Chapter 445: There is an extra sun, and the natural disaster of the undead is coming! (Please subscribe)
Flags are flying, war drums are thundering.
In a plain area by the river, a battle is about to begin that will determine the fate of this region.
On both sides of the battle, one side mostly wore black clothes and armor, like an army from hell. They lined up neatly on the left. Although the number was small, they seemed well-trained and had high morale. They cheered from time to time. Voice.
On the other side, there are various flags, camps are large and small, and the formation is quite chaotic. Only the number is commendable, which is about three times that of the other side. The black mass presses up, intimidating. Full of feeling.
However, most of the time, the outcome of a battle is not determined by quantity, but depends on more factors.
"I swear in the name of our ancestors that everyone will fight together, never retreat, and completely defeat the evil witch's army!"
On the side with more people, on a temporary high platform, One by one, the nobles wearing exquisite armor with family crests printed on them drew their swords and swore an oath. The sound echoed around, and they seemed to be united.
After all, can we unite as one? The country established by the evil witch was based on the lives of nobles like them. Either you die or I die!
After several years of bloody battles, there is almost no room for reconciliation.
"Everyone, the rise and fall of the family depends on this!"
The earl, who was elected as the leader of the coalition, looked at the nobles below and said solemnly.
However, in his heart, he was not as confident as he showed, and he even had a vague premonition.
Five years, a full five years, the country of witches, which was originally just a joke in the eyes of many nobles and was scorned as a mud-legged person, a slave, an actor, and a clown, has truly become a noble country. Their innermost worries.
For five years, a war broke out every year, and every year the coalition forces were destroyed, and then new coalition forces were formed, and the cycle started over and over again, as if there was no end.
And the country of witches, which fights every day, not only did not be dragged down by successive battles and civil strife as many nobles suspected, but it became more and more courageous as it fought, its territory became larger and larger, its population increased, and its strength became stronger. The stronger.
This is simply unreasonable!
Putting yourself on your behalf, no nobleman is sure that he can withstand these attacks, let alone being bigger and stronger!
Unlike other nobles who generally attributed the reason to the witchcraft, the Earl, as the leader of the last coalition of nobles, carefully analyzed the strange regime of the Kingdom of Witches.
That’s why he knew what kind of enemy he was facing.
Why is the Kingdom of Witches getting stronger as it fights?
The reason is very simple, that is, the number of ordinary people in this world is definitely more than the number of nobles, and it is much more!
Most of these ordinary people exist as serfs in the noble territories, and a small number are free people, but they do not have much freedom. Just like the original hunters and their sons, they had to venture into the territory in order to survive. A dangerous place like Green Water Swamp.
And any noble can kill them and take away their wealth.
For the nobles, this kind of thing is natural. They have never thought about changing, and they will not want to change. It is best for such days to continue from generation to generation, so that their descendants will always be in a Dominance.
In the eyes of the nobles, these serfs and free people are just talking tools, human-shaped livestock.
However, in the country of witches, this is not the case.
This country founded by witches was on the opposite side of the nobility from the beginning, so it could only liberate serfs and free people, and distribute the land and wealth seized from the nobility to them so that they could Fight for witches.
This made countless nobles sneer, feeling that these slaves could not be their opponents at all.
However, it turns out that the serfs who gained freedom, wealth, and land awakened faster than imagined. They originally had nothing and were not treated as human beings, but in the country of witches, they experienced this for the first time. To the dignity of being a human being.
They could have endured the darkness if they had never seen the light.
In order to defend their land, wealth, family and future, these people who were originally slaves burst out with amazing energy. The armies formed by these people were repeatedly defeated at a disadvantage and were defeated several times. own coalition of nobles. The core of the aristocratic side were the leading nobles and knights, and most of the remaining serfs who were recruited just waved flags and shouted and swarmed up.
But the core of the Witch Country are ordinary warriors. Their fighting will is far greater than that of serfs and even ordinary knights.
From this point of view, with the actual number of people fighting, the Witch Country has the upper hand.
This is also what worries the count.
The more he understands, the more desperate he feels, because from now on, even one or two major defeats will not be able to defeat the Kingdom of Witches, because after a few years, those who have been liberated and have tried The slaves who have reached the sweet spot will continuously become the opponent's new blood supply.
As for the nobles on their side, if one of them dies, one of them will be lost. It is not cost-effective to exchange money on both sides.
Dong dong dong!
The war drums were beating, and the earl put away the distracting thoughts in his mind, rode on his horse, and swung his sword forcefully at the opponent.
"Charge!"
Boom!
Behind him, nobles led the knights in their own territories and rushed over in a mighty manner. Immediately behind, there was a mess of people who had been recruited temporarily and still had some weapons in their hands. Many serfs holding hoes and pitchforks.
The morale of these people is very worrying, or there is no morale at all.
Because it is compulsory to follow in the battle, there is no reward if you win, and you will lose your life if you lose, so it is naturally a long time.
The earl stood on a high place and watched helplessly as his own vanguard attacked the opponent's military formation with great force, just like a wave on the seaside hitting a dark rock. It looked huge, but there was no trace of it. Has no effect.
At the front, the bravest knights and nobles collided with the place, splashing everywhere like water splashes. The momentum of the second wave that followed immediately weakened. Before they could completely collide, the momentum behind them Confusion arose.
Three consecutive waves of attacks failed to shake the opponent's camp. They only caused some chaos. Instead, their own vanguard troops were surrounded by the opponent's two sides, and the sound of fighting resounded throughout the fields.
“Defeated!”
“Our army was defeated!!”
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Not long after, he saw nobles and knights yelling and retreating from the front line. They ignored him as the leader, yelled and broke away from the team, and ran away.
Immediately afterwards, the serf troops that had just come into contact with the enemy immediately collapsed with a bang like ants in a pot. There were fleeing people everywhere, disrupting the troops who were still fighting bravely in front. of bits and pieces.
When the battle got to this point, the Earl didn't do it twice. He immediately pulled the reins and was about to run away, but at this moment he suddenly felt that the color of the sun had changed.
Widows of weird purple, mixed in the sunlight, sprinkled on the earth.
The next second, something even weirder happened. The humans who had died on the battlefield, whether they were missing arms or legs, or were fatally injured, stood up again staggeringly, their eyes dyed purple, It roared like a wild beast and rushed towards the humans around it.
What’s even more terrifying is that under the ground, some skeletons that had rotted into skeletons also came to life one after another and emerged from the ground.
“Here, what is going on?”
The earl was so frightened that he subconsciously looked up at the sky, and his whole body froze in place for an instant.
On top of the sky, in addition to the high-hanging sun, there was actually a purple sun, spreading its own brilliance towards the entire world.
(End of this chapter)