Faith and Glory
Another fifteen days have passed.
Day 39 of the game's Open Beta.
The Rhine River Campaign broke out.
The Steel Duchy boasts a splendid lineup, personally commanded by Grand Marshal Kelnote. All four Legion Commander are Epic-Class experts of Commoners origin, possessing not only extraordinary strength but also a fighting spirit far exceeding that of some Nobles.
They were all soldiers who rose through the ranks based on their abilities and military achievements.
Goethe Nassis gave them a chance!
The four Legion Commander chose to either carry on with Glory... or give their lives to Goethe.
King Nadrick Black Rock of the Blackrock Duchy cleared away all obstacles, and all the Nobles within the entire Duchy submitted to him. He finally rightfully donned the crown!
Instead of handing over command to outsiders, he entrusted all military power to the Tyrannosaur, who had been stationed on the border for a long time, and sent the Royal Family swordsmanship teacher, the ' Sword Saint ' Battiste, to fight alongside the army.
Just one day.
Both sides lost two Vanguard each, and more than 13,000 corpses drifted south along the river, eventually joining the Rainbow River before flowing eastward into the sea.
That day came.
At the cost of ' Sword Saint ' Badeste losing his right arm, the Blackrock Duchy slew two legion Legion Commander of the Steel Duchy and successfully seized control of the Rhine Bridge.
Player from both sides did not participate in the battle.
The Duchy forbade them to participate in the war.
On this narrow Rhine Bridge, the Chosen Ones combat power was rather low, were not worthy of participating, and even other slightly weaker Legion did not have the opportunity to participate.
The Legion participating in the battle are all highly skilled Intermediate-Class Professional, possessing formidable combat power!
Player on the Gods Forum are discussing this extensively.
They didn't participate in the battle, but many people followed them there, and some Streamer even broadcast the event live.
A total of two Legendary and thirteen Epic-Class NPCs appeared on the battlefield.
The ferocity of the battle far exceeded the Player ' expectations.
The Rhine River was completely stained red, blood soaked the bridge surface, and severed limbs were everywhere. It wasn't war; it was more like hell...
The Warrior could only charge forward, stepping over the bodies of their fallen comrades; they couldn't make any unnecessary movements...
forward.
forward.
Keep moving forward!
Wherever the banners point, wherever the blades are pointed!
It was only then that Player realized just how powerful their will and fighting spirit were when NPCs fought for their Faith, for Glory, and for the King.
Every soldier was fearless in the face of death, and every Warrior died a worthy death.
They drew their swords!
Shout!
Roar!
Never back down
Just for that tiny inch of bridge surface!
Just to take that next step!
It was solely for the sake of winning the war!
In true war, there is never justice or evil, only the will of the King, and only the flags that are raised again and again!
The winner takes all.
The loser is an outlaw.
This is war.
The flame wars on the Forum suddenly decreased, and the Huaxia Forum was divided into three sections: Dawn, Steel, and Black Rock.
The posts in each section weren't just insults; they almost all turned into tactical debates.
Many Player came up with creative ideas, listing classic battles from ancient history in an attempt to present them to the NPCs. Unfortunately, the NPCs couldn't join the conversation, and even if they forced themselves to explain these tactics, no one paid any attention.
Besides discussing tactics, Player in Dawn City are also curious about when the Dawn Mercenary Group will set off!
Because of this war, no warmonger wants to miss out.
Rhine River Crossing.
Tyrannosaur sat on a large rock, staring blankly at the workers building fortifications.
He was scolded.
He was severely reprimanded by the elders of the family.
He could even feel the spittle flying from the Magic Scroll...
Because his exceptionally Talent nephew, who was very likely to inherit the Marquis, died without even leaving behind a body.
He didn't explain, because it was his order that all the troublesome corpses be pushed into the Rhine River; it was necessary!
The army's advance could not be halted by the corpses of its comrades.
The commander of the Steel Duchy issued the same order, and the bodies were carried downstream and could not be found.
Tyrannosaur actually wanted to laugh at the current system of the Steel Duchy.
Overthrow the Nobles?
For freedom?
Does freedom mean that war is a justification?
What business is it of your Duchy, Black Rock, to interfere with your own freedom?
"And so what if I'm Nobles? I'm Nobles, my nephew is Nobles, and 1,532 of my soldiers who died in battle were Nobles!" Tyrannosaur's eyes were red, and his fists were clenched.
"They are all young Knight, Baron, and viscounts. Perhaps they are here to gain prestige, perhaps they are here to accumulate merit, or perhaps they simply want to move up their titles..."
But they didn't back down an inch; they deserve the title of Nobles!
The Tyrannosaur tilted its head back, unable to utter a word.
This man, whom others saw as a tough guy, a fearless battlefield commander, could not cry.
He still remembers.
When the Legion were being assembled, I never said which Legion would be the first to charge.
But the Legion with the most Nobles.
That Tyrannosaur Legion that belonged to him alone.
Almost immediately, all the soldiers strode out, proudly raising their weapons and walking at the forefront.
They flaunted their strength.
They made no attempt to showcase their superior equipment.
They ordered the other three Legion to retreat voluntarily.
Perhaps they were after military achievements.
Perhaps it's for the sake of the homeland they left behind.
Perhaps it was for his own title.
But the Tyrannosaur understood.
The complete annihilation of the Tyrannosaur Legion was for their own sake...
No Legion Commander wants to lose his Legion, and no Legion Commander dislikes his soldiers...
But every soldier in the Tyrannosaur Legion understood that dying in battle was not terrible; what was terrible was retreating, and what was terrible was not daring to draw one's sword against the enemy!
What they feared even more was that the lowly Commoners would laugh at them, these Nobles soldiers...
They were afraid that other Nobles would laugh at their Legion Commander, saying that their Tyrannosaur Legion was a bunch of cowards.
The Tyrannosaur didn't find a single corpse from its own Legion.
He could only carve each Badge of Glory with his own hands, hoping to personally deliver them to the Nobles ' mansions after the great war.
This is what those Nobles sons earned with their lives; it is their Faith and Glory!
If he dies in battle.
That will be done by the next commander himself.
If the next person dies
The person after that died.
Then the King will personally hand it over to them.
Tyrannosaur slowly stood up. The Duchy's top expert, ' Sword Saint ' Badeste, had lost his right arm, the arm with which he wielded a sword, thus reducing his combat power by half. If nothing unexpected happened, he would not be fighting with the army for a while. Moreover, the Steel Duchy had even more top experts, making the future battles even more difficult.
He slowly shifted his gaze to the south.
He received the news.
The Dawn City Lord will come to our aid in the name of the Mercenary Group leader.
At the same time, there are more than 60,000 Chosen Ones Mercenaries.
Tyrannosaur doesn't think much of those Chosen Ones only have Low-Class combat strength. With proper training, he could easily kill 100 Low-Class Chosen Ones countless times without taking any damage!
He was very curious about what kind of miracle William could possess that could unleash such powerful strength in those Chosen Ones.
Because Tyrannosaur understands that the current Chosen Ones are utterly vulnerable in the face of a truly elite Legion.
Tyrannosaur glanced at his Gauntlets, which were covered in knife marks, and suddenly smiled...
He murmured, "I really don't know whether the swords of those experts from the Steel Duchy are sharper, or my fists are harder?"
War has never been about good or evil.
Everything is in accordance with the King's will and the direction of the flag.
The victor is king, the loser is a bandit.
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