From Wild Mage to Wizard King

Gray-black clouds occupied every corner of the sky, and the fierce wind was raging. It blew across the earth, rolling up the half-limbed corpses, the fragmented and flattened flesh and blood, and the weapons and equipment stained with red and green blood. The flesh and blood and weapons and equipment flew and collided, making bursts of noise.

Huge cracks scratched the vast land like scars, and the materials swept into the wind made a ding-dong sound.

The sound became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely. The bottomless cracks seemed to swallow up all the materials that entered it.

Some black birds whose shapes could not be seen made sharp sounds, flapped their wings and entered the battlefield full of corpses, fiddling with the corpses back and forth, and devouring free food.

On the north side of the battlefield, countless blood-stained flags also made a sharp sound when the wind swept past.

In the human camp under the flags, almost all the soldiers were silent. Some of them leaned aside, silently wiping and adjusting their armor and weapons.

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The soldiers hiding in the corners either took out some blood-stained food from their pockets and ate it silently, or leaned against the wall, closed their eyes and rested silently.

None of the soldiers coming and going had a smile on their faces, and their faces were miserable. Even the legionnaires who were in relatively good condition had some indelible melancholy on their faces when they were patrolling, and their armor was also stained with dried blood and no longer bright.

In addition to ordinary soldiers and legionnaires, the status of the extraordinary knights who occasionally passed by the barracks was not much better.

Most of them were seizing the time to recover their strength, and the extraordinary knights who occasionally appeared were also in a hurry.

As the absolute main force against the greenskin army, the educated extraordinary knights knew very well what would happen if they let this army heading north go smoothly.

Therefore, the extraordinary knights almost stopped the greenskin army at all costs.

The so-called chivalry of Donnar in the past was also thrown out of their minds. Like ordinary soldiers, they were all dirty.

In addition, once the troops were insufficient and the battle was close to collapse, sacrifices were needed to delay time.

There would be extraordinary knights who took the initiative to take off their armor, put down their weapons, and entrust their weapons and armor to others, put on ordinary weapons and equipment, and ride on war horses to launch a death charge against the greenskin army like they were going to die. They would not stop until they were exhausted and then exploded, causing as many casualties as possible to the green tide.

In order to stop the greenskin army, more than 30% of the extraordinary knights died on the battlefield, and all the extraordinary knights from the first ring to the third ring died.

As for the four-ring knights, if Odin had not issued a death order, prohibiting all four-ring knights from fighting desperately, there would also be a death toll.

The reason why Odin prohibited the four-ring knights from fighting desperately was mainly that as the four-ring knights who had experienced the first sublimation, the role they could play was far more valuable than them fighting desperately and dying.

As long as a mid-level extraordinary knight is still alive and can withstand mental fatigue and collapse, he can continuously squeeze out strength.

Once fighting with the greenskin army, a mid-level knight can hold on for a long time, and even if he is exhausted, he can retreat to the rear without wasting precious food. He can rest for an hour or two by eating dirt and grass, and then he can go again.

Therefore, Odin does not allow them to give up on themselves and take the initiative to die.

Even if a fourth-level knight falls into madness and doesn't care, Odin will press his head and force him back to the camp, let other low-level knights come to see him before fighting desperately, let him bear the last expectations of these low-level knights, force him to recover and continue to fight on the battlefield.

No matter how he cries after recovering, Odin will not waste time to care about him as long as he is sure that he can continue to fight on the battlefield.

She doesn't have so much time to comfort a four-ring knight. Even if the whole army is wiped out and she sacrifices herself here, Odin will never allow this greenskin army to pass through this line of defense.

It was also because of Odin's strict orders, the continuous sacrifice of the extraordinary knights, and the greenskin army's attitude of killing all, that the army, which suffered heavy losses, did not completely collapse, and could barely maintain basic combat capabilities.

But that was all. As the logistical supplies in the camp became less and less, the supplies available to the soldiers became less and less.

After all, there were very few people who could draw strength from eating dirt and grass like the Four Rings Knights. Ordinary soldiers and low-level knights still had to eat, and the high-intensity fighting consumed weapons and equipment quite alarmingly.

Therefore, even if the army could still maintain morale, its overall strength was inevitably declining.

In this battlefield where no sunlight could shine, the environment seemed so depressing and dull.

On the guard post, the legionnaires wearing golden armor stained with red and green blood looked at the gloomy sky, and then glanced at the lifeless soldiers around them, silently clenching the weapons in their hands that had a lot of gaps and exuded a strong smell of blood.

In the center of the camp, there was also a person who was silently looking at the gloomy sky.

Standing in an open space in the camp, Odin was alone, looking at the gloomy sky.

As more and more soldiers and extraordinary people died in the battle, fewer and fewer people came to support from all directions, and the camp's logistical supplies gradually ran out, the things that Odin needed to deal with also became much less.

The lack of soldiers and supplies has left Odin with no extra choices.

She has done what she should do and what she can do.

After a long silence, she took off her black helmet and let her long white hair out of the helmet.

As a gust of wind and waves blew, her long hair fluttered with it. Feeling the coolness brought by the wind and waves full of blood, Odin's previously resolute light blue eyes showed a trace of confusion.

Is everything she did valuable? Can she buy enough time for the rear and Locke? Perhaps, going south with her tribe to join Eleanor is the right choice?

Thinking of this, Odin shook his head.

She is a fighter, a soldier, and a real warrior.

When she was in the solemn and solemn temple, the long sword symbolizing glory was placed on her right shoulder, and the glory of the knight was bestowed on herself, she was already a real knight.

She will fight and keep fighting.

Except for death, she will never stop fighting.

She will never choose to escape and join Eleanor like her cowardly tribesmen.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Eleanor is unreliable, even though she is the only legendary knight in Donnar.

She doesn't have the courage to fight Kan'ozu.

Now it's only 300 average subscriptions, I have to find a chance to update it and see if I can change my fate ten thousand times.

If there is no 500 average subscriptions, there will be no full attendance in the future.

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By the way, if it's ten thousand updates? Should it be divided into five chapters?