Arknights is too real, right?

For Xia Feng, the most beautiful dream in the world is to accidentally discover that this is not a dream, but reality.

In the year 1093 of the Terra Calendar, Victoria's Dark Ages entered a fever pitch.

A large number of expelled infected people fled from the north to the south. Behind them was the butcher knife of the Central Army.

It is worth mentioning that in the early days of the confrontation between the North and the South, the Imperial General Military Department assigned General Medes to the Southern Border Military District, armed with a military order from Chief of Military Affairs Frey, demanding full takeover of the Border Military District.

However, what greeted Medes was a flying kick from General Gleason.

In the headquarters, General Grissom's guards had never seen him so angry.

"boom!"

General Gleason, who was not strong in stature, picked up Medes, who was lying on the ground, and punched his former comrade in the face.

It wasn't until Medes was beaten into a pig's head that he finally gave up.

After venting, General Grissom's chest heaved violently, and his firm eyes stared at Medes, whose face was covered in blood.

"Meds, for the sake of your daughter Mesa, I will let you live today. Go back and tell Frey that even if I, Gleason, die, I will die together with the millions of infected people in the south, because in my In my heart, they are all Victorian citizens who need to be protected."

Medes raised his eyelids as he was dying.

"Gleason soldiers have a duty to obey orders, you"

Gleason straightened up and took one last glance at Medes.

"If there is a serious disagreement between your so-called orders and human justice, then the soldiers only need to fight for the justice in their hearts. I believe that the true king of the Aslan tribe will inherit the will of the first king. As long as I wait I firmly believe that blood and sacrifice are meaningful.”

With Medes gone, under the leadership of General Gleason, the Border Military Region was as stable as a rock.

A few days later.

The coalition forces of Sami and Sargon arrived at the border, the tide reversed, and the situation in the south, which had been retreating steadily, ushered in a dawn.

However, within this ray of light, there is still a gloom, because at the same time that the coalition forces arrived at the border, the Kazdaele Army led by the new monarch also completed its assembly at the Victoria border.

This war-mad monarch claimed to have helped Victoria put down the rebellion, but whether the "rebellion" he was referring to was Vina or Verin was not made clear.

With the posture of this 300,000 demon army, I am afraid that they will stir up troubled waters and get a piece of the pie.

Of course, someone would never agree to this external threat.

"Turtle, I'm leaving for a while and will be back in about a week."

Carrying a bag full of Origin Stones on his back, the man with a black flame burning in his left eye left.

A week later.

"boom!"

When Xia Feng returned to the Yehua City Border Defense Military Region Headquarters covered in blood, he slapped a bloody head on the table.

"General Grissom, that bullshit monarch asked me to kill him. Open the door."

General Grissom stared at the head and slammed the table with a loud voice.

"good!"

This explosive message was the signal for a comprehensive counterattack in the south, and the unbalanced scales were finally close to level.

After receiving this exciting good news, Meisha next to her excitedly hugged the victorious Xia Feng and exclaimed with joy.

"Great, Xia Feng, you are a hero!"

Xia Feng looked at the usually cold Meisha with some surprise.

"Hey, Chief Mesa, do you need to be so excited?"

Sensing that General Grissom and the guards were there, Mesha immediately let go of Xia Feng, her face dark red.

"Ahem, don't get me wrong, this is just a show of love for the hero."

"Show love?"

"No, no, no, it's not, it's to express gratitude. Oh, you are really annoying!"

Seeing Meisha's arrogant look, Xia Feng smiled subconsciously.

"I'm covered in blood, don't get your clothes dirty."

Mesa crossed her arms.

"Tch, I'm a soldier. How can a soldier be afraid of blood?"

At this moment, Xia Feng suddenly felt a trance.

For some reason, he looked at Mesha's face almost lustfully, and clearly heard every sound she made.

Looking at Mesa, he whispered subconsciously.

"Mesa, thank you for your letter."

After hearing this incomprehensible words, Mesha blushed again.

"What the hell, what are you talking about."

Xia Feng came back to his senses, and the indescribable sense of sight faded away like a tide and disappeared.

"without"

"What letter did you say?"

"No, it's nothing."

Mesa looked away.

"Tch, why are you talking to yourself? I just achieved some small achievements. Don't be complacent. The war is far from over."

"Heh, I know."

"Hey, I told you not to stare at me. What are you doing? You're so weird."

"kindness."

Late winter.

The Central Army, which was chasing the infected, advanced into the hinterland of the south and started a bloody battle with the Southern Allied Forces in the Hongshaping Regiment.

In that battle, many people died and many others were saved.

Those who died were great soldiers, and those who were saved were the defenseless old and weak infected people hiding in the hinterland cities. It was this bloody and cruel battle that inspired the weak to resist in the end.

At this point, the black-winged flag was raised high in Shendi City, and the terrifying black tide began to gather.

In addition to soldiers, the most terrifying "army" in the history of Terra was born.

In the heavy snow, this "mobile natural disaster" went all the way north, directly crossing the north-south border from Shendi City, and inserted into the northern hinterland like an unstoppable black dragon.

In order to deal with the desperate battle of the infected army, the Imperial Military Department urgently ordered the activation of three nearby mobile cities to form a triangular fortress with cross protection on the plain in front of Londinium.

That battle was the dividing line between heaven and hell, and it was also a ladder built by death.

The infected who are blinded by hatred will no longer be afraid of death. Even if they are shattered to pieces, even if they fight until the entire army is annihilated, they will roar towards the final enemy position.

Originium cannons, rain of crossbows, magic teams, fierce long-range strikes covered everything on the plain.

On the road back together, which was intertwined with blood and tears, Xia Feng made the final decision.

Raindrops fell in the wilderness, and there was a soft sound of "rustling". On the main battlefield in the distance, fierce battles were still rising.

Xia Feng took a deep breath, turned around, and looked beyond the three cities in front of him, looking further away.

"I'm going to Londinium."

After hearing his words, everyone looked shocked.

"Hey! Are you crazy? Going to Londinium now?"

"I'm not crazy, this is the only chance."

"what chance?"

"As long as I can kill Wei Lin, the Central Army's will to fight will be instantly weakened. Without the king who needs to be protected, their persistence will be meaningless."

Silver's deep voice came from the side.

"Is this your chance?"

"That's right."

"Xia Feng, the difficulty of attacking Londinium and killing Verin is probably no less than winning this victory on the main battlefield."

"I know."

At this moment, Xia Feng's expression was very calm.

Small raindrops fell on his face, and the water droplets wet his hair.

His eyes looked toward Londinium at the rear of the battlefield.

"I want to give it a try, just in case there is a miracle."