Chapter 319 Battle of Okagra (I)

However, the kingdom's army was not to be outdone.

The wyverns roared in the air, and the hobgoblins and ogres roared wildly. For a moment, the sound shook the sky, and the entire snowfield seemed to be boiling.

"For the Burning Kingdom!"

"For the Burning King!"

"I will tear you all apart!"

"Conquer the North! For the blueprint of the great red dragon!"

Such war cries continued and echoed in the wilderness.

The alliance tried its best. A total of 90,000 elite human troops from the northern countries, more than 5,000 starfallers, and thousands of extraordinary beings from all over Erezega gathered here.

The alliance announced to the outside world that they had gathered 500,000 troops and were determined to destroy the evil force of the Burning Kingdom.

They occupied the south bank of the river, and built various fortifications and trenches. Their defense line even stretched for more than ten miles.

The kingdom also gave them enough face, and finally paid attention to it, and transferred the main military forces of the country here. There were nearly 60,000 dragon vein soldiers, kingdom extraordinary people, and elite starfallers, occupying the north bank of the river like a mottled torrent.

Although they may be slightly inferior in number, their momentum is better than the other side. You must know that those steel cannons and spears are not for show.

The two armies faced each other across the river, with a total of more than 100,000 troops occupying this snowy plain, like two mighty torrents about to collide with each other, setting off unimaginable storms.

Even the Oluer River and the Inaki River, which are called "the river of origin" and "the river of giants" and have a width of tens of meters, are like canals between two behemoths, and they appear unprecedentedly narrow in this upcoming war.

In the thousand-year history of the North, there has never been a war of this scale.

You know, according to scholars' estimates, the serfs, who can only be called "gray livestock", have a population of only 4-6 million in the entire United Kingdom of the North, and this is when the destroyed Rackman Principality is included.

If the original Rackman Principality is excluded, and the recent large-scale population loss to North Wind Castle is taken into account, the number will be even lower.

A feudal country like the North is completely incomparable to the kingdom. They have already done their best to pull out these 90,000 people and exhausted all their war potential.

In order to maintain the rule of the family, the nobles of the North almost bet everything on the gambling table of war. They starved and beat tens of thousands of humans to death in the process of mobilizing troops and collecting food.

Social contradictions in the entire North have reached an unprecedented extreme, and the oppression of serfs by the nobles has also reached its peak. It is no wonder that the "Spark" movement can develop so rapidly in various places.

In contrast, the basic production of the Burning Kingdom was not greatly affected. All places were still operating in an orderly manner. People only felt that war could bring a large number of orders and allow them to earn more gold coins, but they would just work harder.

Even the "Seven Kingdoms War" that was famous in history and made the North nominally unified, claimed that there were millions of people participating in the war, but in fact it was only on the scale of 100,000 people, and the troops sent by the participating families generally did not exceed 10,000.

This was a war that Anzeta had never had before, and it was also a war that determined the final fate of this land.

The magnificent music on the north bank continued, and the half-goats played hard. The magical power attached to the melody made the monsters more excited and issued passionate war roars.

Above the alliance army on the south bank, the singing angels from Mount Heaven plucked the harp and chanted glorious and holy songs, soothing the nervous hearts of the alliance.

With the sound of the high horn, the archers of the alliance bent their bows and shot dense arrows at the opposite bank.

However, the ogre giant shield soldiers and armored ground dragon beasts were at the forefront, blocking most of the arrows, and the giant shields and armor were also covered with dense arrows.

"Hey ha, hey ha!"

Facing the continuous rain of arrows, the ogres carried the giant wooden bridge on the back of the ground dragon beast on their shoulders and struggled to erect it.

They directly pushed the logs forward to form a bridge across the river and connecting the two sides.

"Boom!"

A huge sound sounded, and the ground seemed to be shaking.

Another kingdom bear druid raised his staff, and a faint green aura lit up. Roots grew at both ends of the giant tree, rooted in the ground on both sides of the river, and firmly fixed on the river surface.

The trunk also became wider and flatter, forming a real bridge.

In the process, the alliance army just kept shooting arrows and did not easily step forward to stop them.

They did not know the tactics of the kingdom yet, and there was no way to stop this method. When the kingdom's army crossed the river and charged, it was their best opportunity to attack.

Grand Duke Leo looked at the army on the other side with a serious expression, without much passion, and just ordered lightly:

"Let those undead go first and test their footing."

After the serfs were mass-incited, the players absorbed by the Principality of Bosk became the new cannon fodder candidates, and Duke Leo was particularly "enlightened" to accept these unknown people.

"Their army is stronger."

"You can never speculate about the Kingdom of Burning Ashes with common sense."

Tlishka next to him was worried: "Yes, Duke, this is the most terrifying place in the Kingdom of Burning Ashes."

"For thousands of years, our North has remained almost unchanged and maintained a stable order, but the kingdom is different. This monster has been constantly absorbing the vitality of the surroundings. In just a few years, it has grown into such a behemoth. According to the words of those scholars in the South... they are constantly evolving."

Grand Duke Leo said in a deep voice: "They have no chance to continue, because we will win this war."

"Pass the order down, let the undead go to the front line to attract the opponent's firepower."

"Yes, sir."

The herald quickly jumped on the horse, raised the battle flag, and passed the order to the entire army.

However, it is a 100,000-scale army after all. Even the battle-hardened Grand Duke Leo has never commanded a war of this scale.

...

"This is the war in the world of swords and magic that I want."

"This is the romance of the battlefield."

Looking at the monster army in the distance, the player nicknamed [Teutonic Knight] wore plate armor and polished the silver sword in his hand.

Facing the terrible army of the Burning Kingdom, there was no fear on his face, but he was excited.

Teutonic Knight is an experience-oriented player. He entered "Erezaigai" to experience the war in the fantasy world. Therefore, he did not choose the North Wind Castle recommended by many strategy parties as the birth point, but chose the Stratford Castle, which is more in line with his medieval style.

Now, he is already the leader of the players in the Alliance camp, and even let Grand Duke Leo personally confer the noble status of honorary knight with a sword.

"Great, the Duke sent us to the front line."

"Everyone, fight with the Kingdom guys!"

"Cut off the head of the red dragon and follow me!"

The Teutonic Knight turned over and mounted his horse, raised the silver sword in his hand, and excitedly pointed it at the legion on the opposite bank.

That's it, fighting with players from the enemy camp, this is the war I want! It's really exciting!

Under the leadership of the Teutonic Knight, 5,000 Alliance players rushed to the battlefield one after another, becoming a tool for the two sides of the war to test each other.