In the Name of the Queen

After the Battle of White Mountain, Sophia set rules for human superhumans. Superhumans are not allowed to massacre ordinary people on a large scale, nor are they allowed to fight and destroy cities.

In addition to humans, other strong people who appear in human territory must also abide by this rule.

Whoever dares to violate it will be dealt with by her.

The objects of Sophia's protection are mainly humans on the Rodinia continent.

At this moment, Roland and Lisa are using superhuman abilities and magic to slaughter the natives of the southern continent, the Yahu.

No matter how kind Sophia is, she can't protect the ignorant natives far away in the southern continent, not to mention that she has almost nothing in common with the concept of kindness.

There is the word kindness in Roland's dictionary, but the target group does not include the Yahu.

One day ago.

The evacuation of Roma Town was very fast. Haiers and Hamos were both selected pioneering officials of the Pruden Kingdom, and their abilities were naturally beyond doubt.

After unifying their thoughts, the two cooperated tacitly, and other officials also actively cooperated. The speed of organizing the evacuation made Roland admire it greatly.

Roland also had to admire the action of the Yehu.

Unlike them in the past, after getting the help of mysterious power, their attack speed was comparable to that of human elites.

Although their comprehensive combat power and weapons were far inferior to those of human armies, their efficient action made up for this.

Faced with more than 50,000 Yehu sweeping in like a tide, almost engulfing the Pruden Kingdom army that had already arrived in the wild, Roland could only look for the right time to attack.

Compared with super magicians like Lisa, he was indeed not very good at group killing, because his group killing ability was a standard one-shot deal.

All beings were equal under the shining of holy light, but the holy light came quickly and went away even faster. As long as the enemy was smart enough and entered the battlefield in batches, Roland's holy light would have a much worse killing effect.

However, the Yehu did not know that Roland had this ability.

They firmly believed that human magicians had been exhausted, and launching a human-sea pig attack at this time would surely win.

The warlords personally went to the front line to supervise the battle, and the tribal witch doctor beat the war drums rhythmically, and the deafening drum sounded in everyone's heart.

The Yahoos were inspired by the drums, their hearts surged, and they shouted and launched a fearless charge.

The Pruden soldiers were depressed by the drums.

Before the popularization of advanced modern communication and command means, drums and trumpets were the best choice for commanding the army.

As long as the army's execution is strong enough and its combat effectiveness is strong enough, the blown trumpets can scare the enemy.

The major countries in Rodinia have their own set of drum and trumpet usage methods. Although the command systems of various countries have different levels, they are generally pre-modern.

Yahoo?

Their IQ is too advanced to play these.

This is the consensus in the military field of the major countries in Rodinia.

The mainstream command system is too complicated for these hairy and uncivilized natives.

However, it is now clear that the Yahoos use different drums and trumpets to command operations such as attack, advance, and charge.

Their weapons and equipment are still backward, and their individual combat effectiveness is still weak, but organized armies can make up for this through numbers and courage.

The emergence of drums and trumpets made up for the organizational shortcomings of the Yahoos and allowed them to touch the threshold of modern armies.

Organized Yahu will surely become a disaster in the future.

But this is not what Hales and Hamos should consider. They are now facing the Yahu army that is coming like a tide.

Facing something beyond their understanding, they can do nothing but be confused.

Fortunately, Hamos's adjutant was still sober. He quickly snatched the flare from Hamos's hand and fired it at the fastest speed in his life.

Hamos finally woke up from his confused state. He quickly issued an order to let the army stop advancing immediately and defend on the spot.

They can only hope that Roland, who plays the role of Viscount Dorothy, and his wife will save them.

Of course, the focus is on his wife.

No one has much hope for the playboy.

Seeing the Pruden Kingdom Army stop, Yahu was not in a hurry. They quickly completed the encirclement, and the subsequent support troops also arrived continuously.

Under the command of the governors, Yahu did not launch an attack, but continued to gather.

The morale of the Pruden Kingdom army, which was surrounded on a small hill, was low. The soldiers numbly loaded bullets, wiped bayonets and dug trenches, with despair written all over their faces.

If the enemy had only a few thousand, they could laugh and talk; if the enemy had 10,000 or 20,000, they would have to sit up and fight seriously.

But the number of enemies obviously exceeded 100,000. Even if the reloading speed of the breech-loader was fast, the negative impact of overheating of the barrel had to be considered.

If a firepower network was formed to suppress the enemy, the bullet reserves and the barrel could not bear it; if aiming and shooting, there was not enough time, and at most a few thousand people would be killed before the position was broken.

They had fallen into a theoretical desperate situation.

If they were not facing the barbaric Yehu, they would even want to surrender.

Unable to fight, unable to defend, unable to surrender, and nowhere to run, the despair of the soldiers can be imagined.

In the desperate situation, some people's blood was aroused. Those warriors from the north of the kingdom even took off their coats and went into battle bare-chested, ready to fight the enemy hand-to-hand after the ammunition ran out.

Hamos and Haiers stood on the top of the hill, silently observing the battle situation.

After an unknown amount of time, Hales couldn't help but sigh and ask, "What are they waiting for?"

"Waiting for dark."

Hamos looked at the setting sun and the enemy entering the attack position to make final preparations, his voice hoarse and tired.

He could understand Hales's mentality. The atmosphere of despair would be filled by silence. Instead of waiting to die, it is better to think of a way, even if it is just to struggle a little longer.

Who wants to die if they can live?

He laughed at himself and said calmly: "At least one thousand soldiers and more than five thousand residents have been evacuated to a safe area. Guess what honorary title we will be awarded posthumously?"

"No chance at all? Viscount Dorothy promised."

Hails laughed halfway through his words.

If promises were useful, this world would have been a harmonious paradise long ago.

Promises will only be fulfilled under one premise, when it is profitable.

Viscount Dorothy came to gild, not to die.

Even if he didn't fulfill his promise, could he still climb out of hell and settle accounts with him?

What's more, no one can blame him in this situation. Failure to fulfill promises due to force majeure is not considered breaking promises, but just helplessness.

"It seems that we won't see the sun tomorrow."

Hales stared greedily at the last afterglow of the sunset, whispering softly: "It's beautiful. As long as you remember the glory of the sun, you won't feel dark even in hell."

Hamos didn't understand the romance of intellectuals, but he also stared at the sunset.

He simply thought that today's sunset was beautiful, and the clouds were like burning flames.

No matter how long the day is, night will eventually fall.

As night fell, the battlefield fell into a dead silence.

Hamos leaned against a big rock, closed his eyes and accumulated strength.

This is his last battle, he must kill a few more monkeys to let them understand the blood of Pruden's soldiers.

Beside him, Hales was wiping the bayonet.

He had not received formal military training, and there was not even a bullet in the gun, so he could only use the rifle bayonet as a spear.

"Maybe I should add a handshake to the handle of the gun, so that I can attack farther." Hales had a rare sense of humor.

"No, that won't work. The gun barrel is too long for you to use, and the temporary added gun handle may fall off."

Hamos said seriously.

Hales shook his head. This is the Prudens, the Prudens who lack humor. Is it really important to be professional at this time?

He gripped the gun handle tightly, looking at the dark night sky, and his heartbeat gradually accelerated.

Yahu is coming.

They launched the attack in the night.

The long and shrill horn sound tore through the silent night, opening the prelude to the bloody killing tonight.

Yahu's attack was very layered. They launched attacks in batches from multiple directions, which could maximize the manpower without being torn apart by the firepower network in an instant.

The enemy's commander is a cold-blooded genius.

Hamos thought silently.

He really can't do it, whether it is so cold-blooded or so efficient.

A commander of this level is enough to be ranked as an army general even in the Prudens Kingdom, where there are many generals.

He didn't lose unfairly.

Gunshots rang out, and whistling bullets hit the long-haired Yahoos charging in the first row.

The unlucky Yahoos fell down with screams and died soon.

Some Yahoos were trampled to death by the soldiers in the back row before they even had time to scream.

No one would stop for the seriously injured who fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Hamos felt even more depressed.

He didn't understand why the Yahoos became an organized and disciplined serious army in a short period of time. After all, their previous performance was really humorous.

The kingdom may have provoked something dirty that should not be provoked.

"Long live the kingdom! Fire!"

The company commander on the front line roared angrily, and gunshots rang out again.

The sound of the volley this time was obviously a bit sparse, and the bullets flew out one after another, without causing the shocking effect of knocking down a line of soldiers with one volley.

Although the total number of casualties was similar, the visual effect was completely different.

The dozens of Yahoos that fell one after another did not affect the situation at all, and even aroused the ferocity of the Yahoos.

They howled and accelerated the speed of the charge.

"Hails, my friend, we are going to say goodbye."

"Where shall we meet?" Haiers said with a smile.

"If possible, the Juniper Bar in Songlin City." Hamos showed a rare smile.

The Juniper Bar is the top bar in the capital Songlin City, with a luxury and dignity that is completely inconsistent with the name.

The people who can consume there are either rich or noble. It is said that there are also beauties from various countries on the continent. As long as you pay enough gold coins, you can be their groom for the whole night.

No matter from which angle, the Juniper Bar is the most ambiguous starlight under the night sky of Songlin City, and it is also the delicate desire that these grassroots officials cannot touch.

"You finally understand humor."

Haiers took a deep breath and glanced at Hamos with his peripheral vision, his eyes always focused on the approaching Yahu.

He could even see the hair on Yahu's face and the red eyes in the front row.

That was a kind of.

Baffled eyes?

Haiers was slightly stunned. He couldn't imagine that the eyes of the reckless men who were charging without regard for their lives would be so blank, as if it was not him who was charging.

A terrible thought emerged from Hales' mind.

"They are being manipulated and are not afraid of death at all!"

"Yes, this is not a bad thing. At least their ability to respond will be very poor." Hamos calmly pulled the trigger and shot the head of the Yehu squad leader who led the charge.

He pulled the bolt skillfully and continued to shoot.

When the Yehu was less than five meters away, he fired the last bullet, raised his rifle, and charged at the Yehu group.

Before charging, he smiled and reminded Hales again.

"Remember, I'll be waiting for you at the Gin Bar."

Of course, he didn't understand humor, but was inviting him seriously.

Although the possibility of survival was small, he remembered that a bishop said half a year ago that his fate was very strange, with many disasters but always a ray of hope that could turn danger into safety.

Since fate had already been arranged, he didn't have to think too much, just hold the rifle well when charging.

Of course, Hales didn't know what Hamos was thinking, he could only admire him.

To be calm and composed in the face of death, this is a real warrior.

Hamos, worthy of the name of a warrior.

He shot a random enemy to death with a strong shot, and Hamos took a half step back, dodged the stone spear of the Yehu, and stabbed the enemy in front of him with his backhand.

Is the dawn of hope really there?

He couldn't help but look up.

At the moment he looked up, his eyes were almost blinded by the sudden dazzling light.

The dark night instantly turned into daylight.

The Yehus looked up blankly, then covered their eyes and screamed.

Some cunning human soldiers did not rush to look up, but stabbed the enemy in front of them first.

Almost all the soldiers who looked up had their eyes burned by the light, including Hamos who was exhausted from the bloody battle.

The moment he saw the dawn, his last strength was exhausted and he fainted.

Before he fainted, his last consciousness gradually blurred.

"Is it an angel coming to take me to heaven?"

Of course not, it's just that the reinforcements have arrived.

Although the reinforcements are only Roland and Lisa, it is enough.

Lisa's magic power consumption is huge, and continuing to launch large-scale magic may cause irreversible damage.

Roland certainly won't let her take risks, and directly issued her a ban on the use of magic.

Of course, the Prudens must be saved, and he will help.

If they can't be saved, it means they are unlucky, he tried his best.

Roland did try his best.

He even took into account the advantages and disadvantages of the Holy Light skill and chose a way to maximize the lethality.

Using the Prudens as bait, he gathered the Yehu as much as possible, and finally used the Holy Light to clear the field at one time.

In order to achieve his goal, he could not inform Hamos in advance, so he could only let Hamos unleash his maximum potential in a desperate situation and delay time as much as possible.

He finally waited for the opportunity.

As the casualties of Pruden's army increased, the army of the Yehu was also constantly gathering.

Although most of the Yehu were puppets, their habits engraved in their bones would not change.

They like to gather together and will be afraid if there are no companions around them.

Even on the battlefield.

Roland seized the opportunity and poured all the stored holy energy at once.

The sky turned into daytime, and the earth was filled with holy energy.

The Yehus jumped wildly as if their feet were scalded, and they could not attack at all.

The holy energy fell like raindrops, and the Yehus who were hit died without a groan.

Seeing the "hissing" evaporation sound of the Yehu's body after being poured with holy energy, Roland certainly knew the mastermind behind them.

The Darkborn.

They are here.

Take away their territory according to the agreement. (End of this chapter)