Black Dragon Code

1741.12.9, the eve before Black Wing declared war on the Empire on which the sun never sets.

Al Sara has never had such a night. In the quiet and hazy darkness, the huge black wing army is solemn and formidable, setting up formations at twelve strategic teleportation points in Al Sara.

Soldiers are everywhere on the ground. From the Tatalis Mountains in the Kingdom of Aiyo to the ancient battlefield of Monet near the Kingdom of Eb, you can see the figures ready to go. Occasionally, the silhouettes of one or two giant radiation dragons pass by in the sky, and there are large numbers of soldiers. The barghest is about to move, and behind them is a troop of spellcasters wrapped in black robes, waiting together for the attack signal from the lord of the royal court, McNee Darkblade.

The barghests crowded in the narrow area roared and bared their teeth. The boom suspended in the air swayed and dropped bottles and cans. The iron chains creaked and creaked. Crush and swallow the glass bottle together.

It was the fourth-generation rage potion produced by the research laboratory. It could keep soldiers in a state of excitement in battle, and at the same time resist the influence of the spirit to the greatest extent. The side effect was to desensitize all senses including touch and taste, but for black Perception insensitivity may not be such a bad thing for the army of the Wing.

The orc warlord shuttled back and forth among the chaotic barghouls, beating the war drum to make a roaring sound, and announced loudly: "Formation, waiting for orders! Formation, waiting for orders!"

McNee knew that the empire had not yet fully grasped the current situation in the central region, and he would play the dual roles of pathfinder and attacker, which was a complex and dangerous operation.

Looking down from the tower, the dwarf could only see the barghests bumping into each other in the dark night, forming an uncomfortably dense crowd.

"I hope to survive more."

McNee sighed inwardly, his eyes became firm, and when everything was ready, he issued a formal order, "The operation begins, the whole army sets out."

Troops of flying dragons, dog demons, orc warlords, and spellcasters began to enter the teleportation point in batches. McNee didn't foolishly put all his troops in one area. He spent two hours studying the map with the warlords, and finally decided to attack the central part near the north. Villages, towns, mountains, and valleys attacked simultaneously.

Trying to do it overnight will most likely lead to tragedy. After thinking about it, the newly joined lord of the royal court decided to gain a firm foothold in the central area first. After occupying four to six temporary stations that can build large teleportation points, let the black wing army retreat and When the support can be guaranteed, then launch an attack on Nisdu and Kehor to complete the task assigned to him by the Black Emperor.

Tonight will definitely be longer than imagined.

...

La Rose is very quiet on a cold winter night,

The village lay undisturbed in the arc of the journey from Minn to the North, and to men it was merely a place to pass from somewhere to something, and its only distinguishing feature was a tower, that It is a product of the northward migration of humans in the second era. It has collapsed many times over the past thousand years and has been rebuilt several times by local villagers. It is still well preserved.

In this cold night, the tower was very cold, and the huge stones on the wall were seeping water because of the humidity. It was just after eight o'clock in the evening, and the brazier on the tower was burning. The grassy yellow mud road stretched out, and the doors and windows of the shacks and wooden houses in the village were closed tightly, and there was no sound at all.

Larose is very quiet, as quiet as a deserted and deserted village, but this kind of quietness is unreal, because in this small village, thousands of hearts are beating slowly.

There were sentries at every corner, huddled in protective cloaks, in towers and forts, at barricades of entrances and exits, in the hollows of hills and mines, and in the swamps of fields and high villages. in the outpost.

Although Larose Village has a leisurely and idyllic appearance, it is actually a military garrison. There are more than 500 villagers inside and outside the village, but the number of soldiers is more than three times that of the villagers. They are the Iron Cross from the riverland Army, the main force of the Kingdom of Balia.

There is far more than one village like Larose. After the great empire on which the sun never sets conquered the central region, the countries in the river soon followed. While dividing up the benefits of the trading city-state, they also dispatched The garrisons jointly built a long barrier across the east and west to prevent the attack from the north at any time.

"It's so quiet."

The winter was coming, and the snow was swept across the sky by the new wind, circling and whimpering around the house, Tenny Pig raised his head from the table full of information, listened attentively, and then sighed.

"If there hadn't been a war, I'd have just finished my drink, lying on the warm chests of those long-legged Highland women."

The adjutant sat down opposite. They had a good relationship, so they were not at all restrained. "Speaking of which, what does the war between the Yankees and the sun never set have anything to do with us? Why did the Baboon King have to get involved?"

"The king did nothing wrong in this matter, Hogar, you don't understand."

The Supreme Commander of the Iron Crusade took a sip of tea and said: "Unlike previous wars, once this battle starts, no one in Elradia can stay out of it. Rather than being forced to get involved in the dispute at the end, it is better to end the battle early." Be prepared to influence the balance of victory as much as possible."

"But we are not weights on the balance, we are..."

The adjutant thought for a while, but couldn't find a suitable adjective, so he changed the phrase: "Tanney, have you ever played a card game in the north? When two players play a game, they will constantly use low-cost followers to consume the opponent's cards and blood. Quantity, until the winning ticket is in hand, then use the most powerful card to make a final decision. In this war, we are low-cost followers."

"Just say that in the eyes of Sun Never Sets and Black Wing, we are cannon fodder." Tenney actually smiled, "Do you need to describe such a long paragraph, you... don't think that everyone doesn't know this What's the matter?"

"Now that you know, can you still laugh?" Hogar was taken aback by his unexplained smile.

Tenny Pig was silent for a while, put away his smile, and said: "My father has told the legendary story of the Pig family countless times: at the end of the second era, humans and orcs fought against each other. A celestial clan with wings appeared, and my ancestors responded to the call of the celestial clan to join the army and fight for mankind. The ancestors became knights in this war, fell in love with a beautiful lady, and gave birth to this great family."

"I didn't know part of the facts of history until later. My ancestors did join the army, but they were not knights, but knights who led the horses. He never participated in any wars. The so-called beautiful lady was just a soldier. harlot."

"This glorious family has never had enough to eat, and my father's generation is even more impoverished, with no wealth or status. During the Baka conflict seventy years ago, I watched my mother being captured by Kashan soldiers Go, I haven't seen her since."

"I laugh, there is no particular reason, just because I want to do great things, and I want the surname Pigg to truly have glory. Some people are born with restless blood in their bones, and they are desperate for fame and power, even if they sacrifice their lives... ..."

Tenney frowned, and laughed again, as if mocking himself: "Even if it is cannon fodder, as long as we hold the sword, everything has a chance."

Hogar sat and listened silently, not knowing what to say, and could only stare at the charcoal brazier in a daze.

After a moment of silence, Tenney stood up and patted the adjutant on the shoulder, "Let's go, accompany me to go outside, it's very cold tonight, I hope the guys in the sentry will not be lazy."