Booker Mir directly commanded an army of 90,000 to launch an attack on the main city of Kingdom of Daxia.
The vast human army that could not be seen at a glance was so vast that every step made the earth tremble a little. It was so powerful that the shouts of killing seemed to be able to overthrow the entire city.
Booker Mir and Del Fogg both had their own little ideas. They did not let their own armies take the lead. Instead, they controlled Falmaus' 40,000 army, which was bewitched by Del Fogg's use of [Master of Oratory], to act as the main force in the siege.
In the minds of Booker Mir and Del Fogg, Kingdom of Falmes's 40,000-strong army was the cannon fodder they used to consume the main city's effective fighting capacity.
After all, in Booker Mill's heart, these 40,000 troops are just soldiers from other countries. If they die, they will die, and there will be no loss to him. They will not be used when they should be used. Is it possible that he has to wait for him to succeed in his rebellion and give Kingdom of Falmes to send them back.
As for whether he will be held accountable by Kingdom of Falmes afterwards, haha, when he becomes the king of Kingdom of Daxia, do you think he will still be afraid of Kingdom of Falmes?
Ridiculous.
Looking at the 40,000-strong army attacking the city, Cassius Mir knew it was time.
With a wave of his hand, the city gate slowly opened, and what emerged from the gate were elite troops wearing white armor, totaling thirty thousand in number.
Seeing this scene, Booker Mill couldn't help laughing.
"Hahahaha, hahahaha, indeed there are only 30,000 troops, but you still dare to open the city gate. Father, that's not right, old man, you will definitely lose."
At this time, Booker Mill only felt that the overall situation was decided. With a small army of only 30,000, he had an army of 90,000! I'm afraid his father's army couldn't even defeat Kingdom of Falmes's 40,000 army!
Looking at his second son who was still arrogant at this time, Cassius couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
"Laugh, keep laughing, you won't be able to laugh anymore."
Cassius Mir certainly would not put all his 150,000 troops in the main city. Before his rebellious son came to the future, he had the remaining 120,000 troops divided into three groups and ambushed in three directions outside the main city, in order to wipe out this good-for-nothing son and his rebels.
"Kill them all! Kill them all! Let me show that bad old man how powerful I am."
Now Booker Mill has gone completely crazy. He must make his father, the king, regret it. The throne is his, and his good-for-nothing brother is not worthy of it.
Seeing this scene, Cassius Mir directly ordered to fight.
Immediately, the 30,000-strong army in the main city rushed directly towards the 40,000-strong army of Kingdom of Falmes.
"Kill----"
The 30,000-strong army shouted to kill.
The armies of both sides fought directly together.
Wherever the army went, it was destroyed and the ground was covered with blood.
"Ari, so disgusting!"
Looking at the scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, Gamer felt a wave of nausea in Mo Li's mind.
"Is it disgusting? But this is war!"
"War is not pretty, that's the reality!"
"In this world where the jungle prevails, all I can do is protect the people I can protect. As for others, even I can't do anything."
"The strong make the rules, and the weak follow the rules. That's why I am so eager for power, in order to become the strong one who makes the rules."
Looking at the battlefield like a meat grinder below, a complicated look flashed in Mo Li's eyes.
I'm afraid, in Morax's inherited memory, Mo Li has seen scenes more cruel than these.
As for mercy, people are dying in this world all the time. If Mo Li saves these weak people out of mercy, then even if Mo Li is exhausted to death, he will not be able to save them all.
"Gamer, can you collect souls?"
Mo Li asked Gamer, who was still vomiting in his mind, Mo Li didn't care how many people died, Mo Li only cared about his own goal. After the goal was accomplished, he didn't mind giving some favors to these people.
Before leaving Tempest, Mo Li asked Gamer whether he needed to personally take care of these 100,000 human soul sacrifices. After all, in the original work, when the demon kings awakened, they all prepared sacrifices for themselves.
But Gamer skipped this process and talked to him directly.
As long as they are human souls full of resentment and obsession, it doesn't matter whether they were killed by themselves or not.
In this world, how many people can die without any regrets? Even those nobles who die of old age are probably full of obsessions in their hearts!
"Okay, but Ari, I don't think the current number of people can allow us to collect 100,000 human souls!"
At this time, Gamer asked slightly worriedly. Now it is obvious that the king named Cassius has the upper hand!
Your 30,000-strong army may not even be able to defeat Kingdom of Falmes's 40,000-strong reinforcements, let alone their 50,000-strong army that hasn't moved yet!
If she keeps fighting like this, she will be able to collect thirty to forty thousand, forty to fifty thousand souls, which is still far from one hundred thousand?
"You underestimate this king. He has more than just these 30,000 troops. In my perception, his army is not less than 100,000!"
Mo Li shook his head and sighed.
In his perception, in addition to this direction of the royal capital, there are no less than 40,000 troops ambushing in the other three directions. Now Booker Mill is almost finished. If he does not fight to the death with the 40,000 Kingdom of Falmes army, he can definitely escape by focusing on any of the other three directions.
But now there is no chance. A mere 50,000 troops want to break through the encirclement surrounded by hundreds of thousands of troops. Unless those 50,000 troops are not afraid of death, but the combined army composed of countless border nobles is not afraid of death, haha, he will not even have a final retreat.
"One hundred thousand? Where is it? Ari, you are not fooling me, are you!"
At this time, Gamer was a little confused, didn't Hundred Thousand Army, Cassius only have an army of 30,000? Where did the 100,000 come from?
"The number of casualties caused by this war will not be less than 100,000."
Mo Li said calmly.
Cassius Mir will not let go of the 50,000 rebels. Booker Mir may surrender to the odd number. The reincarnated man next to him will not.
When Booker Mill first arrived with his army, Mo Li saw the squinting guy next to Booker Mill.
If Mo Li guessed correctly, that person is the reincarnation of Booker Mill who supported Second Prince in the intelligence.
"Forget it, I don't understand anyway, I'd better collect the souls first. Is it okay to collect a little first?"
Gamer stopped wasting her few brain cells and began to quietly collect souls.
I saw a blue template appearing in front of Mo Li's eyes.
What is shown above is exactly the number of souls collected.
[Number of souls collected: 1, 2, 3, 4...]
PS: Today's first update is here. The kitten is here to ask for free gifts.
Okay, let's start collecting souls, which will only last two or three chapters at most.
The kitten's data plummeted again today, and the kitten was about to cry. If this continues, the kitten will really eat tree bark.
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