Chapter 1962: West Frontier
On this day, the Western Frontier at the forefront of the war, the Celtic Empire’s most elite Third Army assembled. The hundreds of meters high on the Western Frontier city wall stretched for hundreds of miles. Hundreds of high-level mages were nervous. To repair the magic circle, the forge masters from the dwarves set up one after another magic crystal cannon. The elf archers wear soft armor and toilet paper longbows on patrol.
The human knights are ready to fight, the three dragons are hovering in the void, and the furious and savage orc army is also extremely quiet.
Standing on the city wall peeking west, densely packed like waves of undead moving slowly, covering the sky and covering a large area of air, there are terrible bone dragons, liches, nightmare knights, zombies, and endless skeletons, constructed into A wave of undead with no end in sight.
Undead Scourge!
The existence of countless races and nations is frightened, and every undead outbreak will swallow one race after another, not only spreading in one world, but almost a nightmare for many races.
The 36 elite legions of the Celtic Empire. The third legion, known as the trump card, took over the defense of the West Front three days ago. This is a mixed legion composed of the lowest Tier 5 fighters and wizards, with a total number of 1.3 million. It is only a member of the regular army of the corps, excluding the number of people involved in investigation, logistics, and supplies.
In this war that has lasted for more than a hundred years, the last creatures on this continent have all gathered near the imperial capital of the Celtic Empire, and 90% of the area has been occupied by undead, demons, void monsters, and so on.
The weak races have long been destroyed, and the remaining races are the strongest warriors, mages, archers, and assassins.
The racial estrangement in the past has become irrelevant with the gradual destruction of the world.
Guarding the Western Frontier, now the commander of the Celtic Third Legion, Owen, a ninth-tier sanctuary swordsman, comes from the Tulip Duke family, one of the four dukes of the Empire, and a 370-year-old legion. long.
The youngest legion commander in the empire has ruled the Third Army for 120 years. In this war that has lasted for more than a hundred years, he is definitely a witness. From the initial recruits of the Third Army, he has been promoted all the way to today. Legion commander, has experienced thousands of wars.
But there has never been a time like today's uneasy, that long and boundless wave of undead will come down to the city at most one day, and it is impossible to win with the 1.3 million legions in hand.
Her Majesty’s King Order, no supplies, no support, no replacements.
The third legion fought to the last man!
As the commander of the Third Army Corps, he had already issued a military order, saying that people will not die and the city will not fall!
He is not afraid of death!
But he was afraid that there was no hope!
Because this is a war with no end and no hope, let alone a war of tomorrow.
In one hundred and twenty years, the soldiers of the Third Army did not know how much they had changed. All the soldiers recruited in the past have been killed in battle.
The Sky City, the last fortress of the empire, gathers all the powers and resources of the empire, and Master Mei Lin, the guardian of the empire, who is known as the **** of law, sits in the town...
The legendary mage of the empire helped His Majesty King Arthur build a huge magical empire, which has been glorious for 30,000 years, and it will eventually come to the end.
Excluding Master Meilin, all the thirteen magic gods of the emperor had died in battle, and thirty-nine half-god mages also fell one after another, and the strongest person to control the undead natural disasters on the Western Frontier is said to be a **** beyond the existence, at least It's the twelfth order...
"Commander of the Owen Legion, Vanessa Merlin is here to help by my king's order."
Above the sky, a frost dragon was suspended, and a heroic figure of a woman appeared on its back. It descended from the sky to the western wall, dressed in a azure blue legendary magic robe, with a two-meter long one in the palm of the hand. Her magic wand is impressively the deputy head of the Imperial Court Mage Group, Vanessa Merlin, one of Her Majesty’s guards.
A descendant of the magic **** Merlin, a tenth-tier demi-god mage.
"Wang Ling!"
"Miss Vanessa, please stop joking. Your Majesty will never issue such a royal decree."
"The order I received was no supplies, no support, no replacements, only a deadly fight."
"Please go back! The war has reached the cruelest time, don't let Master Merlin be distracted by you, because you are not sharing worries in the empire, but adding to the empire."
"Miss Vanessa, if you still refuse to leave, I will impose the highest law against you during the war."
Legion commander Owen looked cold and solemn, and would never give Vanessa any negotiation terms. This is the only surviving descendant of Master Merlin and the last demi-god mage in the empire.
"Captain Owen, I'm participating in this war. You can't stop me, and you need my help."
"As a demigod mage, you should know my role. I am not as fragile as you think."
"Because I am not only a demigod mage, but also a holy knight at the peak of the ninth order."
"You and I should know that if the West Frontier is breached, then I will stay by your Majesty's side. It will only be a few more days to live and let me do my best on the battlefield."
"I, Vanessa Merlin, would rather die in battle than wait for death in despair."
"Captain Owen, please give me a chance."
Vanessa Merlin crossed her chest with a right fist, knelt down on one knee, and gave a knightly salute to the commander of the legionnaire Owen, but stared at the far west, full of indomitability and determination.
"Enlighten the Commander of the Legion!"
"One thousand and five hundred miles northwest, the Nightmare Knight has already launched a charge."
"The number is 18,000, and the cultivation level is from sixth to eighth!"
"It is expected that there will be contact with the seventeenth team in one hour."
A rescue knight descended from the sky, without paying attention to salute, he passed the order directly.
"Passing the order! The seventeenth team retreated!"
"Make the 25th Division Orc Wolf Cavalry Charge!"
"Let the 27th Division Griffin Riders air support!"
"Make the ninth unit a centaur hunter charge!"
"Vanessa, order you to command the Mages, take effect immediately, and monitor the movements of the entire army."
Legion commander Owen stared to the northwest and immediately issued military orders, and the soldiers in charge of the orders passed the orders one by one, and finally glanced at Vanessa, and then walked down the city wall...
"Yes, commander of the legion!" Vanessa got Owen's permission and went directly to the forefront of the tense war. There was no time to organize her internal affairs, because it was a life-and-death war.
To the east of the western border wall, a young man with black hair and black eyes was walking on the plain about three hundred miles away, and a picture emerged in front of him, it was the western border wall Owen and Vanessa.
"Fuck! Old Master, Legion Commander Owen, isn't that the three thousand surviving veterans in the Legion of Order? And the little girl Vanessa is one of your apprentices, how many people have you packed in?"
"The Spicy Chicken System, if the 3000 veterans of the order, they should all be reborn here, this son owes them a promise, and now they should also give them a bright future."
"Guye, in what capacity should you take the shot? Is it possible to still use the Lord of Order?"
"Spicy chicken system, nonsense, of course it is the last monarch of the order, does this fit my identity? After all, I have countless legends in this continent."
"What! Lord, do you still have a legend, let this system take a look? The spreader of light, the only savior, the forge of the sword in the stone, the husband of the great queen, the holy king of the Celtic Empire, the dark The only light, the founder of the magic civilization, the most handsome Faye in history...Oh my god! Old man, can you still point your face?"
"Spicy chicken system, how do you talk? What is shameless, this is called Yingming Shenwu, understand?"
"..."
The ancient wilderness and the system wandered on the plain, and the system was completely speechless in the end, completely refreshed by the shamelessness of the ancient wilderness.
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