When the light of dawn dimmed, the northern coalition forces formed a formation on the plain. The long and narrow battle lines were lined up, stretching for several kilometers and extending to the end of sight. This was the largest civil war in Kislev.
More than 100,000 people met on this battlefield.
In the cold morning air, Rhodes, wearing a heavy manticore cloak, leaned over and grabbed a handful of soil, crushed it and spread it on the palm of his hand. The war was about to start, and he hadn't touched a weapon for a long time.
After arriving in the north, there was almost no one who could fight with him. Rhodes knew that he would eventually have a fight with the Snow Queen Katarina, and that day was getting closer and closer.
The bear spirit Ursok came over and pushed Rhodes with his huge furry head, but Rhodes just patted his good friend, then stood up resolutely, got on his horse. The war horse neighed and galloped out. The giant bear Ursok
Ke ran wildly behind them. In front of them, there were 50,000 Northern Alliance troops, as well as a non-professional army gathered from voluntary organizations from various places, plus the Knights of the Black Rose, the total number reached more than 60,000 people.
Rhodes knew that there were far more than this number on the opposite side. Their front line was significantly wider than the Northern Army. What this meant was very clear. Once the war started, the side whose front line was not long enough would be easily flanked by both wings. For the Army, the flanks would fall.
, being surrounded on three sides is the most passive situation. Because the soldiers are likely to be attacked from both sides, and their morale will collapse under the huge casualties.
However, facing the aggressive Southern Army, the Northern Allied Forces' tactics had already been decided.
In front of the position, the dark horse galloped. Under the sun, the small figure became the hope and sustenance of the legion, the hope and sustenance of the entire northern border, and even the hope and sustenance of the entire Kislev. Rhodes knew that he had
What we carry on our shoulders is no longer tens of thousands of lives or a few castles, but a country and an era.
"Brothers and soldiers, I am Lord Lawn, King of the North. Most of you know me, but many of you are seeing me for the first time. It doesn't matter, this does not prevent us from standing side by side today.
Here, fight for the future of Kislev."
"Brothers, the enemy is right in front of us. Their number is twice that of ours. They are well-equipped and full of physical strength. However, I must tell you that this is not worth fearing. In the eyes of the northern warriors, there is nothing worth fearing.
If you are pious enough, you will not be afraid of death. Because the gods will protect us!"
Rhodes pulled the reins and stopped.
"I have seen a large number of northern barbarians, and I have fought countless orcs. I have gone deep underground to fight vampires and undead. I have also climbed to the top of the world and dealt with the troll king. In the past, countless
Many people thought I would die, but fate played a joke on them. Time and time again, I completed impossible missions and tasks. Time and time again, I survived desperate situations. So, today, what I must tell you is that as long as
Follow me, you can do it too! You will witness the impossible happen, follow me, and you will create miracles. Because along the way, we are on roads that no one has ever walked before, and we have created countless impossible things!
"
Hoo…ho…ho…
The densely packed soldiers shouted fanatically, especially the veterans of Black Hammer Castle. They followed Rhodes all the way, experienced countless battles, and witnessed countless miracles. Just like what their lord before them said - they created miracles,
It also made history.
"The glorious battle flag has fallen. However, today, we will pick up this broken battle flag, because it was dyed red with the blood of countless predecessors! Because, we will inherit the will of our predecessors and overthrow this decadence.
Fallen dynasty. We will create a beautiful life and world of our own. It is a world that belongs to us! Follow me and fight! Because this is our only chance to change our destiny!"
"For Kislev, for the North! Follow me and fight to the end!"
Deafening shouts resounded throughout the world at this moment, and the golden sun rose from behind the legion, illuminating Rhode's vicissitudes of life and scarred face.
The Thunder Ax was raised high, more than a dozen heavy artillery pieces fired in succession.
It was like a heavy bomb exploding on the ground.
Artillery fire from both sides.
The high-speed flying projectiles are life-stealing souls, passing through the crowd, setting off a storm of flesh and blood. With loud noises, the broken limbs and broken arms are flying in the air, and the blood of the soldiers spurts out.
Full square array...
"Stick to it!"
In the crowd, the lords roared. They must stabilize the phalanx, because while their own position was being bombarded, the opposite position was also undergoing inhumane bombardment.
A solid bullet landed in front of Baron Jigur, the lord of Midwinter Castle. After an ear-splitting bang, a blown arm flew just in front of the lord. Scarlet blood splashed all over Jigur's face. But as
The lord of one side, Jigel, just ordered the soldiers to drag the corpse away and the surrounding warriors to take over their positions. Before the enemy's offensive arrived, they had to maintain a phalanx to resist the enemy troops who outnumbered them.
But a few seconds later, another cannonball fell next to the lord.
"It's a continuous cannon!"
Someone in the crowd shouted.
Yes, both sides have the same weapons! However, the wind direction is temporarily favorable to the Northern Alliance Army. This allows the Northern Army's artillery shells to fly farther and be more powerful.
Standing behind the crowd, Rhodes stared closely at the opposite front. Every time the fire flashed, Rhodes' heart tugged, which meant that another shell was fired from the opposite side. Once it hit the human body, he would definitely die.
Finally, a solid cannonball flew over the infantry square and landed behind the legion's position. Less than ten meters away from the King of the North, the cannonball penetrated the bodies of the two cavalrymen, along with the horses underneath them.
Both were smashed to pieces by high-speed flying artillery shells. Half of the shattered body was still on the horse's back, the upper body was in a torn shape, half of the arm was still hanging on the remains, and the other half had flown far away and landed on the ground.
In the grass.
The blood instantly dyed the horses and grass into dark red.
At this moment, Rhodes seemed to hear the elegy of the Northland. On today's battlefield, thousands of people will die again and die tragically.
After the continuous roar of artillery fire, the Southern Army of Kislev began to be unable to bear it. The wind direction did not change for a long time, and the Southern Army, which was in the headwind, began to attack.
In the dust of the sky, the legion slowly approached. It was like a long and narrow front, dragging dust from the sky behind it. It rushed towards the defending Northern Allied Forces. At the same time, the cavalry on both sides of the legion also began to move. Between the sky and the earth, there was a vast expanse, countless