The fighting lasted for more than twenty hours and lasted until the early morning of the next day.
As the sun rises and the golden sunshine shines on this land, the flag of Dawn City is erected on the military fortresses.
Blood and snow.
Knives and swords.
The battlefield of artillery fire, stone throwing, and rivers of blood was speckled on this snowfield, like a beautiful painting partially burned by the flames.
And the ten military fortresses attacked by Dawn City were all emitting billowing black smoke.
However, the flags of Dawn City have been erected on five of them and are fluttering in the wind.
After seeing the Dawn flag erected, most of the players sat on the ground, too lazy to move.
"Too tired, mentally."
"Yes, this kind of continuous and never-ending attack is too abnormal. Even if you still have strength, you can't find the accuracy in slashing."
"Fuck off, go offline and get some sleep before we talk."
Many players who had not died more than 6 times also went offline at this time.
After all, this war, which almost never lets people rest, is too tiring, and players are too lazy to pay attention to the brick-moving tasks posted by William...
Experience matters.
But liver and life are also important.
But.
There are 1.8 million Shuguang players and 100,000 Liver Emperors. These people are still accepting various tasks. They will not take the initiative to rest unless they play until they are mentally weak or forced to offline.
William was sitting on the top of the city, looking at the mountains of soldier corpses. He took a deep breath, raised his head and knocked his head on the wall, looking at the sky without wind, snow or black clouds.
At this time, his personal guard Nok staggered over and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, the battle losses have been calculated.
In the infantry corps, 2,145 high-level professionals were killed, and 15,390 mid-level professionals were killed.
The six cavalry regiments suffered a total of 4,302 casualties.
The Dragon Blood Legion lost 89 people.
A total of 8,540 people were seriously injured and had no strength to fight anymore. "
"21,926 people?" William muttered to himself. This death rate did not exceed his calculations, but a quarter of the 100,000 people he brought from Dawn City died in one night, which finally made him endure I couldn't help but sigh.
Especially the 8,540 seriously injured people. In this magical age, what counts as serious injuries
A missing arm or leg would be considered a serious injury.
This is the kind of person who loses his limbs and can never find them again.
Even as long as they still have their own limbs, if they find some magicians, they can also use secret methods to connect their bodies together.
However, His Highness the Prince glanced at Nok: "Let those seriously injured soldiers return to Dawn City to recuperate, and tell me the promise I made to them. I promise to make them regenerate from their severed limbs!"
"Yes!" Nok nodded, but didn't leave yet.
He suddenly bit his lip and continued: "Norton died in the battle."
When William heard the news, he looked a little dazed.
Norton, his personal soldier.
Guard the gate for him.
He, the prince, sees the soldiers every day when he gets up and goes out. They are the soldiers who usually follow him.
He is a soldier who is unsmiling but loyal to himself.
William stood up and patted Norton on the shoulder: "I remember, he is your brother?"
"Yes, Your Highness." Nok nodded.
"This ring is for you to take home the corpses of all the soldiers in Dawn City. They are not used to living in this cold place." William forced himself to stand up, turned around and left slowly.
Nok bowed his head and saluted, turned around and left.
Generals will inevitably die in battle.
As long as the war continues, few people will survive to the end.
Nock and Norton are brothers.
This is extremely rare among the pure-blood elves.
He didn't know how sad Nok would be, but there was no resurrection.
What is in the past must eventually pass away.
Is William sad
well enough.
He rubbed his nose, put his hands on the cold wall, and looked indifferently at the Orc Empire in the north.
A spark of electric spark appeared in the pupils, slightly contracted, and the vision spanned the space.
He was always allowed to see the Black Great Wall 20 kilometers away.
Arrow towers.
One fort after another.
An orc warrior, trolls, behemoths, and even controlled Behemoths and Frost Giants!
"I will never fight again on this Great Wall." William sighed. He was determined to be the vanguard and the first to capture these five military fortresses.
In fact, there is also a reason.
He wanted to use the sheer number of military exploits to avoid letting his soldiers attack the Great Black Wall that killed millions of elves.
He had not participated in this mission before, but he still knew how to avoid greater risks.
future.
The Orc Empire's legions will continue to be dispatched.
As long as the elves didn't capture all the fortresses.
Between these 18 fortresses, on the ice and snow grasslands in the north, there will be bloody battles again and again.
As a lord, if he doesn't want his soldiers to die on the Great Black Wall, he can only gain enough military exploits in other battlefields and use them to stop some guys' mouths!
To prevent some people from staring at him, let him take other warriors to the Black Wall to die.
His battlefield.
It's a fortress.
It’s the ice and snow grassland within 20 kilometers!
He wants his Dragon Blood Legion and Cavalry Legion to fight in the field with the Orc Legion, trying to gain a victorious legion BUFF.
Not the black Great Wall that looks like a chasm.
He's being opportunistic.
But as long as they are human beings, they are all selfish.
Um.
He is not human.
He is a half-elf, so he should be more selfish!
… … …
It's approaching noon.
The alliance of the three tribes dispatched 50,000 troops to five military fortresses to guard these five hard-won fortresses.
This is not about taking credit.
Just need to stabilize the situation.
No one can take away the credit of His Highness the Prince.
Among them, the commander-in-chief of the three-tribe alliance, Charlie Reeve, a legendary warrior of the Snow Elf clan, personally came to the front line to visit him.
Charlie Reeve is famous.
William had never been exposed to it in his previous life, but he had heard about it for a long time.
The legendary commander of the Snow Elf clan, a fire-based professional, has an unparalleled domineering sword technique called "Sky Fire", and has a super record of killing two legendary strongmen of the same level.
After all, you have to know.
As long as a legendary boss doesn't have to die, it's basically very difficult for him to die.
Among them, if a strong person of the legendary level wants to kill a strong person of the same level, he must have some talent and strength beyond ordinary people's imagination.
If there are no accidents.
When Charlie Reeve was young, he should have been one of those geniuses with the appearance of a saint.
Inside a tent temporarily built in a military fortress.
William pretended to be lying on the bed, with a constipated expression on his face, as if he had suffered multiple injuries.
After he saw Charlie Reeve coming, he coughed up a large mouthful of blood when he stood up...
"You don't have to get up. His Royal Highness is a great hero now. Since he has suffered such a serious injury, he should rest more.
After seeing you, I understood in my heart that the future of the elves depends on young people like you! "
As Charlie Reeve spoke, he also used his eyes to signal the young men and women around him to learn from William.
William glanced at it, his eyes lit up, and he almost couldn't hold back the electric sparks that jumped out.
Because these dozen or so people are not simple. They are all of legendary bloodline and master level. They are all top young masters among the top three tribes. Among them, there are some super masters with the appearance of saints.
What's more important is.
They are not only the young and strong faction of the three elven tribes now, but also the pillars of the elven tribe in the future!
Throw out the insights one by one.
Tsk tsk.
They are all future big shots.
Not only is he the kind of guy who holds great power, but he is also very powerful personally.
In fact, a fringe prince like William who doesn't really integrate into the elves.
Basically, it is difficult to meet a true master of the same level from the elves.
Because there were rumors that even if the World Tree was destroyed, the three elves in the Legend Continent still controlled some of the damaged spaces of the former World Tree.
That's where they get the training to cultivate top talents.
Otherwise, if the geniuses of the elves were like Prince Allen who William killed, with only legendary blood and the same fighting power as useless, then they would really be hopeless.
William noticed that most of the expressions of these people were a little arrogant, but in the face of the real military achievements, most of them showed some respect.
Then His Royal Highness is naturally not the kind of person who relies on his talents and is arrogant.
He also coughed blood and stood up, smiling with a pale face and said: "Commander Charlie Reeve's words are serious. We are all of the same age. Many brothers and sisters perform better than me. I have to learn from them. Why?" It’s not your clan’s turn to learn from me.
Especially when I saw the appearance of all the tribesmen, I knew that with you, our elves would definitely defeat the Orc Empire. "
The group PY technique comes out.
Coupled with William's pitiful appearance and handsome face, he instantly collected a lot of favorability points.
Many people also laughed and said: "You're welcome, we are all geniuses of the elves. His Highness William fought so beautifully in this battle, we are really beyond his reach!"
"Yes, our personal strength is not bad, but we really need to learn from His Highness in terms of commanding troops and generals."
There is such a thing as business blowing off each other.
No matter what era or background.
As long as there are intelligent races, there will be.
Charlie Reeve, the legendary boss, also looked at William with relief. Very good. If the elves were all young people like this, then the future would really be limitless.
It is not a dream to enter the prosperous center of the mainland again.
The only pity is that.
William is not a snow elf...
He raised his eyebrows thoughtfully and said, "Modility is good, but your ability to lead troops into battle and the military exploits you achieved in just one day cannot be erased by anyone!"
"Okay, I won't stay any longer. You young people can chat more." Charlie Reeve smiled, turned and left.
William and others watched the legendary boss leave.
The dozen or so people in the tent looked at each other.
I didn’t know what to say for a moment.
However, His Highness the Prince once again used the group PY technique. He said with a smile: "We have come all the way despite the wind and snow. The celebration party has not been held yet, why don't we have a drink?"
"Your Highness is so polite. I didn't expect to be able to catch up with the celebration banquet."
"I heard that there are a lot of good things in Dawn City, but I don't know what I can eat."
Don’t reach out to hit the smiling person.
Based on William's current identity, status, and background, even if he has half-elf blood, no one would refuse the PY thrown at him by such a person.
And after the group PY banquet.
William looked at the mission information that popped up.
The little heart is really beating wildly.
Make a lot of money.
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