A few dark clouds suddenly floated in the originally clean night sky, these were real dark clouds, and the bright moonlight was also blocked by the sudden appearance of dark clouds, and the lights on the city head were reflected. The archers were already bent their bows and arrows to start aiming. The heavy crossbowman and the magic crystal gunner also checked the weapons in front of them for the last time. Everything was ready, and a silence suddenly rose and soared into the sky.

Venerable Bing also stood at the top of the city. He did not stop the action of the defenders and soldiers, but he did not retreat with the golden robe like the defenders. Although they did not belong to the imperial military, and they did not even belong to the empire. They were just helping the empire at the best of their ability, but they were all the people of the Holy Spirit Empire. The blood in their blood that had been silent for a long time was also ignited by the defenders' words just now. Perhaps they would not die with these monsters, but they could do their best.

Although the guards tried to persuade Venerable Bing to take them away, Venerable Bing sent him away with a faint sentence. Venerable Bing said, "They have their own choices. We are not an army, and they are not obedient to me. When they want to leave, they will naturally leave, but it is definitely not now."

"Hehe..." The harsh squealing voice of the Fantasy Song Demon Girl sounded again, but this time with Mr. Mo in charge, the voice was not as powerful as last time. Even the most ordinary recruit just shook his body and stabilized his body.

"Let me go!" The guard shouted loudly, and countless cold lights suddenly slashed through the night sky, like a breath of breathtaking silver light pounced on the flying monsters slowly flying towards the Cologne Fortress.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

Countless sharp arrows pierced the flesh and blood and the monsters flying in front fell in pieces, smashing towards the ground like raindrops. A series of muffled sounds came, and a thick layer of corpses were covered with blood, cold light, roar, and whine. All of this started the prelude to the war. Looking at the death of those companions, the remaining monsters seemed to have been stimulated to the killing nature in their bone marrow, and kept roaring and pounced on the top of the city.

"put!"

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

The strings of the heavy crossbow made a huge buzzing sound. Hundreds of crossbow arrows made of black steel rushed into the sky in an instant. The trajectory like meteors intertwined with a large net of death in the night sky. Any monster that appeared on this big net would be penetrated by the crossbow arrows with dazzling cold light. Unlike ordinary bows and arrows, these crossbow arrows can not only kill a large number of low-level monsters, but even some beast king-level monsters are not spared. For these flight experts whose bodies are obviously weaker than land monsters, this heavy long-range weapon is undoubtedly their nightmare.

"Let me go!" Before the silver light could dissipate, the guard general shouted in a third loud shout.

"Bang!Bang!Bang!"

Dozens of energy balls shining with various colors of light suddenly slashed through the sky, and colorful light shone under the night sky. Once these lights penetrated into the beast tide, they would bloom like fireworks with a "bang". The colorful lights smashed into the beast tide with the breath of death. Zheng, the monsters were ignited by the lights, frozen, burned, and torn apart...

This is a terrible war. The flying monsters are like targets, allowing the soldiers on the city to exert their full potential, but no one can be happy because it is also a cruel war. The monsters cannot give them much freedom. In one attack, the monster tide is less than 500 meters away from the Cologne Fortress.

At this moment, everyone no longer needs the command of the general. They all do their own things conscientiously. There have been too many corpses of monsters in just a short distance of 1,000 meters, and there are many beast king-level monsters among them. But these dead monsters are just a drop in the ocean to the huge beast tide, and the black group of monsters still comes over.

"Hmph!" Old Mo snorted coldly, his figure flashed, and with silver light shining, Old Mo had disappeared from the top of the city.

The sky suddenly darkened, and a huge crack appeared on the sky. The crack seemed to be a giant mouth in the night sky. There was endless darkness in the giant mouth, as if even light would be swallowed by it. The moment the giant mouth appeared, it suddenly rushed towards the beast tide. Of course, the monsters also discovered this terrible giant mouth. They tried their best to fly away from the trajectory of the giant mouth. Unfortunately, the giant mouth moved too fast, so fast that it had been swallowed by it before they could dodge.

The terrifying giant mouth, the terrible power, wherever the giant mouth passed, it actually cleared a space in the air, with more than the total killed by the soldiers. Seeing this scene, Jing Chen was stunned. At this moment, he finally understood why his father often had a level 8 strongman rarely participated in wars. Looking at this terrifying destructive power, even the Cologne Fortress could not withstand Mr. Mo.

Old Mo's attack also set off the beginning of the battle between the monsters and the soldiers. The flying monsters pressed towards the city like flies, a few, or even a dozen people attacked a group of people, using their advantage of flying and the speed as fast as lightning, which took away the lives of a large number of soldiers. But the dead soldiers would pull the leads on their bodies before they died, and the roar of explosions kept ringing at the city.

Fire, flesh, limbs, and bright red blood were splattered everywhere. Even if some soldiers didn't have time to pull the leads on their bodies, others would help them pull them. This was a war without prisoners, a battle without collecting corpses. All dead soldiers, at the last moment of their lives, would treat their bodies as their last weapon and use their wreckage to kill more monsters.

At this moment, Jing Chen's heart was deeply shocked. At this moment, he remembered countless stories about the battlefield told by his father Jing. At this moment, he finally understood the military spirit mentioned by his father Jing. Perhaps the bodies of these soldiers were dead, and perhaps they could not even leave their entire bodies, but they left hope for life for more people. They gave up their lives, gave up missing their family, gave up everything, and just wanted to realize their promise to the empire.

Every explosion sounded, a living life would pass away, but at the same time, their military souls would not disappear with the death of their bodies. They would stay here, stay in this land they swear to guard the death, continue to guard the Cologne Fortress and continue to guard the empire's frontier.

After a while, Jing Chen had been completely numb after killing. He could no longer remember that the head in front of him was the number of monsters he killed. He was just killing mechanically. Suddenly, a dry and old palm slapped his shoulder. Jing Chen was stunned and turned his head to look at the person coming.

In the gray robe, the old face, and the dry palms as if they were on the skeleton, Mo Lao appeared beside him at some point. The monsters that were originally hovering around Jing Chen also ran away in scatters because of Mo Lao's appearance.

"Old Mo!" Jing Chen's eyes cleared, and the surging murderous intent gradually dissipated.

"Oh!" Old Mo sighed and said, "Let's go, we should leave too." He pulled Jing Chen with one hand and was about to leave.

"Leave?" Jing Chen looked at Old Mo in confusion, then turned his head to look at the city. He saw that there was no living soldier wherever he looked. Blood stained the entire city. Whether it was a heavy crossbow or a magic crystal cannon, there were blood everywhere, wreckage, corpses of monsters, and ragged weapons.

"It's over?" Jing Chen turned his head and asked Old Mo in a trembling voice.

At this moment, a trace of sadness flashed in Old Mo's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "It's over, I'll take you away." As he started to force his hand, Jing Chen felt that his body was being held up by Old Mo. A wave of sleepiness hit, and Jing Chen's head tilted and almost hit Mo's shoulder.

Turning his head and looking at Jing Chen, Old Mo sighed and said slowly, "If you are tired, go to bed, I'll take you away."

"Yeah." Jing Chen responded unconsciously, and his eyes still glanced at the city stained with blood. Many monsters stopped there to tear the corpses of their companions and humans.

Seeing this scene, Jing Chen suddenly felt his eyes wet. These soldiers who died for the Scaling Kingdom and for the people had to withstand the bite of the monsters after their death. A burst of anger surged into his heart. Unfortunately, he could not do anything now, so he could only be pulled by Mr. Mo to the opposite direction of the Warcraft Mountains and towards the direction of the Zeus Academy team retreating.

Suddenly, Jing Chen seemed to have noticed something in the hazy state, his eyes suddenly opened and he said in surprise, "What is that!"

Jing Chen's sudden change made Old Mo shocked, frowned slightly and looked towards the direction of Jing Chen. He was stunned and said with some uncertainty, "Imperial Army..." On a night when fire was rushing and monsters were rampant, he actually saw an imperial army with neatly-shaped army heading towards the Cologne Fortress. This shocking power seemed pale and powerless in any language.

"Is it Marshal Perry's troops?" Mr. Mo naturally saw it clearly than Jing Chen. Moreover, with his years of experience in the Holy Spirit Empire, how could he not recognize the military flag of Cologne Perry, who is known as the Imperial War God?

"Master Perry? Which Marshal Perry? Could it be..." Suddenly, Jing Chen's eyes suddenly opened, and a hint of disbelief appeared in his eyes. He has always liked to hear his father Jing telling him battlefield stories, but how could he have never heard of this legendary marshal of the Empire who is over 400 years old? Moreover, according to Jing, this Marshal Perry is not only a military talent, but also a powerful master-level peak powerhouse.

"Colon City is saved." Old Mo said slowly, while stopping at the top of the city, watching Marshal Perry's army slowly moving forward.

The darkness of dawn quietly dissipated, and a faint sunlight broke through the east. This bloody night was about to leave with the roar of countless heroes. Ming, how many warriors can see Ming's sunlight? Jing Chen slowly turned his head and looked at the flames that were rising from Cologne. When each flame rose, a heroic warrior sacrificed his precious life. At this moment, Jing Chen even hated Perry's speed of leading troops. Every time he delayed, several warriors were about to die.

In the distant east, a faint red light appeared. A new thing was about to come, and the morning sun also revealed her beauty. An extremely neat team drove far away. Obviously, this was a starry night army, and it was not difficult to see the long-distance dust from them.

In the team, no soldier showed fatigue or dissatisfaction. Their eyes were sharp and firm. Everyone stared ahead, in the direction of the Cologne Fortress, and the fighting spirit of victory flashed in their eyes. In the eyes of these soldiers, there was endless flames, which were the flames ignited by the Cologne Fortress, and that was also their brothers. The flames ignited by their comrades with their lives. A strong sense of sadness flashed in their eyes, but they did not cry, they only had relief, just blessings, just...

In the distance, at the end of the road were endless baggage trucks. The wheels rolled thick dust, and the dust spread out, covering everything behind him. The front of the team were dozens of infantry phalanxes. They were all wearing dense mail, which was the most common style on the mainland, but there was a shining military emblem on the shoulders of each soldier, which was the symbol of the Central Army of the Empire.

Several teams of light cavalry hovered on both sides of the infantry team, defending against the possible monsters on both wings. All light cavalry held a sharp sword in their hands, but this did not affect their skillful control of the mounts. Suddenly, Jing Chen's hazy eyes saw a scene in the team that he couldn't believe. A group of middle-aged people riding horses were all wearing uniform robes, headed by an old man riding a white horse. He was wearing a lilac robe and three gold edges were embroidered at the cuffs of the robe.

Such a neat queue and this standard robe made Jing Chen think of the special system of the Central Army, the Magician Corps mentioned by his father Jing. This is the most core force in the Central Army of the Holy Spirit Empire. The entire magician regiment is divided into three brigades, and there are three squadrons under the brigade. The 100 magicians in each squadron are divided into three teams, except for one squadron leader and nine guards. The entire magician regiment is less than a thousand. But even this less than a thousand people are known as one of the three powerful armies in the mainland, as famous as the division-breaking regiment of the Saint Bruno Empire and the Jingge Lianmei Sin Death Cannon Camp.

Seeing that the size of the magical corps came to participate in the battle this time was far from a squadron. Although Jing Chen didn't look at it carefully, based on his vision, there were at least 500 members of the magical corps. This means that at least five squadrons came. What does this mean? There are only nine squadrons in the magical corps, five or even more than five at a time. This is enough to show the strong strength of this team. After all, Perry, known as the God of War, would not be stupid enough to fill the pit with the magical corps.

The team moved from far to near, and soon it had already reached the east gate of Cologne Fortress. Mo waved his right hand and the city gate, which was more than ten meters high, was slowly pushed open by a hidden force.

Walking in front of the team was an old man. He was burly, with a national face, long golden hair, and sat proudly on the horse in the golden morning light. On the old man, there was a momentum of a person who had been in the upper hand for a long time, and there was also a seriousness that soldiers were accustomed to. His eyes swept over the city coldly, his expression slightly relaxed, and he nodded to Mr. Mo, not much.

Suddenly, a strong aura gushed out from the old man's body. Even Jing Chen, who was standing on the top of the city, was almost suffocated by him. A gentle force suddenly came. Jing Chen turned his head and looked hard. Old Master Mo held his body with his hand and slowly let him sit down. A complete aura suddenly wrapped around Jing Chen, leaving him free from the influence of the old man's aura under the city wall.

"The whole army listened to my orders, implement the No. 1 combat plan, and enter the city!" After the words came, a sharp sword in his right hand swung over, and the blood of countless soldiers was ignited at this moment. They roared and rushed into the city. At this moment, the city was already a sea of ​​fire, with monsters roaring, human moans, and explosions constantly. As the sun slowly rose, the sunlight shone in the Cologne Fortress. The time for the most suitable monsters to move has quietly passed. Moreover, the Central Army, which has always been famous for its toughness, showed no soldier even in the starry night march.

Although the defenders of the Cologne Fortress had already felt the footsteps of reinforcements, they were still firmly carrying out their missions, and soldiers and warriors were constantly dying together, and warriors were blown into pieces and bursting. All the soldiers of the Central Army flashed in their eyes. Perhaps these dead soldiers did not have their excellent weapons and their overall strength, but all the defenders were most respected because they were worthy of the four words "Imperial Soldiers".

It was they who defended the mission of Junrao with their lives, they used their flesh and blood to protect countless civilians from evacuating safely, they used everything they had fulfilled their oath when they enlisted, and they...

All the Central Army soldiers who rushed into the Cologne Fortress rushed to the places where flying monsters gathered, because they had their brothers, because they had the glory of the empire, and because they had immortal military souls. Unfortunately, there were too many monsters, and there would be dazzling flames rising in many places before they could rush over. Then they could see a large area of ​​monsters being bombed and frightened from afar.

All the soldiers entering the city were automatically divided into 20 to 30 teams, and they walked tacitly between the streets of the city at a very fast speed. Especially those teams composed of members of the magician group, whether they are low-level monsters or beast king-level monsters, cannot hinder their pace. Whenever the wounded are rescued, there will be a life-type druid in the team to save the wounded. This is the standard configuration of the magician team. Each team will have a druid who is good at healing. This profession that is very useless elsewhere is a must-have in the magician group.

Standing above the east gate, Jing Chen felt dizziness hit his head. Looking at the war scene in front of him, he seemed to be back. Sitting next to his father Jing and listening to Jing telling him stories about war was his happiest time. Every morning he went to exercise with his father, and after exercise, he sat down to listen to his father telling stories. But now... Jing Chen suddenly remembered his parents. More than a year had passed in a blink of an eye. Now his parents don’t know where they are and how they are doing.

"If you are tired, take a rest." Old Mo's voice suddenly rang.

"Old Mo, why did you come here suddenly? Are grandpa and the others okay?" Jing Chen narrowed his eyes and asked in confusion. According to the Armandron Institute, Old Mo should have stayed at Zeus Academy to look for him, so why did he suddenly appear here?

"Have you not seen that old guy?" Old Mo turned his head and looked at Jing Chen who was already sitting on the top of the city in confusion.

"Who? Grandpa? I haven't seen him before!" Jing Chen tried hard to open his eyes and looked at Old Mo who was also looking at him in surprise.

"How is it possible? It was when he sent me overnight that I realized that you had come out and then arrived at the Cologne Fortress. According to what he did at that time, according to the time, he should have arrived long ago, so why didn't he meet you?" Old Mo frowned slightly. Of course, he was not worried that the Great Elder would have something. In this world, there may be a peerless strong man who can give the Great Elder no chance to escape, but the chance he encountered was probably greater than the chance of being struck by lightning.

"Oh?" Jing Chen responded hesitantly, and then his eyes narrowed. He remembered the day when he fought with the middle-aged man in the zombie face. Several times, when the middle-aged man was about to kill him, he could feel a familiar aura, but the aura was extremely erratic, but it was very weak at that time. At first, Jing Chen thought it was his own illusion. Now it seems that this is not the case. It is probably the elder who is secretly protecting him. Finally, when Amanderon arrived, he left safely.

Thinking of this, Jing Chen was even more confused. Why did his grandfather secretly protect himself but he couldn't come out to meet him? Where has he gone now? Since leaving his parents, Jing Chen has always felt lonely. Fortunately, the elder later accepted him as his grandson, which also made him find the kiss again, but now...

"You don't have to think too much. That old guy is very desperate. Maybe something is delayed. He will naturally come to see you after finishing the matter. That old guy is very reluctant to part with you, hehe." Old Mo actually laughed, but a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes. He turned his head and glanced at Jing Chen sitting on the ground, nothing else.

As time went by, the baggage truck that was originally left behind slowly drove to the east gate. The baggage truck convoy stretched for more than ten miles, and each car was filled with various military supplies, including weapons, food, bedding, and tents. Of course, there were many things that Jing Chen didn't recognize, which were also essential supplies for war.

The shouts of killing gradually faded away, and Jing Chen felt that everything in front of him began to blur, and his head tilted, and he fainted.

After a while, Jing Chen slowly opened his eyes. As his eyes opened, his consciousness became clear again. He shook his slightly heavy head. Jing Chen raised his head and looked around. Jing Chen, whose eyes were originally a little hazy, suddenly became stunned. He suddenly realized that he had actually come to a very strange place.

This is a towering stone platform. There is nothing else on the stone platform. The stars shine in the sky but there is no moon. Jing Chen slowly lowered his head and saw only the clouds floating at the waist of the stone platform. Everything below was covered by those clouds. It was not really a sign of it.

"Awaken?" A kind voice sounded.

Jing Chen turned his head and said in surprise, "It's you!" He saw an old man on the stone platform at some point. He had a medium figure. Although he was not only bright in his eyes, he could not see any old look. Jing Chen had seen this old man. It was the old man who helped him open up his blood power.

"It's me." The old man responded with a smile. Jing Chen suddenly felt that the old man seemed to be in a particularly good mood. When his eyes looked at him, there seemed to be excitement and joy in his eyes.

"Am I here again..." After glanced around, Jing Chen hesitated for a moment and did not continue. No matter how hard he looked, it didn't look like the place he had come. Although the sky was still full of stars and the old man was still standing here, at least when he came last time, he had never seen this towering stone platform.

"You are indeed here again, this is the third time." The old man affirmed Jing Chen's guess. Not only that, his fingers were scattered, and a faint blood light suddenly appeared in front of Jing Chen. The blood light slowly condensed into a strange rune.

Suddenly, the blood-colored rune suddenly shook, and a dazzling blood-colored light soared into the sky.

The calm starry sky suddenly trembled, and a huge pressure that made Jing Chen even breathless suddenly descended on the stone platform. Jing Chen's body, which had just stood up, suddenly shook and almost fell down. The old man raised his right hand slightly, and a soft force came, and this force just supported his shaking body, allowing him to stand firm.

"Is this..." Jing Chen looked at the old man beside him, his eyes full of confusion.
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