She Is Not a Witch

When the eastern border of the empire faced rebellion and suppression, the army of the Dryas finally reached the northern border.

Under the Crocodile Tooth Ridge, large stretches of tents are connected together, dotted on the originally barren grassland, making this place full of vigor and vitality.

These tents are distributed in different square barracks, and around the barracks are flying fairy wood flags. There are airships coming and taking off and landing in the sky from time to time, which seems very busy.

In the central camp.

An airship that looked like a giant gray whale was parked here, and on the steps of the airship lowered to the deck, there were people in white robes passing orders and commanding various detachments, just like the heart of this large camp.

The transparent windows separated the cold wind outside from the warm interior, and several high-ranking generals were sitting in a small meeting room discussing future actions.

"The envoy sent to Duke Raven some time ago has returned." A general sat at the head and told everyone the latest situation.

"Oh, what happened." The others looked at the general.

"It's not ideal. We thought Duke Raven would think about it a little bit, even if he bargained with us, but it's a pity that the other party directly refused."

"After the envoy came back, he told us that the negotiation was no longer realistic, because the Duke of Raven, or the nobles in the northern border, believed that giving up the name of the family, giving up the oath to the empire, and giving up the land that the ancestors worked so hard to develop is simply a waste of time. an insult."

"They take it for granted, and think it's sacred and legitimate, and that's deeply rooted in people's minds."

"Well, it seems that we still have to fight, and how many soldiers have lost their families because of this."

"But if you don't fight, it will only hurt more later."

"Our duty is to liberate the entire empire, and now is the final test."

"Let's start drawing up a battle plan."

"yes."

In the conference room, several generals and staff officers were constantly analyzing the distribution of the coalition forces in the northern border, moving chess pieces on the simulated map, and telling the route, all so engrossed and engrossed that no one even noticed that the fire in the stove next to it was slowly extinguished.

The cold wind outside the window is getting stronger and stronger, and there are bursts of fine snowflakes floating in the sky. It is autumn now, and winter will enter in a few months.

The battle officially started half a month later. The scouts in snow suits first went deep into the northern border to investigate all kinds of information, while the army entered the cold land of the northern border along the avenues on both sides of Crocodile Tooth Ridge. .

Along the way, the Dryas army relied on advanced cannons and sufficient supplies to conquer the fortresses and castles along the way, and it was very smooth. It is a little regretful that in the battle of the previous month, they did not encounter the main force of the Northern Allied Forces , mostly fighting sporadic defenders.

In this way, the scene of victory all the way continued until November, when the army of the Dryas had penetrated into the land of the northern border, and the scene of the battle changed from the wilderness and hills with a good view to the thick coniferous forest with falling snow, There are steep mountains and valleys.

The weather is getting colder and colder. Although the cold disaster has passed, the bad weather in the northern border still poses a huge obstacle to the march.

Most of the soldiers of the Dryads came from the south and lacked experience in keeping out the cold, and non-combat attrition began to increase along the way, which led to the commander having to let the four seasons witches accompanying the army waste a lot of magic power to arrange wind and warmth barriers, so as to keep them in the cold. Get a good night's sleep without getting frostbitten at night.

In December, the coldest time in the north is slowly coming. Walking on the snow-covered road, soldiers are walking in the snow with their guns on their shoulders. Everything in the field of vision is mostly white, white ground, white The forest, the white distant mountains, etc., are monotonous and boring, only the sound of stepping on the snow can be heard.

"Boom—"

Suddenly there was a loud noise from behind, and then the soldiers heard several explosions one after another, followed by the sound of musket fire.

When they received the order and were about to return to support, there was also a fierce shout of killing from the front. After two rounds of volleys, a group of strange soldiers rushed down the hillside with their axes high and crashed directly into the formation.

Dressed in tattered fur clothes, these warriors fought with soldiers holding muskets. Their skillful ax swing skills easily broke through the erected defenses, chopped down the soldiers, and then continued to advance, causing even greater chaos. .0m

"Array, array! Square array!"

The officers shouted loudly, and then the soldiers formed a square formation in the snow-covered valley and solidified.

The battle is still going on, these strange fighters continue to rush towards the lineup, but they are pierced by the hedgehog-like spears outside, and stop, and then the loaded musketeers aim and fire behind the front line, these ragged fighters They fell down in rows.

By the time the gunfire on the battlefield gradually subsided, it had been more than an hour.

"Count the number of people and report the number!"

"Yes, sir." Then there was a clear counting sound from the snow valley.

After this battle, the advancing team lost about 600 people, about one-tenth of the entire team, and the opponent also paid a price of more than 800 people.

Such similar snow ambushes began to occur everywhere in the march, and the logistics of transporting supplies began to be attacked frequently, and many things were lost halfway, which made the army lack of supplies and supplies slower and slower.

"Damn it!"

In the camp, the officers looked at the stretchers covered with white cloths, cursed at first, then fell silent, saluted in front of these sacrificed soldiers, and watched their bodies being carried away for cremation.

The orange flame ignited in the snow, with a little blue smoke, melting the snow on the ground, revealing the green grass, and the trickle of snow water flowing slowly.

The soldiers in the barracks watched the cremation scene very silently, and their morale dropped a lot.

"It can't go on like this, we have to make a change."

After suffering various ambushes and attacks, the Dryas's army simply stopped in place and stopped attacking blindly. Instead, it began to reorganize its logistics routes, set up guards along the way, and stabilize the previously liberated areas.

They publicized new ideas to the locals in the northern border, and started actual construction, laying spacious and straight roads, small factories producing daily necessities, building stylish but solid and warm houses, etc. Although the effect is slow, it is better than simplicity and practical.

At the same time, as the relationship with the local residents gradually improved, the Dryas also gradually became familiar with the daily routines of the northern border.

"It's time to fight back."

In March of the following year, the weather slowly warmed up, the snow began to melt, and the troops who had previously secured their strongholds and camps finally began to attack.

The iron-gray Dragon Wing flew roaring across the sky, scouting the terrain and enemy troops below, and kept gathering the movements of the northern coalition forces to the rear until a suitable attack plan was arranged.

The flames of war ignited again. Under the castle of Viscount Bran under Han Fengling, groups of soldiers braved the artillery fire on the city wall and rushed forward. The dragon wing aircraft in the sky circled and then swooped down, with a howling roar. The bomb was dropped, and a huge gap was blown in the city wall, and then the soldiers rushed in, and the noble guards inside began to fight fiercely.

Bullets were splashing, and there were sounds of shooting and explosions everywhere. After rushing into the city, some soldiers and guards started melee combat in the alley. The bayonets on the muskets were like long guns. They were held together and charged forward, while the other side also waved them. Holding a heavy giant axe, he fought with these Dryas soldiers.

Hot blood splashed on the cold stone bricks and snow, soldiers shouted and rushed towards each other, each life was shining and disappearing at this moment.

"This is war, death is inevitable, and it is an honor."

Several braziers were set up in the cold hall, and the dark red flames reflected the upper figure, coating it with a faint red light.

The Duke of Raven, wearing a gray-blue fur cloak, sat on the black throne. Standing on both sides below were majestic northern nobles. Most of them wore thick fur coats, and the inside was the sturdy and beautifully textured armor. .

At this moment, a woman in her twenties stood in the center of the hall. She was a witch from the North, begging Duke Raven to end the current war and avoid causing more casualties.

It's just that the Raven Duke coldly and directly rejected such a plea.

It is a joke to ask him to kneel down and beg for mercy from those young people in the south, to surrender completely, and to accept the conditions of reform.

My ancestors were the people of the Mercury Dynasty. After many hardships, how many races they defeated, and how many brilliance they achieved, hundreds of years ago, they finally walked out of Eternal Darkness Island and gained the right to live on this land again. But now there is actually someone who wants him to give up his sovereignty, accept the other party's ideas, and transfer the power of life and death to him with just a few words. How is this possible?

Who can predict whether the other party will go back on his word or keep his promise? All of these are too unreliable to affect the balance in his heart.

It is true that Dryas is a good organization, but it has not even been established for ten years, and it is not as old as his own son. Now he is trying to persuade himself to surrender, which sounds so ridiculous, like an insult.

"I don't know if this is your personal opinion, or it represents the opinions of the witch faction behind you, but I will not agree to such a proposal."

After venting the anger in his heart, the Duke's tone softened a little. After all, the witch in front of him has also made a lot of contributions to the northern border, otherwise he would not have the opportunity to stand here.

"Back off, don't talk about it sooner."

"Yes, Your Excellency the Duke." The witch sighed, knowing that she could not change the king's mind, so she could only leave silently.

After the witch walked out of the hall, Duke Raven closed his eyes and remained silent for a while, then opened his eyes.

"Those wizards in the northern tower, what is your reply now?" He asked the recording officer beside him.

"This is the answer from the chief wizard."

'Although necromancy is powerful, its cruel nature is no longer easily accepted by the world. If adults want to use it, even if they win, they will face attacks from all sides in the future. The Church of Angels, the elves, and even the people of the Southern Islands The kingdom of mages will go to war with us. '

"Heh, I've heard such words many years ago."

Although the words of the chief wizard were not deceitful, Duke Raven still felt a sense of suffocation. He clearly had such a weapon in his hands, but he could only put it aside and quietly wait for the failure to end.

The reason why the aristocrats in the north, who are the remnants of the Mercury Dynasty, do not see the army of undead all over the mountains and plains after the war is now, is because of the restrictions imposed by all parties on the secret arts of the past.

Although the Mercury Dynasty was brilliant, its historical background was extremely cruel. Many of the necromancy techniques used in them challenged the current ethics and stimulated the nerves of the public, making it difficult to be accepted and recognized.

The same is true, it is Duke Raven, who is a necromancer knight, who becomes the head of the nobles in the north, not other families of necromancers.

Even though the Necromantic Sequence can still be researched and slowly developed in the northern border, its use and performance has been restricted by all parties and cannot be used easily, unless, unless it is the end of the chaos and disaster, when there is no hope.

"In this case, we can only try our best."

After a long time, the Raven Duke opened his tired eyes, and slowly scanned the various lords present before standing up.

"Mobilize the army and start the battle."

"Yes, my lord."

After seeing the leader of the northern border issue an order, each of the lords present took orders and walked out of the hall.

Cavalrymen and messengers with missions spread out from the Raven Moon City, which is located on a huge hill, and they will spread the will of Duke Raven and the Trey family to the entire northern territory.

a month later.

The black and cold steel armors are lined up on the snowy field, and rows of well-trained knights are lined up in an extremely neat formation, advancing slowly,

They held the flag of the gray raven high in their hands, and the skeleton birds hovered in the sky, looking down at the hundreds of black phalanxes below.

This permafrost wasteland was carefully selected by the Trey family. It was suitable for the northern cavalry to play. Moreover, the ground was frozen, which was also beneficial for the witches to cast spells.

The ancient desolate horn blew slowly, and these northern knights who followed the ancient tradition and will moved forward slowly, and then gradually accelerated. The charge was mixed with debris and cold wind and moved forward under the cover of ice fog all over the sky.

There was a rapid and heavy vibration on the ground, and the soldiers of the Dryas stared at the hazy fog, clenched the shields in their hands, and swallowed nervously.

Soon, a group of knights in silver armor, black cloaks and overalls appeared in the field of vision, and at this time they were only fifty meters away from the front of the formation.

The intensive musket shooting only knocked down a few knights in the front row, while the remaining knights continued to move forward, even if bullets grazed their armor, only a few sparks were left behind.

As the elite legion directly under the Trey family, the Raven Knights once again showed their ruthless will and fighting power after hundreds of years of silence. The dark armor not only makes many spells invalid, even physical attacks are also difficult. leave traces.

The cold and dead magical power entangled on the weapons. When these raven knights rushed into the line of the Dryas, every time they swung, they would take away several lives.

Facing these oncoming 'Reapers', even if the soldiers in the front line wanted to fight back, they were trapped by a burst of ice cold, became slow and stagnant, and were easily beheaded by the opponent.

"Back! Let the Golem Legion step forward to resist!"

The soldiers in the front row of the Dryas kept retreating, and the tall steel golems behind them also stepped forward slowly, standing still in front, the armor on both sides of their arms flipped forward, and then they were put down heavily, connecting them together like a steel city wall , strong exception.

Then, the cover on the head of the golem was opened, revealing the cold and rotating gun barrel behind it, and the enchanted gold bullets shot out in the cold wind, leaving dense and blazing afterimages of fire in the air.

Clinking sounds rang out from the raven knights. After a burst of bullets struck the dark knights who had defeated the mages of Oz, their armor finally shattered, flew up like broken dolls, and rolled to the ground.

In the sky, necromancers rode skeleton birds, flew over the front line of the army formation, and swooped down. Accompanied by the sound of flapping wings was the silent whistling of ghosts. These translucent ghosts were commanded by the wizards. Pierce the golem's layers of armor, slaying its mage and driver, turning it into a stone-cold death, and then march on, wrecking and disrupting the front lines of the Dryas.

A dense sound of bows and crossbows sounded from the ice mist, and then the pitch-black rain of arrows fell on the Younger Wood's army formation, taking away a large number of lives.

After the large-scale installation of muskets, shields have gradually become dispensable, and now they are no longer standard equipment for every soldier, and arrows falling from the sky have become extremely dangerous.

"Scatter!" Looking at the scene in front of them, the Master Chiefs yelled loudly, then raised the butts of their guns and kept waving them, trying to block and resist some of the arrows as much as possible.

"Kill!"

The sound of shouting came from the ice fog, and the northern coalition forces rushing to the front line waved their weapons, quickly cleaned up the remaining soldiers on the battlefield, pushed down the silent golems, and then rushed towards the rear of the front line layer by layer.

The situation began to turn upside down. Seeing that the line of the Dryas was about to be pierced, facing a huge defeat and collapse, a gust of flames rose up and blew towards the oncoming enemy troops. For a while, the fog dissipated, the cold disappeared, and the air changed. It was hot and humid.

"Fire, fire!"

After the observers in the rear gained their vision, the commanders ordered successively that the cannons lowered their angles and fired continuously, and exploded among the coalition forces in the northern border. At this time, they finally slowed down the opponent's offensive and gained a precious respite.

The front line began to be restructured, and the roar of the propellers of the dragon wing aircraft came from the distant sky behind. Iron gray bodies flew across the high sky, and flowers of flames rose from the ground. These dragon wing aircraft were like fire dragons. Changed the situation on the battlefield.

Facing the fierce and roaring war machine~www.readwn.com~ Duke Raven swung the sword in his hand with a cold face, and special 'envoys' dressed in black robes turned transparent and flew towards the sky.

Not long after, the dragon wing aircraft in the sky began to fall one by one, the fuselage broke, and the flames and thick smoke billowed, piercing the sky with an ever-increasing roar, and hitting the ground.

Amidst the explosion and roar, these Dragonwings disintegrated in the impact, and then bounced up slightly, gliding forward with flames and black smoke, making the sound of steel twisting. The propellers were still turning, bringing up countless mud and The debris, until the end, barely stopped.

The cold and frozen land is full of thick smoke and flames, and the sound of screaming and fighting is everywhere, and every life remains on this land forever.

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