At dawn, urgent horn sounds sounded in Luoyun City.
In just a quarter of an hour, the army and elf troops of the Principality of Arei had already assembled and lined up neatly, waiting for the next order. wWW.QuANbEn-XiAoShUo.cOM
They still only brought the equipment and supplies they had when they entered the city, and could not see any looted property. In fact, none of them participated in the robbery of Luoyun City civilians last night.
The Arei Army, which was rebuilt by Rogge, emphasized military discipline. Although the time was too short and the combat effectiveness could not be improved much, the strictness of military discipline was completely different. As for elves, such naturally arrogant creatures would never commit plunder.
In the palace of Luoyun City, Rogge was saying his final goodbyes to Marshal Arams.
The main armies of the three principalities in the Highlands have been completely defeated. The remaining troops of the three kingdoms now total less than 10,000 people, and most of them are private armed forces of the nobles. In order to end the war as soon as possible and divide the spoils, Rogge and Marshal Erams have agreed to divide their forces to attack. According to the prior secret negotiation between the two countries, the country of the Goshawk and the Vulture was owned by the Principality of Leighton, while the country of the Snow Falcon was taken over by Rogge.
The country of Snow Falcon has a population of three million. In addition to Rector, there are more than ten small towns. After Duke Annas died in the battle, the country's military strength was less than 2,000, and Rogge could sweep across the entire Snow Falcon Kingdom using only the elven troops.
Rogge is now eager to end the war here so that he can rush back to the City of Oracle to ask Elder Hughes if he has found a way to interfere with teleportation. As long as the old fox can find a way, Rogge can pay any price. The fat man who had just lost Adjani couldn't bear another blow.
Marshal Elams and Rogge were sitting side by side and chatting cordially. Clark stood nearby, looking very excited, and occasionally interjected a few words to express his opinions. This time, the battle against the three highland principalities was a great success, and Clark, who played a central role in building bridges, made a big contribution. His father and uncle's evaluation of his abilities has reached a new level. Compared with the throngs of brothers and sisters in his palace, Clark loomed large. Even Marshal Elams, who had never expressed his position, hinted to Clark that he should work hard and he would not have to worry about big things in the future.
Marshal Elams was chatting with Rogge while observing Rogge's troops gathering in the square outside the station. His sharp eyes did not miss any detail, including the concentration of the soldiers, their military posture when they lined up, whether they were whispering to each other, whether they had any looted property with them, etc. Even the neatness of the buckles that fastened the armor did not escape the marshal's eyes.
There is no flaw in the elf military appearance that is naturally elegant and tidy, and the gathering of more than two thousand handsome elves with gorgeous armor was so pleasing to the eye that Clark's eyes were a little straightened when he saw it. But Marshal Elams couldn't stop looking at the Snow Bear Knights and Are infantry.
The assembly was completed within a quarter of an hour, and the maximum assembly limit for the mixed forces of the Quick-Step Cavalry had been reached. With many years of leadership experience, Marshal Elams saw that the soldiers of the Principality of Are were still insufficiently trained and had limited combat effectiveness. But under such terrible and strict military discipline, it won't be long before this is a terrifying army that everyone is afraid of.
The seemingly scattered formation of Dark Side of the Moon also caught Erams' attention. For some reason, the old marshal always felt that the light in the dark side of the moon was always a little darker than other places. Those elves are obviously different from other elven warriors. In addition to being much more handsome, they obviously lack the vitality and liveliness of other elves. Their eyes are as calm as ice, without any emotional fluctuations at all. Marshal Elams had seen this look before and remembered it deeply.
This is the look that belongs exclusively to the 'butcher'.
Butcher is a special name that is circulated privately among the North team. Only warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles and killed without calculation can obtain this 'honor'. Butchers are the nightmare of all soldiers on the battlefield. They will not hesitate to cut off the enemy's arm at the cost of piercing their own arm. The bottom line for the Butcher's injury is not to be disabled so that they can continue to participate in the next battle.
Just like the superficial meaning of the word butcher, killing became their profession, hobby and art.
The Principality of Arei has been weak for a long time, and its weak army can barely survive. But this time of re-examination, Marshal Elams felt more and more that Rogge should not be underestimated. Thinking about how long it took Rogge to monopolize public rights in Are, he had already made complete improvements in the most critical aspect of military discipline, and then thinking about the mysterious deaths of Carlos and his son one after another. Elams suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
This Rogge's methods of seizing power are too fast and too ruthless! It seems that it is hard to say whether Clark's son will be able to take the position of Grand Duke Alley in the future! Even if you sit on it, you may be killed by Rogge at any time.
"Dear Master Rogge, are Anas' relatives still satisfactory to you?" Clark interjected and asked.
Rogge smiled grimly and was satisfied! However, even though more than ninety people were killed, there are still 351 people in the Annas family alive and well. I won't let any of them escape! "
"Violent, irritable, and okay..." Elams thought silently.
"That elf lady... what's her name? Adjani, right? If it weren't for her, this victory wouldn't have come so easily!" Clark said with emotion.
"Yes!" Rogge also sighed, "I only have six guards like her. It's a pity. Luoyun City will be captured sooner or later, so more ordinary soldiers should die. Those people's lives are not good. It’s valuable, but every one of these most elite elf guards is damaged!”
But no one could see the twitching in Rogge's heart.
Clark feels the same way! As long as there is money and supplies, and one more year of training, wouldn't the army be able to have as many troops as it needs? If there are too many deaths, just let the civilians work hard to survive. "
Marshal Erams snorted. Lark is still young, Master Rogge, making you laugh. You cannot become a true warrior by training alone, you must have experience on the battlefield. The Asrofic Empire starts some small wars with the Holy Alliance and neighboring countries every year, and one of its purposes is to train its troops in rotation. No matter how worthless the lives of these soldiers are, they must be used in key places. "
At this moment, the army has been gathering in the square for a long time. Roger said goodbye to his uncle and nephew Elams and went downstairs.
Seeing the groups of warriors following Rogge in an orderly manner towards the city gate, Erams said to Clark with a gloomy face: "Maybe we have released a real demon. Clark, we can immediately How many more troops are mobilized?”
"Twenty-one thousand people. In addition to the necessary troops stationed in Luoyun City, eighteen thousand people can also be mobilized. Uncle, are you planning to..."
"Yes! Although he is immature, he is already very scary. If you don't kill him now when he is defenseless, I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future!" Marshal Elams said gloomily.
"Uncle... Rogge is a great magician. You have also seen how powerful the elf Ajani is. If Rogge escapes, even if he has only one elf guard to escape, uncle, no matter how many people guard him, We can’t stop the elves who are determined to take revenge! At that time, the Leighton Principality can continue, but our family will be finished. Uncle, this is not a good choice! It’s better for us not to provoke the elves again!”
Marshal Erams actually trembled when he thought of that gorgeous golden cloud and the huge gap in the wall of Luoyun City. He was silent for a long time before saying: "It seems that the peace and tranquility in the north is over. We have no chance. Fortunately, we have stood with this devil from the beginning. Clark, you must be careful to maintain this relationship and don't let it happen." The temporary conflict of interests deceived your wisdom. When we die, you will not be his opponent. It would be great if the Leiton Kingdom can continue to develop as his ally. If not, it would be good to maintain it. "
At this time, Elams saw Rogge in the distance suddenly turning back and smiling at himself.
Cold sweat instantly soaked the marshal's bottom clothes!
Neither the uncle nor the nephew noticed that at some point, the shadows in the room disappeared and the light became brighter.
The current alien world is like the sea before a storm. There is endless danger in the calmness.
The wind was surprisingly strong, and the clouds in the sky were much lower than usual, heavy as if they were about to fall at any moment.
On a steep mountain peak, a dragon head slowly emerged.
The dragon's head was motionless, just like a lifeless stone. After a long time, the flames in its eye sockets slowly lit up, and it began to turn left and right, observing the surrounding environment.
The girl's figure also slowly rose from behind the cliff, dozens of demon lotus armor leaves still floating around her, and the huge death sickle in her hand.
She is still so ethereal, as beautiful as a dream. ***, seems to not belong to this gray world of death at all.
But she is no longer perfect.
The gray robe on ***'s body has many **, and the soft and smooth skin like snow inside is vaguely visible.
On her right cheek, there was a very small bloodstain, still oozing with golden blood.
At this time, in the very distant sky, there was an almost invisible small black spot hovering continuously.
"Master!" Gregory spoke, "I didn't expect that the Dragon of the Abyss would be able to fly again so soon. It's so despicable and shameless! They can rest, but we can't reply! This is simply a rogue! How can there be any Doesn't he look like a king at all? But you taught that arrogant idiot dragon a lesson, so I forgive him for not daring to stray too far from the other kings this time!"
Although he spoke loudly, the Bone Dragon still lowered his voice involuntarily, as if he was afraid of being heard by the Abyss Dragon hovering far away.
*** remained silent, just looking into the distance calmly. The light flowing on the demon lotus leaf flickers on and off, and it has lost a lot of its former glory.
Gregory looked back at the death scythe in ***'s hand, and his voice slowly lowered: "Master... there is no way for us to escape like this! They are chasing faster and faster. What will happen next time? ?”
Bone Dragon knew that his master's ability was no longer enough to maintain a parallel space, so he took the Death Scythe with him. With this sickle, the speed of the body will be greatly affected, becoming almost the same as that of a bone dragon. But you can't throw away the Death Scythe. Although the speed of the master and servant is still much faster than that of the kings, the kings are becoming more and more skilled in hunting. Without the Death Scythe, when you meet the king head-on, the enemy will Not even able to fight back.
Now even Grigory can feel that the error range of the kings' induction is getting smaller and smaller. The landing point of their teleportation is getting closer each time. There was even one time where he was right above the master and the servant!
That was also the time when the master and servant pretended to be dead to the best of their abilities.
The kings briefly glanced at the ground and found nothing unusual except for a pile of bone dragon remains, and then roared away. Huge weathered skeletons can be seen everywhere in other worlds, and it is unknown what kind of giant beast they were once. This kind of ground is the most common sight in other worlds.
After a long time, the bones on the ground suddenly moved, and then twisted, revealing the appearance of a bone dragon. Flames ignited in the bone dragon's eye sockets, and the gun came out from under the bone dragon's body.
Before encountering this crisis, the clever Gregory always felt uneasy. So whenever it has time, it installs crushed lime plaster piece by piece on its own bones. If it hadn't been like this, with its original body shining with blue and black light, it would have been discovered by the kings long ago. *** turned a blind eye to these actions of Gregory, which actually meant that he had acquiesced.
Gregory had already made up his mind to disguise himself as the weathered bone dragon in times of crisis.
But after this thrilling incident, *** fell completely silent.
She silently led the bone dragon to hide from place to place, killed countless of the king's men, and had a very brief but life-and-death battle with the careless dragon of the abyss.
Bone Dragon watched as ***'s demon lotus became increasingly dim, watched as *** was injured for the first time, and watched as *** was unable to recover from his injuries for the first time...
The kings were getting closer and closer, but Gregory saw that the speed of the attack was getting slower and slower. On several occasions, the master and servant nearly killed all the patrolling undead creatures. If it weren't for good luck, one or two fish that slipped through the net would report it.
It has been resting on the top of the cliff for a long time, but Bone Dragon knows that the body's energy has not improved at all.
It seemed that the owner was seriously injured.
Gregory finally broke the silence and said: "Master, although you never say it, I know that we may not have another time."
*** remained silent.
Bone Dragon put away his usual glib tone and became surprisingly serious: "Master! While the kings are not far away from us, you can lure the heavenly hunters down! We can't let these damn kings always make their own plans, we have to How many of them will be buried with us!?"
***Silver eyes finally fell on Bone Dragon, and the light in her eyes fluctuated rarely.
"Aren't you afraid of destruction?" *** finally spoke.
Gregory looked at the Dragon of the Abyss in the distance, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't be afraid! In my previous life, I was also a noble demon dragon, at least no worse than that dragon covered in rotten flesh, right? Even if I am destroyed again, I will have to Let’s do it once and for all, and never end everything cowardly like now!”
The wind howled.
"We...there really is no next time." *** said calmly.
The floating demon lotus armor suddenly closed up into a complete armor, floating insubstantially in front of ***.
*** stared at the dark black demon lotus armor for a long time, and seemed to sigh.
Under Gregory's surprised gaze, the beautiful demon lotus flew up gently and landed on its back. The armor's arms automatically stretched out and clasped the bone dragon's spine.
***'s slender fingers like gelatin pointed to the east, where is ***'s ancient tomb.
"Gregory! You are not the target of the kings. Go back to the ancient tomb! If...if he comes, give the demon lotus to him."
Gregory was shocked: "Master! Are you ready to fight head-on? There are six of them! Why not lure the Heavenly Hunters down? That would be much simpler! Let them all be buried with us!"
This is the first time, maybe the last time, the black of the sun begins to fly in the strong wind.
"Gregory, you will also become a king in the future. Then you will understand that maintaining the existence and operation of this world is the true meaning of the king's existence. If the heavenly hunter discovers that so many kings have appeared in the world of death, , it will definitely cleanse the world completely. So I can’t do this.”
Gregory was also silent. He thought for a long time and then said: "I understand why kings value the first law so much. But Master, if this is the case, why did you prepare to patrol the heavens last time when you went to fight for souls? Where are the hunters brought down?"
*** did not answer the question, her silver eyes just stared into the distance.
After Gregory shouted several times, *** finally looked away.
She raised the Death Scythe, looked at the Dragon of the Abyss in the distance, and said calmly: "Gregory, let's go!"
"Master, if you go like this, it's not... It's not..." Bone Dragon finally plucked up the courage and said the second half of the sentence: "Aren't you going to die?"
*** waved his hand, and the light flashed on Gregory's body, indicating that the soul contract had been terminated.
She smiled faintly, her figure kept flashing, and appeared in the distance in the blink of an eye. Only her voice still echoed on the top of the cliff.
"Who said you were going to die? Was your former master that useless? Someone will be buried with me!"
The bone dragon was stunned for a moment, then suddenly howled: "Master! You are so despicable! So shameless! You can't even think of throwing me down!"
Grigori bowed and shot, chasing the enemy like lightning. (Quanben Novel Website www.QuANbEn-XiAoShUo.com)