Why did the lord rebel

Chapter 375

The air still has the unique damp feeling after the rain.

The freshness of the rain, mixed with the pungent smell of gunpowder, blood and dust, makes people have the urge to sniff their noses and sneeze.

Grim Rosario was wearing the classic white robe and heavy armor, leaning on crutches, and with some difficulty climbed up the battlements of the Fort of the Fort.

Taking advantage of the ceasefire in winter and spring, the imperial craftsmen urgently built a stone fortress on the west side of the Burning Crystal Canyon. After several deadly battles, it has become a little crooked under the impact of the ice demon mammoth;
Coupled with the fact that the stone bricks were slippery after the rain, Grand Duke Rosario, whose left leg was still a bit uncomfortable, almost accidentally fell down on the steps.

The attendants of the Eastern Army behind him stretched out their hands to help the Grand Duke, but Grim Rosario stood firm while leaning on the wall, and rejected the help of his subordinates with a wave of his hand.

Therefore, the attendants could only look at the "Blood Flower" Grim Rosario, who seemed to never fall down, dragging his unhealed sick body to the top of the wall with some worry and awe.

At the highest point of the castle, behind the gray and white stacked walls, in the fog that lingered after the rain in the Burning Crystal Canyon, the commander of the Imperial Central Army, Marquis Lane Grant, was waiting for him.

The Marquis of Lane Grant led his army from the imperial capital Gyeonggi to the front line of the eastern border during the New Year.

From the day he arrived, his signature fluffy red hair, like a lion's mane, would appear on the battlements of the Observatory from eight o'clock in the morning to ten o'clock in the evening every day, and he never missed an appointment.

Compared with the Marquis Grant with firm eyes, the appearance of Grand Duke Rosario is a bit unflattering.

In previous military summit meetings of the Empire, compared to the silent stone-like Southern Army Commander Paulus, the mysterious Northern Army Commander Yale, the kind and kind General Halifax, the Western Navy Commander, and the fierce and brave Marquis Lane Grant, the commander of the Central Army, the handsome commander of the Eastern Army who is always dressed in white and silver armor, Grand Duke Graham Rosario, the "Blood Flower", is obviously the most shining general forever.

But this morning, on the front line of the Burning Crystal Canyon, on the head of the Fort of the Fortress, Grand Duke Rosario looked tired and weak—his facial features were still the same as before, as handsome as a god himself corrected with a carving knife , but the heroic spirit on his brows in the past was replaced by the worry visible to the naked eye, and even the Grand Duke's skin showed an unhealthy pale color due to the long-term recuperation in the house.

The attendant counted in his heart, and realized with some anxiety that this was the seventh day since the Grand Duke was able to get out of bed and walk;
But "Flower of Blood" still stubbornly boarded the battlement wall of Fort Observatory, and stood together with "Lionheart" Ryan Grant.

Marquis Grant obviously noticed Grim Rosario's sluggish look today.

Because, when Rosario climbed onto the wall, held the shooting crenel with his hand, panting slightly, Marquis Grant said coldly:

"Hey, our Eastern Army Commander, finally rushed to the front line from the elves' bed in Yongsun City."

Grand Duke Rosario did not respond to Marquis Grant's unkind ridicule.He shook his head wordlessly, took a handkerchief embroidered with a rose emblem from his attendant, and asked while wiping the fine beads of sweat from his forehead:

"Ryan...how is the battle going?"

Marquis Grant snorted coldly:
"You're lucky, you didn't come too late, and you still have time to witness how we lost the Burning Crystal Canyon in the next offensive launched by the orc bastard."

Grand Duke Rosario remained silent, looking towards the east of Fort Observatory.

The long burning crystal canyon stretched to the north and south sides in front of his eyes.

This valley located to the east of Eternal Sun City was once famous for producing spars rich in flame elements in the barren era, but after thousands of years passed, there is probably not a single magic spar in the entire canyon;

Now, the only value of this canyon to the human imperial army on the west side and the main force of the Federation in the east lies in the death of an average of seven to eighty meters from the depths of the valley bottom to the highlands on the east and west sides. altitude difference.

After the orc Mingjin withdrew its troops in the early winter of last year, the first thing the Eastern Army of the Empire did under the advice of Chief of Staff Quentin was to start from Eternal Sun City and advance all the way to the east until it regained control of the Burning Crystal Canyon. middle.

Then, the Eastern Army of the Empire spent all its money, almost emptied the material reserves in the area of ​​​​Eternal Sun City, and sent an unprecedented number of magicians and craftsmen to build a road like lightning on the high ground on the west side of the Burning Crystal Canyon. The defense line, and the "Yuanwang Fort" where the Grand Duke Rosario and the Marquis Grant are at the moment is the core hub of the Burning Crystal Canyon defense line.

Last fall, the orcs' mammoth offensive was too fast, and the Eastern Army, which retreated hastily, didn't even have time to stop the federal army in the Burning Crystal Canyon area;

But after the offensive was over, all the imperial staff including Quentin clearly realized that relying solely on the walls of Eternal Sun City and a few ancient elven trees was far from enough to stop the next attack of the orcs—only when Only by building an offensive on the west side of the Burning Crystal Canyon can we take advantage of the danger of the terrain and barely stop the Ice Demon Mammoth's footsteps that want to trample on everything.

And the fact is, that's exactly what happened:

Since the early spring of this year and the resumption of the war in the Eastern Territory, the federal orcs have carried the power of the ice demon mammoth and launched a total of seven charges towards the defense line of the Burning Crystal Canyon;

The Ice Demon Mammoth, who was invincible on the plain, was finally slumped in front of the defense line of the Burning Crystal Canyon this time:

Even though the Ice Demon Mammoth has rough skin and thick flesh, it is still difficult to rush up to the highland on the west side of the Burning Crystal Canyon against the height difference of nearly [-] meters, not to mention that there are countless imperial empires densely packed on the walls of this line of defense. Crossbowmen, "Seven Lion Roars" and "Cromwell Annihilator" ballistas, crowds of human and elf magicians, and more than a dozen urgently transplanted trees from Eternal Sun City, who wanted to compete with the gods. "Rudolph's Ancient Tree of War".

On the ground, the Ice Demon Mammoth is trying to rush up the high slope with the heavy firepower of the mountain-cracking rocks. In the air, magic, crossbow bolts, plant bombs and the battle songs of the shaman are fighting intimately. The flying dragon air cavalry tried to dive bomb and was shot down by the enemy...

This is the most typical battlefield scene in the Burning Crystal Canyon area in the past month or so.

And such a scene happened just once yesterday.

This wave of orcs' offensive was extraordinarily violent, as if desperate and violent, even the human defenders on the defense line were a little confused;

If it hadn't been for a sudden heavy rain, which suddenly soaked the soft soil in the canyon that had become soft due to repeated bombings into ooze, and could no longer walk, I am afraid that the orcs would not have retreated angrily last night. This round of offensive, I am afraid it will not end until now.

Having said that, the intensity of yesterday's battle was still visible to the naked eye.

Grim Rosario stood on the walls of the Fort of the Far-Watch, looking around, he could find countless corpses of orcs, wargs, and humans who fell into the wall in front of the line of defense, in the deep pit of the Burning Crystal Canyon—these Most of the corpses were trapped in the puddles and mud left after the rain, looking extremely desolate;

Even through the misty fog, Grand Duke Rosario could still see two extraordinarily huge bodies—the Ice Demon Mammoth of the Glorious Federation, who died in the canyon while charging.

At present, the battle is over, and the entire canyon is filled with death-like silence, not even carrion vultures exist—because all flying objects that appear in the sky will be shot by the orcs and humans on the east and west sides of the canyon with arrows. Magic unconditionally shot down;

The only ones still active in the canyon were the federal shamans in groups of twos and threes who were responsible for confining the corpses of soldiers.

During the temporary truce, the clergy were allowed to clean the battlefield and collect corpses. This is an unwritten agreement reached between the Empire and the Federation in various wars-if the enemy is replaced by the southern demons who have a blood feud in history, Human beings are definitely not so easy to talk about.

Marquis Lane Grant also used his indifferent golden pupils to scan the desolate battlefield together with Grand Duke Rosario.

"The greenskins yesterday... were fierce." Marquis Grant seemed to have no interest in mocking Grand Duke Rosario, and waved his hand in a dull manner, "Did you see the crack on the city wall over there? Here... There. A fucking ice demon mammoth rushed to the bottom of the wall and pushed it out with ivory... Just like that, we lost a total of six magicians and a Cromwell Annihilator."

Grand Duke Rosario turned his head and stared silently at the shocking gap in the city wall—the imperial craftsmen were stepping on the mud and rushing to repair this incomplete place like crazy.

Marquis Grant gritted his teeth and said:

"Grimm... I already told Quentin early this morning—we won't be able to hold the Burning Crystal Canyon if this goes on. If the orcs charge like this a few times, we won't even be able to keep this Fortress. Once the orcs Really broke through the line of defense, everyone on the line of defense, including you, me, Quentin, and the girls I brought from the imperial capital to relieve boredom... will die. These green-skinned bastards will be right behind Pack us into pies on the plains and drive us to extinction, not a single human will escape back to Eternal Sun City alive..."

Grand Duke Rosario remained silent, and Marquis Grant was clearly in a hurry, he said angrily:

"Grimm Rosario! The Burning Crystal Canyon cannot be defended! We must abandon this line of defense and retreat to Eternal Sun City as a whole, so as to save a bit of flesh and blood for future battles! The Burning Crystal Canyon is a natural danger, yes, but It is not worthy of all of us human beings, not worthy of your Eastern Army and Lao Tzu's Central Army to be buried with it!"

But Grand Duke Rosario just shook his head slowly but firmly:
"Wait a little longer... there will be a turning point..."

"Wait?! What are you waiting for?!" Marquis Grant slapped the wall and yelled angrily, "Wait for the Holy Spirit to show up, and send us a group of angels to kill everyone?! Wait for the fucking orcs to drink too much, Have you ordered your own grain and grass depot?! Waiting for your Eastern Army soldiers, who are so dead, to get up from the ground and stab the orcs in the eyes?!"

After yelling loudly, the Marquis of Grant took a few breaths, still feeling uncomfortable, so he took a hard bow from his subordinate, nocked the arrow and pulled the string, aiming at a shaman at the foot of the city wall who was struggling to move with the corpse of the orc priest.

"Lian!" Grand Duke Rosario exclaimed in surprise, "That's the shaman who collected the corpse!"

"When they started fighting, they were also very good at making human corpses." Marquis Grant snorted and let go of his fingers—

A heavy arrow pierced through the air, nailing the orc shaman firmly in the mud, and blood gushed out.

Farther away in the canyon, angry shouts in the orc language came.

The Marquis of Lane Grant snorted and threw back the hard bow in his hand to the attendant angrily.He was about to turn around and leave, leaving Grand Duke Rosario alone to blow the cold wind above the city, but he and Duke Rosario were startled by a sound of horns and turned around.

I saw, far away, in the misty fog of the Burning Crystal Canyon, a group of orcs came out slowly blowing their horns.

They held up the white feather scepter that symbolized the ceasefire, and they were not wearing heavy steel armor, but red brocade robes that seemed ridiculous to humans.

"Messages? The group of green leather messengers are here?" Even Marquis Lane Grant was a little surprised, and even forgot to vent his anger to Grand Duke Rosario, "What kind of tricks are you doing?"

Grand Duke Rosario was also taken aback for a while, then blinked, as if thinking of something.

In the blink of an eye, this group of weird orc messengers had arrived at the city of Yuanwang Castle, and they were precisely aimed at by countless sharp arrows from crossbowmen and spells from magicians.

Across the foggy air, the orc messenger began to roar some rough-sounding Imperial common language, probably saying that he wanted to see the human commander or something like that.

The Marquis Grant watched the group of orc messengers coldly, gritted his teeth and said with a cold smile:

"What? These green-skinned bastards were unhappy with killing humans yesterday, and they plan to come over and humiliate us face to face? You bastards!"

He stared fiercely at the orc envoy below the city for a few seconds, then turned his head and shouted:

"Magician! Use wind magic to send a basket down, and pick up these 'VIPs'!"

Soon, a giant bamboo basket used to hold people was sent down the city wall by the wind of magic.

While waiting for this group of inexplicable orc messengers to go up in a basket, Marquis Lane Grant tapped his toes and muttered angrily, probably thinking about what dirty words he would use to greet these green skins later. idiot.

However, the Marquis Grant miscalculated this time.

Because when the orc envoy was connected to the city wall by the bamboo basket, it was the old orc leader who took the first step. As soon as he stepped out of the bamboo basket, he pointed his finger at the nose of the Marquis Grant and cursed loudly in anger and righteous indignation:

"Shameful, despicable, damned human beings despised by gods! Let wars affect innocent civilians, create hatred and killing everywhere-you human beings, don't you think this is how you look at war, your despicable, cursed 'Supreme Holy One' God's glory?! You butchers will be nailed to the pillar of shame in Haven Continent forever!"

Faced with this completely unexpected angry reprimand, the bewildered Marquis of Lane Grant opened his mouth like a fat fish out of water, stunned and at a loss.

Only Grand Duke Grimm Rosario was watching the expression of the commander of the Central Army with relish, like watching a monkey.

(End of this chapter)