Chapter 145 Black and Red Nightmare

In the third era, in July 1698, the war was going on fiercely.

Since the spring, the Canghong Empire has launched successive attacks. The 1.6 million army led by the Duke of the Red Dragon has divided into three groups, flipping through the borders of the former West Wind and entering the hinterland of what is now Crancia. The foremost pioneer is far from the capital Solan. Germany is only 300 kilometers away.

The army on the west road has invaded Fengmu Province and Fengchui Province, aiming directly at the west coast. The army of the East Road advanced along the Sigh Mountains and gradually extended the occupied area to the Tixilan Mountains. The middle army gathered the elite and the main force, ready to defeat the living force of Crancia in one fell swoop.

On the rolling field, black and red flags fluttered, and below was the iron-grey ocean. The soldiers with spears and shields walked slowly, approaching the opponent's position step by step.

On the hillside was the Crancia army stationed there, and the banners with gold patterns on a white background fluttered in the wind. The stars and ears of wheat on the banner were clear and clean under the sunlight.

"Raise your shields and fortify your defenses. Our task is to hold the ground until reinforcements arrive."

A man in a gold-trimmed trench coat on a white background patrolled the front and kept shouting. Judging from his age, it seems that he is only in his 20s, very young, but his strength is at the level of Sequence 6. In the current era, it can be said that he is a rare powerhouse.

This young man with glasses and elegant temperament is holding a gorgeous silver shield and a long sword at the moment, commanding the battle. He is the first batch of graduates sent to Emenas by Crancia, and now he is serving in the regiment of this legion. long.

Although he is an angel sequence, it does not mean that he is not good at military affairs. In fact, he is a rare military commander in the younger generation of Crancia, and such a reputation is naturally earned in battles.

However, he is not proud of it, because many times he is in command of defensive battles, and it is difficult to kill many enemies.

The Canghong Empire is here.

In the field of vision of the telescope, the shields are arranged in a row on the hillside like silver waves, which has a neat beauty.

"The Knights of the White Shield led by Albert, are they really old friends?"

A young man wearing a black and red aristocratic trench coat put down his binoculars and talked to the general beside him.

"Lord Panside, the garrison led by Albert is guarding. I'm afraid it will take a lot of time to capture this time." A general on horseback responded, wearing a black cloak and riding a burgundy cloak. The military horse is dressed in imperial-style metal armor.

"Well, it will be a little more troublesome, but it's just a little troublesome. I won't let this guy go this time. At least I have to let him be short of arms and legs to make me feel at ease."

Panside recalled that at the end of last year, in the retreat battle at the Apocalypse Fortress, the legion he led met this Albert, but the other side blocked him for a long time, so that he did not get any achievements in that battle.

This incident made Panside lose a lot of face in the aristocratic circle, and it also made him brooding. Now that it is rare to encounter this guy again, it is natural to take revenge.

"Let the returning mages drag the magic crystal cannon out. This time it's their turn to play a role."

"Yes, my lord!" The messenger on the side replied standing at attention, and then rode to the rear.

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At the same time, outside the Tissilan Mountains.

In the complex and ever-changing forest, scouts in black costumes were walking through it quickly. They were instructed to investigate the surrounding information and prepare for the advance of the army in the rear.

Compared with ordinary scouts, these scouts are from the elite corps 'Poison Bee Sharp Blades' commanded by Earl Heisong, and each of them is above Sequence 4.

It was Earl Heisong of the Canghong Empire who commanded the army in the rear. He sent this elite private army under his command to inquire about the surrounding information.

A few months ago, when the army of the Canghong Empire crossed the hills on the border, this scout corps played a huge role, leading the army of the empire to see through the several ambushes and obstacles of Crancia, so that the Canghong Empire would not suffer from intelligence losses.

Now facing the complex geographical environment near the Sigh Mountains, the Duke of Red Dragon also ordered Earl Heisong to lead the army of the East Road, and let him use the strengths of this private army.

"Report, sir, the exploration of the area of ​​nearly 10 miles ahead has been completed, and it is safe to march."

Among the army slowly advancing in the forest, Earl Heisong stopped his horse for a while and listened to the report of a scout under him.

"Very well, this time we must capture the Tissilan Mountains. It is said that many armaments in Crancia are built by hidden factories in the mountains. If they are occupied, it will be a great achievement and glory."

After the earl finished his instructions, he swung the reins, and the warhorse under him let out a long cry, and then hurried forward.

The oncoming Lin Feng was fresh and comfortable, and the black cloak behind him also fluttered. The count had already begun to imagine the beautiful scene of his triumphant return.

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Fengxiao Province, the central battlefield.

Thousands of flags and spears pierced into the sky, artillery fire and weapons clashed everywhere, and the city walls made of steel and flesh were stacked on top of each other, advancing like an endless tide.

In the sky, the figure of the giant dragon danced and spun, blocking the sun from time to time, allowing the flames to spread to the ground along with the shadows.

"Brilliant and holy realm, please manifest at this moment!"

Behind Crancia, priests in white clothes closed their eyes and prayed and chanted, and then a hexagonal light shield that slanted face to face emerged at a low altitude, resisting the flowing fire pouring down from the sky.

Looking at the highest place in the sky, a black and red dragon soared above the dragons.

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Sequence 8: Black Flame Purgatory Dragon (Rare Crystal Grade)

In this changed world, this Sequence 8 dragon has almost become an unmatched beast of war, bullying the sky wantonly.

In the offensive and defensive battle of Apocalypse Fortress, it was also because of the existence of this giant dragon that the Bakong Liejialong of the Young Moon Council was finally defeated by the Bloodwing Red Dragon Knights.

Are we going to repeat the same mistakes this time?

For the time being, Ignoring the concerns of the commanders in the rear, on the battlefield on the ground, the military formations of the two sides were intertwined, shields and spears were constantly colliding, and the warriors with black and red feathers and the warriors with platinum flags tore each other, and there was blood splashing everywhere. Unwilling roars and shouts.

On this dense front, the armies of the two sides collided like a tide, there was no gap, no room for maneuvering, no room for tactics, and the only thing left was to fight and kill.

Every time the spear moves forward, it is bound to pierce through the body of the enemy, and every time the sword pierces, it is bound to take away a life, and the hot blood is mixed with dust and rolled into the soil. Individual lives seem extremely fragile and insignificant at this moment, ruthlessly crushed by the wheels of war.

With the flying of those red dragons, the sky was gradually covered with dark red lead clouds, and the scorching flames poured down, turning the soldiers in the front line below into burning black carbon.

Seeing the enemies coming from all directions like an endless black tide, the hearts of the Crancia soldiers also sank step by step.

How many enemies have to be killed, and how long will it take to end this black and red nightmare.

A soldier pulled out the dagger on the enemy's body, and the sticky blood flowed down the hilt into the palm of his hand. The rich smell of blood gradually filled everything he felt, making him suffocated and desperate.

Although I have received strict training and have experience in the battlefield, I watched the familiar figures fall one by one, the people around me became less and less, the arms became weaker, and the mind became more and more dizzy. , he also gradually sensed the arrival of the limit.

But there is still no end to all this in front of him. After killing an enemy, another enemy rushed forward.

Different from the Frost Alliance, the army of the Canghong Empire has a high will to fight. You can say that this is a kind of ignorant fanaticism and ignorant madness. But it is undeniable that it does allow the army to maintain a higher combat effectiveness.

They do not consider themselves to be the evil side. In the cultural tradition of the empire, conquering the other side and defeating the enemy is a kind of honor and pride. The capture of the Seven Kingdoms of Xuehua and the realization of the empire's dream of unifying the continent is an incomparably great and sacred cause, and even hundreds of years later, it can proudly tell future generations.

To expand the territory, to be named a marquis, is the dream of countless men of the empire, and now this dream has been ignited by the emperor, burning like a flame.

"War, blood, this crown of thorns, you will put on yourselves! If you want to prove your bloodline and glory, go ahead, behead your enemy, take your enemy's flag, and enjoy life as you please. A feast!"

A nobleman in a dark red trench coat stood tall on the hillside, swinging his sword and roaring. A warrior in full armor marches on the ground shrouded in war.

The flag on the ground with starlight on a white background was gradually stained with blood, trampled on, and covered with dust.