The winter of 2515 of the Empire's calendar was a winter of blood and fire.
"Gaither can no longer provide us with any military support." On the southern road of Midden, the 75,000-strong human alliance army was advancing. Laing, Boris, Morgiana, and Big Yurick Emir Wager were discussing the latest information. Boris pointed at the map and said, "Gaither, that son of a b * tch, just a little bit of the Army of Chaos from the Brass Fortress made him panic and announce a full retreat. We can no longer get any support from Nord."
"On the other hand, the situation in Auster is not looking good either." Big Yurick, Emil Wager, said, "Although Castle von Zhukov is still holding on, look, the Chaos scum have completely bypassed the entire castle and almost cut off the connection between the castle and the nearby areas. If this goes on, there's not much point in holding on without reinforcements."
Morgiana held the Holy Grail of Potions while the Lake Goddess Witch looked at the map. On the map, the army of Auster was marked with a white mark while the Army of Chaos was marked with a black mark.
The situation was very bad. Indeed, whether it was Oleg von Zhukov's bravery and commanding ability, or Auster's Marshal Model's strategic defense and ability to build defensive positions, they were all the best among the humans. But even so, they could not defeat Motekin's army of Chaos because the will of the Black Iron Avenger was so terrifying that he and his army put revenge first. Reinforcements from the northern wasteland kept coming to the frontline. Even though Oleg and Model had brought a lot of trouble and more casualties to the army of Chaos, they still could not stop the Chaos from gradually gaining the upper hand.
Now, Von Zhukov Castle had become a salient, with the army of Chaos on both sides and back. Only a narrow corridor about three kilometers wide and ten kilometers long behind the castle was still in the hands of the Empire. The Empire used this narrow corridor to transport food, reserve troops, and ammunition to the castle.
"Actually, at this point, we should give up on defending the castle and choose to retreat." Laing looked at the isolated Von Zhukov Castle and shook his head helplessly. "Unfortunately, we can't."
Everyone was silent.
Why couldn't he give up the castle? Looking at the name of the castle, everything was clear. Auster's army would never give up Von Zhukov Castle.
"If the castle is lost, Auster will be left with the last strong fortress." Kurfürst Boris pointed his finger on the map. "Wolfenburg, the capital of the province of Auster."
"We should march directly to Wolfenburg," Morgiana said directly.
"No, we have to reach Hocke's capital first, Herzig," Laing said to Morgiana, "Resupplying the army is our first priority."
"Let's move on. That's all we can do now." Boris nodded.
The army continued to move forward. The army of Midden Hill was wearing blue and white checkered uniforms. They formed a formation that was not very neat but full of murderous intent. On the other hand, the Brittany army was wearing the uniforms of their respective duchies. Their formation was even more neat than the army of Midden Hill, but their murderous intent was slightly weaker.
The march of the army was a little boring, and the weather was too cold. White snow danced in the chilly sky of Mideng Hill. A silvery-white fog shrouded the quiet valley and covered the endless swamps and wetlands. This was the resting place of the warriors who had sacrificed themselves in the ancient times. Their bones were buried here, their souls were housed, and their damp graveyards were guarded here.
For three thousand years, the Thuringians had been here. They had taken root and sprouted in this barren, dark forest, and cold land. They had been through endless wars. They had been on the verge of extinction several times, but the people of Midden Hill had persevered. The people here were the most stubborn and traditional people in the Empire. Many of the old people of Midden Hill still spoke in the ancient Thuringian language and refused to speak any foreign words.
In the bar of Midden Hill, when outsiders talked about the status and glory of their hometown or ordered foreign dishes, they would often be beaten up by the people of Midden Hill in the bar. There were usually two outcomes of such fights. The first was that the victim could not beat the people of Midden Hill and was beaten up for nothing. No one would speak for him, and he would be listed as an unwelcome person. It would not be strange if he was unlucky and was beaten to death.
The second was that the outsiders showed their strength and beat up the people of Midden Hill. Not only would the people of Midden Hill not call for help, but the people of Midden Hill, who were beaten black and blue, would also enthusiastically invite the outsiders to eat and drink and announce that they were good friends from then on.
Due to this strange culture, extremely conservative style, and bad temper, the people of Midden Hill had always gotten along well with the dwarves. The dwarves liked Midden Hill, especially the most stubborn and bad-tempered people in the northern part of Midden Hill. Many of the dwarves had settled in Mildenheim and treated it as their home instead of a hotel. The question of how to give White Wolf City a name that suited the dwarves had been raised many times over the years. When the dwarves left the Mountain Kingdom, they would always go to White Wolf City.
"Brothers, sons of Yurick!" Big Yurick, Emil Waggle, was wearing a full set of plate armor given by the White Wolf God. He had a huge wolf cloak on his back. He raised his voice so that his voice could be heard by the whole team. "The knights on the other side of the mountain have come from afar. Shall we show them the hospitality of the people of Midden Hill?"
"Oh, oh, oh!"
"Let them know the power of Yurick!"
"For Yurick! For Mildenheim! "
The army of the Empire was in an uproar. The people of Midden Hill were known for their brutality, savagery, and belligerence. They might not like to follow the rules, but they respected the strong and would never change their promises. They were the most loyal guards of the Empire and had guarded this land for three thousand years.
"Let's sing a little song from our hometown for the Brittany. How about that?" Boris laughed. The Kurfürst loved to be with his soldiers.
"Okay!" The White Wolf Knights and the soldiers of Midden Hill shouted. Their barbaric behavior made Morgiana, who was riding beside Laing, frown. She moved slightly so that Laing was facing the people of Midden Hill.
The people of Midden Hill began to sing. When Laing heard the melody, he couldn't help but smile. He listened to the song, closed his eyes, and sang along.
This song was the very famous folk song of Midden Hill, "Erica."
"There's a little flower blooming in the heather."
"Her name is Erica."
"Many bees surround this flower all day long."
"Surrounding her, Erica."
"Because her stamen is the sweetest. Her petals are overflowing with fragrance. There's a little flower blooming in the heather. Her name is Erica."
"A beautiful girl is in my house."
"She's also called Erica."
"This young lady is the one I care about ~"
"My love is Erica."
"When the heather blooms purple, I sing this song to greet her. There's a little flower blooming in the heather. Her name is Erica."
The ordinary folk song was sung by the people of Midden Hill. It was like a military song, but it had a different flavor. It was like a black forest sausage, with the characteristics of Midden Hill.
After the song ended, Morgiana didn't want to be outdone. The Lake Goddess also signaled her Holy Grail guards to make arrangements.
Thus, the loud and clear "La Marseillaise" sounded on the main road of Midden Hill.
"Wake up, people of the motherland. The glorious day has arrived."
"Evil enemies, the blood-stained flag has been raised."
"The blood-stained flag has been raised."
…
"Citizens, arm yourselves!"
"Citizens, go to battle!"
"Forward! Forward! "
The brilliant song lit up the entire road. The Brittany sang "La Marseillaise" loudly, suppressing the momentum of the people of Midden Hill. Especially Morgiana, who sang it personally, the unique uvula sound of the Lake Goddess conquered everyone.
Laing smiled proudly. Singing this song, what did the people of the Empire think it was? 1940 Tour de France?
Wrong! I, Laing Macado, am here!
Warning from the Rhine Federation!
After the song ended, the cheers of "Long live the King, praise the Lady" could be heard for thousands of meters.
Boris and Emil looked at each other. Kurfürst White Wolf said helplessly, "I also want to be loved like this."
"Bellegar looked for you before, but you didn't agree, Boris." Big Yurick respected the strong. He said slowly, "Look at that army."
"The Old Guard?" Boris looked in the direction of Emil's warhammer and muttered, "I know they're powerful, Emil. If you want to talk about this, I'll say that our Teutonic Guards aren't inferior."
"This army was brought up by Laing Macado's endless victories and rich wealth." Emil panted heavily and said, "In the name of Yurick, you know what I'm talking about."
"In the name of Yurick, I hope we can survive this crisis."
"Yurick will protect us."
… In the name of Yurick, in the name of Yurick …
A week later, the Human army arrived at Midden Stange. This was a large town in the south of Midden Hill. The army planned to stay here for a day before heading east to reinforce Auster Hill.
However, on the night the army arrived at Midden Stange, emergency military reports arrived in the town one after another!
"There's a shocking Orc army southeast of the town! Look at the banner, it's that Calamity! It's the Cruel Getwo! After a thousand years, he's back! He's back with an 80,000 Orc army! "
"There's a shocking Green Goblin army southwest of the town! According to the scouts, it's Black Pit! It's the d * mn Green Spider King, Snagra's Venomous Saliva! The Green Goblins and Orcs didn't fight. It looks like they've formed an alliance! There are about 70,000 Green Goblins! "
"What? The Green Goblins and Orcs have formed an alliance? " The two Human commanders were shocked. After hearing the report, a map was spread out in the Count's Castle Main Hall in Midden Stange.
The alliance between the Green Goblins and Orcs caused a dramatic change in the military strength of both sides. The Human alliance had about 76,000 soldiers, while the Green Goblins and Orcs had 150,000 soldiers!
The heavy pressure made it difficult for everyone present to breathe. Almost all of the commanders could not understand why the situation had taken a turn for the worse. Both sides had clearly completed the rendezvous, but now they had fallen into an absolute disadvantage?!
Before everyone could digest the terrifying news, the news from Nord Territory made everyone's heart twitch.
Scouts Nord had scouted the vicinity of the central mountain range. About 45000 people led by the beauty Prince Sigwald were preparing to pass through the mountain range and head south. Their target was the human army of Midentstanger.
"There's no time to hesitate!" Laing made a prompt decision. Knight King said to everyone, "We can't wait for Sigwald and his Green Goblin army to join the battle. If that happens, we'll be attacked from both sides. We have to fight a decisive battle with the Green Goblin army in Midden Stange!"
"That's right!" Boris agreed. Kurfürst White Wolf had always been a decisive person. He unsheathed his Rune Tooth and said, "My sword will let the Green Goblins and Chaos bastards in the forest know who's the real owner of Midden Stange!"
"Let's plan the battle!"
At the same time, 15 kilometers away from Midden Stange, at the Orc and Green Goblin army's base camp.
Both sides were quarreling fiercely.
"I'm thinking that we already have the absolute WAAAGH boys. At this time, we should WAAAGH wave over and beat those shrimps to the ground with one punch! We'll flip them over and stomp them into hammers and feed them to our cute Large Spiders! " The Green Goblin King, Snagra Venomsaliva, wore a feathered spider mask. He screamed at the Supreme Orc King, Gewo, in a sharp voice, "We've never fought like this before! Don't worry, we have a lot of Leng. Furthermore, my son and the big bosses are old WAAAGH. No silver will not give WAAAGH in such a situation. This is not WAAAGH at all! "
"Snake God's reinforcements … are on the way … waiting … for pincer attack … victory." Supreme Orc King Gewo roared at the Green Goblins, "Decisive battle … timing … grasp …"
"Grasp? How can we grasp it? What can we do if we squat in a corner? What's the point of having so much silver? My heart is in a mess! " Snagra screamed, "If you don't fight, I'll fight. I'll use the skulls of Boris Todbringer and Laing Macado as bowls!"
Gewo wanted to say more, but the Goblin scout brought a terrifying piece of news!
In the south, the Empire's reinforcements were approaching Midden Stange along the Tarabek River! This was a huge human army of more than sixty thousand people, led by Marshal Rick, Helberg, and Marshal Noor, Urstein! They carried a large number of firearms and cavalry, and they were approaching rapidly!
The Orc and Green Goblins felt immense pressure. If the Empire's southern army attacked from both sides, the Orc and Green Goblins would suffer a humiliating defeat.
Hence, the Warmongers had the upper hand. After a discussion, the Orc and Green Goblins decided to march towards Midden Stange.
Both sides decided to attack and initiate a decisive battle.
Midden Stange, the strategic town in the south of Midden Stange, was about to welcome an unprecedented large-scale battle.
This battle was called the "Battle of the Three Kings of Midden Stange".
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