Even the three new armies, led by the old soldiers and rushed to the head of the city, plus a little spiritual hint from the magician, became more and more brave.
On top of the blood boiling, he completely forgot himself, and he dared to chop off the head of the orc with the big sword in his hand.
Usually, the brave one who meets on a narrow road wins. This kind of battle between the two armies does not need to consider defense, and survives after killing all the enemies.
"After this battle, the empire added another 90,000 warriors."
The handsome and handsome Rommel walked out of the tent and stood side by side with Roger, holding a cigar with a slight smile on his lips.
Wearing a military uniform and shining stars, he exudes a charming self-confidence because of the impending victory of his own command and the capture of a strong enemy for the empire.
Rommel at this time was much more charming than Young Master Erwin that night at the Abyss Mill.
"Congratulations, you have won such a big victory, and you are one step closer to the position of Marshal." Roger replied absentmindedly.
Rommel glanced at him and was quite surprised: "With your courage, you should not be a person who fears war and death, but I can feel your disgust for the battlefield."
He remembered that night when he and Roger competed in acting under pressure, and admired him for using himself as a bait to kill powerful enemies. These are qualities that the imperial people appreciate.
That's why he was surprised that such a young man didn't yearn to go to the battlefield in person and make great achievements
Roger smiled wryly: "Once you've succeeded, how can I like it?"
Rommel savored this sentence, which was appropriate, but he did not agree.
He corrected quite seriously: "The right minister is too kind, so it affected you? You sympathize with the casualties of the soldiers, and don't forget that without the merits forged by bones, more imperial people may die."
Angelina's kind name is well known throughout the empire, and Rommel thought that she was the one who influenced his younger brother and led him back to the bravery and skill of the imperial nobles.
"This is not the influence of my elder sister. My elder sister appreciates the bravery of the soldiers and will spare no effort to make logistical preparations for you." Roger shook his head and hurriedly washed Angelina's pot, "It's just that I haven't adapted to the military camp yet. It's just that kind of atmosphere."
"Then you have to adapt as soon as possible. The army of the empire, everyone is good at fighting, everyone dares to fight, this is the best atmosphere, this is the strongest army!" Rommel said very proudly.
Roger hesitated. Compared with the strong army in his heart, he felt that the atmosphere of the army in this era was actually quite brainwashed.
It is a bit too much to say that the promotion of the noble masters and the master masters is a bit too much. After all, the commoners have also defended their homes, and the nobles are also fighting hard.
In this azure era, the Ivy Empire is really hard to come by.
Rommel is a delicate and sensitive person. He is optimistic about Roger, and he is also curious about what he is thinking, and asked: "I feel that you don't believe me, you think there is a better army in the world than the empire. It is the elves. Of, dwarven, or dragonborn troops?"
Roger looked into his eyes, knowing that he had misunderstood him, but he didn't want to take the name of rape, he could only explain:
"The human race. Those are troops that exist in my ideals and have not yet appeared in this era. They don't need the most sophisticated equipment, but everyone from the officers to the grassroots understands why they fight, and it is not the superiors, powers, and money that make the team unite. , spiritual magic, but a common ideal."
"Fighting for ideals? It sounds beautiful, but such an army cannot exist in a thousand or ten thousand years-" Rommel exclaimed.
Roger said solemnly: "It is possible, but the conditions are harsh. But this kind of military soul is cast, everyone is good at fighting, everyone dares to fight, and everyone fights to the death! The commander is dead and the deputy commander is on top, and the deputy commander is dead. The brigade commander is on the top, because he understands the target, so he will not be in chaos, and he will not flee until the last soldier... You say, such an army, is the imperial army comparable?"
Rommel frowned and pondered, and sighed softly for a long time: "Such an army is really incomparable. Little Erwin yearns for it, but doesn't know how to achieve it."
"I don't know why... but General, you should pay attention to the battlefield in front of you. Orcs are still very powerful, so you can't be careless."
Roger didn't dare to say any more, for fear that Rommel would be stunned.
Such an army requires the right time and the right place and the right people and the need for the background of the times.
It's too unrealistic to force the feudal army into that.
At least the cultural penetration rate and literacy rate are both possible.
The current empire still relies on the personal charm of the Eternal Night Queen, and the collective fanaticism is more effective.
Rommel couldn't help laughing when he heard Roger's reminder:
"Don't worry, we have Your Majesty, and I have enough reserves."
Wars in this world, generals, training, equipment, morale, luck, weather, etc., will affect the direction of a war.
But there is another Earth that does not, and the crucial determinant here is the duel between the two sides.
In the absence of the Seven Gods, the Qingteng Empire is sitting on the Queen of Eternal Night.
Therefore, it is only necessary to increase the comprehensive national strength, smash equipment and smash training, and it is easy and silent.
However, although there is an absolute powerhouse who can offset a lot of variables, Rommel, as a famous general, also left behind a lot of hands.
He will not put all the pressure on the Evernight Queen, so as not to appear too useless.
Roger also had to admit that Rommel's confidence was justified.
If it wasn't for the Queen of Eternal Night, who had followed the battle mage route, and was now playing a stealth battle, but instead turned into a human-shaped cannon to provide fire support, the battle might have ended long ago.
But now that the Queen of Eternal Night has sneaked into Sreina City, and even Rommel doesn't know where the Queen is, the battle situation is a little anxious.
However, Roger always felt that something was wrong.
Based on the plot he experienced in the game, the strength of the orc tribe should never be so unbearable.
In the plot, there is also a super-beautiful Tequila princess on the side of the orcs, who lobbied the tribes at a critical moment, raised a powerful coalition army, and contained many troops of the Qingteng Empire on the side battlefield.
Those strong combat arms, ferocious mounts, terrifying mounts and archers, and shamans who are very suitable for field battles, left a deep impression on him.
Counting the time, the Tequila Princess should already be quite prestigious by this time.
Why did the empire fall under the king's tent, and the princess didn't show up to turn the tide
Is she holding back some big trick? Or was it absent because of my aunt
At this moment, a huge blood-colored beam of light suddenly rose and burst from the center of Sreena City, and then a golden rain fell across the city.
Rommel's face was overjoyed, and he raised his arms and shouted to the whole army: "Your Majesty has entered the enemy's palace, the first army is on standby, and the second army is with me!"
"Long live the Queen!"
From the army formation of the Qingteng Empire, cheers resounded like a tsunami of mountains and tsunamis.
The soldiers who were fighting also felt that new strength was born from their tired bodies, and their eyes were excited.
His Majesty has already killed in the city, how can we still stay outside, we must meet up with His Majesty as soon as possible!
In an instant, the morale of the Qingteng Empire soared, and the movement of wielding the knife was three points faster out of thin air!
Compared to the other side of the city wall, the Orc Imperial Army, who was desperately resisting, was dumbfounded when he heard the shocking movement and looked back:
Holy crap, what about our palace
Our very big palace has disappeared from the map now
Although everyone couldn't believe it and didn't want to believe it, they had to admit helplessly that while they were fighting hard here, the enemy implemented a shameless stealing tactic!
The Queen of Eternal Night did not enter the palace, but directly killed the palace!
How many gorgeous palace towers have been razed to the ground and turned into ruins at this moment.
And in the rubble covering a radius of several kilometers, there are hundreds of orc chiefs and high officials in gorgeous clothes floating.
They were held by the hands of the mage by their tails, like a turned-up king, pulling their limbs helplessly in mid-air, no matter how high their strength was, they couldn't fully exert their strength.
Margaret, who was watching the battle from a distance, subconsciously clamped her little butt.
She really felt the same way, everyone has tails, and everyone was once the Queen of Eternal Night...
Cough, the mere details, not to mention!
Compared with other captives, Francis Caccini, the chief of the Bell Tribe, is a little more dignified.
Of course, it wasn't that he gave him face when he led the orc king tent, but his tail was very short, just a ball.
The wizard's hand couldn't hold his tail, so he could only pull his feet and hang him upside down in the air, which seemed a bit conventional.
The hands of these mages finally reached the hands of a woman wearing a gray hooded robe with a smile on the corner of her lips.
Although the wide burqa does not show her appearance or figure, but only a little bit of cherry lips and slender hands are exposed on the outside, which has made many orcs mouth dry, and felt the oppression from her body like a sea of abyss...
Even though she is only a woman, she is even more terrifying than the giant dragon that appeared outside the city a few days ago!
The gray-robed woman slowly flew high, and the mage's hand drove the captives to rotate by their tails.
At the same time, all the hands of the mages revolved over the palace, accelerating continuously.
Not a carousel in an amusement park, but a high-power centrifuge!
Pulled by the power, the high-ranking chiefs and high-ranking officials screamed in horror.
boom!
Finally, the chief couldn't bear it, and the blood in the body rushed out and burst open!
One after another, the chiefs were unable to resist the pull of this power, and turned into blood-colored fireworks!
This is really a novel and cruel execution method, and the most basic magic "Hand of the Mage" has been played out.
The orc soldiers and citizens who reacted couldn't help roaring, screaming, crying, or running away, or attacking the demonic woman in the sky with countless bows, arrows, and magic.
Unfortunately, it was all blocked by a thin layer of magic shield, and even the corners of her clothes could not be touched.
Including the attacks of the legendary priests, all had no effect.
The gray-robed woman stretched out her hand and took off her hood, revealing a gorgeous blond hair and a peerless face that could not pick out any flaws.
A casual, lazy chuckle spread all over the city and outside of Sreena:
"Heh~ What a boring opponent that disappoints me, the Orc Tribe, that's all? That's it?"
"That's it?"
When the soldiers of the Qingteng Empire saw their invincible queen, they felt the contempt contained in their own queen's words, and they also cheered.