On the Red River Plain, a large number of soldiers of the Holy Sevier Empire stood under the setting sun. Sadness surged in the camp. Many of them beat their shields with their long swords, and the thumping sound seemed to attract the souls of the dead.
A large number of Sun Church priests and church knights who accompanied the army knelt on the ground, kissed the sacred ornaments on their necks, prayed in the direction of the sun, prayed for the gods' forgiveness, and prayed for the gods to respond to their voices.
"Why?"
"Why do you do this?"
Jorkins was also wearing the soldier uniform of the Holy Sevier Empire at this moment. He was wearing a sleeveless blouse over the chainmail, carrying a shield on his back and a standard sword on his waist. He was the initiator of the original rebellion. There are also quite a few supporters among the rebel slaves.
But at the beginning of the rebellion, he knew that if they continued like this, they would be defeated by the Cretan Empire, so he discussed with other leaders, and he would lead a few of his followers to sneak through Crete by day and night. On the border of the empire, ask for help from the Holy Sevier Empire.
When the Holy Sevier Empire sent out troops, he also applied for resources to join them, became a squad leader, led ten soldiers, and followed this mighty army to come here.
Jorkins hopes to welcome hundreds of thousands of his compatriots in the Cretan Empire home. But at this moment, all of those people have turned into corpses and died at the hands of those damn nobles and hateful executioners in the Cretan Empire. superior.
Jiaokins recalled the scenes of familiar faces, his father and younger brother, as well as his mother and sister who could not find traces. The painful memories of those scenes came to mind. Jiaokins's face was already full of tears, and his eyes were filled with tears. From a little bit of redness to a split eye, bloodshot eyes filled the eye sockets little by little.
"Unforgivable!"
"I will never forgive those guys."
"I want them to pay for this!"
Jorkins angrily cut his arm open with a long sword, stained it with blood, raised it to the sky, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Blood debt must be paid with blood!"
Suddenly, anger ignited the army, and everyone roared crazily. The crowd surged, and everyone raised their weapons and shouted out their inner cries.
"eye for eye!"
At this moment, all the Templar Knights and a large number of nobles gathered in the big tent. They were so excited that they could not suppress their emotions. Everyone looked at Verdanti with red eyes, hoping that she would make a decision immediately, wave their troops, and pounce on Verdanti. The Cretan Empire, let the Cretan Empire pay a heavy price for their evil deeds.
"Your Majesty, send troops!"
"Do they still think we were from decades ago? This time, let them pay the price for the evil deeds they inflicted on us orcs decades ago!"
"We absolutely cannot tolerate this time. When we are approaching the city with hundreds of thousands of orcs, their actions are a naked declaration of war on us. We can only fight and repay with blood!"
At this time, a loud shout suddenly rang out outside, immediately alerting everyone in the tent. When they walked out of the tent, they immediately saw the excitement and roar of the crowd outside.
Verdanti, who was already frowning with anger, could no longer suppress the fury in her heart after hearing the cries of tens of millions of people. She pulled out the royal sword from the gorgeous scabbard at her waist and pointed at Cree. Special imperial direction.
The golden ponytail swung, and the golden pupils like burning flames revealed strong anger: "Send troops, blood debts will be paid with blood!"
Suddenly, all the Templar Knights and nobles roared at the same time. The anger of hundreds of thousands of people rushed into the clouds, shocking the sky, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be burning.
All the soldiers in the camp were immediately ready to go, brought all their luggage, and lined up in neat teams, divided into combat units. Under the control of their respective commanders and lords, they were waiting in the form of military columns on the plain. Their emperor ordered.
Verdanti rode a white horse. As the horse galloped, the figures of Verdanti and the Templars passed in front of the soldiers at the front of the array, allowing everyone to see their figures.
All the soldiers and knights looked longingly at their emperor, His Majesty the Emperor, who rescued the orcs from melees and disasters, led them to the future and peace, and allowed them to win wars again and again. And they will always follow her, even if they conquer all the way to the end of the world.
It seemed as if their unconditional trust and admiration for Verdanti could be seen in the eyes of all the soldiers, as if the blond figure in front was their belief and everything.
Verdanti passed by the battle formation holding the sword of royal power high, her broad cloak flying like a fluttering flag. Wherever she passed, cheers rang out like thunder.
"Long live my king!"
"Long live my king!"
"Long live my king!"
The mountain call came from the front and stretched to the sky. The momentum was ignited in an instant. Only the figure in front of them was left in their eyes. The whole world seemed to become smaller in front of this figure.
"Fight for justice!"
"Give punishment to evil deeds!"
Verdanti only said two brief sentences, but it seemed to be regarded as the truth by everyone. Everyone's eyes were red, especially the knights in front of Verdanti, whose eyes were full of excitement and their whole bodies were trembling.
Following Verdanti's order, the army immediately launched. Hundreds of thousands of troops crossed the Red River Plain and broke into the Cretan Empire. The smoke and flames of war swept across the earth, once again igniting the war between humans and orcs that stretched for hundreds of thousands of years. years of war.
In the city of Nea, the imperial capital of the Cretan Empire, thousands of people gathered in front of the royal palace. A large number of soldiers were recruited. Knights were all over the square in front of the royal palace. More civilians were in the distance, looking at the Cretan Empire. The prime minister, Duke Tambur, signed the war mobilization order. Later, the dark-faced Emperor of the Cretan Empire, Zorman II, also signed and approved the war mobilization order in an extremely angry and depressed state.
At this point, war is completely unavoidable, and the ordinary people of the Cretan Empire are divided into two groups. One group is worried about the upcoming war, and the other group believes that the Orc Empire is not worth mentioning and cannot be the Cretan Empire at all. opponent.
The nobles and soldiers of the main war faction still retained their past strength and glory, and they eagerly cheered after the war mobilization order was signed and passed.
Duke Tambor held up the document of the war mobilization order, and the gilded ink pad on it was still radiating heat. He stood in front of the stage and accepted the cheers of everyone. The soldiers in the audience cheered. They were eager for military honors and knighthoods. At this moment, they needed a A war to obtain the titles, fiefs, wealth, slaves and women promised by Prime Minister Tanbur.
The imperial prime minister, Duke Tambor, held his hands and documents high, with the red bull flag of the Cretan Empire flying behind him. Knights in full armor stood tall and guarded on both sides, accepting the gazes of the nobles, soldiers, and civilians of the entire city of Nia.
"This war is glorious, and we will win the final victory!"
"We will tell those barbarians who is the real master of this land!"
Tambur's passionate roar made the soldiers who were already eager for war roar again, making sounds following Tambur's arms.
"Must win!"
"Must win!"