The war in the north is still going on. It has been almost two months since the day of the raid. The permafrost in the north has been covered with blood, including the human beings as masters, as well as uninvited orcs and elves. .
"Take the entire territory of Sluwell in ten days, take the Northland in one month, and hit San Antonio in three months!"
For the orcs, no one would mention the blasphemies left behind when the raid went well, and the chiefs did not expect that humans would be so tenacious.
The unusual smoothness of the initial raid confounded their vision, and the stupidity of Sluwell's senior management made them optimistic that the war would end soon.
In order to disintegrate human resistance as soon as possible, they chose to carry out genocide on the fiercely resisting cities, chose to send wolf cavalry to slaughter villages, and chose scorched earth tactics, and this decision has now proved to be the most stupid decision. .
The slaughtering knife did not dampen the fighting spirit of the Beidi people. On the contrary, the mourning of the same clan and the tragic state of being slaughtered instead aroused the blood and anger in the hearts of the Lan people.
"Can you watch the pussy you just walked in being insulted to death? The old father was hanged because the occupier was trying to save some rations? The baby was put on the spear by the beasts because of the crying? It's all happening You are still not men. If you are men, I will take up the sword and fight to the end. Fear of a bird, the big deal is death, and is it more unbearable than living in humiliation now?"
After the tragic stories of the occupied and massacred areas spread, the anger buried in their hearts was finally ignited. Even without the call of the lord and the king, the Lan people decided to sacrifice their lives to protect their families and clansmen.
"The will of Lan never yields" may be just a slogan. The Lan people have never been conquered by foreign tribes for thousands of years, but it is a fact that the Lan people and their ancestors generally did not bow their heads in front of the butcher knife with blood and tears. The bloodiness engraved in the blood vessels was activated instead.
Young husband Emma kisses his new wife goodbye and joins the insecure and powerful militia with a dull hatchet, just so that future children don't have to be afraid and one day become a show-off with a long gun inserted Taste.
Aged veterans walk to the front with their spears. Maybe they are old and frail and retired for many years, but their wisdom and experience will allow those recruits to avoid the most dangerous traps and grow rapidly in the constant war. They are not as good as the legendary veteran. They usually carry coffins to battle, but they have no luck in their hearts that they will be able to return alive.
"...If the experience of the old man can let a few young men go back alive, I will be very satisfied. If I am dragging my feet, please don't hesitate, just abandon me, and I will let those beast cubs know what is the ambition of a veteran! "
If the Red Maple Line of Defense and An Toun are two beacons that bring hope, then the countless resistance organizations and self-organized militias are boundless wildfires that start a prairie fire.
"Afraid of a bird? The big deal is death, it's even more humiliating to live like this." This may be a rough word, but it speaks of the bloody nature of this hobhead-like northern nation.
"Damn, it's all resistance groups and guerrillas! Those guys are crazy!"
In the cities they occupied, only the orc soldiers were left alone, and they could not return to their camps, and the powerful wolf knights also disappeared in formation.
The militiamen without heavy armor and sharp swords learned to use the terrain to ambush their opponents and use bait to surround and kill the beasts. The retaliatory slaughter not only did not deter the Lan people, on the contrary, it made the flame of hatred more and more intense.
"They're crazy! Have you ever seen a severed head glaring at you? Have you ever seen a beggar who has lost his legs suddenly hugging your legs and letting his accomplices pierce himself with you? They're just a bunch of irrational lunatics!"
They are afraid, the warlike orcs are afraid, the orcs who regard death as a glory are afraid, in front of those crazy blood-red eyes that perish with the invaders, under the stares of those dead eyes, they are afraid!
The orcs finally know why those fragile humans have blocked their own race for thousands of years, and they have driven their powerful ancestors back to the extreme north plateau countless times.
"... We can't go on like this. We must extinguish the opponent's determination to resist, and we have to hit the opponent's vitals with one punch."
The orcs gave up the strategic plan of steadily and gradually eroding, abandoned those outer cities, and concentrated all their efforts on extinguishing the two "lighthouses".
As a result, Antoun, the capital of the Kingdom of Sluwell, was in a hurry, and the Red Maple defense line of the Human Coalition Headquarters was on the line... The chiefs knew that if these two nails were not pulled out, I am afraid that this war will never end.
"Antoun has surrendered, King Feimr has surrendered!"
When the news spread, after being surprised and disbelieving, there was an extremely painful howl, and the whole country cried.
An old soldier lost his son, grandson, and son-in-law in this war. He did not shed a single tear. He often touched his beard and smiled proudly when he mentioned his family members who died in the war.
"They are good, they didn't lose my old Feili's face, they fell, so my old guy continued to rise, and when I fell, my granddaughter and daughter will rise too! I can't believe I can't make it. Take those god-killed beasts away!"
But when the news spread, he cried, like a child, and he slumped on the ground, scolding the north with trembling fingers.
"My son, what are you all dying for, such a bastard country, it's worth fighting for. It's not worth it for you to die."
This is also the reason why Roland is so angry. When the people of this country have not fallen, why should the king who is the guardian fall
At least, that year Roland, even if he was turned into a dead bone, he still couldn't rest and turned into a vengeful undead. He returned from hell and fulfilled his oath of protection as a king.
This unyielding fighting spirit is also the story of Gemini, and it will be remembered by the Lan people. This is a nation that will never give up, and they only recognize the king who will never give up!
"Pseudo-king Feimr! He doesn't deserve to be king at all!"
When the news of the surrender came, although this kind of anger and doubts were passed on among the people, in a sense, the orcs did achieve their goal and severely attacked the integrity of this nation.
For a while, the resistance movement was much less, and Feimer's surrender represented the first surrender in the history of the Lan royal family.
"Kacha!" The backbone called the unyielding will of the nation screamed, and it seemed that it was about to break. At the same time, the screams were also caused by the backbone and fighting spirit of all the Lan people, but fortunately...
"The late King Roland appeared, he executed Fimuel Caso on the spot, declared the surrender null and void, and handed the throne to Princess Grena Caso, the only daughter of the previous crown prince! The Royal Family of Lan has not surrendered, our flag has not yet Fall! The battle of Antoun continues, and our king is still fighting."
Fortunately, Roland's appearance rekindled the flame of resistance and made him more prosperous, but his oath opened a new rule of thumb for this nation.
"...We Lan people never like war, and we swear we will never initiate war on our own initiative!"
Old Feili, who jumped off the cliff with the enemy in his arms, shouted this oath. He learned that his daughter and granddaughter had already taken a step forward, but this time, he did not shed tears. He patted his chest again and nodded proudly.
"Killed two beasts before dying? Well done, as expected of my old Feili's seed, you go first, I'll be right there. We have an appointment, see you in heaven!"
"...But if war still comes, we will let the invaders know the sharpness of our swords!"
At this time, Emma was already a qualified soldier. In writing a letter to his wife, he wrote this, and when his comrades counted his relics and sent the suicide note for him, he had fulfilled the this oath.
"We don't like war, we don't like war, so far, we have declared that the God of Law is the state religion, and we will never take the initiative to provoke war, but if war is really inevitable, we will do everything we can to swear. Protect our homeland! I swear to keep our clan standing on the top of the Northland forever!"
The short declaration has carved new traces in this nation, not only Siluwell, the neighboring Donglan, but also the descendants of the Lan people, who are also repeatedly proclaiming this oath.
"...We will do our best to protect our homeland! We promise to keep our clan standing on the top of the Northland forever!"
One hundred and seventy-four knights rode on the young ice monster. Under the persuasion of the senior lion king, those hatched cubs had signed a new covenant with the young knight. Below, the new generation of Aurora Knights have completed their final training. Today is the day when the young ones rush to the battlefield to support their kin.
Under the watchful eyes of the family, and under the leadership of the undead seniors of the Aurora Knights, silver war horses began to travel far in the air. Their eyes looked to the distant sky, where their relatives were bleeding blood, and they couldn't wait to end the war.
"Let them see what the strongest air cavalry battle group in the entire continent is like! Let them see the pride of our Lan people!"
And when they step into the battlefield, they are destined to become the new focus of the northern battlefield. There is no doubt that the proud Aurora Knights of the Lan people will surely ignite a higher flame.
And when all the declarations were joined together, when the oath of "never war" turned into a sword that stirred the will of the gods, the Lan people's declaration finally got a response.
"I, the god of law, the sleepless, declare to protect the Lan people."
When the holy silver light fell from the clouds, this time, the Lan people finally had a true god to protect themselves, and with the increase of believers, the Sleepless finally completed a sharp change and obtained a new priesthood - the patron saint of the North.
"When the master of this land still follows the principle of no war, I will protect him forever. I bless him, bless him never to be conquered, bless him that he will..."
The guiding light path has fallen. From now on, the souls of the Lan people will return to the gods of the sleepless people, and the warriors who sacrificed for the people will become heroic spirits. No true god can take away the souls of the Lan people from the sleepless people, no!
Why am I so sure? that is because…
"Roland, that big rock is too difficult to deal with!"
"You bear it for me, I have more important things here. Speaking of that? By the way... I wish him to go to the top with victory, and bless him to enter the Hall of Valor after his death! May the balance of justice always stand in the north. Above the ground!"
My voice resonates with the voice of heaven, and after so many sacrifices, we have finally taken this step!
"I, the Law and the Patronus of the North, the Sleepless, swear to exorcise all invaders! Disobedience? Come and fight!"