"Woo woo woo!"
When the horn sounded in the cold wind, the citizens of this medium-sized city were at a loss.
Although the news of the alliance's defeat had spread, no one expected the Beastmen to come so quickly. They even chose to attack along the route of their march to remove this nail.
A gigantic beast walked out from the shadows. It was a Dragon Descendant Battle Turtle that was the size of a small mountain. It brought along seismic waves as it approached the city. There was even a greyish-white battle fortress on its gigantic shell. The sound of war drums and horns could be heard from within.
The huge War Turtle had a quarter of the blood of a Giant Dragon. Its huge body was no shorter than the city walls. It was the Beastmen's most terrifying siege weapon.
"Doomsday Turtle! The Bear King is here. It's his White-tailed Bear Army. "
There were not many Dragon Turtles in the world. In the north, there was only the Bear King's mount, "Doomsday Turtle" Blackback. It was the mount of the Bear King, Lund, and also his moving fortress.
Behind him, the strangely silent Behemoth could not be ignored. They walked out of the shadows one by one and turned into a real nightmare.
From the start, the Beastmen sent out these terrifying behemoths. They probably wanted to end the battle quickly.
"Behemoth!! Behemoth Army! It's over, it's all over … Everyone, run. "
Although the Siege Dragon Turtles were the biggest threat, the ones who brought the greatest fear were the seemingly docile Behemoths.
They did not look as strong as the Dragon Turtles. They were silent and did not even have the habit of roaring like wild beasts. They allowed their three-meter-long sharp claws to directly leave a ditch on the ground. They marched forward in silence, just like soldiers marching in a procession.
Ignoring their strong and deformed giant hands, they looked like standing gorillas with their thick fur. Under the thick fur, only two eyes were emitting a fierce light. Just by looking at their appearance, they were not as scary as the Dragon Turtles with their horns and fangs. On the contrary, they were charmingly naive. However, if one were to talk about their reputation, no one would ignore these terrifying big guys.
Their silence was only to accumulate energy when they exploded. A real war beast did not have the habit of roaring. They would only show a satisfied smile when they enjoyed the flesh on their giant claws.
"The world's craziest beast, the number one species in land battles."
Although there were still a lot of unconvinced competitors for the first place in the Land Battle, the craziest beast was definitely worthy of its name.
Just their appearance alone caused the people in the city to panic. Even though the so-called army only consisted of three Behemoths, it was more than enough to sweep through the Northern Lands.
Clang!
"Wu!"
The gigantic beast actually stepped on the back of the Dragon Turtle. With a forceful stomp, it used the reaction force to climb up the city wall. It was an ape that could easily climb up the treetops.
The gigantic beast, which was not much shorter than the city wall, was actually as agile as a monkey. The ferocious beast easily leaped over the sturdy city wall. However, from the footprints left on the city wall, the sturdy three-layered city wall was no different from a mud pile in front of the Behemoth Beast's enormous strength.
When the gigantic beasts entered the city, they, who had been silent all this while, finally began to laugh sinisterly. Their twisted faces revealed monstrous teeth that were as tall as a human, sending chills down everyone's spines.
Blossoming in the middle and destroying the inside. Although it was simple, it was indeed effective.
This was also the White-tailed Army's specialty. They did not use the usual tactic of adding fuel to the fire. Instead, they forcefully broke through. Facing the vanguard of the Behemoths, when the gate was opened by the gigantic beasts and the Orc Army entered the city, the difference in individual strength would naturally cause a crushing effect. Along the way, more than ten cities had already been destroyed in such a way.
When one of the Golden Haired Behemoths began to open the city gate from the inside, the other two silver-haired gigantic beasts began to destroy it. The trembling humans could not come up with any strong methods to stop the Behemoths. Perhaps there were strong people in the city, but facing the desperate situation of the Orc Army, they would probably pretend that they were not there.
The grinning Orcs had already seen the future. Just like other cities, wherever the terrifying war beasts went, the humans screamed and fled in all directions. When the powerful Orc Army entered the city.
However, this time, it was a little different. There were still people who did not intend to leave.
A veteran stood at the city gate. His rusty chainmail was still full of stains. His rosacea was frozen red in the cold wind.
The veteran did not madly charge towards the gigantic beasts, nor did he try to stop them. He just stayed where he was. In the midst of the chaos, he was still very eye-catching.
That was because his current position happened to be on the path that the Golden Haired Behemoth had to pass.
The gigantic beast seemed to feel that it had encountered a challenge. The enraged beast's eyes were bloodshot as it charged towards the veteran.
"Old Drunkard, you're crazy! Run! "
He was not the general of this city. He was just a veteran of the city defense army.
"Old Drunkard" Erik. Yes, this was his nickname and also his synonym. The reason was that he always liked to go to the tavern to drink a few glasses after being laid off. Even when he was on duty at the sentry post, he would always carry a bottle of cheap wine in his arms.
"Old Drunkard, aren't you afraid of getting drunk and dying in the gutter one day?"
Every time someone made such an outrageous joke, the old drunkard would always pat his stomach and smile with his yellow teeth.
"Sure, as long as Old Buck's gin wine fills my stomach, I will die in the gutter of your house tomorrow."
At this moment, as if he did not hear his colleague's exclamation, the old drunkard Erik sniffled. His murky eyes were still staring at his own jar of wine.
"Pfft, this wine is as bad as always. How much water did Little Buck add into it? Or maybe, he just added some wine into the water. Sigh, he's getting more and more heartless. Old Buck is still the kindest. "
Taking a sip of the wine that cost three copper coins, Erik squinted his eyes. He seemed to have returned to the past. At that time, his brothers and wife were still around. Although the gin wine in Buck's Bar was also bad, at least the amount was more.
However, at that time, he was not called an old drunkard. "Arrow of Kashgar" Erik was a famous elite ranger. Before he was transferred to the city defense army due to his knee injury, he was a famous ruthless character.
"Why do I feel that something has changed."
Although the weather was still cold, the pay was still pitifully low, and the wine in "Old Buck's Bar" was equally bad, but at that time, his life was always good. Perhaps, it was because those old bastards and drunkards who had been with him were all there.
"F * ck, it's all because of those damn orcs! And those useless nobles! They ran away before the battle even started. Little Sindern, when I see your dead lord father, see how I complain to him. I'll definitely get him to spank you. Just like before. Sigh, people always like to reminisce about those useless things when they're old. "
The veteran thought about how to complain to his old superior as he pulled out the rusty standard iron sword due to neglect.
"Pfft."
The Old Drunkard spat out a mouthful of wine, and his wet sword finally glinted with a cold light. The giant beast was already in front of him, but the Old Drunkard, who was swaying due to the earthquake, slowly began to adjust his helmet.
"Old Sindern said before, us soldiers are the face of the lord. When we charge, we have to pay attention to our image. Oh right, I remember, at this time, we should also chant the charging slogan. What should I chant? "
The giant hand that could easily crush the bridge was in front of him. The veteran stopped thinking and shouted the slogan as he waved his sword and charged forward. That wholeheartedly and wholeheartedly, that sword that gave everything he had, had a glimmer of light. Vaguely, there was a sword aura. It had also reached the highest level of Ike's current life.
"Pa!"
But the absolute difference in strength could not be made up with fighting spirit. The giant beast's steel claws fell, leaving only a pile of flesh and blood on the ground.
Perhaps it was frightened by the veteran's sudden action, or perhaps, the veteran's sword still managed to cut the giant beast's skin. The Golden Silk Behemoth slowed down, paused for a moment, glanced at the veteran's corpse, and then continued to chase after the other deserters.
The old drunkard was dead. He died completely. He did not have the sudden divine power to kill the enemy, nor did he use his own life to boost the morale of the soldiers and turn the tide of the battle.
This was war, there were no protagonists, no miracles, only a bloody survival of the fittest.
But even though he was dead, the final charging slogan still echoed in the air, carried far away by the cold wind …
"… The Will of Mist will never yield!"
…
"You are all murdering! You are all accomplices of the Beastmen!! "
It was still the same old theater that served as the meeting place, but this time, it was the furious Renée who was shouting at the generals of the allied army in exasperation.
Ever since the news of the Beastmen's invasion came, the military leaders of the various countries had already held a joint conference for the entire morning. But they only progressed from pushing the blame to discussing how to strengthen the defense of Red Maple City, but they still had no intention of sending troops to rescue the other cities that were under attack.
"Cough, Your Highness, you should maintain your composure and the demeanor of a member of the royal family. You see, the enemy is strong and we are weak. Temporarily retreating is a strategic necessity. You see, strengthening our defense, gathering our troops and preparing for the final battle is the right thing to do now. "
"Then what about the cities and citizens along the route of the Beastmen's invasion? They are still waiting for our rescue. Are we just going to watch them die like this? "
But no one responded to her suggestion. On the contrary, there were even people who spoke sarcastically.
"Why are you so agitated about the matters of other countries? Be careful of being accused of having ulterior motives."
"Hmph, you can't even see the situation clearly, it's no wonder you are marginalized. If not for His Highness Roland's absence, you probably wouldn't even have the authority to attend. "
"It's enough for a thing like the princess to obediently be a vase. It's best not to blindly command a war. Rescue? We currently have enough troops for the final battle. "
The country was small and weak, and she was young and had no reputation. Naturally, it was easy for her to run into a wall. From the start of the conference until now, even the pro-war faction was still focused on how to strengthen the defense of Red Maple City. Renée, who advocated for rescue, was ignored more than once.
She was so angry that her face turned red, but she still couldn't do anything. In the end, she left in a huff.
"Marginalized? What happened recently? "
From a certain perspective, that person's wild guess was close to the truth and marginalized. This undoubtedly stepped on Renée's sore spot.
From a certain point of time, Roland consciously made Renée stay away from important matters. This had already caused a lot of speculation within Donglan.
If it was someone else who did this, for example, Renée would suspect whether they had ulterior motives, as if they had the ambition to gain power. But Roland, who had no interest in power, did this, which was incomprehensible.
"Recently, it's really been easy."
Thinking of her juniors who were abnormally busy in all aspects, while she was obviously idle, how could she not think too much.
"It seems like this happened after that Big Sister Eliza came. What did they talk about? If it's just bad words, Big Brother Roland isn't that easy to change. Besides, his attitude towards me hasn't changed at all. Why did he isolate me outside? "
As she pondered, Renée vaguely thought of something, but it was hard to verify.
The sky suddenly turned dark, and she didn't have the time to think too much. She hurriedly looked for cover to hide.
In a few short seconds, the previously calm sky was also in chaos. A large number of harpies dropped tar bombs and retreated, while the fire brigade in the city was busy.
At the same time, the air cavalry in the city were already on their way, taking down as many as they could.
Although they couldn't completely eliminate the enemy, at least they couldn't let them go to the battlefield so easily.
"… Your Highness, the generals have asked you to return for a meeting. The beastmen's army is gathering. I'm afraid that they will go around the barrier and directly attack the city."
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