The results of the battle shocked the entire Emerald Sea. Chiefs and priests from various tribes gathered together to discuss the threat from the Grand Corridor. Whether it was gunboats, firepower nets or Phalanx formations, they were all new things they had never seen before, even the most knowledgeable ones.
I've only heard of werewolves.
In this case, the discussion naturally yielded no results, and most of the meeting was spent cursing and roaring. Many chiefs and high priests gathered together, and it often took ten days and a half to come up with a result from the discussion.
This is also the rhythm that the werewolves of the tribe are accustomed to.
The tribe is accustomed to dividing the year into two stages, sowing and harvesting, and hunting and resting. No matter what the name is, the essence can be distinguished by having food and not having food. Tribal werewolves are also accustomed to doing two things a year, one for each season.
pieces.
However, before the chiefs and priests could turn their shock into anger and fully vent their anger, Eskar, the Earl of Garter who had been labeled as a wolf traitor, had already shown decisiveness that was completely different from the traditional one and led an army to sweep across the Emerald City.
There are more than ten werewolf tribes outside the sea, and the number is still increasing at the rate of two to three tribes every day.
The earl-level chiefs of two large tribes were jointly killed by Aiska and Xu Jingxuan when they tried to challenge Aiska. Originally, Aiska had outstanding combat power, and his sniper ability was a rare master among the werewolves of Yonglu.
, and Qianye gave him many high-grade weapons, which completely made up for his shortcomings in melee combat, and his combat power rose sharply. Ordinary earl-level experts could not escape death under his hands.
Under such a threat, the chiefs and priests had no choice but to put aside their traditions, reached an agreement at unprecedented speed, and assembled an army of more than 200,000 to press towards the Grand Corridor.
Eskar, however, did not dare to rely on his strength. He led his troops to gather up the forward line that had rushed too far forward, and merged with the 50,000 reorganized troops that had just arrived from behind to form an army of nearly 100,000 people. They built fortifications on the spot and stood firm.
confrontation.
When the fortifications and firepower of the human race were combined with the bravery of the werewolves, they suddenly gained astonishing power. The Emerald Sea Werewolves launched several large-scale attacks, except for throwing down tens of thousands of corpses.
An attack did not even reach the front of the defense line, but was driven back by a hail of bullets.
The two sides began to confront each other, and reinforcements arrived one after another. Soon, more than 300,000 troops were gathered on the side of the Emerald Sea, and Eskar's troops were close to 200,000.
As soon as the army gathered on the scene, the chiefs of the Emerald Sea Tribe could not restrain their temper, and a decisive battle broke out.
The huge numerical advantage finally offset the firepower of the large corridor. The Emerald Seawolves rushed to the defense line and entered the familiar hand-to-hand combat. However, the resilience of the combined front line of humans and werewolves still far exceeded the expectations of the Emerald Seawolves. The human warriors who should have collapsed
Because there was no way out, and because of the desperate fight of the werewolf comrades around him, he was also aroused to blood, and began to fight regardless of life and death.
The bloody battle lasted from afternoon to dusk. In the center of the battlefield and in the air, strong men from both sides were also fighting desperately. Because of the participation of Xu Jingxuan and the mercenary generals, the Great Corridor had an advantage in the battle between the strong men, and Eskar was even more determined to die.
With his heart in mind, he was stabbed with more than ten knives and killed two earls and chiefs alone.
As night fell, the exhausted two sides finally sounded the retreat horn. The Emerald Sea Werewolves returned to their starting position, while the Werewolves in the Grand Corridor still stood on the line of defense.
The area between the two armies has been filled with corpses, including human beings, but most of them are werewolves. Nearly a hundred thousand werewolves were turned into corpses during the battle, and tens of thousands more were seriously injured and unable to move. Based on the reality of the werewolf tribe,
Patent medicines were scarce, and herbal medicines were not delivered to the battlefield in time, so they could not receive treatment and could only wait in pain for death.
The outcome of the bloody battle seemed to be evenly matched, but the casualties of the Emerald Sea far exceeded that of the opponent, with nearly 100,000 serious injuries and deaths, making the combat strength comparison between the two sides become 200,000 vs. 150,000. The numerical advantage of the Emerald Sea was no longer as huge as it was at first.
, and the Grand Corridor still has the advantage of fortification.
The chiefs and priests began to quarrel over whether to attack further or wait for reinforcements.
At this moment, the werewolves of the Grand Corridor made a surprising move. They sent teams of warriors to clean the battlefield and transport the wounded back to their own positions, regardless of whether the wounded belonged to the Grand Corridor or the Emerald Sea.
Can these wounded be treated? The chiefs and priests were shocked and soon discovered that the morale of their own soldiers was declining rapidly. The chiefs and priests did not lack wise people, so they immediately decided to take advantage of the night to launch a strong attack. Night belongs to werewolves.
In the world, the human warriors on the Grand Corridor side will be more weakened at night.
That night, the bloody battle broke out again and continued until dawn.
Regardless of the Emerald Sea or the Great Corridor, the scale and cruelty of this bloody battle exceeded the memories of all werewolves. Even in the pioneering days of ancestors that were passed down orally, there had never been such a battle.
From daytime to dawn, more than 300,000 werewolves died on this land, and more than half of the 20,000 human warriors who accompanied the expedition were also killed or injured. There were only 100,000 surviving werewolves on the side of the Emerald Sea, and the Grand Corridor Alliance Army on the opposite side still had
Eighty thousand people can stand. Both sides are exhausted, and even the strong ones are crumbling.
When dawn comes, the morning light gradually illuminates the earth. As the morning light comes, there is also a faint earthquake in the earth. The vibration comes from the direction of the Emerald Sea, clear and rhythmic.
The werewolves in the large corridor stood up one by one, looking into the distance silently. Iska ignored the half-bandaged wounds, pushed away the human medics, and struggled to stand up. He strode through the crowd and walked to the end of the defense line.
In front of him, his eyebrows were knitted together, with deep worries and poorly hidden fears in his eyes.
In the direction of the Emerald Sea, smoke and dust rose up and swept over. A huge creature rushed out of the smoke and dust, like a giant war beast that strayed into the land.
It was a war elephant tens of meters high, covered with armor made of white bones. Countless giant beast tusks and horns were embedded in the bone armor, turning the war elephant into a terrifying mobile fortress.
Behind the war elephant is a mighty army with no end in sight. Countless werewolf warriors are running towards them. Their footsteps shake the earth, but they still cannot cover up the steps of the war elephant that are like ancient war drums.
The werewolves in the Emerald Sea suddenly roared like a landslide and tsunami, and many warriors transformed into werewolf fighting forms on the spot, looking up to the sky and howling.
The ancient war elephant has existed for hundreds of years and has always occupied an important chapter in the history of the werewolves of the Land. This is the first time it has appeared in the past thirty years.
This is the mount of the Bone Duke, and it is also the symbol of the Bone Duke. In the minds of the Emerald Seawolves, the Duke is a symbol of terror and death, irresistible and irresistible. And this memory has lasted for at least three hundred years.
Eskar's mane stood on end, and the fear in his eyes was swept away. He also let out a long roar, spit out bloody spit, and laughed, "I never thought that one day we little people can also
Fight out the Duke of Bones! Even if you die here, it's worth it!"
Xu Jingxuan walked up to him and smiled bitterly, "I don't want to die yet. My youngest son is only one year old, and I want to see him again."
Eskar said: "Sooner or later the cub will go to the battlefield, won't it?"
"Yes, maybe one day in the future, he will die in the hands of the Duke of Bones." Xu Jingxuan said, gradually straightening his chest, and the initial fear disappeared.
He glanced at Eskar and said: "I never thought that one day I would fight side by side with a werewolf."
"I never thought that I would become comrades with my former enemies."
Just when Xu Jingxuan was about to say something, his whole body suddenly trembled, his face instantly turned pale, and several wounds on his body burst due to high muscle tension, and the blood mist dyed the armor red again.
Eskar's reaction was even more intense. The bones in his body were rattling, as if he was carrying a heavy mountain. It was extremely difficult to straighten his body. He reluctantly still tried to raise his head. Even though his body was broken into pieces, he could not stand up again.
I don't want to face the mountain in front of me in a crawling position.
The sky became dark, as if it was about to return to night. An irresistible pressure quietly enveloped the entire place. The werewolves of the Emerald Sea knelt on the ground, loudly praising the name of the Duke of Bones. Most of the werewolves on the side of the large corridor also knelt.
Next, fear gripped them tightly, and even they themselves did not know whether the murmurs in their mouths were curses or begging for forgiveness.
Hundreds of years of accumulated prestige and irresistible power in the field of terror suppressed the entire scene in an instant, causing the previous bloody battle between Eskar and the Great Corridor Werewolf to be wiped out in an instant.
This is the king of the Emerald Sea for hundreds of years, the Duke of Bones. His existence makes all the werewolf resistance meaningless. Generations of werewolves who have been driven into the great corridor can only rush towards Zheng Guo and use simple wood to
and iron pieces, smashed into pieces on the human race's steel fortress, and did not dare to turn back and fight towards the Emerald Sea.
However, at this moment, a dazzling ray of morning light suddenly broke through the darkness of the sky, and a huge warship seemed to jump out of the void and fly towards the battlefield.
In the eyes of the werewolves and human warriors, this huge battleship that had never been seen before was burning with light and fire. It cut through the domain of the Duke of Bones with incredible grace and came to dominate the battlefield.
This is the real King's Landing. Compared with this hundreds of meters floating warship, the Bone War Elephant looks like a big toy. Those sharp tusks and giant thorns cannot threaten the warship in the air at all, and it
Those seemingly ferocious bone armors can hardly withstand the bombardment of battleship main guns.
The real strong men on both sides have seen that the light and fire surrounding the battleship are just illusions. They are the fierce collision and friction between the forces of both sides when the Duke of Bones' domain is torn apart. It is impossible for a fight in such a large-scale domain not to be fierce, but look at it.
It looked like a battleship tearing apart the Duke of Bones' territory with ease.
Regardless of whether it is easy or difficult, at least in the domain battle, the Duke of Bones has already lost one game first.
Seeing the vague yet familiar figure on the bow of the battleship, the warriors in the Grand Corridor burst into cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami. Many werewolves got rid of their previous extreme fear and fell to the ground shouting 'my king'.
Qianye stood on the bow of the battleship, overlooking the battlefield below. From his angle, he could see a three-story bone palace built on the back of the giant white bone elephant. The style was gorgeous, but the color was too bleak, and from the inside
There is an air of decay and decay outside.
The door to the top floor of the palace opened, and the Duke of Bones walked to the terrace and looked up at the battleships in the sky. Although a beast bone mask covered most of his face, hatred, anger and suspicion could still be seen in his eyes.
The hoarse and strange voice of Duke Bones sounded, like ocean waves, waves spreading throughout the battlefield: "How can you, an ignorant young man, with your little ability, dare to come to the Emerald Sea to provoke? There is exactly one missing on the totem pole of my altar.