In many people's impression, the prince's territory at the border was a chaotic place. The Tomb King had once conquered this place and then abandoned it. Emperor Sigismund of the Empire had once conquered this place. Hundreds of years later, the Empire had also abandoned this place after being besieged by the Green Dwarfs and the difficulty of transportation.
The last time the prince's territory at the border was conquered was during the Flaming Red Expedition. A group of Brittany knights brought their squires to the Arabi Desert to participate in the holy war. However, the war was already over when they arrived at the prince's territory. The Sultan of Arabi, Jafar, was dead. Most of the knights returned in disappointment, but some chose to stay and build a settlement.
Therefore, in general, many people had the impression that the prince's territory at the border was a very dangerous and chaotic place.
But in fact, while the prince's territory at the border was not as safe as the Brittany now, it was more reassuring than the Empire. After the recovery of the Eight Peaks Mountain and the establishment of the Three Armies of the Wretched Land, the prince's territory at the border was much less attacked. Moreover, the population of the prince's territory at the border was very sparse, which meant that most of the settlements were located in hidden and easily defended areas. There was almost no Dark Forest or cover on either side of the endless plains of the prince's territory, so it was unlikely that travelers would be ambushed by the enemy. In addition, the prince's territory at the border was often armed to the teeth, so it was safe to say that the prince's territory at the border was much safer than the Empire that was full of Dark Forest or the Dwarf Mountain Kingdom that was surrounded by mountains.
But at the same time, every settlement was dozens of kilometers away from each other, which allowed many troops to pass through without being noticed.
Therefore, when the little queen's delegation left the Sea Gate and arrived at the prince's territory at the border, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
We're safe.
The Goblins and Dwarves "invited" the residents of Bowska out of the town in a very rude way and set up camp in the town.
In a secluded place tens of kilometers away from Bowska Town, dozens of undead legions were gathering.
"The target has been confirmed." Frey von Karstein, the last vampire count, was paying close attention to the little queen and her party through blood divination. He stared at the blood bowl and said, "We can act at any time."
The most loyal servant of the Lich King Nagash, Akerhan, stared at Man Frey. The green flames in his eyes flickered. Akerhan had never trusted Man Frey, but he now felt that forming an alliance with Man Frey wasn't a bad idea. This was because Man Frey's talent in strategy had made Akerhan sigh. If given enough time, Man Frey might really have the chance to unify the Empire.
It was true that the previous situation was very unfavorable for the undead, but Frey Mann had cleverly resolved all the problems through a series of diplomatic and military maneuvers. Now, the undead only had to face the high elves and the dwarves.
"Although the enemy is few, they are all experienced elites. The battle between the elves and the dwarves is not to be underestimated," Akerhan said to Man Frey, "Do you plan to storm them?"
"Storm them? Of course we have to storm them! " Man Frey Mann almost laughed out loud. He fiddled with his blood bowl. The vampire count could feel that something was interfering with his divination.
The Ancient Saint Portal in the North Pole had been destroyed for thousands of years. But ever since Man Frey Mann was born, there had never been a day that made him feel so terrified. In the unrecognizable subspace fissure, groups and groups of Chaos Army were emerging from the portal. The sky was distorted into a colorful painting. The Four Gods of Chaos' joyful and terrifying whispers echoed across the sky. Dozens of Chaos Demons and Demon Princes were leading their own armies and crawling at the feet of one person.
Man Frey Mann's gaze quickly shifted.
Ten kilometers had passed. There was still an endless Army of Chaos.
Fifty kilometers had passed. There was still an endless sea of Army of Chaos.
One hundred, two hundred kilometers had passed. There was still no end to the Army of Chaos that was as numerous as the stars in the sky.
Until that figure, who stood above all things, wearing a brown cape, wearing the crown of a ruler. The three eyes on his forehead spewed out hellfire at the same time. He was inspecting his army. Because of the helmet, no one knew what he was thinking. Perhaps only the raging flames of the Kingslayer could explain part of the problem.
Man Frey Mann wanted to look again. But the figure seemed to sense that someone was spying on him. He immediately raised his head and looked at Man Frey Mann. The vampire count was shocked. He did not hesitate to shatter the blood bowl. The moment he did so, the blood instantly turned into magma. It was boiling hot and bubbling. A cold and world-weary voice entered Man Frey Mann's mind. "All your resistance is futile. Just you wait. When I step into the South, all things will end. Mortals should rejoice because I will personally end this disgusting cycle."
"Ugh!" As if a heavy hammer had struck Man Frey Mann's bald head, the vampire count could not help but spit out a mouthful of black blood. He cursed.
"What is it?" Arkham asked.
"The Eternal Chosen One is gathering his army." Man Frey Mann looked at the shattered blood bowl in disdain and shook his head. "The number is unprecedentedly large. When Isaac the Anointed went south, there were about three hundred to five hundred thousand of them. But from what I see, there are more than that."
"Our main goal now is to revive the Lord of the Undead." Lich King Arkham hesitated and shook his head. "That is not our concern."
"It doesn't matter if the world is destroyed?" Man Frey Mann asked meaningfully.
"Master's revival can solve all problems. Once he is revived, he can revive all the dead in the world. So what if the Eternal Chosen One has a million or two million people?" Lich King Akerhan didn't seem to mind and emphasized, "Our attention must be diverted to the little queen. Are you ready?"
Manfred's expression changed imperceptibly when he heard this. The last vampire thought that perhaps Akhan and even Nagash had underestimated the power of the Tide of Chaos because none of them had faced the invasion of the Eternal God of Chaos head-on.
But there was no need for him to remind them. Let their arrogance destroy them!
The invasion of Chaos was an opportunity for him! A huge opportunity!
When the Eternal Chosen One and his Army of Chaos severely weakened the power of the mortals and both sides suffered losses, he, Man Frey Mann von Karstein, would rise from Sylvania! And be crowned as the Eternal Undead Emperor in Brunswick!
"I have ordered Count Noktras to delay Laing Macado and his army in Obien. Aren't you going to attack La Messenell Abbey and seize the Divine Weapon?" Man Frey Mann probed.
"Since the Knight King dares to lead his army to Obien without any worries, it means that he has his own plans. There is no doubt about his talent in military affairs. If I were to lead my army there now, I would most likely fall into an ambush." Akerhan shook his head. "There is no need to test me, and there is no need to question my decision."
"…" Man Frey Mann thought of the trouble he encountered and kept quiet.
When Bowska Town was attacked by a large group of Green Dwarfs in the middle of the night, the High Elves and Dwarves did not care. It was normal to be attacked by small groups of Green Dwarfs, bandits, or Orcs at the border of the Prince's territory.
With the number of elite High Elves and Dwarves, a large group of Green Dwarfs was not much of a threat.
The Dwarves used their muskets and crossbows to defend, while the Elves hid behind the town's walls and fired thousands of arrows. The Great Wizards chanted incantations and summoned fireballs and bright lights, which bombarded the Green Dwarfs' army, blasting Little Oke and the Goblins into the sky.
The battle lasted for two hours. The Green Dwarfs broke through the town walls and entered the town, but they were quickly killed by the Dwarves' Eternal Guards and the High Elves' Avalon sisters.
After two hours, the Green Dwarfs finally collapsed. They screamed and fled, leaving behind the Dwarves who were celebrating their victory and the High Elves who were complaining that the Dwarves did not choose the right route.
Little Queen Alissanda realized that it was not a good place to stay. She immediately asked the Dwarf messenger, Dolin, to break camp and rush to the next stronghold. Before Dolin had time to think, the second wave of attack came!
This time, it was a large group of Orcs! The Sawtooth Horn Orcs were bewitched by Man Frey Mann's Chaos Mana and mistook it for an oracle from the Four Gods of Chaos. The Orcs charged towards the High Elves!
The Minotaurs were the vanguard. These strong creatures used their horns and shoulders to smash the crude town walls and wooden gates into smithereens. They crashed into the neat formation of the High Elves and knocked the Dwarves to the ground. The Minotaurs let out bloodthirsty roars in an attempt to obtain more delicious meat.
The High Elves who had just defeated the Green Dwarfs had to brace themselves to defend against the Orcs' attack. The Beasts invaded the city and burned down all the buildings in sight. The Horned Beasts and Horned Beasts charged in, while the Harpies swooped down from the sky. The Razorback War Chariots and Plague Mastiffs appeared.
The High Elf envoys fell into a tough battle. Even Alisala had to come out and cast a spell. The little queen gently chanted a Rebirth spell that covered the entire battlefield. All the High Elves could feel their strength and wounds healing. Then, Alisala followed up with an Earth Spirit Awakening spell. Dense thorny vines replaced the city walls, closing the gap and the gate that had been blasted open. The enemies who rushed into the city were like water without roots. After fighting alone for a while, they were killed one after another.
Dragon Prince Torrendier fought bravely. His Pike penetrated the Minotaurs' chests, and the Kaldor Dragon's undying flames engulfed the Orcs and burned them to ashes.
The maid of the Queen of Eternity, Josh Paris, led the Avalon Sisters to shoot out a rain of shining arrows, harvesting the Harpies and Razorbeasts in droves.
White Tower Grand Wizard Alamir lifted his head and said, "Arcane Disintegration!"
The glaring light penetrated through the gaps in the Orc King armor. The detestable Son of Chaos collapsed to the ground and couldn't get up again. His body cracked under the powerful Mana and turned into broken pieces.
After another two hours of battle, the High Elves and Dwarves were panting heavily. Finally, the Orcs were defeated. After leaving behind a ground full of corpses, the Orcs fled in all directions.
Without any precaution or apprehension, Man Frey and Akerhan's main forces appeared before the High Elves. They were pleasantly surprised and couldn't help themselves.
Dozens of undead legions, thousands of Skeleton Warriors, rows of graveyard guards mixed with several bloodthirsty Batwolves, and at least six squads of bloodthirsty Akasha Ghosts flapping their wings in the sky. Behind the twenty carriages were three legions of Tomb Ghouls and Tomb Wraiths. On the flanks were large groups of Black Knights, and Manfred himself rode out on his zombie dragon.
On the other side, the tomb army led by Akerhan had also arrived on the battlefield. There were two legions of Nikohara undead warriors, six legions of skeletal spearmen and archers, and three legions of tomb guards. Six Ushabit constructs were lined up in a row, three of them wielding giant bows.
Gul, the Chosen Warrior of the Four Gods of Chaos and Undead, a powerful being who had caused countless suffering and massacres in the old world, was once again summoned to the mortal world by Akerhan. This terrifying being spat green flames from his mouth. The bright red Baroque armor was now shiny and clean, and the serrated axe in his hand was ready to drink the blood of mortals again.
This time, Laing didn't personally step forward to deal with Gul. The Chosen Warrior of the Four Gods of Chaos and Undead led the charge alone. With a swing of his axe, he swept a row of Elite Pikemen into the air. All the shields were cut into pieces by the serrated edges of the axe. As flesh and blood splattered everywhere, the Elite Pikemen screamed in agony. A Dragon Prince tried to challenge Gul, but the outcome was that the Dragon Prince and his Elven warhorse were flattened by Gul's axe and crushed into a pile of meat on the ground.
Two Fireballs, a Searing Gaze, and an Amber Spear bombarded Gul's body one after another. Gul took the brunt of the attack with his body, then swung his axe and cut another three Elite Pikemen into pieces.
"Whoosh …" Arrows rained down on Gul's body, but they didn't cause him any harm. He received Akerhan's order and continued to advance.
On the other side, the dwarves' defense line was also facing the most severe test. Manfred's undead main force directly pressed forward. Every dwarf had to face an enemy ten times their number, but the tough dwarves still stood firm. The bullets of their muskets ran out, and the quiver of their crossbows was empty. The dwarves took out their melee axes and hammers, and used their shields to protect their compatriots, swearing to defend the defense line to the death.
However, everything changed with Man Frey and Akerhan's incantations. The two Necromancers cast spells at the same time, and the haze of the dead began to envelop the battlefield.
The dead Green Dwarves and Orcs came back to life!
The countless corpses on the battlefield instantly became the enemy, especially the corpses that couldn't be cleaned up in the town. They attacked the Elves and Dwarves from the rear! The Dwarves were caught off guard by the attack from the rear and finally started to collapse. The High Elves' archers were completely defeated by this attack and were massacred.
But the resurrection didn't stop. Soon after, the dead Dwarves and Elves were also resurrected by Necromancy and joined in the siege of the High Elf diplomatic corps!
After several hours of hard fighting, the number of enemies increased while the number of elves decreased. Due to the lack of sleep, hunger, fatigue, and low morale, the entire diplomatic party was plagued by the lack of sleep, hunger, fatigue, and low morale. The dwarves were dying one after another, and the elves' sturdy shield wall had been completely destroyed. When Gul led a large group of tomb guards to blast away the building in the center of the town, the little queen was being protected by the dragon prince, the Avalon sisters, the two court mages, and the dwarves' Eternal Guards.
She was still reciting spells, trying to turn the tide of the battle.
Man Frey recognized the little Queen's figure at a glance. The last Vampire Count laughed heartily and pulled the reins. The zombie dragon instantly glided down from the sky.
"Found ~ you ~!"
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