C1962 West Border
C1962 West Border
The knights of the Human Clan were ready to fight. Three giant dragons were circling in the air. The furious and barbaric orc army was also very quiet.
Standing on the city wall, they were peeking at the west. The dense waves of undead were moving slowly. They covered the sky and covered the sun. There were terrifying bone dragons, Lichs, nightmare knights, zombies and endless skeletons. They formed an endless tide of undead.
Undead Calamity!
It was an existence that made countless races and nations tremble in fear. Every time the undead erupted, it would devour one race after another. It was not only spread in a single world, but also the nightmare of many races.
The Third Legion of the Celtic Empire, known as the trump card, took over the western border defense three days ago. It was a mixed legion composed of the lowest rank 5 warriors and mages. The total number of people was 1.3 million. They were only members of the regular army, excluding the number of people participating in the investigation, logistics, and supplies.
This war had been going on for more than a hundred years. The last living beings on this continent had all gathered near the capital of the Celtic Empire. Ninety percent of the land had already been occupied by the undead, demons, void monsters, and so on.
The weaker races had long been destroyed. The remaining races were all the strongest warriors, mages, archers, and assassins.
The barrier between the races of the past had gradually been destroyed along with the destruction of the world. It was no longer important.
The commander of the Third Legion of the Celtic Empire, Owen, was a Ninth Stage Saint-level swordsman. He came from one of the four Dukes of the empire, the Duke of Tulip family. He was a 370-year-old commander.
The youngest commander of the empire had ruled the Third Legion for 120 years. This war had lasted for more than 100 years. He was definitely a witness. From the initial recruits of the Third Legion to the current regimental commander, he had experienced thousands of wars.
However, he had never felt as uneasy as today. That endless tide of undead would descend upon the city in a day at most. It was impossible to win with just 1.3 million legions.
Her Majesty the Queen's Wang Ling had no supplies, no support, and no replacement.
The third army fought to the last person!
As the commander of the Third Legion, he had long since issued a military order. If the person didn't die, the city wouldn't fall!
He was not afraid of death!
But he was afraid that there was no hope!
Because this was a war without an end, a war without hope, and a war without tomorrow.
One hundred and twenty years, who knew how many soldiers of the Third Legion had changed. Those who had fought together in the past had all died in battle.
Sky City, the last stronghold of the empire, had gathered all the experts and resources of the empire. Master Mei Lin, the guardian of the empire known as the god of magic, was in charge.
The legendary mage of the empire helped King Arthur build a huge magic empire. After thirty thousand years of glory, it was going to be the end of the world.
Apart from Master Mei Lin, the thirteen mages of the emperor had all died. Thirty-nine demigods had also died. The strongest person who controlled the Undead Disaster in the western border was said to be an existence that surpassed the level of a god. He was at least at the twelfth level.
"Commander Owen, Vanessa... Mei Lin has come to help on the orders of our king."
A giant ice dragon floated in the sky. A valiant woman appeared on its back. She descended from the sky to the city wall of the Western Region. She wore a blue legendary magic robe and held a two-meter long magic staff in her hand. She was the deputy commander of the court mage division of the empire, one of Her Majesty's guards, Vanessa Mei Lin.
The descendant of the mage god, Mei Lin, was a Tenth Order demigod mage.
"Wang Ling!"
"Miss Vanessa, please don't joke around. His Majesty will never announce Wang Ling like this."
"The order I received was no supplies, no reinforcements, no replacement. I had to fight to the death."
"Please go back! The war has reached its most brutal time. Don't let Master Mei Lin be distracted by you, because you are not trying to share the burden in the empire. You are trying to block the way for the empire."
"Miss Vanessa, if you still refuse to leave, I will punish you with the highest law during the war."
Commander Owen's expression was cold and serious. He would not give Vanessa any conditions to negotiate. This was the only descendant of Master Mei Lin, the last demigod mage in the empire.
"Commander Owen, I'm definitely going to participate in this war. You can't stop me. " And you need my help. "
"As a Demigod Mage, you should know what I'm capable of. I'm not as weak as you think."
"Because I'm not only a Demigod Mage, but also a Saint Knight at the peak of the Ninth Stage realm."
"You and I should both know that if the western border is breached, I'll only be able to stay by His Majesty's side for a few more days. I'll do my best on the battlefield."
"I, Vanessa, will do my best. Mei Lin would rather die than wait for his death in despair. "
"Commander Owen, please give me a chance."
Vanessa said. Mei Lin crossed his right fist and knelt on one knee. He bowed to Commander Owen, but his eyes were fixed on the distant west, full of determination and determination.
"Reporting to Commander!"
"One thousand five hundred and fifty kilometers to the northwest, the Nightmare Knights have already begun their charge."
"There are 18,000 of them, ranging from the sixth to the eighth rank of the cultivation!"
"Estimated time to contact the 17th unit in an hour."
A rescue knight descended from the sky. Without paying any attention to his bow, he passed down the general's order.
"Pass on my order! The seventeenth unit is to retreat!"
"Order the 25th unit of Orc Wolf Cavalry to charge!"
"Order the 27th unit, Gryphon Riders, to provide air support!"
"Order the 9th unit of Centaur Hunter to charge!"
"Vanessa, order you to lead the mage division and monitor the movements of the army immediately."
Commander Owen stared at the northwest and immediately gave the order. The soldiers in charge of passing down orders passed down one after another. They looked at Vanessa one last time before walking down the city wall.
"Yes, Commander!" Vanessa had received Owen's permission and joined the front lines of the tense war. She had no time to organize her internal affairs, because this was a battle of life and death.
To the east of the western border, on a plain about three hundred kilometers away, a black-haired young man with black eyes was walking. In front of him was a picture of Owen and Vanessa walking on the western border.
"F * ck! Old Man, Commander Owen, isn't that the three thousand surviving veterans of the Order Legion? "There's also Vanessa. She's one of your disciples. How many people did you send in? "
"The spicy system. The three thousand Order Veteran should be reborn here. I owe them a promise, and now I should return them a bright future."
"Old Man, who do you think you are? Don't tell me you still need Lord of Order?"
"Of course, you are the last monarch of order," Old Man said. "Does that fit my identity?" Old Man asked. After all, I have countless legends on this continent."
"What!? Old Man, you still have legends. Let me take a look at them. The one and only savior of light, the creator of the Sword in the Stone, husband of the great queen, the Holy King of the Celtic Empire, the only light of darkness. The founder of the magic civilization. The most handsome Dharma in history. God! Old Man, can you still be proud of yourself? "
"Chick system, how can you say that? "What do you mean by shameless? Do you know what it means to be wise and mighty?"
... ""
Gu Huang and the System strolled on the plains. In the end, the System was completely speechless. Gu Huang's shamelessness had completely refreshed its worldview.
- The content came from [Micoo Reading].