It was already night, and the snow covered the entire area, making this frozen soil even more unbearable.
The heavy snow covered this world, even if there was no cover of darkness, it was a situation where the eyes were wide open, and the field of vision could only reach a few meters in front of the eyes at most.
No matter how powerful a warrior is, when he can't see it, he can't do anything, and this is not the most deadly negative factor on this battlefield.
"It's so cold! How many people can survive this night."
Even in the eyes of the clansmen, the bear chief Lund, who is as strong as an iceberg, is not an iron man without emotion, and when the snow in the north is cold enough to fall into the night after a steep drop of more than ten degrees, the mist that he breathes can feel instantly frozen. freeze.
Even if the orcs who can go to the battlefield are generally strong and strong, they are not iron men. When fighting fiercely, they should pay attention to preventing the cold. It is dark in front of them and they need to find the commander of the horn and the battle flag, and fight the most unacceptable street battles in the chaos. Maybe he took the assassin with the knife as his ally, but the head cut off with one axe was his relatives and friends...
In this case, according to the unspoken rules of the Northern War, both sides should truce their troops and temporarily stop the war to avoid the most unacceptable tragic ending of winning the war but no one celebrating.
But now time is life. For every moment of hesitation, countless lives are lost, not to mention the truce between the two sides. At this time, no one wants to put down their last strength. Only by completely crushing their opponents can they survive more.
Lund can imagine that an orc warrior finally defeated his opponent, but the blood in the window has turned into blood-colored thin ice, and a lot of blood loss took away a lot of physical strength. .
Looking at the dark port and alley in front of him, it was like an abyss beast with a big mouth, grinning and waiting for food to arrive.
Lund shivered inexplicably, and he had an ominous premonition that he would never see the rising sun tomorrow.
This is not unfounded. Lund's keen sixth sense has accompanied him through countless life and death difficulties, but this time, he did not follow his intuition.
"Don't let other tribes underestimate our Sharp Claw tribe, all of them are overwhelmed! We must not fall, the honor of capturing this city and completely destroying the northern human race must belong to us!"
"The God of War is protecting us! His Hall of Valor will leave a seat for our warriors. If we are destined to die here, let us see you at the banquet in the Hall of Valor!"
Saying impossible eulogies, but his warriors responded to his call.
Silently took a sip of the spirits to dispel the cold, and their eyes firmly stepped into the pitch-dark battlefield, into the abyss where there is no return.
There is no hesitation, no cowardice, in this war without benevolence and righteousness, no sacredness, no evil, everyone is fighting for their own race, fighting to have more living space, for their own race and family will not Survive and fight in this brutal holy war.
The city wall has lost its meaning. Every moment and every place, there are soldiers bleeding and fighting. Human life becomes very worthless at this moment. Maybe a shovel that suddenly sticks out of a small bungalow can kill you.
"The Kathrow tribe lost contact. Twenty minutes ago, Lord Kagma also lost contact. The Aerial Knights asked to fight, this is their blood book!"
"Lord Lund asked for reinforcements. The two wing units under his command lost contact. He encountered obstacles and many soldiers disappeared. To complete the encirclement, more soldiers are needed."
"The wolf king marched smoothly and has reached the predetermined area, but the loss of the soldiers under his command has exceeded 40%, and he still refuses to retreat."
Hearing the bad news, Amon's eyes were twitching, the tenacity of human beings far exceeded expectations, and the damn heavy snow made the battlefield fall into the most cruel meat grinder.
"Tell those Aerial Knights, don't make trouble for me at this time, and now they don't know how they will fall. Even if they die, they will give me the value of dying. Reinforcement? Let the newly formed tribe give me the top …”
The herald hesitated for a moment, the questioning words had already reached his lips, and he finally swallowed them.
Newly formed tribe? It is the composition of the remaining tribes who lost most of their clansmen in the war, a group of remnant soldiers who were wounded, lost their chiefs, lost their tribe names and totems, so they came together.
Perhaps, they are not strong enough, but they are the seeds of the future, and when the seeds are going to be eaten, it also shows the embarrassment of the orcs from one side.
But the military order is like a mountain, and there is no room for a moment of hesitation during this time period. Everyone knows the road of meeting the brave and winning. Whoever can grit his teeth and persevere to the end will be the new owner of this land. Now is the time to compete for perseverance and sacrifice.
The loss of the orcs was so great, and the battle was even more difficult for the humans.
The melee without rules is a comprehensive assessment of individual strength. The loss of human defenders who have lost the advantage of fortification defense has skyrocketed, one to two, one to three, and even one to ten casualties in local wars.
"We have nowhere to go for a long time, and there will be unarmed people behind! Losing the Red Maple City is no different from losing the entire Northland. We will become sinners of the entire human society, and our ancestors have already done so. shamed."
There is even more reason why humans cannot retreat. This battle of protection cannot tolerate retreating at all. They are fighting to protect their homeland!
The snow will eventually stop, and the sky will eventually brighten. At that time, I don't know how many people will survive, and if there are more people who survive there, they will naturally be the winners.
But this night was not so easy to spend, and the nightmare in the shadow was just about to move.
"Ah!"
In the alley, an orc soldier only left an exclamation and disappeared without a trace.
On the other side, the same fate happened to his companions, and they were all exclaimed, and they were dragged into hell by the black hand suddenly stretched out from the ground.
"Ah!"
"Shamans, destroy this city for me!"
When his subordinates disappeared one by one, Lund finally couldn't sit still. Under his orders, the elemental shamans no longer cherished the little magic power. After communicating with the elements, the thunderstorms and earthquake waves that covered the sky were summoned. When they came out, the houses in the whole city were razed to the ground.
And the black hand behind the disappearance of the orc soldiers was naturally exposed.
"flower?"
In front of him are flowers that are regarded as rare luxury goods in the north. Lund took the opportunity to study and investigate in the south. The familiar branches and colorful petals are exactly the same as those in memory, but...
"This is too huge!"
Yes, there is a garden in front of them, but the flowers in the garden are a little weird, and the offensive spells that are enough to destroy the house have no effect on them, and among those flowers, there are many, but the sunflowers are growing more and more vigorously. They were two people tall, and the seemingly ordinary flowerbed on the ground was actually three times as tall as ordinary flowers.
It was a beautiful scene of red flowers and green grass, and the battle-hardened Lund took a deep breath. The strong sense of incongruity made him instinctively feel threatened, and the sense of crisis on his back made him instinctively want to run away. .
"Ah, isn't that the missing cartel, the flowers are eating him!"
Suddenly, the flowers turned around collectively. It turned out that there was a big mouth growing on the flower, and the flower fat that was torn and chewed was not the missing colleagues.
A lot of petals only have a large mouth full of canine teeth. Although they have no eyes, everyone knows that they have locked themselves in, which is the instinct of predators to encounter natural enemies.
"I'm off!"
The too bizarre scene made people feel chills, and Lund immediately issued an order.
But in the next moment, the screams and mourning of colleagues resounded around them. The wooden vines on the ground turned into coiled snakes, and the orcs were hung up at once. At the same time, the sunflowers who opened their mouths started their own hunting.
"Battle attack!"
The roaring bear king slammed the ground vigorously, his arms enough to shatter the boulders slammed on the ground, the violent storm began to tear the wooden vines, the shock wave spread instantly, and the profound meaning of the holy order instantly destroyed everything in front of him, and when Everything came to an end, but in front of him were only the wailing and temporary screams of his colleagues.
"It's okay. Come on, it's too evil here, let's leave quickly."
When he was half-kneeling on the ground and gasping for breath, he noticed the despair on the faces of his fellow clan, and when he turned around, he finally knew what was wrong all along.
The hills not far away are slowly closing, but the place where he is standing is sunken, but if you look carefully, what kind of hill is there, it is obviously a terrifying mouth of blood!
"We've been dangling on this monster's mouth?"
The last sigh was meaningless, the sky was already dark, the huge cannibal flower king finally closed his mouth, and his body cracked, and the bear king Longde, who was only one step away from the orc king, died prematurely.
"The modesty of the seven virtues, but maybe it's more appropriate to call him another name - the blood-splattered cannibal flower field."
Now that the worst result has been encountered and the scheduled time has come, the black cat destined to bring misfortune also wakes up from its slumber.
"Oh, what a lovely group of children. It takes some time to expand, but they are irrigated with their blood. Without the irrigation of so much flower fertilizer, they will never grow so well."
modesty? virtue? It would be most incredible if the witch who gave the world a headache could do something positive and good.
Modesty is not a single plant, it is a flower field, a mixed flower field composed of countless kinds of man-eating plants, their only characteristic may be extremely high aggression.
From the beginning of this war, Amyra has planted a seed in Red Maple City, and how much this seed will eventually grow depends on how much blood and souls are irrigated.
Roland's arrogant Omar is undoubtedly the king of legion combat, and for Omar's legion ability, Amyra designed this cannibal garden that also belongs to the legion.
The special digestive juice of these piranhas can easily melt bones, and those soul grasses will devour souls, making the necromancer's spiritualism meaningless, and the nutrients obtained in battle can cause higher-level piranhas, and finally , after the giant Earth Devourer appeared, the battle should also be over.
Undoubtedly, the "humility" that this war has given Amyra is too nutritious. Even if she has not entered the cycle of fighting to support war, several Earth Devourers have been activated by catalytic activation, and the crisis-ridden garden has long been waiting for new prey. Come to the door, the experience of Bear King Longde is not a minority.
"Oh, it seems that after this time, you are going to move up the ranking of the natural disaster list again."
"Hmph, I'll never surpass Roland. I'm far less crazy, inhuman, and insane than him."
Herois wants to vomit badly. When you say these words, Amela, can you not look regretful and look like "I'm not as good as him", do you just want to compare who is more anti-human and has no bottom line
"You really compare him with everything, do you like him that much?"
"Who! Who likes him, I hate him to death, when I get his technical information, I'll make him flower fertilizer!"
As long as Roland is mentioned, the sly Amyra becomes like a primary school student who has never been in love. Heloise still wants to make a few more jokes, but the angry senior sister suddenly stops and faces the window. smile.
"how?"
"Unexpectedly, I actually caught a big fish... However, those out-of-control Beamon are a bit troublesome, let's adjust two small swallows, um, don't kill them, it should be a very rare undead material, Roland will definitely I'm very happy. Maybe I'll be invited to vivisection. Ah, I really miss those old days."
Well, thinking of this, Senior Sister smiled shyly, but Herois didn't know how to vent her desire to vomit.
But suddenly, Amyra's face changed greatly, and she screamed in surprise.
"My Little Swallows No. 2 and No. 4 were killed instantly. This feeling... The blight of natural magic is those elves!"
…
Betrayers will not be trusted. This is undoubtedly the iron law of the battlefield, because since you can betray once, then when the price is higher, no one can guarantee that you will betray a second time.
No matter in the history of that world, those traitors may end up with a high status, but they will never gain the sincere trust of the victors.
Cavens' gift
It's just like Roland's letter, it's just another letter. Even the sender of the letter is Rose, but the signature this time is Cavens, Prince of the Abyss.
Well, in fact, there is no need to elaborate on the content, it is nothing more than "We all know about your ghost ideas, didn't Roland just allow you to be an elf master god? Our price is higher, anyway, you still If you don't take a stand and return to the embrace of Chaos, the past will be forgotten, how about I let those elf gods be your subordinates" and so on.
Of course, there is also a little threat at the end. I mentioned that Rose's domain of God is already in the bottomless abyss. Be careful of the big demon nobles to visit in groups.
Rose is undoubtedly the ancestor and spiritual mentor of the dark elves, and loyalty and stupidity in the dark elves seem to be synonymous, and Rose's own character can be imagined.
So, Rose, who had already betrayed once, betrayed the second time without hesitation in the face of a higher price.
Of course, this is only a part of the reason. On a deeper level, Rose is simply not satisfied with the priesthood of the guardian deity of the Northland elves. What she wants is the priesthood of the guardian deity of the Northland, and this has just fallen to the sleepless person. in hand.
Then, she couldn't become the real master of this land without driving the human beings out of the Northland. Therefore, after winning the elf civil war, she did not hesitate to send help to the orcs.
Perhaps it should be said that since the original goal of the alliance has been obtained, and what I want more is in front of me, so I turned my face and grabbed it. Cavens' letter just gave her a reason and helped her strengthen her determination to betray again. .
At this time, the new darling of Rose, the high-level natural mage who obliterated the Devourer of the Earth, stood beside Amon and looked at everything in front of him with a sigh.
"I didn't expect to turn around and we still came back here."
"Oh, it's just that last time you were our ally, and you looked like a human being. This time, it's the ally's dog, licking your bones and pouting."
Amon Bloodaxe scorned the elf mage in front of him unceremoniously. He despised this cunning and untrustworthy man from the bottom of his heart, especially since he had already betrayed his own people, even though he was once a king.
Yes, this long-eared elf mage was indeed once a king, His Majesty Atrien of the Fringe Kingdom, but at this time, his complexion had turned gray, and he was no longer a noble moon elf, but a A new breed of fallen elves thrown into Rose's arms.
At this time, in the face of the loud ridicule of the beast barbarians who looked down on him in the past, the original elf king had a face full of ashen, and finally, turned his head and left.
"I am not wrong, I am not wrong, I am here for the continuation of my family, I am not wrong! I am not wrong!"
However, before he knew it, his fingernails had turned into his own hands, and the blood on his hands was unknown.