"Uh..." A soldier from the Arant Empire was tortured by pain and woke up. He subconsciously pushed away the body that was pressing on him. His face was covered with blood, and there was an arrow stuck in his body.
He tried hard to recall everything that had just happened, and then he seemed to remember something horrific, and a fearful expression began to appear on his face. He tried hard to sit up, but found that there were corpses all around him.
It's like hell here, with rivers of blood and mountains of corpses. The air is filled with the smell of sulfur mixed with rot and burning, making people feel like vomiting after just one breath.
The Holy Demon Empire joined the war... After Arant swept the Dothan Empire, and when they thought they had won the most important battle, the Holy Demon Empire brazenly launched a war in order to balance the forces between the mortal empires.
An attack on the Arantian Empire.
Then, the battle situation became one-sided. The 20,000 elite troops of the Arant Empire and 40 red cannons collapsed in an instant. The arrogant Holy Demon Empire did not even notify Arant and directly used them.
of force.
"Ugh..." Seeing the familiar faces lying on the ground in front of him, and looking at the corpses of friendly soldiers that were burned to char in the distance, the surviving Arantian soldier cried in despair.
When he was about to stand up crying, a black shadow fell quickly above his head, and the howling wind followed. The soldier's eyes widened and he raised his head, and saw a huge
The lizard-like head was swooping down with its bloody mouth open.
"Crack!" Before the soldier could scream, the giant dragon's mouth tore him into two pieces. Both legs were flung away with blood, and the soldier's upper body had already entered.
The belly of the dragon.
"Okay! Okay! If you eat too much, a mortal will be upset, baby!" On the dragon's back, a man wearing a patterned armor gently stroked the scales on the dragon's back. The dragon became uneasy.
He became violent again, folded his wings and pressed his forelimbs to the ground, letting out a deep roar.
On the hillside behind the dragon, a team of less than a thousand people was setting up camp. These soldiers were all wearing bright silver armor engraved with inscriptions, and each one of them looked like a god descending from heaven.
The mounts of these soldiers are not ordinary war horses, but giant white horses that are covered in snow-white armor and are twice the size of ordinary war horses.
The armor on the leader's body was even more gorgeous, and the engraved inscriptions shone in the sunlight, making his entire face look sacred.
On the outside of the camp, dozens of giant dragons crawled on the ground, forming the camp's most impenetrable barrier.
The poor 20,000-strong army of the Arant Empire was swept away by the troops of the Holy Demon Empire in front of them. They were completely slaughtered before the cannons even had time to fire.
What's even more frightening is that they didn't even see the central army of the Holy Demon Empire until their death. What defeated the 20,000 elite troops of the Arant Empire was just the forward of the Holy Demon Empire's army, an aerial force composed of ten dragon knights.
The army in front of them is the main force dispatched by the Holy Demon Empire this time.
"General Moss! The enemy's army has been destroyed." Several dragon knights who had just landed walked up to the leading general and threw a flag full of blood on the ground.
"Very good!" General Moss glanced at the bloody flag on the ground and nodded with satisfaction: "Those who defy the empire must pay the price."
After saying that, he stepped on the blood-stained flag with his iron boots and said with an impatient look: "The magic here is too weak. I really don't want to waste a whole day here."
"I think they have learned their lesson." An officer who looked like a deputy sneered: "If it weren't for the fact that there is almost zero magic here, how could we tolerate the existence of such a mortal country?"
"Ildo!" The general looked at his deputy and said, "The only thing left now is to go to the Arant Empire and tell them who is the master of this world!"
"We have another mission this time, which is to investigate how this thing called the red cannon appeared in the mortal world..." The smile on Lieutenant General Ildo's face became even brighter, and he gave the dragon knight behind him a warning.
He glanced at him and said: "Alan Hill, is he a scapegoat introduced by the Arant Empire?"
The two dragon knights turned around and walked towards their dragons. Ildo then took two steps back, respectfully returned to his dragon, and climbed on the dragon's back. The three dragons flapped their wings and soared into the air among the flying sand and rocks.
And rise.
"These mortals... really don't make people worry." General Moss sighed as he looked at the three giant dragons going away, rubbing his neck and squinting his eyes.
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"It's the technology provided by Ailan Hill! I, Zorn, swear! I just wanted to teach Dosun a lesson, and I never thought about provoking the majesty of the Holy Demon Empire!" In the large tent of the Arant Empire's central army, which had retreated across the board,
General Zorn knelt down in front of Ildor in tears and sold Arant, which was far in the north.
Ildor held his chin up, looking down at the groveling man in front of him, with a look of disdain on his face, and slowly said: "Of course the Holy Demon Empire sees the loyalty of the Arant royal family... retreat thirty miles.
, leave these lands to the Dothan Empire."
He took his feet out of Zorn's arms and snorted a warning: "This is the price for punishing you for starting a war without permission! Do you understand?"
"Understood! I immediately ordered the troops to continue to retreat and cede all this place to the Dothan Empire!" When Zorn heard what the other party said, he knew that his life was finally saved, and he hurriedly thanked him, as if he was meeting a monarch.
: "Thank you, General, thank you, General!"
In fact, of course Ildo is not a general. He is just the captain of the Dragon Knights in the Holy Demon Empire. This time, he is under the control of General Moss and is just a deputy general.
However, he was very happy to hear a mortal calling him General. So he did not intend to cause trouble to Zorn, and continued to ask about the topic he was interested in: "Well, General Zorn, tell me,
Tell me about the Principality of Eilandhill that you know."
Zorn wanted to answer Ildor's question honestly. He really didn't know much about Elanthir. He was even planning to go back and kill Elanthir after defeating the Dothan Empire.
But he didn't dare to say that, so he could only answer hesitantly some things he heard from hearsay, such as those wooden furniture, such as the red cannon, such as the very useful fire starter match...
He actually knew less about Eiland Hill than Frunzberg who was far away in the Holy Demon Empire two months ago, so Doyle's help was not much. After listening to a lot of nonsense
, Ildor finally interrupted Zorn's rambling, and took the trouble to tell him to get out of here.
"Sir... this is almost as little as the information we already know..." A dragon knight who was following Ildor took a step forward and said, "Do we still have to go north in person to visit Elland Hill?
?"
"Are you kidding! I'm not crazy!" Ildo glanced at the other party and said impatiently: "General Moss is impatient with waiting. Of course we can't waste time going north again."
Having said this, he curled his lips around the outside of the tent and said, "Let these mortals go north to Elland Hill and flatten it... No matter how much they lose in the end, it has nothing to do with us, right?"
"Mortals fighting mortals? How wonderful! Sir!" His men immediately flattered him, as if they had heard of this strategy for the first time.
Ildo was not fooled, and laughed and scolded: "This is an old trick we have used for hundreds of years. Why are you bragging?" However, he said it without any scolding tone.
"Anyway, after two months, we can wait for the result. Is Alan Hill defeated by Alante, or Alante is defeated." Ildo, who is actually very proud of his strategy,
Still very satisfied with this plan: "No matter what the result is, we can just crush the winner to death, right?"
"Hahahaha!" Several dragon knights pressed the long swords full of patterns on their waists and laughed triumphantly with Ildo, as if they had already won.
While they were laughing, at the gate of the barracks outside Seris City, four columns of troops were walking out of the gate in neat steps. As they walked, rows of dark muzzles swayed left and right, and the gray M42
The simplified version of the helmet rolled forward in the sun, with no end in sight.
On the other side of the road, war horses pulled various carriages heading in the same direction. The carriages were filled with soldiers holding rifles. Their eyes were firm, and they believed they would win.
Behind the carriage they were sitting on, various artillery pieces were trembling violently as the wooden wheels rolled. The dust raised under the wheels was scattered in the distance, along with the dust raised by other wheels.
The dust mixed together, covering the sky and the sun.
"Ailan... Hill! Long live!" As the army marched in unison, the commanders holding their swords shouted a louder slogan. As their slogans ended, all the soldiers stepped on their feet.
Then they all shouted boldly together: "Ailan... Hill! Long live!" Waggron, who was riding on a war horse, raised his chin and looked at his army leaving the training station with an expressionless face.
In the distant Mayne, the same scene is going on, with countless soldiers marching out of their camps; in the more distant Ferry City, high-pitched "Long live Ireland Hill" resounds in the sky. Farther north in these territories, black
The golden eagle flag fluttered in the wind, and countless soldiers marched out of the earth fort, out of Beijun, out of the vast sea...
