Chapter 552: Confrontation
"Launch, launch, these undead souls who have died a long time ago shouldn't be standing here."
The curses seemed particularly chaotic, but compared to the sound of the cannons, they became extremely small.
Street No. 4 is fighting with absolute madness. Both sides seem to have forgotten tactics and strategies. Only the bloody and bloody fighting force can forget everything in the past.
The general rode a tall horse and fought forward accompanied by his guards. He forgot about the important mission he carried and turned back into a soldier who only thought about how to kill the enemy.
Encouraged by the general, the soldiers worked harder than ever. The endless tide of corpses became an obstacle waiting to be trampled. The will of countless people was condensed under the flag of the flaming eagle. They believed that this action was to save the suffering motherland.
The aggressive heavy firepower team became the vanguard. Even the undead could detect a trace of fear in the grinning faces under the thick plate armor. Dozens of hundreds of meters long flames were like the anger of the gods, mercilessly burning any enemy in front.
Perhaps the Undead Command did not expect that the Patriot Army would choose such a ferocious and decisive offensive. Those ghosts lurking in the ruins had not yet attacked with their terrifying figures, but they withstood several rounds of blessing bullets from the Silver Hammer Knights and were forever forever This world disappears.
The vampires who reacted counterattacked. Based on their past understanding of humans, they would always use magic to gain an advantage, stop the advancing human army, change the rhythm of the battlefield, and fall into the chopping block style of play that the midnight nobles were accustomed to.
But a human mage holding two swords asked them to stop controlling the wind of death. An indescribable sense of fear appeared in the hearts of the vampires. The extremely huge wind of Aksha condensed in the sky. If the orange above The yellow vortex rotates again, and the falling rain of flames can kill most of the undead on the battlefield.
Feeling the pressure of magic for the first time, the vampire chose to break the condensation of Aksha's Wind to avoid being broken through by the Patriot Army in a short time.
The appearance of a group of men and horses caught the general's attention. The figure on the nightmare horse was so familiar that except for the same name, there was no trace of their former appearance.
"Plokin, you coward finally dared to come out." Rascal pulled the reins. He only had this traitor in his eyes. If he had some sympathy for the sensitive and somewhat inferior Prokin in the past, after learning that he had become a vampire to help After Katrin asserted her rule, there was only endless anger.
"Raskol, I haven't seen you for a long time..." The cold blue eyes shimmered, and Prokin took a deep breath through his nose. He could smell a familiar smell of blood, which was the blood accompanied by the subtle rat plague. People understand their difficulties and see all this as betrayal.
Needless to say, Raskol's sword points directly at Prokin, the commander of the undead, and the traitors who follow him. There is only one kind of person in this world who is not worthy of forgiveness, and that is the traitor!
Prokin did not say a second sentence. When both sides stand here, any words are redundant. Only the winner can write the loser's elegy.
Two people who had been fighting together for many years started to confront each other, with immense anger and hatred.
The Kislevian mortal army, which is directly under Prokin, also emerged from the pile of undead, with rough faces full of perseverance, holding up shields and preparing to fight against the Patriot Army.
Rows of neatly formed men and horses stood in front of the undead, fighting with the mothers and children of the motherland who were connected by blood.
"Kill them all!" the deputy commander ordered coldly, letting the Patriot Army, which was hesitating due to the appearance of human troops, continue to charge. Since they are on the opposite side, there is no mercy at all.
This is a confrontation between race and position, and it is also a fearless hymn to life for those who do not want to succumb to their current fate.
"Traitor!"
"Traitor!"
yells came from both sides' positions, from the mouths of those who were stalemate with each other with shields, and from the mouths of the generals and guards who were dueling.
Masno, who was watching everything, stood at the top of the lighthouse and said with great interest, "It's interesting, isn't it? Who is right and who is wrong?" "From Caledo's point of view, the Patriot Army is That's right." Ambassador Rachel silently stared at the Kisli ladies who were fighting each other. Tragedy was born from the destruction of those things that symbolized beauty.
Seeing Mrs. Kisri, who is known for her unity, become like this is undoubtedly too dramatic. Both sides are sticking to their positions, loyal to the authority of the sacred Queen Khan and the promised power, or following the unknown road ahead. The Patriot Army does not seem to be a good choice.
"But Caledor's experience seems not to be much worse. We have also suffered betrayal."
Masno's words made Rachel fall into silence. This sentence clearly refers to the Aenarion family, but in fact it refers to some of the Flameborn knights. The ambassador's attitude of working hard but not doing his best made him unable to answer.
After Oliveira's work report two days ago, the conflict between the Champion Warrior and the Royal Guard Chief became somewhat intensified. The Ambassador heard some colleagues discussing the domestic situation.
After the former Speaker Randy retired, the situation in the Noble Council became a bit pessimistic. A wise ruler must not occupy all the interests. The prince monopolized everything about the lizard people, but in other aspects, even corner resources can Many family properties have been multiplied several times.
The champion warrior is a staunch military supremacy. As long as it can increase the power of Caledor, he will not refuse. The affairs of the Kislev Auxiliary Corps were established by his hands.
The great nobles in the parliament are still doubting whether humans will remain loyal to Caledor... The
ambassador shook his head and drove away the chaotic thoughts, "Absolute power is the basis for ensuring loyalty. As long as Caledor If he can continue to develop according to the current situation, the prince will surely aspire to the throne of Ulthuan." "
Can I believe you, Rachel."
"I don't know, I have served in the garrison for a long time, and I know you well. Regarding the care of the soldiers under his command, the influence of the Parliament on Caledor is too far-reaching, and the prince will not sanction a family that has been loyal for thousands of years for some trivial matters." Masnow raised his head and looked at the sky, the prince's decision to expand the number of
human soldiers has always been It is an attitude of approval. Caledor's population is too sparse. Currently, it only occupies a corner of the Isthmus of Lustria and Naggaroth, and it is no longer able to maintain control over other places.
Conquering the target is simple, but how to manage it is a big problem.
This created a great conflict with the secret meeting of several people. Anaheim will be used as a breakthrough to break through the prejudice against humans and let them become another combat-effective army in Caledor.
"But I am willing to believe you Rachel. Caledor has not experienced such a big change for too long. We need to change our way of understanding this dangerous world." Rachel was silent for a long time. This is a matter of taking sides
. , the champion warriors aimed at the resources of the old world, and Carmen at the Imperial Embassy in Caledo was obviously from Masno.
It was Masnow who was responsible for diplomacy with the empire after the end of the Great Holy War. If he was on this side, then the Parliament might know what they needed to know about the situation in the old world.
"Does the prince know about this?" Rachel said the only question was that his allegiance would always be to the Dragon Palace, and his political alignment was only due to his different ideas and his civilian background.
"With your experience, you can naturally guess this matter. Why ask." "
I understand." Rachel held her chest and saluted Masnow's back. She was born as a civilian and was not good at war. This has been decided. At the limit of his official career, he was unwilling to stay in this poor and cold old world for half his life.
The best choice is the champion warrior who currently lacks a noble team.
(End of chapter)