Old days in the box

Chapter 25 Miss Sharon
But what Zhou Xiao didn't expect was that the battle was not as evenly matched as he imagined.

Even though the soldiers of the kingdom had prepared an ambush in advance, even if his villains had given up their tactics and charged directly.

However, the advantage of magic over ordinary mortals is too great.

In the world of Atrium, there were originally people like witches, hermits, and priests who mastered magic.

The magic on the deep-diving elves is more complex. It is created by the local magic combined with the magical wind of Warhammer and the World Tree of Warcraft.

Putting it on this kind of battlefield is simply a dimensionality reduction strike.

"For the good old days!"

On the screen, all the deep-diving elves roared angrily.

Their bodies glowed in waves, as waves of magic surged beneath their skin.

Fire, vines, and shadows were all released from their hands, instantly disintegrating the ambush of the kingdom's soldiers.

"This gap is too big. How can Feilongqi lose?"

Zhou Xiao originally thought that because they were so reckless, he might take action if necessary.

But I didn't expect that the gap in hard power between the two sides was so big that even an ambush would be useless.

No wonder his villains were able to force the kingdom to the point of abandoning the town with such a small number of people.

Within a short while, the battlefield focused on the window was already dyed red.

Lots of blood, dead bodies, and abandoned weapons.

From Zhou Xiao's point of view, it was like watching a documentary about ancient Nordic wars.

Although the soldiers of the kingdom are constantly falling, more soldiers are constantly being replenished from the capital and thrown into this flat battlefield.

The strong smell of blood even attracted vultures, which hovered over the battlefield.

The deep-diving villains with the wind of fire caused the most casualties, causing tongues of flame to rise from the swords of their companions and summoning huge fireballs to ignite the battlefield.

The deep-diving villains with the wind of life rushed forward. Their vitality was the most tenacious. They also moved forward with thorns and vines, blocking the enemy's route.

The deep-diving villains with the wind of the sky create a protective barrier behind them to resist the bows and arrows fired from a distance.

Several different magical winds roared on the battlefield, and the kingdom's soldiers were instantly defeated.

In such selfless fighting.

Naturally, the little people cannot escape unscathed.

But compared to the deaths of the kingdom's soldiers, that was only a negligible loss.

The companions among them who had mastered the wind of life soon began to treat the wounds of others, and they were not serious.

After being blessed by transformation, the bodies of the deep-diving elves are far stronger than ordinary mortals, and they are not easily injured.

If it weren't for these soldiers pouring out of the city like a colony of ants.

They had already fought their way in.

However, as time passed, Zhou Xiao gradually felt something was wrong.

These kingdom soldiers continued to increase their numbers in waves even though they knew they were losing on the battlefield.

It would be okay if it were three or five waves, but at this time they have been like this for more than ten consecutive waves.

The little people in the middle of the battlefield may not notice it.

But from the window overlooking the battlefield, Zhou Xiao could see this very intuitively.

The other party is no longer providing reinforcements, this is simply... sending death!

These kingdom soldiers can obviously retreat to the city walls and moats, using high ground and bows and arrows to create advantages.

But they chose to fight stubbornly here and continue to fill this battlefield with their bodies.

This was obviously stalling for time, not wanting the deep-diving elves to get close to the capital.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiao suddenly stopped relaxing and seriously turned his attention to the capital.

There was no view of him in the capital, it was still pitch black and he couldn't see inside.

"Aren't you... holding back your ultimate move inside?" Zhou Xiao suddenly felt worried.

As a player with rich experience in strategic games, he understands what human tactics mean.

When he played Civilization 6, he also tried to fill in all his troops, just to delay a few rounds to build the ultimate killer doomsday mech.

If they really hold back their ultimate move in the Kingdom, that would be a bit bad.

Regardless of whether the God of War believed in by the Kingdom of East North is the real God of War Tyr.

At least one thing is certain.

That is, their war priests do possess the magic power related to the gods, enough to sense what is happening on the coast from distant capitals.

It wouldn't be fun if they were really forced to hold back some big moves in the city.

Because so far, Zhou Xiao has never come into contact with the local gods in this world.

The ability of this window is of course infinitely overwhelming to mortals.

But what about the native gods within?

If the gods here, like the twelve main gods in Norse mythology, all have the same or even greater power than his window, then he will have screwed up.

"This can't work. Either attack in or withdraw. We can't be dragged here." Zhou Xiao began to worry.

On the screen, the deep-diving elves were still fighting feverishly, showing no mercy to the Kingdom soldiers that kept pouring out.

The soldiers of the kingdom are well aware of the power of these deep-diving evil creatures. They never expected to defeat them from the beginning, especially on such a frenetic battlefield.

They don't need to defeat them, they just need to delay time.

The grand sacrificial ceremony in the capital has begun.

As long as this group of deep-diving evil creatures cannot get close to the capital, the final victory will surely come.

Under the orders of the War Sanctuary, countless soldiers were sent to this battlefield one after another to resist the footsteps of these deep-lurking evil creatures.

Thousands, if not thousands, of loyal Kingdom soldiers will be exhausted within a few hours.

These soldiers are deeply educated in the War Sanctuary and have extremely high faith in the God of War, even if they sacrifice their lives without hesitation.

In terms of loyalty to their faith, there is no difference between them and the Deep Diving Elves.

Countless soldiers of the kingdom continued to pour out of the city walls.

They may not be able to resist those deep-diving evil creatures and their terrifying magic.

But as long as they can be held back, even just a few minutes is enough - at the cost of their lives.

This is not a battlefield where gods confront each other.

This is the battlefield where believers in the gods confront each other.

Both of them are willing to give everything they have to dedicate the ultimate glory to their gods.

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At the same time, a fierce fighting was taking place outside the city.

In the capital of East North Kingdom, somewhere in a luxurious noble mansion.

Shaking cupboards, shattered windows, wildfires burning in the streets.

The young aristocratic girl hid in the room, holding her head in confusion.

The screams of the crowd came from the streets. Soldiers were searching outside, cursing loudly. Then there was the sound of swords being drawn, and the screams stopped abruptly.

The girl hid in the corner, covering her ears in fear, and was at a loss what to do.

An unprecedented large-scale manhunt is taking place in the city. Soldiers are arresting people everywhere, and many refugees are taking advantage of the chaos to rob. Order has been lost.

Fires could be heard on the street from time to time. I heard that it was because people gathered to resist, and soldiers set fire to their houses. Now the fire is spreading all the way from the slums.

Her father was a wealthy nobleman in the city. Seeing this, he immediately carried several boxes of gold coins to the War Sanctuary to buy some peace.

But after his father left, he never came back.

The same was true for those who were escorted to the War Sanctuary. None of them came back.

"Miss Sharon! Why are you still here? Leave now!"

The door was opened, and an old housekeeper rushed in, his face covered in blood.

"Where is father? How is father?" Sharon immediately got up from the corner as if she had seen a savior.

"The Viscount has been captured by the soldiers! They have also confiscated all your property for bribery, and are now on their way here! You should leave quickly!" The old housekeeper shook his head, extremely anxious.

In fact, since the Viscount left, the mansion has been robbed by refugees twice, and the housekeeper was injured while protecting the young lady.

Property is no longer important now, he just wants the lady to leave here safely.

"How could this happen..." Sharon's pupils were shaking, and tears burst out from her eyes.

There was the sound of glass being smashed downstairs, and the refugees turned back again.

"You leave quickly through the back door, and don't come back!" The old housekeeper warned her again, and then walked downstairs with a shovel.

Sharon was left in the room at a loss, crying silently.

She didn't know what was happening in the kingdom and why there was suddenly a big manhunt.

The Viscount protected her so well. She had not heard of any of the plunderings of the deep-diving elves in recent days and the turmoil in the kingdom due to the Viscount's deliberate arrangements.

Sharon only vaguely knew that a group of people who called themselves deep-diving elves appeared on the mainland and believed in an existence called the Old Ones.

The civilians on the streets were whispering that the deep-diving elves were the real envoys of the gods.

But why did the kingdom start a fight with these divine envoys?What do they want to do by arresting so many people?
Sharon didn't know.

She only knew that she had no other option at the moment. The only thing she could do was to pray to the gods for help.

But who can she turn to for help?

The kingdom believes in the God of War, but my father was captured and taken into the War Sanctuary.

In despair, she thought of the deep-diving elves and the existence they believed in.

Now maybe this is the only chance.

Sharon trembled and put all the gifts, jewelry, and jewelry that her father had given her since she was so old on the bed, as well as her favorite dress and doll.

She knelt in front of the bed, clasped her hands together, and called out with great piety.

"The great existence called the Old One, I hereby dedicate everything I have and beg you to protect my father's safety..."

(End of this chapter)