Mount & Blade: Wind of War

On the mountain road, the army marched forward and was trampled by war horses.

"With my master's combat power and the military power of my Lonely Mountain Castle, even if we don't directly unify the continent, we can at least greatly expand our current territory. Rayamond and Saint Laurent have already sent their princesses to get married. I don’t know why I didn’t decide.”

General Kress was riding a war horse, thinking about the overall situation of the current continent.

The three human camps that used to be parallel to the Styak Empire, the Kingdom of Rayamond and Saint Laurent, have now been suppressed by the orcs and are on the verge of extinction.

Sending their respective princesses to Lonely Mountain Castle is to proactively give the Lord of Lonely Mountain a reason to send troops. As long as Rod is willing to send troops, it is okay to occupy half or even all of the land recaptured by Rayamond and Saint Laurent. After all, for this For both countries, survival is the first need now.

"Rebuke!"

At this moment, the griffon in the sky suddenly let out a sharp cry. Kress looked up and quickly understood what Gale had discovered from its flying trajectory.

"Want to ambush me? Looking for death."

Kress quickly summoned the medium-armored swordsman leader Remo Mike. Today's Remo Mike has a bald head, black armor, one arm is a metal hand, and he is holding a heavy mace and is extremely vicious.

However, he is the knight that Kress uses most easily, and his ferocious temperament is vaguely consistent with the animalistic bloodthirst in Kress's heart.

"There are orcs ambushing us in front. I will attack the trap. You lead the troops to outflank us from behind and kill them all without leaving a trace!"

"As you command, General."

"For the glory of the Emperor!" Kress pressed his left hand on his chest and heart.

"For the glory of the Emperor!" The same goes for Remo Mac. When he made this action, his expression was extremely pious.

After Rod Hart officially proclaimed himself emperor, this sentence became the military's new charge slogan. During battle, the fanatical battle cry like a roaring mountain and a tsunami simply turned into a nightmare in the enemy's sleep.

This orc army that was being hunted plundered a caravan and killed people. Therefore, the mission requirement was that no one should be left alive. Their heads would be nailed to cross stakes as a warning to those who would come after them.

Meanwhile, the northern mountains edge of the world.

There are four human beings, at least living forms in human form. They stand high in the sky, staring at the clouds and thunder in front of them.

These four humans are Pope Prinsk of the Holy Kingdom, Lazar, the Supreme Speaker of the Mage Kingdom, Spasoye Dogan, the Elf Grand Elder, and the Bright Emperor Rhodes, the Lord of the Lonely Mountain.

"Our world once gave birth to a very powerful and glorious civilization. Although it was eventually destroyed, we inherited some knowledge."

"The whole world is a multiverse. You can imagine it as bubbles squeezed together." As he spoke, Prince stretched his fingers, and tiny purple bubbles and dense layers appeared in his hands. Repeatedly squeeze.

"The powerful worlds among them will be promoted after they develop to a certain level." Among the purple bubbles, those on top, the most complete and full ones, flew up and separated from Prince's palm and five fingers.

"At the same time, there are other worlds that will gradually fall into destruction." The higher the bubbles are, the more complete and solid they are, while the lower the bubbles are, the more squeezed, deformed and fragile they will be, eventually bursting and dissipating.

Because of this demonstration, everyone can easily understand it.

"You mean that our world is falling into destruction?" Master Lazar asked. Among the four, he was the only one who had not been promoted to the sixth level of sainthood. However, since everyone is willing to bring him here, they naturally agree. His potential.

However, recognition is recognition, but it is still not taken seriously.

Because the Elf Great Elder Spasoye Dogan was also looking at him, Prince nodded to him and explained:

"After being promoted to a new level, you should gradually feel that this world is getting smaller and smaller for us. Of course, the entire continent is a world that ordinary people can never visit in a lifetime, but for us ?”

While Prince was explaining to Spasoyer, Rhodes was also looking at the end of the world in front of him:

Clouds and mist linger in front of me, and purple thunder crashes down. Although I can see the rolling mountains, when I want to get closer, I feel a great sense of fear mentally. It seems that as long as I walk past, I will encounter a life-threatening danger. .

"In the previous life, an outstanding pilot could complete a round-the-world flight in three to four days, circling the earth once and then arriving at the starting point again. But in this world, after I was promoted to the sixth-level saint realm, it only takes one minute to fly at full speed. In two days, we can reach the edge of the world, but we can't go any further... Does this turn out to be a broken world? This is what Prince means by 'small', when ours When we improve again, the whole world will one day be unable to support our existence and become our cage.”

Rhodes gradually understood what Prince meant, and Spasoyer and Lazar were also good at understanding. They also gradually understood.

To put it simply, a complete plane world is a house, and the broken world we are in at this time is just a bedroom. You can stay there for a short time, but if you just stay in your bedroom for a long time, people will go crazy. dropped.

"This is not the only danger. The lower the bubbles are, the more they will squeeze each other, deform and weaken. If the bubbles break, there will be nothing. This is where our world is."

Prinske controlled the purple bubbles with his mind, letting them separate from the middle, pointing to a deformed bubble at the bottom, turning it red.

This red bubble was tightly squeezed together with the purple bubbles around it. They were all deformed and far less thick and solid than the bubbles in the middle and upper layers.

"The best way to prevent the bubble from breaking is to merge with other bubbles. Of course, the word 'swallow' is also appropriate. We are tightly squeezed together, and the laws of the world are constantly disintegrating and collapsing. We don't know what kind of civilization has been born in other worlds, and what kind of powerful life individuals have appeared. However, if we don't want to die, we'd better join hands. Whether it's for self-preservation or survival, we must do something."

"According to what you said, we should kill you first to reduce the burden of this world." Spasoye narrowed his eyes and said so.

"The idea is correct. Too many creatures from other realms coming to this world will increase the burden, consume resources, and accelerate the destruction of the world. It's not just us creatures from other realms. You powerful beings and those ancient gods and Old Ones (gods) that have appeared in this world, who are still alive after death, are also burdens on this world and consume a large amount of resources."