Hmm, this is a serious matter.
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The battlefield was exceptionally quiet at dawn, with the weary warriors who fought valiantly now snoring loudly at the dical point, unable to be awakened by anything.
The manipulated undead continued to wander around the positions under the control of the Necromancers and Netherworld Knights, replacing the soldiers to perform guard duties.
However, they were still not the most eye-catching ones.
The massive Dragon knights stationed at last night’s position attracted the attention of many reserve personnel with their unique stance, especially the Transia Militia, who had received orders for an all-night march and had just arrived at the Lord’s position as reserves to participate in the battle.
The sowhat fatigued Brigadier General Flanders yawned as he rode his war horse, puzzlingly observing the gigantic machinery guarded by the undead, and turned to ask an officer beside him:
"Aren’t those the Half-body Man’s machines? I heard we used these weapons at the Blackfla Mountain Pass Position?"
"Yes, but also no."
The brigadier general’s aide was a commander selected from the Blood Covenant Servant Army, with cool chanical legs, who had experienced the Black Fla Maw Position’s offensive and defensive battle.
Facing the general’s inquiry, the aide perplexedly said:
"They look the sa on the surface, but differ in details, the most obvious being these walkers have no pilot compartnts... Hard to understand, if there’s no operator, how are these hulking robots moving?
When I was handing over earlier, that excited sentry ntioned, last night these big guys alone killed thousands of Wolf People in thirty minutes, reportedly the position was held thanks to these bodies and the giant chanicals."
"Perhaps it’s so kind of spell?"
Flanders stroked his beard, suggesting with a hint of speculation:
"I don’t understand chanics, but if it’s the vampires’ secret technique combined with steel, perhaps it could create even more formidable war implents?"
"Uh, that’s beyond my domain."
The aide shrugged, following along as the brigadier general led the troops forward, glancing back at the neat formation behind him, finally unable to quell his curiosity, queried:
"When General Kudell requested to bring Blood Covenant Army remnants to join the militia, I initially refused, we are elite warriors who ca to Transylvania solely to exact fierce revenge on the Wolf People, how could we mix and fight alongside militias?
But after truly witnessing your Transia Militia, I realized my thoughts were limited.
Your militia here aligns with regular troops elsewhere! I sense these militias’ organizational and training levels are already comparable to Nordtof’s local elites."
"Hahaha, many have this confusion, it’s normal."
Brigadier General Flanders shook his head, stating:
"Not to ntion a third of the militia mbers were forrly Ard Blood Servants of the Blood Vulture Clan, part of the regular army, even those strong young n drafted from various administrative villages undergo weekly drill and skill training.
In foreign words, everyone as a soldier is Transylvania’s hallmark, outsiders must taste it.
Of course, if you want to explore further, I’ll give you a copy of ’Transylvania New General History’ compiled by the administrative office, when you rediscover this ghost place’s history from the People’s Historical perspective, you’ll know why our militian are so formidable."
The general, with a complex identity, paused.
He gazed at the distant, towering silhouette seemingly never retreating before the Lord’s position, speaking softly:
"Living here, facing trouble without daring to draw a knife is a prelude to death, not fighting will entail death is every Transia person’s life’s portrayal.
We’re truly unafraid of war!
What we fear is after battling, gaining nothing but despair, but this ti it’s different, Transia won’t concede like before.
If Wolf People want to step into our holand, sure!
Let them first slaughter everybody here before claiming victory."
Saying this, the general glanced again at the undead on the position, adding:
"And since Lord Murphy seized the force of death, Wolf People must kill us twice, honestly, I don’t think they can manage... No one in this world can!"
"General Kuder has arrived."
Brigadier General Flanders’ aide gently reminded him, prompting the brigadier to turn, seeing General Kuder had just finished inspecting the battlefield, under the guard of a female vampire bearing a massive firearm, swiftly dismounted, saluting General Kuder with a People’s Army greeting, stated:
"Transia Militia Commander Flanders Mackent salutes you! Civilian Protection Officer, we are ordered to support the Lord’s position line, what would our task be?"
"Firstly, tidy up the side trench, last night’s Wolf People’s raid left it in disarray, then dispatch so elites with the coming People’s Army Sixth Union to Lord Murphy’s frontline defense area."
Kudell said decisively:
"As for you, Brigadier General Flanders, I require you to temporarily serve as my aide for the next two days until this ’Three-Day Miracle’ campaign concludes."
"Three-Day Miracle?"
Flanders asked in surprise:
"Does that an it’s a three-day military operation? Is today the second day?"
"Yes, the second day."
Kudell said gravely:
"It’s not yet halfway through, the position’s losses have exceeded fourteen thousand, while Wolf People over there are estimated conservatively at forty thousand dead, but we all know it’s just the beginning! I won’t hide the situation here from you, every hour ahead will be harsher than the previous one!
It’s a three-day endurance contest, asuring who can persist to the last breath.
So far, we have a good chance of winning.
Elf Rangers and Blood Covenant Knights will also co to support, here will beco the first storm gathering point on the Maginot Line, I’ve heard of your past experiences, Brigadier General Flanders.
Now, let witness the ’Vulture’s Claw’ ability."
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