Chapter 206
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No one believed that the Kingdom of Northland would collapse. Many merchants had already placed their bets on another possibility. In their opinion, the Kingdom of Northland was going to replace the once invincible German Empire.
However, when the news spread from the border to the Eagle Fortress in Gorgaron, the Northland knight who was covered in wounds was told by King Gravel that he could rest. However, the dagger that was stabbed into his body made him unable to believe that the king would treat him this way.
The next day, an emergency military meeting was held in the Eagle Stronghold. Wilson's Lord, Beffman, forced a smile and thanked the King, "This is my problem. I didn't have to trouble the King to help me. It's really …"
"It's time for us to draw our swords, Beffman. The German Empire is one step ahead of us. There's no turning back. We can only keep moving forward." King Gravel had a smile on his face as he comforted Beffman, "If you really want to save your civilians, you should pull yourself together, right?"
At this time, the news of the Kingdom of Northland's border collapsing was still being kept secret. Ordinary citizens had no idea what had happened at the border. However, paper couldn't wrap fire, and the news still spread like wildfire among the people.
King Gravel thought for a moment and said, "Things are going in the most dangerous direction. Soon, we will become the target of the Empire's army! Gather the troops! Head to the border! We have to stop the war outside the city! "
"Ugh …" A Kingdom of Northland soldier was awakened by the pain. He subconsciously pushed away the corpse on top of him. His face was covered in blood and there was a crossbow arrow in his body.
He tried his best to recall what had just happened. Then, he seemed to recall something terrifying and a look of fear appeared on his face. He tried to sit up but found that there were corpses all around him.
This place was like hell. Blood flowed like rivers and corpses piled up like mountains. The air was filled with sulfur and the smell of rotting flesh. It made one want to vomit after taking a breath.
"Woo …" Seeing the familiar faces lying on the ground in front of him and the burnt corpses of his comrades, the surviving Derman soldier cried in despair.
Just as he was about to cry and stand up, a black shadow quickly descended from above his head, followed by the whistling sound of the wind. The soldier opened his eyes wide and raised his head to see a huge Magic Crystal Bomb swooping down.
"Crack!" Before the soldier could scream, the Magic Crystal Bursting Bullet tore him into two pieces. His two legs were sent flying far away while his upper body had been blasted into minced meat.
The poor defenders of a Northland town didn't even have time to use their newly equipped crossbows before they were slaughtered by the Empire's Blackstone Fort expeditionary force.
What was even more frightening was that they didn't even see the enemy's leader until they died. The ones who defeated these Northland defenders were only the vanguard of the Blackstone Fort expeditionary army and some Magic Crystal Cannons.
"General Tyrone! The enemy's army has been destroyed. " Several officers in charge of the vanguard command walked up to the leading general and threw a blood-stained Northland flag on the ground.
"Very good!" General Tyrone glanced at the blood-stained flag on the ground and nodded with satisfaction. "Those who defy the Empire must pay the price."
After saying that, he stepped on the blood-stained flag with his iron boots and said impatiently, "The resistance here is simply courting death. I really don't want to waste a day here. I want to see when that Gravel will come."
"I think they already know the news and the situation here. I'm afraid they won't dare to come anymore," an officer who looked like his deputy said with a cold smile.
Tyrone looked at his deputy and said, "The only thing left now is to go to Gorgon and tell them who is the ruler of this place!"
However, in Gorgon, war horses were pulling all kinds of carriages in the same direction. The carriages were filled with fully armed Northland recruits. Their eyes were resolute and they believed that they would win.
Behind the carriages they were sitting in, there were all kinds of magic crystal cannons that trembled violently with the rolling of the wooden wheels. Under the wheels, the dust that was kicked up was scattered in the distance and mixed with the dust that was kicked up by the other wheels, covering the sky and the sun.
"The Kingdom of Northland! Long live the Kingdom of Northland! " With the orderly pace of the army, the commanders who held their swords shouted their slogans louder and louder. As their slogans ended, all the soldiers followed suit and shouted heroically, "The Kingdom of Northland! Long live the Kingdom of Northland! " Lord Horf, who was riding on a war horse, raised his chin and looked expressionlessly at his army leaving the camp.
The same scene was happening in various cities of the Kingdom of Northland. Countless soldiers left their camps and shouted, "Long live the Kingdom of Northland!" Further north in these territories, the Northland flag fluttered in the wind. Countless soldiers left their camps and rushed to the gathering place.
Within half a morning after the decision was made to send troops to the border, the Kingdom of Northland's troops stationed in various places moved out of their barracks. From this small detail, one could see how high the combat readiness of the Kingdom of Northland's troops was.
The war behemoth that had been built with countless gold coins began to move at this moment. What was even more awe-inspiring was that the roar of this behemoth was enough to show everyone its might.
"This time, the warriors of the grasslands can finally launch an attack on the German Empire together." The envoy of the Kuruth Kingdom, who was in charge of the trade between the two countries, said with a smile.
The Kingdom of Northland was not acting alone this time. After showing its strength to the Kuruth Kingdom of the grasslands, it had also tied the Kuruth Kingdom to its war chariot. The two countries had signed a secret treaty long ago and formed an alliance.
The Kuruth Kingdom of the grasslands had always dreamed of revenge, so they were very supportive of the Kingdom of Northland's attack plan. They promised to provide troops when the Kingdom of Northland went south to help the Kingdom of Northland win the war against the German Empire.
Not only that, according to the previous agreement with the Mercenary Association, the Kingdom of Northland had also formed an alliance with the Partheni Island, which had always claimed to be free and neutral. Therefore, in this expedition, the Partheni Island's Mercenary Association would also assist in attacking the German Empire.
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