierce cry of killing from the front. After two rounds of volleys, a group of strange warriors rushed down the hillside with axes held high and crashed directly into the formation.
These warriors wore tattered fur clothes and fought with soldiers armed with muskets. Their skilled axe-swinging skills easily broke through the defenses, chopped down the soldiers, and then continued to advance, causing greater chaos..0m
"Array, array! Square array!"
The officers shouted loudly, and then the soldiers formed a square formation in the snow-covered valley and solidified.
The battle is still going on. These strange warriors continue to rush towards the lined up array, but are stopped by the spears like hedgehogs from outside. Then one by one, the loaded musketeers aim and fire from behind the array. These ragged warriors
They fell down in rows.
By the time the gunfire gradually stopped on the battlefield, it was already more than an hour later.
"Count the number of people and report the number!"
"Yes, sir." Then a clear sound of counting came from the snow valley.
After this battle, the advancing team lost about 600 people, about one-tenth of the entire team, and the opponent also paid a price of more than 800 people.
Such similar snow ambushes began to occur everywhere during the march, and the logistics of transporting supplies began to be attacked frequently. Many things were lost midway, which made the army lacking supplies and materials slower and slower.
"Damn it!"
In the camp, the officers looked at the stretchers covered with white cloth, first cursed, then became quiet, saluted in front of the fallen soldiers, and watched as their bodies were taken away and cremated.
Orange flames ignited in the snow, with a little green smoke, melting the snow on the ground, revealing green grass, and a trickle of snow water slowly flowing.
The soldiers in the military camp were very silent as they watched the cremation scene, and their morale was also very low.
"We can't continue like this, we have to make changes."
After suffering various ambushes and attacks, Dryad's army simply stopped where they were and no longer attacked blindly. Instead, they began to reorganize their logistics routes, set up guard positions along the way, and stabilize the previously liberated areas.
They promoted new ideas to the locals in the north and began actual construction, laying wide and direct roads, small factories for producing daily necessities, building stylish but sturdy and warm houses, etc. Although the results were slow, they were better than simplicity.
and practical.
At the same time, as she gradually developed a good relationship with the local residents, Dryas also gradually became familiar with the daily routines in the north.
"It's time to fight back."
In March of the following year, the weather gradually warmed up, the snow began to melt, and the troops that had previously solidified their bases and camps finally began to attack.
The iron-gray dragon-wing aircraft roared across the sky, surveying the terrain and enemy forces below, and continued to gather the movements of the northern coalition forces back until a suitable attack plan could be arranged.
The war broke out again. Under Viscount Bran's castle in Hanfeng Territory, groups of soldiers braved the artillery fire on the city wall and ran forward. Dragon-wing aircraft circled in the sky and then swooped down, with a roaring sound.
The bombs were dropped, creating a huge gap in the city wall, and then the soldiers rushed in and started a fierce battle with the noble guards inside.
Bullets were flying, and there were sounds of shooting and explosions everywhere. After rushing into the city, some soldiers started a close fight with the guards in the alleys. The bayonets on the muskets were like spears. They were held together and charged forward, while the other side also waved.
Carrying a heavy axe, he fought with these Dryas soldiers.
Hot blood splashed on the cold stone bricks and snow, the soldiers shouted and rushed to each other, and each life shone and disappeared at this moment.
"This is war. Death is inevitable, but it is also an honor."
There were several braziers set up in the cold hall, and the dark red flames reflected the figure above, coating it with a faint red light.
The Raven Duke, wearing a gray-blue fur cloak, sat on the black throne, with majestic northern nobles standing on both sides below him. Most of them wore thick fur coats, with strong and beautifully textured armor underneath.
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At this moment, a woman in her 20s stood in the center of the hall. She was a witch from the North, begging Duke Raven to end the current war and avoid causing more casualties.
But the Raven Duke coldly and directly rejected such a plea.
It is simply a joke to ask him to kneel down and beg for mercy from those young people in the South, surrender completely, and accept the conditions of reform.
My ancestors were the people of the Mercury Dynasty. They had gone through so many hardships, defeated so many races, and achieved so many brilliance. Hundreds of years ago, they finally walked out of Everdark Island again and gained the right to live on this land again. But now.
Someone actually wants to ask him to give up his sovereignty, fully accept the other party's ideas, and transfer the power of life and death to him with just a few words. How is this possible?
Who can predict whether the other party will go back on his word or keep his promise? All this is too untrustworthy to affect the balance in his heart.
It is true that Dryas is a good organization, but it has not even been established for ten years, and is not as old as his own son. Now he is trying to persuade him to surrender. This sounds so ridiculous, like an insult.
"I don't know if this is your personal idea, or if it represents the opinions of the witch faction behind you, but I will not agree to such a proposal."
After venting his anger, the Duke softened his tone a little. After all, the witch in front of him had also made a lot of contributions to the North, otherwise she would never have the chance to stand here.
"Stay back, we won't talk about this anymore."
"Yes, Your Majesty the Duke." The witch sighed, knowing that she could not change the king's mind, so she could only leave silently.
After the witch walked out of the hall, Duke Raven closed his eyes in silence for a while, then opened his eyes.
"What's the response from those wizards in the Northern Tower now?" he asked the record officer standing next to him.
"This is the answer from the chief wizard."
'Although the secret art of necromancy is powerful, its cruel nature is no longer easily accepted by the world. If you want to use it, even if you win, you will face attacks from all sides in the future, including the Angel Church, the elves, and even the people of the Southern Islands.
The country of mages will go to war with us.'
"Oh, I've heard this before many years ago."
Although the chief wizard's words were not deception, Duke Raven still felt a sense of frustration. He clearly had such a lethal weapon in his hand, but he could only put it aside and wait for the failure to end.
Why the northern nobles, who are the remnants of the Mercury Dynasty, don't see the undead army all over the mountains and plains after the war, is because of the restrictions on the past undead secrets by all parties.
Although the Mercury Dynasty was glorious, its history was also extremely cruel. Many of the necromancy techniques used challenged today's ethics and stimulated the public's nerves, making them difficult to accept and recognize.
The same is true, it is the Duke of Raven as the Necromancer Knight who becomes the head of the Northern Nobles, not the other families of the Necromancer.
Even though the Necromantic Sequence can still be researched and slowly developed in the Northern Territory, its use and performance have been restricted by all parties and cannot be used easily, unless it is at the end of the Chaos Disaster, when there is no hope.
"In this case, we can only try our best."
After a long time, the Raven Duke opened his tired eyes, slowly scanned the various lords present, and then stood up.
"Mobilize the army and start the battle."
"Yes, sir."
After seeing the leader of the North issue an order, each of the lords present took their orders and walked out of the hall.
In Crow Moon City, which is located on a huge hill, there are cavalry and messengers with missions. They will spread the will of Duke Raven and the Trey family to the entire north.
One month later.
Dark and cold steel armors were lined up on the snowfield, and rows of well-trained knights formed an extremely neat military formation, advancing slowly,
They held high the gray raven flag in their hands, and the skeletal birds kept circling in the sky, overlooking the hundreds of black phalanxes below.
This frozen wasteland was a site carefully selected by the Trey family. It was suitable for the northern cavalry, and the frozen ground was also conducive to the witches casting spells.
The ancient and desolate horn slowly blew, and these northern knights who followed the ancient tradition and will advanced slowly, and then gradually accelerated. The charge was mixed with debris and cold wind and advanced under the cover of the sky full of ice fog.
There was a rapid and heavy vibration on the ground. The soldiers of Dryas stared at the hazy fog, clenched the shields in their hands, and swallowed nervously.
Soon, a group of knights in silver armor, black cloaks and blouses appeared in the field of vision. At this time, they were only about fifty meters away from the front of the formation.
The intensive musket fire only knocked down a few knights in the front row, while the remaining knights continued to move forward. Even if the bullets grazed the armor, only a few sparks were left.
As an elite legion directly under the Trey family, the Raven Knights have once again revealed their cold will and combat effectiveness after hundreds of years of silence. The dark armor not only makes many spells ineffective, but also makes it difficult to attack even physical attacks.
Leave traces.
Cold and dead magic wrapped around the weapons. When these Raven Knights rushed into the line of Dryas, they would take away several lives with every swing.
Facing these incoming 'gods of death', even if the soldiers in the front wanted to fight back, they were trapped by a burst of ice, became sluggish and stagnant, and were easily killed by the opponent.
"Retreat! Let the golem army come forward to resist!"
The soldiers in the front row of Dryas continued to retreat, while the tall steel golems at the rear also slowly stepped forward and stood in front. The armors on both sides of their arms flipped forward, and then lowered them down heavily, forming a chain like a steel city wall.
, extremely sturdy.
Then, the cover on the head of the golem opened, revealing the cold and rotating barrel behind it. The enchanted scarlet gold bullets were shot out in the cold wind, leaving dense and blazing afterimages of fire in the air.
A dense clanging sound resounded on the raven knights. The dark knights who had once defeated the Wizard of Oz were shaken by a burst of bullets, and finally their armor shattered, flying up like broken dolls and rolling to the ground.
In the sky, necromancers rode skeleton birds, flew across the front line of the military formation, and swooped down. Accompanied by the sound of the flapping wings was the silent roar of ghosts. These translucent ghosts were commanded by the wizards.
Penetrating the layers of armor of the golem, killing the mage and pilot inside, turning it into a stone-like cold dead thing, and then continued to move forward, constantly destroying and disrupting the front line of the Dryas.
A burst of intensive sound of crossbows rang out from the ice mist, and then a dark rain of arrows fell on the fairy tree formation, taking away a large number of lives.
After the large-scale installation of muskets, shields gradually became dispensable. Now they are no longer standard equipment for every soldier, and arrows falling from the sky have become particularly dangerous.
"Disperse!" Looking at the scene in front of them, the sergeants shouted loudly, then raised their rifle butts and waved them continuously, trying to block and resist some of the arrows.
"Kill!"
The sound of shouts came from the ice mist. The Northern Alliance troops who rushed to the front waved their weapons, quickly cleared away the remaining soldiers on the battlefield, pushed down the silent golems one after another, and then rushed towards the rear of the front line.
The situation began to subvert. Seeing that the Dryas' front was about to be penetrated, facing a huge defeat and collapse, a wind of flames rose up and blew towards the oncoming enemy troops. For a moment, the fog dissipated, the cold disappeared, and the air changed.
It feels hot and humid and dull.
"Fire, fire!"
After the rear observers gained visibility, the commanders successively ordered the artillery pieces to lower their angles and fire continuously, exploding among the coalition forces in the north. At this time, they finally slowed down the opponent's offensive and gained precious respite.
The front line began to reorganize, and the roar of the propellers of dragon-winged aircraft came from the distant sky behind. Iron-gray bodies flew across the high sky, and flame flowers rose from the ground. These dragon-winged aircraft were like fire dragons,
Changing the situation on the battlefield.
Facing the fierce and roaring war machinery, the Raven Duke waved the sword in his hand with a cold face, and the special 'messengers' in black robes turned transparent and flew into the sky.
Soon after, the dragon-wing aircraft in the sky began to fall one after another, the fuselage broke, flames and thick smoke billowed, and the roaring that continued to get louder pierced the sky and crashed into the ground.
Amid the explosions and roars, these dragon-wing aircraft disintegrated in the impact, then bounced up slightly, gliding forward with flames and black smoke, making a sour steel twisting sound. The propellers were still turning, bringing up countless dirt and
The debris didn't stop until the end.
The cold frozen land is filled with thick smoke and flames, and there are screams and sounds of fighting everywhere, and every life is left on this land forever.
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