The cold wind in the early morning blew through the wilderness of Wildfire Plain, and the rising sun was still bred under the horizon, but there was only a faint hint of fish belly white, and the first ray of sunshine had not yet arrived. In the rustling cold wind, the imperial eagle flag on the flagpole fluttered.
This is a station just north of Wildfire Town, where the Byzantine II Corps is stationed.
As one of the regular corps of the Byzantine Empire, the Second Corps is a pure infantry army, and it is also the middle battle of the three-way army in the Byzantine Empire's military plan to face the invasion of the Odins on the Wildfire Plain. force.
In the morning, the huge garrison barracks was still silent, with only the patrols lingering at night. The soldiers on the checkpoint lookout tower were tightly wrapped in leather robes, their heads huddled in the cold wind, and they looked a little listless. His eyes were full of bloodshots all night, and the only thought in his mind at this moment was to be able to hold on to the exchange as soon as possible, so that he could go back and have a good sleep with his head covered.
This damn wildfire, it's too cold in the morning...
The commander-in-chief of the Second Corps, General Perizzoli, had already stood up, was neatly dressed, and had just walked out of the tent. He glanced at the guards at the gate who were dozing off with their heads tilted and their spears held. He smiled casually, went up and kicked the personal soldier lightly. Under the nervous eyes of the personal soldier when he woke up, he just gave a generous smile and strode away.
General Perizzoli is forty years old. Although he comes from a big family and has a prominent noble status, he can still be regarded as a qualified imperial soldier. His work style in the army is simple and steady, and he never lacks courage when fighting. Although he has not made any outstanding achievements in the army for twenty years, he has never made any big mistakes. It's probably the most fair assessment of a person like him.
Perizzoli did not pursue the dereliction of duty by the personal soldiers sleeping on the rotating post. He took a few deep breaths. The cold air in the morning pierced the lungs a little, and he just scolded in a low voice and brought a few. The officer, with a relaxed expression, started to patrol the battalion.
In fact, at this moment, everyone in the Second Corps is as relaxed as their generals.
According to this military plan, the invasion of the Odins was blocked in three ways, but the Second Corps was assigned to a very relaxed location: the place where they were stationed was in the middle of the wildfire, and the north of the station was across two The woods, about two days' journey away, are facing the territory of the dwarves, and to the northeast of the right flank is the red wilderness occupied by goblins.
This geographical location gives people a very safe feeling: even if those Odins really want to call, they are unlikely to choose such a direction: the territory of the dwarves and the territory of the goblins are in front of them, and the Odins want If you want to fight from here, you must first pass through the territory of the dwarves and risk a conflict with the dwarves. Any commander with a brain probably would not do such a stupid thing. Everyone knows that the dwarves are good at fighting, and no general will spend their troops in such a place first. The dwarves and goblins standing in front of them became the natural barrier of the Second Corps.
In fact, the Second Corps in the Byzantine Empire is not an elite ace regiment known for its combat power. Their strength is probably in the middle of the second line, so they are sent to such a relatively safe position.
According to General Perizzoli's guess, the reason why the military department put its troops here is just to prevent the small army of Odins from sneaking in through the cracks in the dwarves' territory to sneak in and attack - and this kind of small army The possibility of a sneak attack by a unit is also very small.
Despite this, Perizzoli still made some arrangements that he considered to be very safe: he set up four checkpoints on the north side of the garrison, each checkpoint was a few miles apart, and the garrison garrisoned every two days. If the Odins really wanted to send a small group of strange soldiers to sneak in and attack, they would not be able to escape their eyes. However, Perizzoli thought that this was unlikely, and there were still some considerations for setting up four checkpoints, but it was to prevent the dwarves in the north from suddenly going crazy and provoking him.
As for the Odins... According to the past practice, they should go south from the Albact Plain, where the 13th Corps is stationed. According to the practice of the empire, the most difficult battles are handed over to the iron army.
In the silent morning, General Perizzoli took people around the garrison. This was not his habit, but he knew that after this war, he would be transferred from the army and worked here for four years. Years later, Perizzoli still has a lot of affection for this army. Before leaving... Let's take a look.
Just after he circled around, and his body was sweating slightly, he saw that the soldiers had walked out of the tent and lined up to prepare for the morning exercise. Perizzoli had a relaxed smile on his face.
However, his smile only bloomed for a moment, and then it froze! !
Because he saw something...
war! ! !
A roaring flame was ignited on a checkpoint observation deck in the north, and the black plume of smoke shot straight into the sky, reaching a height of dozens of meters in the cold wind before it was blown away!
And this checkpoint is actually the one closest to the barracks! !
Perizzoli only saw the beacon, his face was stiff, the surprise in his heart had not subsided, and he heard a terrible voice in his ears...
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howl! This is the howl of a beast, a continuous howl, I don't know how many, maybe there are dozens, maybe there are hundreds? The thick and full of violent roars were intertwined, and they came along with the cold wind, causing people's scalps to tingle!
This dull roar suddenly broke the silence of the morning.
Perizzoli was stunned for a while, and his face changed wildly. He frantically rushed to the door of the station, kicked away the soldiers who were still dazed by the roar, turned over and jumped on the observation deck to look north.
Then, the muscles on the imperial general's face suddenly twisted, and a pea-sized bead of sweat quickly fell on his forehead...
To the north, the nearest lookout tower is already in the midst of a raging fire. On the left side of the lookout tower, a row of black shadows has quickly flashed. The shadows gather more and more, as if a black cloud is pressing on the hillside...
That roar that made people feel chills came from there. General Perizzoli, who was standing on the observation platform, quickly saw the appearance of those black clouds...
One by one violent black bears crowded on the hillside, lined up in a row, densely packed, each of those black bears was thicker and taller than ordinary bears, with black fur, wearing rough and heavy black armor, shoulders There is also the armor on the armguards of the upper limbs, with a sharp inverted blade! These guys stood there as if they were standing, lined up in several rows, and they didn't know how many were behind them, the more they gathered...
What is even more terrifying is that on the backs of these bears wearing heavy and thick armor, there is a saddle-like thing hanging from the back of each bear near the neck, and people are sitting on the bears! Odin! The guys on the backs of the bears are all wearing metal armors that are extremely rare among the Odins, and they are made of rough but extremely heavy. Beating his chest, his bare arms were covered with black body hair, and the roars of these guys were almost the same as those of the black bears under them.
Perizzoli saw this clearly, and his heart sank to the bottom in an instant. He only felt that his eyes were black, and his heart suddenly jumped. He was a little breathless for a moment, opened his mouth hard, and bit his own. Tongue, the severe pain made him finally temporarily ask for that huge shock.
On the observation deck, the general suddenly turned his head, his expression distorted and roared frantically.
"The enemy attack!!! It's the 'Rager' of the Odins!!!"
The mournful voice spread all over the station in an instant...
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No horns, no war drums. The group of Odins riding bears on the hillside suddenly rushed down wildly in a roar!
The black bears ran hard, and hundreds of black bears gathered together and poured down, like a black cloud rolled down by the wind, rushing towards the Byzantine army station at a frantic speed.
The hurried bugle blew just now, and there were hurried shouts in the Byzantine barracks. Officers were disheveled and drove around the same disheveled soldiers. More soldiers just had time to climb out of the tent in a hurry. They were frantically urged by the officers to line up, most of the soldiers even only wore robes, and some even had no weapons in their hands.
Perizzoli had ordered the camp gate to be closed with a distorted expression, and the general's anxious roar kept ringing.
It's too close! With all their strength, when the defenders stationed at the camp gate barely gathered more than a hundred archers, and only had time to make a salvo, those black bear warriors had already rushed to the camp gate!
However, the wooden fence wall, which was only one person high, was easily smashed in front of the violent black bear. The black bear fighters rushed into the camp frantically, lining up the temporary wall of guards guarding the camp gate. The black bear, who broke through the camp gate first, shattered in an instant. Under the giant palm of the black bear, the soldiers' flesh and blood were extremely fragile. Several soldiers were directly smashed their heads before they could scream. The soldiers were torn to shreds immediately! Several officers also tried to organize a counterattack, and then the black bear warriors who rushed in had already rushed into the crowd. One officer's sword was only swung, and he was directly knocked into the air by the black bear, and the person's sternum was shattered in the air. There was another one. Although the officer slashed the black bear, the long sword was easily broken under the swing of the giant palm of the black bear, and then the axe of the warrior Odin, who was sitting on the bear's back, whizzed past, and the head rose into the sky...
The queue of hundreds of defenders guarding the gate of the camp was overwhelmed within a few breaths, and hundreds of Byzantine warriors were killed at the first encounter! The thick wooden gate of the camp gate had collapsed with a bang, and after the hundred and ten black bear warriors forcibly rammed through the fence wall, there was a loud bang, and the 50-meter-long fence wall collapsed with a bang.
More and more black bear warriors swarmed through the gap and rushed towards the chaotic Byzantine army...
It is conceivable that most of the Byzantine soldiers had just woken up from their sleep. Most of them did not have time to put on their armor, not even weapons or shields. torn to shreds.
The flag officer of the 1st Banner Regiment of the Second Corps counterattacked with a patrol team that happened to be on duty, and only barely resisted for a moment. , but then he was thrown down at the same time by the four black bears that rushed up frantically. After a scream, his body was torn into several pieces! Internal organs and corpses were scattered...
Under the impact of hundreds of black bear warriors, they were just like small stones thrown into the flood, but they were splashed with a little spray and were quickly swallowed up. …
Overall, the Second Corps did not form much effective resistance. Although the number of black bear warriors was only a few hundred, relying on the violent impact of the black bears, it was easy to overwhelm the temporarily reluctantly gathered defenses of the Second Corps' front line. And what follows... is basically just a massacre!
The resident camp of the Second Corps turned into a Shura field. There were screams and screams everywhere. The soldiers of the collapsed Second Corps had no fighting spirit. Then he was easily killed by the black bear warriors chasing after him.
The sharp claws of the black bear, as well as the great axe of the Odin warrior on the bear's back, frantically harvest life...
Chaos has become unstoppable.
The assault of hundreds of black bear fighters completely crushed the courage of the second corps, and then, behind the first wave of the black bear fighters' assault, a large number of Odin's reindeer cavalry rushed out from the hillside in front of the station, thousands of people. The reindeer cavalry of Odin easily poured into the camp of the 2nd Corps through a gap in the fence wall, and then scattered, strangling the rout of the 2nd Corps...
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On the hillside, a back figure quietly looked at the killing field in the distance, with a pair of slender eyes full of indifference.
This figure is not tall, and even among the generally burly Odins, his stature is particularly thin and short. Such a physique, even among the Byzantines, can only be regarded as medium.
But such a thin figure stands on the hillside, in the cold wind, a black cloak flutters, but with a dignified and mighty aura, as if the owner of this figure is standing under the hillside, that thin body. , but trampled the earth under the mountain under his feet!
Behind the back, hundreds of Odin warriors stood there quietly, and the eyes of every Odin warrior looking at the back were full of fanatical worship.
"Blow the horn."
After watching for a while, the back turned around, his face was extremely mediocre, with thin lips and a slumped nose, such an appearance, I am afraid that if you just throw it in the crowd, you will not be able to find it. But those eyes were slender and long, and the corners of the slender eyes were slightly raised, even with a soft look. The man's eyes were indifferent, as if there was no emotional fluctuation, and he gave the order in a low voice.
After speaking, he slowly walked towards the subordinates behind him, and soon someone brought him a war horse. However, there was a scar, which was cut directly on the left face of the horse, and the left eye of the horse was also blinded.
The horses were covered with light armor. The man turned on the horse, took a three-edged spear from his hand, and gently tightened the reins. Running down the hillside, heading straight for the barracks of the Second Corps!
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At this moment, the barracks of the 2nd Corps had completely collapsed, and the last resistance was concentrated in the commander's battalion where the 2nd Corps was stationed. General Perizzoli rushed to the rear as soon as the battalion gate was breached. Gathered with his lieutenants, and gathered about two hundred or so chaotic troops in the melee. Next to the commander's camp, centering on the flagpole, they reluctantly assembled a circular defensive array.
In the chaotic army, two teams of reindeer cavalry and more than a dozen black bear berserkers rushed three times in turn, but this remnant army gathered the strongest personal guards in the second corps, as well as Perizzoli and several generals. of intermediate or even high rank samurai.
At this moment, everyone has understood the moment of the deadly battle. The swords and fighting spirits of several generals are shining, forming a defensive circle, stubbornly resisting the attack of the Odins, and the defensive circle is constantly shrinking. More than 200 soldiers quickly Fewer than fifty people were killed or injured.
General Perizzoli's long sword has been chopped up, his armor is torn apart, and there is a bone-deep scar on his chest, left by the axe of a black bear berserker who has killed six black bear berserkers and ten. A number of reindeer cavalrymen, and several of their generals were also killed and wounded, and the circle of defense was shrinking again and again. The ground was full of corpses of people, horses, bears and bears. Perizzoli's face was pale, and he had lost too much blood, and the vindictive light on the sword's edge had dimmed a lot.
Everyone knows that they have no chance of being spared today. At this moment, the only outcome is desperate.
With a scream, a general's long sword stabbed into a black bear's body, but under the violent power of the black bear, the sword was stuck in the bone, and continued to slam into it frantically, the long sword broke instantly, and the black bear A palm smashed the shoulder of the general, and the Odin warrior above was about to swing an axe to harvest the head. Perizzoli's long sword roared down with a grudge, splitting a light blade and splitting the Odin man in two. Half.
Perizzoli gasped heavily, his body was unstable, his feet were soft, and he barely supported himself with his long sword.
There were a few more screams around him, and two more gaps appeared in the defensive circle. He roared wildly, and suddenly a silver light shone from his whole body, his hair flew up, and in the violent drinking, his long sword was like a violent storm. He hit it out, and suddenly turned into a ball of light and smashed it all over the place. With a few bangs, the light of the Dou Qi burst completely shrouded the distance of more than ten steps in front of him, and a dozen Odin reindeer cavalry on the left and right even led horses on the spot. It was smashed to pieces by the light group, and a black bear berserker was also directly smashed by the light group and flew back several meters. When it landed, there was a huge blood hole in the black bear's chest, and the internal organs were smashed to pieces. The upper body of the Odin warrior has disappeared!
"Come on! Let's see who will harvest the head of my Perizzoli!!" Perizzoli staggered, but still straightened his body to support himself with the sword, his eyes were covered by the blood flowing from the wound on his forehead, and his body There were still a few pieces of internal organs hanging, and where his feet stood, the ground was covered with a pool of blood, and the blood was flowing down his legs non-stop.
Perizzoli grinned wildly, his eyes were full of dead energy, staring fiercely at the enemy in front of him. He clearly couldn't even stand up, but the vindictive light on his body was still dazzling!
After all, he is the commander-in-chief of a corps. He has the strength of a high-level warrior. At this moment, he is desperately powerful, and he is like a mad tiger. The dozens of reindeer cavalry in the distance seem to be deterred by his so powerful and hesitant to move forward...
At this moment, the sound of horse hooves sounded in the distance! With a neigh, a flying shadow jumped high, the horse's hooves passed over the heads of the reindeer cavalry, and jumped to the front in one step!
There is a whistling black arrogance on the three-edged war gun, sweeping like a tornado!
Perizzoli's eyes and pupils reflected two groups of black arrogance, he screamed wildly, his whole body glowed with silver arrogance, and rushed up against the black arrogance...
boom! !
With a dull voice, in the black arrogance, Perizzoli's body was directly cut off in the middle! His waist below was instantly incinerated in the black arrogance, and even the blood spurted was instantly vaporized by the black arrogance!
Half of the short sword fell to the ground with a ding sound, and then it quickly broke and made several cuts! !
The upper half of Perizzoli's stump fell to the ground, where his waist was broken, his internal organs and intestines had flowed out in a bloody mess, and the black blood flowed out crazily from his mouth, and a pair of godless eyes stared at the horse in front of him like a dead fish. The opponent holding the black three-edged gun.
"Black... Heis..." Unfortunately, he stopped breathing before he could finish reciting the name.
Hasting stood on the horse, those slender eyes swept over the dead enemy on the ground, without a trace of emotional fluctuations, his eyes were still as indifferent as ashes, the war gun was swung gently, silently, and the flagpole beside him It was cut off and collapsed, and the black arrogance rolled up. In a moment, the flagpole and the flag were turned into ashes in the black arrogance!
The Odin's Valkyrie then turned his head and looked coldly at the Odin warrior behind him.
"...Send the order, the horn sounds three times, and when the horn stops, if you don't go down to the enemy's camp, the entire vanguard will be cut off!"
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(Persecution! Violent persecution! When I had that trembling fear in my heart... well, that's the feeling...)
Xia Ya held his head and thought hard, with a fire fork and a magic spar in front of him, his eyes were bloodshot, and his mouth like an idiot was muttering something vaguely.
He stood up abruptly, held the fire fork and stabbed it twice, put it down again, frowned for a moment, then let out a loud cry, and jumped up to slash twice.
"Idiot, control your heart! Control your will! The crimson fighting qi doesn't really drive you crazy! It's the killing intent that inspires that power!"
Xia Ya listened to the voice in his head, and his face was full of laughter. He laughed more and more frantically, and suddenly jumped up and cursed: "Control! Control! I control a ghost!!"
He waved the fire fork like a madman and slashed left and right for dozens of times, finally exhausted, and fell to the ground with a plop, gasping for breath.
After waiting for a while, the madness on his face gradually faded, and he rubbed his face with a wry smile: "Damn, still can't do it..."
"How many times I've told you, it's not to make you really crazy! It's to control yourself as much as possible, and to control your calm consciousness at the critical point where you're about to go crazy! If you can do this, even if you have initially mastered this kind of strength."
Xia Ya closed his eyes, his brows kept twisting, and after a while, a violent expression gradually appeared on his face again, and his fingers kept shaking, as if he wanted to grab a fire fork and slashed frantically several times. , but he clenched his fists tightly, the blue veins on the back of his hands burst out, the knuckles turned white, Xia Ya's body trembled as if suffering from a cold, the muscles on his face kept shaking, the corners of his eyes jumped...
Finally, he took a deep breath, and although his whole body was still shaking, he stood up slowly, his movements slow and heavy.
The eyelids slowly opened, and those eyes had completely turned red! !
Xia Ya's eyes ferocious and violent and Qingming flashed alternately, and finally stopped changing, and his eyes gradually calmed down, but this seemingly calm eyes matched with red eyes, which looked extraordinarily strange.
He gritted his teeth, his arms were still shaking, but he lightly held the fire fork, then took a deep breath, and slowly slashed towards the front...
About five steps in front of him, a wooden stake about the thickness of a thigh was silently divided into two halves...
Xia Ya stood on the spot, the trembling of his body gradually subsided, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Obviously, he tried his best to endure and grit his teeth, and the gums were squeezed out of blood!
The red in his eyes quickly faded, Xia Ya looked at the fire fork in his hand, and at the broken wooden stake in front of him, and walked over to see that the incision was surprisingly smooth!
"..." Xia Ya swallowed and spit, then suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha! It's done! It's done! That's it!!!"
But then he frowned again: "But... it seems to be a lot less powerful. It seems that the red light that enveloped a large area of the previous two times... "
The voice in my head sounded: "That's right. Although the power is smaller, that's because there is only so much power you can control at this stage. If you blindly let madness occupy your consciousness, you may be able to burst into power. Stronger red light, but your consciousness will also become mad and lose your sobriety. Unless you are an idiot, otherwise, don't you understand that in battle, if you lose consciousness and fight, no matter how powerful the ultimate move, If you meet a truly powerful enemy, you will also die."
Xia Ya blinked his eyes: "Well, I understand this, it's like a drunken man slashing with a big knife, although the power is amazing, it's enough to deal with ordinary people, but if you meet a powerful opponent, the other party can find a lot of them. Weaknesses…”
"...You're stupid, but you're not too idiot."
"...Bah!" Xia Ya spit out bloody spit in dissatisfaction: "Don't think that you are a dragon and can scold Lao Tzu casually! Now you are just a ghost. Annoying Lao Tzu, I... "
"How are you?" The voice was cold and mocking: "Kill me? If you want to kill me, you have to cut this stone into pieces. But this crimson murderous aura must be triggered by this stone. A magic crystal with the imprint of your soul! Are you willing?"
Xia Ya was speechless.
He has just found a little knock on the door and tasted a little sweetness. This crimson murderous aura is powerful. If he hadn't learned it, it would be fine, but now he is already a beginner. If he wants to smash the stone and give up this trick, he is in his heart. Totally reluctant.
The turtle didn't speak, the dragon's voice seemed to sigh.
"Human, how about we make a deal?"
"trade?"
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"What a red morning sun..."
On the hillside of the valley, Ke Kelan stretched out casually, the morning sun shining on her body, although it was winter, it still carried a touch of warmth.
"Oh, it's better to be here. In Odin, in such a season, people may freeze to death in the morning." Ke Kelan shook his cloak at will, then looked up at the blood-red morning glow, his eyes flashed a strange look His brilliance: "Such a bloody morning glow, it seems that there was a massacre in the East this morning..." He lowered his head and thought for a while, with a smile on his lips: "... Hasting, did you win another battle? Odin Valkyrie, Hmph, add another to your glorious record. Alas, it's a pity, after all, the glory of being dyed red with blood is..."
This Odin nobleman smiled casually: "...It's ominous after all."
With that said, he turned around, walked down the hillside, and looked at a group of trembling attendants standing under the hillside.
"Um... Is there any movement from the Thirteenth Corps?"
"No, no... Your Highness, they retreated, as if they had no intention of attacking again."
Ke Kelan smiled in satisfaction, walked over and patted the attendant on the shoulder, and the other party immediately knelt down in surprise.
"Okay, don't be nervous... Let the soldiers have a good rest, at least until tomorrow night, the Byzantines will not be moving. Take the time to enjoy the last peace." Ke Kelan smiled on his face The stronger the meaning, the colder his eyes. I looked back and looked up at the blood-colored sky...
"Oh, such a beautiful morning glow, I really want to hear the music of the harp..."
After a pause, he laughed and said, "Come on."
"Your Highness!"
"Um... go, find me a harp, my Highness wants to play a song!"
"..." The people below stared at it.
Although I am used to serving this eccentric highness, but...
But the sometimes messy orders of this Highness are really driving people crazy!
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"You got my dragon scale, but without the magic power of the dragon family, the dragon scale is just a slightly harder armor in your hand. But I, the remaining soul still has the magic power of the dragon attribute, I can be a dragon The scales are injected with magic power to improve its magic resistance. Also, the dragons have accumulated a lot of profound knowledge during their long life. Do you want to learn the dragon's martial arts? I can even teach you some dragon spells! As long as I am with you I left my soul imprint in the magic crystal of the scorpion, then you can use this magic crystal as a conductor in the future to cast a small amount of dragon spell magic, although it is only a little bit, but it is all real dragon spell magic! And… I can tell you the mystery of life, including how to use the power of the soul! Whether it is any life, lowly human or high such as our dragon family, the power of the soul is far superior to the power of the body, even in the face of death, As long as you learn this method, you can keep your soul immortal, and there is always a chance to find a suitable physical resurrection..."
There was no trace of excitement on the turtle's face, instead his eyes were full of vigilance.
"Damn! It's so moving. What do you want Lao Tzu to do for you? First, don't talk about life-threatening things. Uncle, I'm living a very nourishing life."