Poisoned Land (3)
After several discussions, Ola ordered the institute to build a huge windmill, and the rough design was provided by Inger.
But within half a month, huge windmills were erected between the hills in front of the eastern front, transported by train, in order to block the advance of the miasma.
But it can't resist the sea breeze. In another month or two, Qiu Nei will enter summer, and the summer wind from the ocean will accelerate the invasion of miasma.
Blue Scale continued to help fight the demons at the coast, using the waves it created to swallow them up.
Inger traveled everywhere to eliminate the miasma and reduce the scope of its invasion as much as possible, but as expected, it was just a drop in the bucket.
The other armies, led by high-ranking knights, guarded the defense lines in various battle zones and sent people to investigate the location of the seed buds. Unfortunately, after a month, no trace of them was found.
March 1898.
There was an accident.
In a remote corner on the east side of the Northern Fangtas territory, a branch of the demon army that was originally heading towards Saha split off and headed south.
Originally there were only a few small villages there, hidden by the mountainous terrain, and it was a remote canyon.
However, the place they were about to plunder was a base in Chune for storing food and settling civilians.
At this time, the troops stationed in that area moved their positions due to attacks from another direction.
Requests for emergency support came from both Fontas and the capital.
Yunia frowned and said, "Since the miasma formed, the movements of those monsters have become more organized and regular. It may be that the clone of the Demon Mother Tree is trying to control them."
Alex bent down and put his hands on the map. He pointed his finger in a direction. The stronghold was diagonally southwest, and not far away was the border of the capital of the central region.
Most of the troops and cavalry regiments protecting the capital were also sent to the front.
Duke Leon put his hands behind his back and said, "This is intentional. It's a diversion."
Fleming wiped his face and said, "What should we do now? We can't hesitate. We must send reinforcements immediately."
Marcia, the former leader of the Rose Knights, said, "We can lead the team over here."
Duke Leon said, "My regiment is here, and we can hold it for a while."
Alex tapped the table with his fingers a few times, and he had a plan in mind. He said, "We are now in the Eastern Theater. Even if we have the spare capacity to send reinforcements here, we are not on the train route, and there are no teleporters. It will be too late for the reinforcements to leave from here and be teleported to the nearest teleporter in the capital."
Leon frowned and looked at the map carefully again with the other officers. Everyone's expression became gloomy.
Alex said: "It should be led by the Demon King Ruijun. He can hear what others are thinking, so it is easy for him to collect intelligence. He found a breakthrough point in this complex situation, and they started to take action."
Leon's sister, Sicilian, who was already a level 7 knight, asked, "How about asking the wizard to teleport the army from the capital? Can the wizard do it over that distance?"
Before Alex could answer, Xiliya, the second brother of Xiliyan, who was currently a level 7 wizard, said, "No, the only wizard in the country who can do this is Inger Neckar. He is now in the southern theater helping the Duke of Derek resist the demons. The situation there is very bad and he can't come back."
Xixi Li An shook his hands in frustration, "Tsk! Are we just going to give up?"
Aiden, the former head of the Central Royal Knights, said bitterly: "We can't give up. If we give up that place, the capital will be in danger, and then everyone in the capital will have to start fleeing for their lives."
Having said that, at the current speed at which the front is advancing, it is only a matter of time before people in the central region begin to flee.
Alex said calmly, "I'll go first. I hope the reinforcements can arrive as soon as possible."
Several people were stunned for a moment.
Leon asked, "Are you going to lead the elite contingent first?"
Alex shook his head. "No, that's too slow for me alone."
Everyone in the command tent showed a look of shock.
Kunpeiwu couldn't help but say: "Sir!"
Yes, in anyone's eyes, this is an act of suicide.
Although the attackers were only a small group of demons, it was most likely a group led by the Demon King, and their number was definitely no less than 10,000.
Alex just smiled, patted Kumpeu on the shoulder, and said to everyone: "Don't worry, I will survive."
Looking at his eyes, everyone realized that this man was not trying to be brave or to die, but was certain that he would win. He was fully confident and took it for granted that he would come back alive and win if he faced an army of thousands alone.
Normally, this was arrogant and unrealistic. But when the person was Alex, everyone believed it unconsciously.
Sicilyan's body was covered with goosebumps. She clenched the two spears in her hands, her eyes gleaming with excitement, and blurted out, "Me! I'll go with you too! I'm very fast! I won't be a drag!"
Leon hit her hard on the head.
"Ah! Brother! What are you doing!"
"Shut up!" Celia also shook her head.
Alex smiled and said, "Assemble the Second and Third Divisions of the Second Army immediately. I will set out first, and you should reach the battlefield as quickly as possible."
Marcia and Aiden shouted yes.
Kunpeu still looked at Alex with uncertainty, biting his lip and unable to speak.
Because he grew up well, he is now tall and handsome with no scars. He has gradually become a commander who is recognized as leading a battalion in the army. He is confident that he can calmly judge the situation in any war, but his calmness disappears when he meets Alex. Alex's life is more important to him than victory in war and other civilians.
Seeing this, Alex said gently, "Kun, if you believe me, I will come back alive. Have I ever broken my promise?"
Kumpeu knew that Alex would never promise anything he couldn't do. His confidence came from his absolute strength and confidence.
He always stood at the front, with everyone following his back to fight. It seemed that he would never fall down.
At the end of the day, Kunpeiu forced a smile and raised his fist: "Waiting for His Highness' triumphant return."
Alex smiled brilliantly and bumped fists with him, "I'll be back soon."
As the battle was in a race against time, Alex ran straight to the teleportation stone as soon as he left the tent.
He handed over all matters to reliable people and had no worries.
However, before he set out, the Duke of Leon gave him an unexpected gift.
"He insisted on coming, and then I thought about it and thought he might be able to help, so I took him along."
Even Alex couldn't help but smile when he saw the snow-white deer with its head held high and its fur shiny.
Fantine shook her head and walked to Alex's side with big hooves. The colored crystals embedded in his body disappeared. Instead, the double moon pattern on his forehead flashed colorful light under the light, and the antlers like frosty branches shone crystal clear in his hands.
Alex hesitated for a moment, then put his hand on his head. "I'm going to fight. It's dangerous."
Fantine nodded her head to his palm and said, "How can I not be present at a knight's fight as a mount?"
The eyelashes on his deer eyes were still long and fluttering, and a human expression appeared in his eyes: "Alex, you need my ability."
Alex was stunned, and he remembered what Fantine had said to him.
"I will be useful. When you need me, I will rush to your side no matter where I am."
So, here he comes.
Fantine said proudly the next second: "I told you that one day we will meet again and we will fight side by side on the same battlefield. I am surprised that you let me come so late. What will you do without me?"
Alex laughed and rubbed Fantine's head vigorously.
"Let's go!"
Thanks to Fantine's speed, they were already standing in the countryside in front of the canyon in less than half a day.
The countryside, where there were few trees and shrubs, had not yet been trampled by the demons and was sprouting fresh greenery, with unknown flowers dotting the paths and grass.
Behind them are people who need protection, and ahead is an unprotected battlefield.
One man, one deer.
Alex unsheathed the sword.
Sword Eater and Fantine bickered with each other, arguing over which one was a knight's lifelong partner, the sword or the mount, bringing noisy vitality to this quiet wilderness.
Alex sat on a slightly raised mound of earth, closing his eyes and resting.
At a certain moment as the sun began to sink into the mountains, Alex slowly stood up.
Fantine smelled the foul odor in the air and sneezed.
The sword eater said, "Here it comes! Here it comes again! I really hate eating the blood of those guys, but it feels so good to kill them!"
Alex lowered his sword, looked into the distance, and asked Fantine:
"Are you scared?"
Fantine raised his head, fearless: "Afraid? I have never been so excited! Are we going to fight? Is the battle going to start soon?" He looked back, "Hmm? Where are the reinforcements? Aren't they catching up? So slow?"
Alex laughed: "You are my only support."
Marcia and Aiden led 7,000 troops to rush to support, and they ran.
They cannot consider physical issues.
Because there is a person who is fighting alone in the front.
One person faces tens of thousands of demons.
Marcia crossed the canyon and saw a dark area not far away. Her breath was choked in her throat.
Aiden yelled, "Quick! Speed up!"
As I got closer, the stench of corpses and flesh hit me in the face.
The originally tender field was stained by the black and purple sea of corpses and blood, turning into a swamp of death.
In front of us, the demons were actually retreating. They hesitated and dared not move forward.
Everyone on Qiu Nejun's side raised their heads.
A platinum afterimage flashed before their eyes.
No, it should be said that the snow-white shadow is superimposed on the golden shadow.
They become one.
The speed of their bodies was almost instantaneous, so even the most strengthened knights could only see their bodies as shapeless afterimages.
The afterimage turned into a flowing line, shuttling among the demons.
It seems to pass by lightly.
In fact, every time a stroke is made, after a delay of a few seconds, blood will spurt and pieces of flesh will scatter.
Whether it was a monster or a demon, their lives were harvested without them even realizing it.
Less than 10% of the demon army is still decreasing, and their strong limbs and hard bodies have no resistance at all.
Marcia and Aiden, as well as the people behind them, could only watch in amazement.
They thought of many possibilities.
But I would never think of this situation.
"No... am I dreaming..."
The last few thousand demons gathered at the rear, and driven by instinct, they began to go crazy, forcing the beasts into a desperate situation.
The platinum-colored afterimage stopped in front.
Marcia and Aiden couldn't help but shout, "Your Highness!!!"
Alex didn't look back, because his speed exceeded a certain limit and the blood barely stained his armor.
He raised the sword calmly.
He ate the sword and spat out the blood on it: "Pfft, pfft, it's so disgusting! Are you going to start again? That move? Can you still use it today?"
Alex at least responded with action.
How could such a storm-like magical power emerge from one person?
Marcia and Aiden witnessed this scene firsthand.
The magic power of light swept out from Alex, and the torrent of light rushed into the sky, and then dispersed like fireworks!
They looked up, and the golden light above their heads turned into hanging swords.
The thousands of sword shadows condensed from the golden light paused in the air for only a second before falling straight to the ground.
The remaining demons dissolved and melted under the golden sword light, becoming part of the sedimentary mud of this swamp of death.
Aiden covered his mouth.
The soldiers held their breath.
One-sided massacre.
How could they believe it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes?
No, even though they saw it with their own eyes, their minds refused to believe this unbelievable scene.
The golden light has not disappeared yet.
In fact, there was still some time before the sky was completely dark, and thanks to the sun hiding behind the hills, there was still a faint light in the sky.
The soft and warm light is cast over the devastated fields.
The afterglow of the setting sun was streaming down his armor, and the blond knight stood straight with his sword in hand.
The white deer's fur was still as clean and white as ever, and he stood quietly beside his rider.
Alex stared blankly into the distance.
Behind the fallen demon group.
There was only one thing standing there that looked exactly like a human.
Demon King Ruijun watched helplessly as his own team was annihilated by a human. He showed no annoyance, and his beautiful eyes curved into crescents.
He glanced at the army behind Alex, smiled, and without taking any further action, he simply stepped back and disappeared from sight.
Alex just stood there, silent for a while.
Fantine nuzzled Alex, as if to remind him.
Alex, who was a beat late to notice, shook off the blood on the sword and sat on Fantine's back.
In the blink of an eye, they were at his reinforcements.
Marcia and Aiden held back their tears, stood at attention, and put their fists on their hearts.
One after another.
The soldiers behind him saluted at the same time.
Alex smiled again and said, "You are not late. Now, start cleaning up the battlefield."
It was late at night when Yunia woke up in her tent, and the Frost Star had just appeared in the sky.
She glanced back at her fading dream.
That was when Sissi was still around.
Alex was still very young. He came back with injuries after fighting with the bully from the neighboring territory.
Sissi wiped his body and asked him, "How did you get hurt?"
Little Alex said sullenly, "I got beaten."
Yunia crossed her legs and asked with a smile, "Did you win?"
Alex pouted. "If I fight them alone, I win."
Xixi rubbed the bruises on his face and asked softly, "Why did you fight?"
Little Alex clenched his fists angrily: "They bullied Bella, Lizzie, Baina... a group of adults, they are so shameless!"
Yunia frowned, and a layer of shadow covered her eyes.
Sissi stopped and asked, "How are they?"
Little Alex waved his fist: "They are fine, I sent them home. I have to take them away, otherwise I can beat them alone!"
Yunia blinked and stroked her chin.
Little Alex would not lie, and the swordsman who taught him swordsmanship knew this best. Although he was only a little boy who had only been holding a sword for two years, his strength and talent were enough to defeat those weaklings who had no experience in swordsmanship for many years.
So, if he hadn't been protecting the three little girls, he might have been able to defeat those adults alone.
Sissi listened to him, but kissed him on the cheek and said, "Well done, Ellie, you did a great job. How can you say you lost? You have already won?"
Little Alex's cheeks turned red with shame: "I... I was hurt, I ran away..."
Running away is ugly.
Sissi held his face and said seriously: "Alex, you have to remember that protection is more difficult than harming, and you should always choose the more difficult path. No matter how ugly it is, whether you escape or not, as long as you survive and protect the people you want to protect, then you win."
Little Alex looked at her blankly: "I won?"
Sissi: "Yes. Ellie, you are a great rider."
Sissi rubbed his soft cheeks, kissed him and praised him continuously. Little Alex soon became dizzy and started to jump for joy foolishly.
He has kept this sentence in mind until now.
From now on, he would feel sincerely happy to protect a certain existence, but he would not stir up any commotion to defeat the enemy.
That kid really grew up to be a great rider.
But correspondingly, the child has too many things he wants to protect. If he cannot protect the things he wants to protect, he will be hit even harder.
His self-confidence comes from protection. When one day he finds that he is unable to protect precious things, he will probably go in another direction.
Yunia couldn't sleep because she was holding her head, so she got up and patrolled.
Late at night, she saw a deer, whose fur glowed white even in the darkness, carrying a person towards her.
Facing his adoptive mother and master, he took off the smile on his face, and his eyes were filled with undisguised fatigue.
The teams led by Marcia and Aiden unanimously asked him to return to defend the position, so he rushed back alone.
In fact, he knew that they wanted him to have as much rest as possible.
He also understood the good intention, but he could not erase the feeling of powerlessness and regret in his heart.
He looked at Yunia and said, "Master...how can I keep our land..."
Killing so many demons wouldn't make him happy at all.
The land on which people depend for survival is gone just like that, and the blood that has seeped in may remain for more than a decade.
Plants cannot grow, groundwater sources are polluted, and people cannot survive on it.
He couldn't find a way.
Not just this time. So far.
The death toll continued to rise on the battlefield he could not see.
Wherever he fights, the corpses of demons will turn it into a barren land.
The situation is the same as in the previous life, nothing has changed.
What's the use of making up your mind?
He never won. What was he protecting?
Yunia walked over and let the tall, grown boy lean on her shoulders.
"You have protected many people. Why do you always turn a blind eye to the people you saved and always look at those who could not be saved?"
Alex closed his eyes.
There is no way.
He couldn't stop himself, and the regrets kept coming back.
Despair never left him.
The strong desire to change the desperate situation has never changed, but it only makes me more unwilling and powerless because of constant setbacks.
He spoke beautifully in front of others because that was all he could say. In the hope that more people could survive, he had to become hope for others.
Yunia patted his back heavily, giving him only a brief moment of support, and then pushed him away: "Think about what your mother said."
Alex was stunned.
Yunia smiled and said, "I can't kiss and hug you like Sissi does. I'm not that kind of person. I can only train you physically. I've watched you grow up. You're a child who never complains no matter how you're trained. But you don't realize that you're more fragile than you think. You also like to act coquettishly. If you're tired, stop and take a rest. Don't forget that the people you protect will also protect you. The responsibility of protecting this land is not just on your head."
"Even if one person can't find a way, we will always find a way together. Even if we can't find a way, our next generation will find it. Humans are such a tenacious species, aren't they? You have to have more faith in others."
"Your mother did say that you were a great knight, but don't forget that she also said that she would be very, very sad if you were hurt. I would also get angry and beat people up. You are our precious child, never forget that."
Alex recalled every detail of his childhood and smiled a smile that was uglier than crying.
Yunia looked at his expression carefully and engraved it in her heart.
In front of others, Alex has the magic power to infect others, and he is reliable and reassuring.
Therefore, when he feels wronged in front of people close to him, he always makes people feel more pitiful.
How can one stop people from loving and caring for him?
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