After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

After a good night's sleep, Thorne woke up feeling refreshed and his groin felt strong and powerful.

It's true that riding horses regularly is good for your health.

Stepping out of his assigned dormitory, Thorne looked around and realized that Starfall City, a border town, was far more bustling than he had imagined.

Groups of soldiers moved through tall concrete buildings, vendors set up stalls on the street, and even dwarfs were among them.

They arrived in sheep-drawn carts, carrying bundles of finely crafted, sharp arrows, and displayed their forged dwarven heavy crossbows in the most prominent position, awaiting the quartermaster's inspection.

Thorne had heard that dwarves lived in the Northern Territory, but he never imagined that the dwarves were so deeply involved in the operation of the Northern Territory.

Dwarves excel at metallurgy, humans at farming, and demons at combat. Whether it's racial talent or cultural influence, weapons made by dwarves are universally acclaimed.

Arriving at the commercial street, Thorne casually bought a few sandwiches for breakfast. While curiously observing the street, he walked towards the north gate, which was surrounded by several tall walls.

He soon encountered other knights who, like him, had gathered together after a brief stroll through the city.

After exchanging brief greetings, Thorne, with a sandwich in his mouth, walked to the foot of the city wall and slowly raised his head.

On the other side of the wall is...

The gates of the city wall in front of them suddenly opened with a roar. Well, on the other side of the wall was another wall, or rather, the true wall of a kingdom that had witnessed countless wars.

The area he was standing in at that moment was a true war zone.

Countless military supplies were piled up at the foot of the wall, banners fluttered atop the wall, and guards were numerous. The city gate was surrounded by two semi-circular walls, forming an impregnable defensive line.

The somber atmosphere made Thorne shudder; he seemed to smell the scent of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"Assemble! Sound the horn!"

Upon hearing the order, Thorne quickened his pace and joined the ranks of the knights. He took the reins of his warhorse from a comrade beside him, his expression a mixture of tension and excitement as he stared intently at the city gate before him.

As the melodious horn sounded, Oswald, perched atop the city wall, crossed his arms and exhaled a deep puff of smoke.

On the vast plains outside the city, there were about six hundred demon cavalrymen carrying double-headed dragon battle banners, while the dwarven slaves they brought with them numbered more than a thousand.

Standing next to Oswald, Kindem rubbed his hands together, stood on tiptoe, and cast a worried glance at his kinsman.

He dared not speak, nor did he dare to guess the Duke's thoughts. In any case, one thing was certain: those brutal demons were definitely plotting something!

"How dare they! Six hundred cavalrymen swagger in front of me!" Oswald took off his pipe, revealing a ferocious smile, and waved his hand, ordering, "Open all the city gates and see what tricks they're up to."

"Yes, sir."

Camaro immediately accepted the order and quickly sent people to spread the word. Before long, three heavy city gates opened one after another, and the land of the Demon Kingdom appeared before Thorne and the others for the first time.

Um... Looking at the natural scenery in front of him, which was similar to the human world, Thorne scratched his head awkwardly. He had thought that the Demon Realm was a dilapidated land with flames and thick smoke everywhere.

The two sides were still locked in a standoff when, seeing that the humans had shown their sincerity, a rider charged out from the demon army and arrived at the city walls a few minutes later, shouting loudly.

"Her Highness the Princess cordially invites the Duke of Oswald to leave the city to discuss the future of our two nations."

Princess?

Ignoring the demon scout who rushed back after delivering the message, Oswald pondered for a moment, then raised his binoculars again, aiming them in the direction of the demon cavalry.

The demon race has two princesses, one is a madwoman, and the other is also a madwoman.

Their schemes include, but are not limited to:

The poisoning plan: poison the hero (who had already grown up and was very strong). Incidentally, a certain harem hero almost fell for it.

Goblin Breeding Plan: Secretly send goblin races to human lands and use their rapid reproduction to create internal strife in human kingdoms.

The plan failed because goblins were unable to adapt to the climate and were intolerant to viruses in warmer regions, and thus failed to attract human attention.

The landing operation: The demons built large ships and launched an attack from the sea, successfully opening a second front in the eastern territory and gaining an advantage for a time. Unfortunately, their reinforcements got lost at sea, mistakenly landed at the wrong place, and ended up in the elven kingdom.

And the most famous one, the hybrid race project...

The plan is a long-term scheme to use captured humans to breed hybrid offspring and mold them into loyal demon warriors to launch a counterattack against humanity.

The failure was also due to the excessively long planning period, which resulted in the time reversal penalty from the two Wishing Stars.

Sometimes Oswald would lament that the abstract history of the war between humans and demons over thousands of years was full of lessons, but no experience.

Unable to find any female demons, Oswald put down his telescope and led Jenny to the foot of the city wall.

After checking the condition of the warriors, Oswald mounted his horse. The three hundred knights behind him were all dressed in light armor, while the rest were clad in heavy armor, carrying bows and spears, and one after another they leaped onto their horses.

Their goal was simple: to wipe out this group of demon cavalry.

The troops set off in batches. Oswald first led three hundred of his most elite vanguard troops, along with the warriors, to quickly outflank the demon cavalry and intercept their path.

The remaining heavy cavalry, along with Janice, broke through the enemy lines in one fell swoop.

The demons likely have reinforcements nearby, but Oswald is determined to teach them a bloody lesson.

That is: in the war between humans and demons, the demons cannot do whatever they want! The only common language between the two sides is the battle on the battlefield!

Sensing the knights' restlessness, the warhorses stamped their feet and snorted heavily.

"kill!"

With a loud shout, Oswald took the spear handed to him by the soldiers, loosened the reins, and his warhorse galloped like an arrow, rushing through the three city gates in the blink of an eye.

The demon scout who came to deliver the message changed his expression the moment he sensed the ground trembling. However, before he could turn around, Oswald suddenly rushed out and lifted him high into the air with a spear, then grabbed him as he fell.

The man before me was none other than the legendary Duke Oswald. He was indeed eyeless, and his entire body exuded a powerful aura of death.

The scout was terrified, only to hear a thunderous shout in his ear.

"Point to me which one is the Demon Kingdom's princess!"

The war broke out suddenly, and the moment the human cavalry emerged from the pass, Colin gave the order to retreat immediately.

He snatched the magic wand from the soldier's hand and quickly emitted three beams of red light, which rose into the sky.

Having done all this, Colin turned his attention back to the approaching enemy forces. He saw the leader throw the scout to the ground, and in a moment the scout was trampled into a pile of mud by the charging warhorses.

"Why don't you fight back, Colin!"

Riding on horseback and wearing full armor, the demon princess was furious. Her six hundred personal guards were the elite of the elite, each one capable of taking on ten men. How could they be afraid of human cavalry!

"The leader is likely Duke Oswald, and his threat level is no less than that of the Archmage!" Colin quickly mounted his horse and roared, trying to bring the princess back to her senses.

"He dares to come..."

The words abruptly stopped. A guard who was only ten meters away from her exploded the moment Oswald raised her hand, his flesh and bone fragments splattering onto her armor with a clattering sound.

Without the slightest hesitation, the princess turned her horse around and galloped away, disappearing into the protective embrace of her personal guards.

The presence of the dwarven slaves caused Oswald's attack to miss. He led his cavalry around the disorganized dwarven slaves and kept a close eye on the figure clad in full armor.

Both sides were neck and neck, reacting swiftly. Seeing that he could no longer close the distance, Oswald, whose physical abilities had greatly declined since becoming an undead, could only roar as he gave orders.

"Thorne, rush forward and stop them!"

"yes!"

Thorne's morale surged upon hearing this, and his warhorse accelerated once more. He knew that, even for the sake of his unborn child, he could no longer evade any more battles.

Once he caught up with the rear of the demon cavalry, he swiftly drew his longsword, leaped into the air, and charged into the enemy ranks, quickly killing a fleeing demon with his sword.

Amidst the flying blood, Thorne landed and took control of the abandoned warhorse, unleashing his speed once more as he charged towards the heart of the enemy ranks.