Throne of the North.

Chapter 317: The Holy War in the Twin Cities
The brutal elephant looked down at the Kamikaze Legion soldiers in front of it, and no one knew when Farrell fell down.

"Kill them all!"

He roared, and the violent elephants launched a final attack on the Kamikaze Corps. In the face of such a huge force, the bows and arrows that the Kamikaze Corps relied on for survival were of no use. On this broken battlefield, the footsteps they inherited from the elves were also of no use.

When the elephant's hoof that could easily crush rocks fell, countless desperate screams were heard from the Kamikaze Corps.

……

The war lasted for five hours. Surrounded by a large number of troops, the Violent Elephant Legion successfully broke through and returned to the Unicorn Fortress.

Each of the violent elephants was covered with many pieces of flesh and blood. Those metal fragments that seemed to be growing on the elephants' bodies became much more shiny after being baptized by blood.

"It's so brutal."

In the Unicorn Fortress, Otto, who had been watching for an afternoon, was very excited. The 60,000-strong army was torn into pieces like paper in front of the Violent Elephant Legion. This made him think of the soldiers behind him. Those soldiers would definitely not be the opponent of the Violent Elephant Legion.

The only one that can deal with the extraordinary legion is another extraordinary legion. The power of ordinary people is not qualified to get involved in the extraordinary war.

"Is this the Empire's legion? I wonder if the Griffin Legion can defeat them."

Otto thought so as he led his army away. The strength of the Griffin Legion was unquestionable. In the end, he believed that the combat effectiveness of the Griffin Legion must be above that of the Violent Elephant Legion.

The Unicorn Fortress was left to Farel to garrison, but the four noble territories in the south might not be able to prevent a second attack.

Sixty thousand people was the limit they could mobilize, but one-sixth of them died in the first battle. The Kamikaze Corps suffered a severe blow, and no more than a thousand Kamikaze soldiers escaped alive.

Most of the people were torn to pieces by the wild elephants and buried by the broken hillside. If we say there were a thousand people, I'm afraid we have to count the lucky few who crawled out of the mud later.

If the fighting continues, there may not be many people left in the four noble lords. More importantly, there will be a serious shortage of manpower during the upcoming spring plowing season.

The Violent Elephant Corps that won the war lost less than 500 Violent Elephants. Only when they faced the initial volley of fire from the Kamikaze Corps did more than 100 Violent Elephants die. The remaining 300 or so Violent Elephants were only injured to varying degrees, and it was uncertain whether they could continue fighting.

This made Farrell feel a little frustrated, because he wanted to become a legend in this land, but he did not fight to his heart's content in today's war, and he did not even use his full strength, but the Violent Elephant Corps had already crushed the so-called Kamikaze Corps.

To him, the army assembled by these four noble leaders was still too weak.

"I need to wait for a legendary war."

Farrell looked towards the north. He couldn't stay in the Unicorn Fortress forever. It was just for the time being, just waiting for the decisive battle in the Andrida Kingdom, a decisive battle that could affect the world and the future of the entire kingdom.

The emergence of a legend must be accompanied by legendary chapters, which are wonderful fragments that can leave a strong mark in history.

In the north, McReynolds knew that it was the second day since the great victory in the south. Looking at the brilliant results of the Violent Elephant Legion, the Grand Duke couldn't help but be shocked by the extraordinary legion of the empire.

"Without the help of the Holy See, it will be impossible for Carlos' families to attack the north. The Unicorn Fortress is a hurdle they cannot overcome."

Now, Grand Duke McReynolds' only enemies were the nobles within the kingdom.

"Father, when Otto comes back, I'm afraid you will also need to dismiss a group of slaves and let them farm."

Roland said to the Grand Duke that it was already February and the spring plowing season was not far away. If the entire population continued to be involved in the war, there would be famine in the second half of the year.

Moreover, the emergence of war almost stagnated all production, including childbirth.

"I will disband 15,000 slaves. They don't seem to be able to play any role in the war."

The Grand Duke said that the war with the Violent Elephant Legion made him understand one thing: in an extraordinary war, the army composed of slaves had almost no combat effectiveness.

Normally, those slaves would be afraid of even a vicious dog, but what kind of enemies were they facing in the war? They were witches, ghosts, griffins, and even more terrifying beasts of war, such as violent elephants.

All the slaves could do was stay behind and farm to provide food and clothing for the war effort.

"This is a war for the extraordinary, there is no place for mortals."

"The Empire was aware of this a hundred years ago, but we didn't fully understand it until we witnessed the battle of the Violent Elephant Legion today."

Grand Duke McReynolds was horrified. In the past, he was obsessed with practicing magic. He had seen powerful dragons flying in the sky, and also seen gods falling from the starry sky and being eaten by them.

He ignored the battlefield at the lowest level. The power of mortals cannot fight against extraordinary life. Maybe ten thousand people may not be afraid of the dragon, but when the dragon appears, how many of those ten thousand people will not collapse and attack the dragon in fear?
The collapse of one person means the disarray of a hundred people, and the collapse of a hundred people means the defeat of ten thousand people. Those who can deal with the dragon must be either heroes or brave men, or they must be extraordinary beings.

The Violent Elephant Corps is just such a giant dragon to the four noble lords in the south, but the difference is that there is no defense in front of their Kamikaze Corps, the only one that can fight against the "giant dragon" of Violent Elephant.

A group of archers facing berserkers? The Kamikaze Corps was not completely annihilated, thanks to the fact that some people among the 60,000 troops organized an army to launch a trial attack.

"Carlos should have given up, but what about the king?"

"Why does he still want to force us? Does he really have to destroy the Griffin Legion before he can die in peace?"

Roland gnashed his teeth. He knew that what the king wanted to do most now was to let McReynolds decline like the royal family. It would be best if the entire Griffin Legion was wiped out and no more griffins were born in the Griffin Mountains.

"The griffin's nest was cultivated by me personally. How could he understand the foundation of us McReynolds?"

The Grand Duke said coldly that as a legendary magician, he didn't know how much wealth and cost he had spent to allow McReynolds to have a legion of tens of thousands of griffins.

Even within the legion, the number of knights is less than that of griffins.

There is a very magical phenomenon in the Grand Duchy, that is, every civilian family must be a family that gave birth to a knight, either this generation or the previous generation, otherwise the knight will be a slave.

There are less than 20,000 civilian households, and more than half of them have no current knights.

Therefore, there are quite a few powerful knights in the Griffin Legion who command the majority of the griffins.

Like the Violent Elephant Corps, the Griffin Knights mainly assist the huge monsters in battle, but they are much safer than the Violent Elephant Knights. After all, griffins are relatively gentler, while Violent Elephants often ignore the knights on them.

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The war between the two extraordinary legions, the Violent Elephants and the Kamikaze, in the Unicorn Fortress served as a reminder to all the nobles in the southern world that there is no place for mortals on the extraordinary battlefield.

The nobles began to think, but within the Andara Kingdom, the king had no time to think.

Knight Daryl finally got some food. After eating and drinking, he had to attack McReynolds immediately.

A war broke out between armies of more than 100,000 people from both sides in a land called Zichuan Plain. This was a war without the participation of too many extraordinary people, so the casualties remained at a relatively stable ratio.

The Griffin Legion was intercepted in the distance by the extraordinary legions of the four earls. It seemed that they had received a reminder from the Violent Elephant Legion. The extraordinary legions no longer directly participated in the battlefield of ordinary soldiers. After all, the lethality they brought would ultimately cause losses to the nobles themselves.

From this we can see that although the king announced McReynolds' betrayal, for a while, the nobles of the Andara Kingdom still recognized McReynolds' noble status as being equal to theirs, and the Grand Duke was the same.

So strictly speaking, the war on the Zichuan Plain is more like a war between nobles, a war started under many rules. And because of the huge number of people, this will probably be a protracted war.

"The Vatican's army will help us quell the rebellion in the Griffin Mountains after this. We just need to wait."

If the Andara Kingdom's royal family's external military potential is 100,000, then now, half of them have been taken away by the Holy See.

Outside the Unicorn Fortress, the war between the Violent Elephant Legion and several noble lords is still within the scope of humanity. On the Zichuan Plain, the war between the kingdom's nobles and the Grand Duke falls under the rules of the nobility.

The holy war outside the Twin Cities allowed the whole world to see the cruelty and madness of the Vatican.

One hundred thousand people went to the cities of the Dawn Wall, and after being screened one after another, finally thirty thousand people appeared outside the Twin Cities as soldiers.

They were all dressed in snow-white robes, and it was shocking where the Vatican got so many expensive robes from, but this was the scene that everyone saw.

Thirty thousand Vatican soldiers stood silently outside the Twin Cities. They stared at the city occupied by heretics. After experiencing six dawns, their eyes were stained with a layer of pure white halo.

The goddess of dawn descended from the sky and sprinkled holy light like raindrops on these soldiers. Their strength began to grow, their gazes began to become firm, and their desire to fight also became extremely crazy because there were heretics ahead.

Pastor Soto, holding a scepter, wearing pure white holy clothes and robes, and wearing an illusory crown belonging to the Pope on his head, he walked through the crowd step by step. The silent army of 30,000 believers made way for him, turning left and right outside the Twin Cities, watching Pastor Soto walking quietly barefoot on the muddy ground.

He temporarily represented the faith of the Dawn and led the direction of the army.

"The glory of the morning sun will surely illuminate every dark land."

"The splendor of my Lord stretches from the beginning of eternity to the end of the world."

"We are bathed in His glory. We grow without disease or disaster under His gaze. The great morning light illuminates the deepest desires of our hearts."

"People of my Lord, look ahead, the enemy of the Lord has appeared, and His anger will punish all evil."

"My Lord's followers, the heretics that the Lord is angry about are right in front of us. How can we please the Lord and let Him bathe us in the morning light again?"

In the silence, thirty thousand Vatican warriors roared in unison.

"Burn them! Burn them! Burn the evil end!"

Soto Mode was intoxicated by the roar of the mountains and seas. He raised his hands high, his cane gleaming in the light of the morning sun. He flew up under the shining light, and his whole body became holy and sacred.

"My Lord's people, your piety is destined to receive His favor. When your life comes to an end, He will lead the most devout believers into the eternal kingdom of heaven."

"Let heretics crawl at our feet, and let the evil existence burn in the holy fire!"

"The Lord's will will lead us to destroy the evil ahead!!!"

Pastor Soto pointed his staff at the Twin Cities in front of him. The next moment, 30,000 soldiers drew their weapons, looked at the Twin Cities with fanatical eyes, and then rushed towards the giant city without fear of anything.

"Believers, go forward, the Lord will guide your path!"

Pastor Soto pointed the cane in his hand forward, and an illusory papal scepter appeared in the sky. From the top of the scepter, a beam of snow-white light shot straight out and blasted towards the Twin Cities.

A beam of snow-white light crossed the sky, passed over the heads of 30,000 troops, and in an instant fell on the wall of the Twin Cities. The next moment, a deafening roar resounded through the sky, shocking the sleeping earth.

boom! ! ! ! ! ! !
Absolute power, a beam of snow-white light, started from the city wall where the gate of the Twin Cities was located and penetrated through this towering city that could accommodate 100,000 people.

Its brilliance started from one end and dissipated from the other end of the twin cities, breaking through the city walls.

The entire Twin Cities was split into two in front of the beam of light. All those in the city who were touched by the beam of light were turned into ashes and dissipated into the void.

The houses disappeared, and the stone pillars seemed to have never appeared. To the west of the broken city wall, Pastor Soto saw the lush fields to the east of the Twin Cities, but they had long been trampled and abandoned by the heretics.

"You evil heretics, you should accept the punishment from my Lord."

There were no passionate words, but faith brought about an unprecedented fanatical attack. Thirty thousand soldiers of the Holy See rushed towards the Twin Cities through the gaps in the city walls. Inside the city, tens of thousands of followers of Dusk also took up weapons and rushed towards these snow-white figures.

This is a fight between the believers of two great beings. For the sake of the great beings behind them, they have no fear and no fatigue. Only when the enemies in front of them are turned into ashes that can never rise again, will they end this war. They pray devoutly to the great beings at the end of their faith, praying that their faith has not been polluted and that they are still devout believers.

"Kill all the heretics!"

The long sword in his hand chopped at a Dusk Follower, and the hard bone armor blocked the sharp sword. At the moment when the Dawn believer froze, the Dusk Follower raised the sharp blade in his hand.

That was... a fusion of a long sword and bone, embedded in his arm, as if it was a natural weapon growing out of the bone.

The bone sword instantly pierced through the chest of the Dawn believer, but a terrible thing also happened. These believers, who were not wearing any hard armor and only a thin layer of white robes, did not fall down.

Blood was flowing, but at this moment his eyes turned into a holy white. There was no more extra emotion, only the fanatical and devout desire to fight in his mouth.

"Heretics shall die!"

The believer grabbed the bone sword that was stabbed into his body with his palm. The huge force made it impossible for the Dusk Follower to pull it back, and the long sword that was cut on the bone armor had already turned sideways and chopped towards the Dusk Follower's head.

He wanted to retreat, but the bone sword had been connected to his body and he could not retreat at all. He could only watch the sword split his head. His consciousness disappeared at this moment, and the Dusk Follower fell down at this moment. Gray flames burned on his body, burning his own body, and finally leaving a pool of black ashes.

"Kill the heretics!"

The believers raised their swords and roared, then rushed towards the nearest enemies. They were not followers of Dusk, but slaves or civilians in the Twin Cities. They were running, but they could not outrun the believers of Dawn.

Blood was flowing, and the believers of Dawn did not care who died in front of them. They only knew that this city had become a heretic land, and everything here, including the city itself, was part of the heresy.

Destroying them is what I have to do as a believer of the Dawn.

In the distance, a Dusk Follower encountered the same problem, but the key point was that the bone sword in his arm pierced the head of the Dawn Follower. When the latter struggled frantically and tried to swing the last sword, his eyes dimmed after being pure white for a few seconds.

Destroying the head is the way to kill these believers, but it is only the lowest level believers.

Dozens of meters away, a monk believer who was bathed in holy light clasped his hands together in the shape of a cross and prayed devoutly. The holy light enveloped the surrounding area within a radius of more than ten meters. All the believers and warriors in the holy light doubled their strength and speed, and frantically slaughtered the followers of Dusk who were rushing over from all around.

In the sky, a follower of Dusk with two bone wings on the right side of his back dropped from the sky and landed in the middle of the group of Dawn believers. The sharp bone blade split the believer who was kneeling on the ground praying from top to bottom, and a bright red blood line appeared in the middle of the person from the head to the lower abdomen.

However, the next moment, the praying believer raised his head, and his pure white eyes, which were slightly shifted up and down, stared angrily at the dusk follower, and his palms loosened and grabbed the bone gap on the surface of Huang Jun's follower's body.

"Heretics of the dusk, you perish under the holy fire of my Lord."

The snow-white holy fire burned with such great force that the praying believers were able to tear apart the powerful followers of dusk in front of them.

(End of this chapter)