Throne of the North

The brutal violent elephant looked condescendingly at the Kamikaze Legion soldiers in front of him, and Farrell didn't know when he fell down.

"Kill them all!"

He roared, and the violent elephant launched the final attack on the Kamikaze Legion. In the face of the huge power, the bows and arrows that the Kamikaze Legion relied on for survival had no effect. On this broken battlefield, they relied on the pace of the elves. It has no effect either.

When the elephant hooves that could easily crush stones fell, countless desperate screams came from the Kamikaze Legion.

…

The war lasted for five hours. Surrounded by a large number of troops, the Violent Elephant Legion successfully broke through and returned to the Unicorn Fortress.

Each violent elephant's body was stained with many flesh and blood fragments. The metal fragments that seemed to grow on the violent elephant's body became much glossier under the baptism of blood.

"It's so brutal."

In the Unicorn Fortress, Otto was filled with excitement after watching for an afternoon. The 60,000-strong army was shattered like paper in front of the Violent Elephant Legion. This reminded him of the soldiers behind him. Those soldiers It will definitely not be the opponent of the Violent Elephant Legion.

The only one who can deal with the extraordinary army is another extraordinary army. The strength of ordinary people is not qualified to be involved in extraordinary wars.

"Is this the Empire's legion? I wonder if the Griffin Legion can defeat them."

Otto thought this when he left with his army. There is no doubt about the power of the Griffin Legion. In the end, he believed that the combat effectiveness of the Griffin Legion must be higher than that of the Violent Elephant Legion.

The Unicorn Fortress was left to be garrisoned by Farrell, but the four noble territories to the south might not be able to stop the second attack.

Sixty thousand people was the limit they could bring out. As a result, one sixth of them died in the battle. The Kamikaze Legion suffered heavy losses. No more than a thousand Kamikaze soldiers escaped alive.

Most of the people were torn apart by the violent elephants and buried by the broken hillside. A thousand people probably included the lucky ones who climbed out of the mud behind.

If the fight continues, the four noble leaders may not have many people left. More importantly, there will be a serious shortage of manpower for the upcoming spring plowing.

The Violent Elephants Legion that won this war lost even less than 500 Violent Elephants. Only when they faced the initial salvo of the Kamikaze Legion, more than a hundred Violent Elephants were killed, and the remaining three hundred were killed. The multiple violent elephants only suffered injuries of varying severity, and it was uncertain whether they could continue fighting.

This made Farrell a little frustrated, because he wanted to become a legend in this land, but he did not fight to the fullest in today's war. He did not even take action with all his strength. The Violent Elephant Legion had already crushed the so-called gods. Wind Legion.

For him, the army assembled by these four noble leaders was still too weak.

"I need to wait for a legendary war."

Farrell looked to the north. He could not stay in the Unicorn Fortress forever. For the time being, he was just waiting for the decisive battle in the Kingdom of Anlida, which could affect the world and the future of the entire kingdom.

The emergence of a legend must be accompanied by a legendary chapter, which must be a wonderful episode that can leave a strong color in history.

To the north, McReynolds knew that it was already the second day for the great victory in the south. Looking at the brilliant results of the Violent Elephant Legion, the Grand Duke could not help but be frightened by the Empire's extraordinary legions.

"Without the help of the Holy See, it would be impossible for the Carlos families to attack the north. The Unicorn Fortress is a hurdle they cannot overcome."

At this time, the only enemies of Archduke McReynolds were the nobles within the kingdom.

"Father, after Otto comes back, I'm afraid you will also need to disband a group of slaves and let them farm."

Roland said beside the Grand Duke that it was already February and spring plowing was not far away. If the entire population was plunged into war, there would be famine in the second half of this year.

Moreover, the emergence of war almost stopped all production, including reproduction.

"I will dismiss fifteen thousand slaves. They seem to be of no use in the war."

The Grand Duke said that the war of the Violent Elephant Legion made him understand one thing. In an extraordinary war, an army composed of slaves has almost no combat effectiveness at all.

Those slaves would even be afraid of a vicious dog in ordinary times, but what kind of enemy would they face in war? It's a witch ghost, a griffon, and a more terrifying war beast like a violent elephant.

All the slaves could do was hide in the rear and farm to provide food and clothing for the war.

"This is an extraordinary war that has no place for mortals."

"The empire has been aware of this a hundred years ago, but we didn't fully understand this until we witnessed the battle of the Violent Elephant Legion today."

Grand Duke McReynolds was frightened. In the past, he was obsessed with the practice of magic. He had seen powerful dragons flying in the sky, and he had also seen gods falling from the stars and being eaten by them.

He ignored the lowest battlefield. Mortal power cannot compete with extraordinary beings. Maybe ten thousand people can not be afraid of the dragon, but when the dragon appears, how many of those ten thousand people will not collapse and fear? Attack the dragon?

The collapse of one person is the collapse of a hundred people, and the collapse of a hundred people is the defeat of ten thousand people. Those who deal with the dragon are either heroes, brave men, or other extraordinary beings.

The Violent Elephant Legion is such a giant dragon to the four noble clans in the south, but the difference is that the only one they can fight against the violent elephant, the 'giant dragon', is the Kamikaze Legion, which has no defense in front.

A group of archers facing off against berserkers? The Kamikaze Legion was not completely wiped out, thanks to the fact that some of the 60,000 troops organized an army to conduct a tentative attack.

"Carlos should have given up, but what about the king?"

"Why is he still forcing us? Do we really want to destroy the Griffin Legion so that he can die in peace?"

Roland gritted his teeth. He understood that what the king wanted to do most now was to let McReynolds decline like the royal family. It would be best if all the griffon legions were wiped out and no more griffons would be born in the griffin mountains.

"I personally cultivated the gryphon's lair, so how could he understand the background of our McReynolds?"

The Grand Duke said indifferently next to him. As a legendary magician, he didn't know how much wealth and price he spent to allow McReynolds to have tens of thousands of griffins to form an army.

Even among the legion, the number of knights is not comparable to that of griffins.

There is a very magical phenomenon in the Grand Duchy, that is, every civilian family must be a family that gave birth to a knight, either this generation or the previous generation, otherwise they will be slaves.

There are less than 20,000 civilian households, and more than half of them do not have a current knight.

Therefore, there are quite a few powerful knights in the Griffin Legion, commanding most of the Griffins.

Like the Violent Elephant Legion, the Griffin Knights mainly assist the huge monsters in fighting, but their safety is much greater than that of the Violent Elephant Knights. After all, the Griffins are relatively gentler, while the Violent Elephants tend not to care. The knights on the body.

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The war between the two extraordinary legions, Violent Elephant and Kamikaze, in the Unicorn Fortress reminded all the nobles in the southern world that there is no place for mortals on the extraordinary battlefield.

The nobles began to think, but within the Andala Kingdom, there was no time for the king to think.

Daryl Knight finally got some food. After eating and drinking, he had to attack McReynolds immediately.

A war broke out between more than 100,000 troops from both sides on a land called Zichuan Plain. This was a war without many extraordinary participants, so the casualties remained at a relatively stable ratio.

The Griffin Legion was intercepted in the distance by the extraordinary legions of the four earls. It seemed that they were reminded by the Violent Elephant Legion that the extraordinary legions no longer directly participated in the battlefield of ordinary soldiers. After all, the lethality they brought would be lost to The last one is the nobles themselves.

It can be seen from here that although the king announced McReynolds' betrayal, for a while, the nobles of the Kingdom of Andara still recognized McReynolds and their noble status, and the same was true for the Grand Duke.

So strictly speaking, the war on the Zichuan Plain was more like a noble war, a war started under many rules.

Also because of the huge number, this will probably be a protracted battle.

"The Holy See's troops will help us quell the rebellion in the Griffin Mountains after it's over. We just need to wait."

If the Andala Kingdom's royal family has a military potential of one hundred thousand, half of it has now been taken away by the Holy See.

Outside the Unicorn Fortress, the war between the Violent Elephant Legion and several noble realms was still within the scope of human nature. On the Zichuan Plain, the war between the kingdom's nobles and the Grand Duke fell under the rules of the nobles.

Then the holy war outside the Twin Cities made the whole world see the cruelty and madness of the Holy See.

One hundred thousand people went to those Wall of Dawn cities, and after being screened one after another, 30,000 people finally appeared outside the Twin Cities as soldiers.

They were all dressed in snow-white robes. It was shocking where the Vatican had come up with so many expensive robes, but this was what everyone saw.

Thirty thousand Holy See soldiers stood silently outside the Twin Cities. They stared at the city occupied by heretics, and their eyes were dyed with a pure white halo after six mornings.

The goddess of dawn descended from the sky and sprinkled the holy light like raindrops on these soldiers. Their strength began to grow, their eyes began to become firm, and their desire to fight was due to the heresy and extreme madness ahead.

Pastor Soto held a scepter, wore pure white holy clothes and robes, and had an illusory crown belonging to the Pope on his head. He crossed the crowd step by step, and the silent army of 30,000 believers made way for him, outside the Twin Cities. Turning left and right, I watched Pastor Soto quietly walking barefoot on the muddy ground.

He temporarily replaced Chenxi's faith and led the army's direction.

"The glory of the morning will surely illuminate every dark land."

"The splendor of our Lord reaches from the beginning of the eternal world to the end of it."

“We bathe in His glory, we grow without disease or disaster under His gaze, and the great morning light illuminates the deepest desires of our hearts.”

"O people of our Lord, look ahead, the enemy of the Lord has appeared, and His wrath will punish all evil."

"Believers of our Lord, the heresy that the Lord is angry with is right in front of us. How can we please our Lord and let Him bathe the morning light again?"

In the silence, thirty thousand Holy See soldiers roared in unison.

"Burn them! Burn them! Burn the evil side!"

Soto Mode was intoxicated by the roar of the mountains and seas. He raised his hands high, and his cane shone in the light of the morning sun. He flew up under the shining light, and the whole person became holy and sacred.

"My Lord's people, your piety is destined to be favored by Him. When your life comes to an end, He will lead the most devout believers into the eternal heaven."

"Let heretics crawl at our feet, and let the existence of evil burn in the holy fire!"

"The will of the Lord will lead us to destroy the evil ahead!!!"

Pastor Soto pointed his cane at the twin cities in front. The next moment, 30,000 soldiers drew their weapons, looked at the twin cities with fanatical eyes, and then rushed towards the giant city without fear of anything.

"Believers, go forward, the Lord will guide your way!"

Pastor Soto pointed his cane forward, and an illusory papal scepter appeared in the sky. At the top of the scepter, a snow-white beam of light shot straight out and blasted towards the twin cities.

The snow-white beam of light crossed the sky, crossed the heads of 30,000 troops, and fell on the walls of the Twin Cities in an instant. The next moment, a deafening roar resounded through the sky, shocking the sleeping earth.

Boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Absolute power, the snow-white beam of light, started from the wall where the gate of the Twin Cities was located, and penetrated through this towering giant city that could accommodate 100,000 people.

Its brilliance started from this end, and broke the wall from the other end of the Twin Cities and dissipated.

The entire Twin Cities was divided into two in front of this beam of light. All those who touched the beam of light in the city were all annihilated, turned into ashes and dissipated in the void.

The houses disappeared, and the stone pillars seemed to have never appeared. On the west side of the broken wall, Pastor Soto saw the lush fields on the east side of the Twin Cities, but they had long been trampled and abandoned by heretics.

"Evil heretics, you should accept the punishment of my Lord."

There were no passionate words, but the faith brought an unprecedented fanatical attack. Thirty thousand soldiers of the Church rushed to the Twin Cities from the gap in the city wall, and in the city, tens of thousands of dusk followers also took up weapons and killed these snow-white figures.

This is a fight between the believers of the two great beings. They have no fear and no fatigue for the great existence behind them. Only when they turn the enemies in front of them into ashes that can never get up again, will they end this war and pray devoutly to the great existence at the end of faith, praying that their faith has not been polluted and they are still devout believers.

"Kill all the heretics!"

The long sword in his hand chopped at a dusk follower, and the hard bone armor blocked the sharp long sword. At the moment when the dawn believer was stiff, the dusk follower raised the sharp blade in his hand.

That was... the fusion of the long sword and bone, embedded in his arm, as if it was a natural weapon growing out of the bone.

The bone sword instantly pierced through the chest of the Dawn believer, but the terrifying thing also appeared. These believers who were not wearing any hard armor, only a thin layer of white robes, did not fall down.

Blood was flowing, but the eyes also turned into holy white at this moment. There was no more extra emotion, only the fanatical and pious desire to fight in his mouth.

"Heretics should die!"

The believer's palm grabbed the bone sword that stabbed into his body. The huge force made the Dusk Follower unable to withdraw, and the long sword that chopped on the bone armor had already turned sideways and chopped at the Dusk Follower's head.

He wanted to retreat, but the bone sword had been connected to his body, and he couldn't retreat at all. He could only watch the long sword split his head. His consciousness disappeared at this moment. The Dusk Follower fell down at this moment, and a gray flame burned on his body, burning his own body, and finally leaving a pool of black ashes.

"Kill the heretics!"

The believer raised his sword and roared, then rushed towards the nearest enemy. It was not a Dusk Follower, but a slave or civilian in the Twin Cities. They were running, but they could not outrun the Dawn Followers.

Blood flowed, and the Dawn Followers did not care who died in front of him. He only knew that this city had become the land of heretics, and everything here, including the city itself, was part of the heresy.

Destroying them was what he had to do as a Dawn Follower.

In the distance, a Dusk Follower encountered the same problem, but the key point was that the bone sword in his arm pierced the head of a Dawn Follower. When the latter struggled frantically and tried to swing the last sword, his eyes dimmed after a few seconds of pure white.

Destroying the head was a way to kill these believers, but it was only these lowest-level believers.

Dozens of meters away, a monk believer who was bathed in holy light clasped his hands in the shape of a cross and prayed devoutly. The holy light enveloped the surrounding radius of more than ten meters. All the believers and warriors in the holy light doubled their strength and speed, and frantically slaughtered the dusk followers rushing over from the surroundings.

In the sky, a dusk follower with two bone wings on the right side of his back fell from the sky and landed in the middle of this group of dawn believers. The bone blade split the believer who was kneeling and praying from top to bottom. From the head to the lower abdomen, a bright red blood line appeared in the middle of the whole person.

However, the next moment, the praying believer raised his head, and his pure white eyes, which had been staggered up and down, stared angrily at the dusk follower, and his palm loosened, grabbing the bone gap on the surface of Huang Jun's follower's body.

"Heretics of the Dusk, you will perish under the holy fire of my Lord."

The white holy fire burned, and its tremendous power allowed the praying believers to tear apart the powerful followers of the Dusk in front of them.