Law of the Devil

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Chapter 589 [Rekindling War Fire! Beamon is here!

Above the continent, large and small aristocrats, officials everywhere, almost at the beginning of the empire's 966 years, gathered their eyes to see the empire's most famous Duke of Tulips, and His Royal Highness the Regent in this dark battle.

The Tulip Family Private Army refused to allow its troops to remain outside the territory, then the two sides fought a sizzling battle, then went to the Regent King to issue a private order for the triumphant lord, and then the Prairie King sent envoys into the Emperor's capital.

This one thing comes along, and if you're not a fool, you can see a little bit.

Emperor Diduri, while still maintaining facial peace, is just a whirlpool beneath it, but has gradually become somewhat frightening.

In contrast, the war zone in the north is less of a focus.

This, in fact, is not an imperial disregard for the fighting in the North.

However, the Augustine dynasty of the Roland Empire has reached its present millennium, whether it is the great joy of former Emperor Augustine VI or the inspiration of the successor Regent King Tutsi. The roots of the empire remain fairly solid, even though there was a northwest warlord pattern before, and the grasslands harassed the border, which is also a minor illness, and can only be counted as a partial war.

The empire is huge, situated throughout the continent, tens of millions of people, vast territories, millions of armies, vast territory.

At this time, even the most negative would never believe that the Empire had died.

As for the invasion of those monstrous races in the north, in the view of the vast majority of the population, it was only local arrest fighting. The empire's presence on the entire continent, both in terms of population and resources, and in terms of the number of armies, is a sufficient backdrop.

Even when the frontline war situation was harsh, the psychology of many people, the invading monster race, the weight in their hearts was just another prairie war. No one would really take this “local war” as a disaster.

So, instead, the battle between the Emperor's center, Kwon Shen and the monarch is more attractive.

However, after a few days of silence in the palace following the arrival of the prairie king Saladin envoy to the Emperor to hand over the insane Book of Nations, it was like a compromise on the Tulip family.

An order was issued stating that the prairies were arrogant, offended the dignity of the Roland Empire, and ordered the borderline Tulip family to rehabilitate the army, making sure to show the prairies some colour.

That order came down, but the subline was that the Regent had renounced the intention to redeploy the Tulip family's private army from the northwest.

This round of rivalry between the two sides seems to have been won again by the talented young Duchess.

Subsequently, the two sides were safe and sound, and Charlie, the empire's little emperor, was reportedly instructed by the Regent to visit the Duke of Tulip, and it was not known whether the parties had reached any private agreement on the visit.

However, the matter seemed to dissipate the clouds and the tension surrounding the Emperor's capital finally gradually turned clear.

When things got here, everyone was relieved of the magnitude and magnitude of the house.

After all, in this silent struggle, these large and small aristocracies are mostly toward the tulip family. After all, the royal family suddenly raises a knife against the Tulip family. Does God know if this is the right of the Tulip family, or is the royal family ready to take a knife against the entire aristocracy?

Receiving power, this kind of thing, is often easy to cause the sadness of a rabbit's death.

Moreover, the order of the Regent to “enlist the private forces of the noble lords”, despite its softer words and their softer meaning, still gave rise to a slight resistance in the hearts of many nobles.

Fortunately, the Duke of Tulip held on to this order, otherwise, if the Duke of Tulip clothes softly and handed over his family's private army, then the rest of the House of Hommes must follow suit?

These militias can all be armed at their own expense, are private property, and no one is willing to send them to the front line to die.

In this world, there are many people who have lost public and private life, but few have broken the country for such noble thoughts.

Emperor Fengyun, as if it had dissipated, although we all know that sooner or later there will be a difficult tail to solve, in general, a lot of people are relieved.

At this time, during the spring warmth, the war in the north finally opened a fierce prelude!

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Empire 966, March 9.

Clear, windless, cloudless.

Earlier that morning, the observation soldiers on the walls reported that there appeared to be unusual movement among the monster races.

After hearing the debriefing, General Rostock did not dare to slacken, and immediately led a number of generals to the city to watch.

Old General Rostock was well aware that the monsters had been thunderous and rainy all winter and had been slow to attack, but he would not be lazy about it. At the beginning of last year's war, after a few rough fights with each other, General Rostock had already gained a deep sense of the strength of these monstrous races.

The other side did not launch an offensive all winter. I'm afraid it's just a thunderous attack when the spring blossoms and the warriors are finished.

Moreover, for a long period of time before that, the imperial side could hardly detect each other's military intelligence.

It would be useless to send scouts out of the city, because even when the Orcs did not attack, there were a large number of werewolf cavalry walking in the occupied areas. Humanity's scouting cavalry went out twice, severely damaged and almost negligible in its benefits.

As for aerial reconnaissance, it was gradually strangled by criminals.

Since the arrival of the Pokémon, the flighty tribes of the Pokémon have firmly grasped the initiative of the sky. General Andrei of the Air Force had also sent several reconnaissance craft, but without exception, they had been driven back by each other and there had been several minor frictions in the air.

From the battle results, the elves of the other party are in the sky. Flying archers face relatively clumsy and slow airships with a lot of advantages. Besides, the fighting power of the airships is mainly air-to-ground. When they encounter air-to-air enemies, they lose almost 90% of their fighting power.

It may be said that it appears that criminals have taken the upper hand in the struggle for the "right to make airspace”.

The only more valuable piece of information was that Lombardon came back with the mercenaries of the mob after they went to the enemy to “airborne harassment operations", and the head of the Northern Ward learned that the charges had been laid to rest all winter, cultivating desert fields, building towns and settlements - it seemed that these guys were going to take root here!

General Rostock was also deeply concerned when he learned of the news - it seemed that these enemies were much more difficult to deal with at hand than those in the prairies. In the past, those prairies and empires were enemies, but they ran to the inner belly of the empire to harass, plunder and leave.

But these monster races seem to be settling in here!

While the Empire's work on clearing the solid walls before the war was complete, … after all, food cattle, weapons, etc. can be brought back and burned locally that cannot be brought back.

But the land can't be brought back!

The land now occupied by criminals, south of the frozen forest and north of the Kabaski Line of Defense, although a relatively narrow area, is also about half as large as the Empire Province. They grow houses here, but they can't be stopped.

As for the fertile land in the north, how can they grow enough food... General Rostock cannot understand this... but now he has to worry!

There was no objection from the upper echelons that these useless wasteland had been ceded. After all, the cold weather in the north, from January to October of each year, shaved in the north, is the ice and snow. This cold and frosty weather will not subside until April and May of the following year.

In the past, the land was absolutely unsuitable for cultivation —— are you kidding me, for 12 months a year, half of it was freezing to death, how could this land be cultivated?

So it is not a strategic mistake to cede these useless lands and build a Kabaski line of defense where there is a geographical advantage.

But this year... the weather at this evil gate is too unusual! Winters in the north are warmer than in the south instead of snowing! And there's plenty of rain!

This climate has allowed the beasts to transform their deserted land into agricultural land and accumulate their food little by little.

Months later, I think it's time for the first wave of food harvest under cultivation.

Every time I think of it, even the most devout of believers can't help but whisper in their hearts: Are the gods protecting these goddamn monsters? Otherwise, why the weather in the north is in their favor?

So, on the day of March 9th, as reported below, the enemy moved, General Rostock dared not at all, and immediately took a man to the city wall.

Indeed, just climbed the city wall and picked up the telescope with his own hand and looked north. In the meantime, the enemy camp had been quiet for a winter, and the sound was boiling.

Originally in the silent enemy camp, and not knowing where to drill from, the hairy monster monsters, one by one, put iron armor back on, carrying weapons, some in line, some sharpening knives, some shouting... that scene, hot flames.

What Rostock did not know was that, after Elf King Snow had come to the front, he had learned of the straitening of the army of the Orcs during the previous human “air raid” and had immediately issued an order to mobilize a large number of dwarf craftsmen into the army, after which the camp of the Orcs was different.

During this winter, the Dwarves used their gifted skills to dig caves like cellars in the barracks one after the other. The Dwarves' skill is remarkable, and the caves are sturdy, hidden low and not at all boring enough to defend against human air strikes.

No race can beat the Dwarf race.

Eyes on that cave, thick wooden cover covered with grass lifted, a small group of animals came out of the cellar, picked up weapons, wore armor, after a winter renovation, these animals were energetic, and after the winter, the natural ethnic characteristics of the animals, many animals began to normally remove their long hair, but more vigorous.

After the honking of the trumpet, that once numbed a human soldier's scalp, an Orc's Ironclad Array, opened out of a wide open battalion door.

From afar came a dull loud sound, and then saw a lot of black dots slowly coming from afar in the vast camp of the Orcs, and the Orcs warriors in the camp immediately retreated like the tide, giving way to the original black shadows.

Gradually approaching, I saw through the binoculars those black shadowy imperial generals, I had to pour in a cool breath!!

Monster! True Monster!!

That's a huge monster!

Visually, the monsters are taller than the trees next to them, and some of them are probably 10 meters taller than their heads!

Those monsters were covered in brown long hair, and in the sun, it was like a faint golden colour! A monster, a man stands up, his lower limbs are small and thick, his upper limbs are big and long, and behind him is a long tail, like a wire, huge as an oak tree! His head was huge, slightly flattened, and he opened his mouth and shouted heavenly. The voice was really like a beast howling, and a few miles away made people hear the color change!

One by one, it leaves countless deep footprints on the ground!

And the monsters, on each neck, tied huge rings of iron, beneath the rings, the coarse black chains dragged down, but hung a six-print hammer! That giant hammer, one as big as a cow!

But these monsters are holding it in their hands, and they're not tough at all!

General Rostock counted carefully, and there are more than twenty of these monsters! The beasts next to them, who saw the monsters coming up from afar, were all howling up in the sky and shouting for a moment.

More beastmen, even backwards, salute those monsters.

The twenty monsters finally came outside the sin camp, lined up in a row, and their big nostrils breathed heavily, sprayed white air, and their big eyes stared at the walls of the human race ahead, screaming from time to time.

Looking at this head can almost align with a row of monsters high in the city wall, the human guard on the city wall, forced everyone to unconsciously hold the weapon in their hand, many people's eyes, also unnaturally revealed a little panic.

General Rostock's face was also ugly, and some of the generals couldn't help but scold with surprise: "Who can tell me what the fuck these are! ”

“Go!” General Rostock looked back and sighed: “Go and ask all the magicians to go to the city to help fight! And tell the Holy Knights! ”

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The battle went off at noon.

Throughout the morning, the human guards were somewhat frightened by the occasional roar of the monsters, and the Orcs, one by one, were lined up, followed by a row of stone throwers.

At noon, several beasts in monster skins, one who looked extremely old, and even thinner, almost left a skeleton, their leather robes, the flowers green, as if they were made of a variety of different beast skins, everyone's wrists, ankles, necks, wrapped around a necklace or bracelet made of strange beast bones, these old beasts came out, the first warriors in the rear of the line, actually all suddenly knelt down together, and every beast warrior even threw the shield and weapon in his hand on the ground, slumped down, respectfully.

Those old beasts, hand dancing and foot dancing jumped for a while, the bone decorations worn all over the body made a noisy noise, then a series of strange, such as chanting a spell, suddenly turned to low, suddenly high, as if it were a strange song, the old men danced hard for a while, finally exhausted.

And at this time...

At the head of the afternoon sun, those old beasts, it is not just the ordinary god of jumping, but a group of beasts, noble and noble special beings - even the chief of the clan or the king of the whole clan, to salute! These old beasts, symbols of authority within the beast family, have two meanings: first, they represent the beast people and perform various sacrificial activities on the gods. And the second... is the most powerful weapon of war that specializes in sophistication and the domestication of the Orcs:

Behemoth Giant Beast!

After some ancient rituals, they stopped jumping, and a few took off bone ornaments worn around their necks or wrists and held them in their hands, but after a series of strange spells, they turned into countless finely shattered bone powders!

As the wind blows, the bone powder dissipates and immediately dissolves in the air. In the sun, the humans on the walls clearly saw this magical scene...

In the air, the colors of bone powder, suddenly widened, the sun lit up, turned into a pale golden arc, spreading immediately, quickly covering all the Orc formations behind!

And the Orc warriors, bathed in the arc of light, one by one, seemed immediately restless. Later, an Orc stood up and started shouting. The shouting was filled with the smell of fury and anger. He grabbed the weapon even more and lifted it to the sky, slapping his chest hard...

Gradually, all the Orcs started screaming! Each of them seems to be covered in an arc of light, and in the arc of light, it seems that the bodies of the beasts have hidden a few points of burst, their hair upside down, their eyes are red and red!!

Even the distant humans on the walls of the city can clearly feel the sudden and violent momentum!!

Twenty beasts standing there, also bathed under the arc of the sky, then one giant beast, as if it was suddenly provoked by anger, originally just a constant whisper, but at this moment, one by one, raised a giant head, as if it had broken some invisible shackles, rising and floating!

Twenty giant beasts shouted at each other, and the movement was as if countless beasts were howling in the ears together, and as if a series of thunderbolts had struck the human heart!

Later, those Beaumont giant beasts shouted together. In the open space ahead, a huge swirl suddenly emerged in the air. The swirl grew bigger and bigger, hidden tendency towards the city wall...

Finally, boom!!!

A loud noise, a vortex like a bomb burst open, a circle of visible impact waves swept against the city wall, instant the wind, the waves impacted the city wall, more like a hidden fluctuation of some power that deterred the human mind!!

On the walls of the city, many officers can't see, just yelled, trying to be careful, but the sound just made, the wind immediately cut off!

Boom, the air wave instantly spread a feature wall, and countless soldiers on it seemed to subconsciously bow to the top wind under the wind, but things were close, but they discovered a little strange!

It turns out that the air wave swept in, but as if it didn't have the impact of the wind as imagined. Everyone stood there, but as if it had no strength at all. Though it seemed like a fierce roll, it made people feel nothing!

At this time, beneath the walls of the city, a group of magicians of the Empire sent by Rostock to help fight was finally late, but was facing the aftermath of the wind.

This seemed frightening in scale, but there was no “wind" of power, making the human soldiers on the walls face each other, but the magicians below, some of them suddenly changed color and shouted out:

“Spiritual storm! Spiritual storm!! ”

Buzz!!

It was the magician who cried out, and suddenly heard the roar of the Behemoth Giant Beast from afar again.

And this time, when I heard the yelling human soldier, I immediately felt different!!

The roar of the giant beast fell into his ear, but it seemed to be ten times more violent than before. As he heard the roar, deep in everyone's heart, a sense of fear that had no origins surged like a tide, and instantly almost paralyzed his body.

More soldiers stood beside the walls of the city and felt as if they had been occupied by an unspeakable form of despair and fear, softening their hands and feet, and suddenly dropping their weapons on the ground.

Even that dozens of human soldiers fainted as soon as their eyes closed, some of them fell straight from the top of the city wall and smashed into a pile of mud!!

“It's magic!! ”

A magician from the Magic Union who came to the main battle on the front line, dressed in a white robe, revealed his identity as a senior archmage. At this moment, his face was heavy and his body suddenly swept up above the walls of the city!

A voice immediately spreads with magic: “Attention all magicians, this is a mental storm! Sing Light Spell Resistance!! ”

At this time, the sound of ping pong was constant, more soldiers were stunned, their eyes frightened, many people had lost their weapons, and more people simply sat on the ground with one ass. Only some generals, with the strength of strong samurai, opened their own fighting spirit, immediately cleared their hearts and dispersed that strange sense of fear.

A magician flew up and opened his hands. With the first magician in charge, more than a dozen human magicians in the sky sang the magic spell of the human light system.

That singular spell carried magic into the ears of the warriors, which gradually brought back to God a number of people who were stunned.

And this time, the horn of the Beastmen clan sounds!

Among the countless shouts, a black Ironclad Formation, the Orc held up a shield, such as a giant Ironclad Turtle, approaching the walls of mankind.

The Twenty Beasts, after collectively releasing a "Heart Storm”, took great strides with agitated roar and rushed toward the city wall!

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boo

“Crossbow gun!! Aim at those monsters!! Quick!!” General Rostock yelled angrily: “Kill them!! Kill them!!! ”

Soldiers in the tower, some still in the other party's mind storm, while some returned to God, although still feeling sluggish, soft hands and feet, finally, under the shouting of the commander company, turned the direction of the crossbow gun, pulled the East Wing, pointed at those running giant beasts.

After the noise of the winch pull, sex! One giant crossbow arrow, whistling, shooting at those Beaumont giant beasts...

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