Ancient Imperial Calendar Year 1813
The struggle of the Kislavein-Ashbrum alliance against the devil armies was filled with victories.
The 4th Army, under the command of Ashbrum Dynasty Lord IX Junric, had laid siege to Pi Brum City, which was under devil occupation.
"The city will fall soon, Dynasty Lord," said a soldier.
"Good,"said Junric in a cold voice.
Junric put on his helmet, mounted his horse, turned to the soldiers beside him, and spoke in a booming voice:
"Attack,my lions! Kill every single devil in the city! Forward!"
The Ashbrum soldiers launched a full-scale attack under the command of their Dynasty Lord, Junric.
Junric, with his golden aura, destroyed the damaged walls of the fortress.
The Kislavein-Ashbrum soldiers who entered the city left not a single devil alive.
A few hours later
"Are they all dead?" Junric asked.
The soldier beside Junric knelt and presented his report.
"Yes,sir. Exactly 200,000 devils have been killed."
"Good.How many losses do we have?" Junric asked.
"Fifty thousand,sir," the soldier replied.
"Hmmm...fifty thousand isn't a small number, but it's quite low compared to the devils we slaughtered."
A short while later, a dark aura rose from the narrow alleys of the city. This aura, emanating from the corpses of the dead devils, swallowed the entire city in a very short time.
"WHAT'S HAPPENING?"
"WHAT IS THIS?"
The soldiers were in a state of confusion and panic. At that moment, IX Junric used all his mana to perform a great healing spell.
A golden light enveloped the entire city, and the dark aura dispersed.
This spell was so powerful that it even healed the deep wounds on the skins of the dead corpses, as if they had never been pierced by swords or torn apart by magic.
"Is everyone alright?"Junric asked his soldiers.
"Yes,sir, most of us are fine," a soldier answered.
However, it soon became clear that not everyone was fine.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHH!"
A scream rang out.
"WHAT WAS THAT?"said Junric.
Junric and his guards, the Golden Lions Legion, quickly advanced towards the area where the scream originated.
Junric was shocked by what he saw.
"Oh my God..."
Some soldiers were choking their own throats, others were scratching their shoulders, and some were trying to bite off their own fingers.
"What's happening to them?Perform healing magic immediately! Now!"
"As you command,Dynasty Lord!"
Following Junric's order, the Ashbrum soldiers performed healing spells. But the soldiers they tried to heal began to transform before their very eyes.
"AAHHHHHHHH!"
Wings sprouted from the shoulders of some soldiers. The hands of others turned into sharp claws. Some grew long, sharp horns.
"They're turning into devils!"Junric said in terror.
Junric quickly calmed down and swung his sword, coated in his golden aura, at the soldiers turning into devils.
The Golden Aura tore the transforming soldiers to pieces. Junric turned to his soldiers and gave an order in a firm voice:
"KILL ANYONE TURNING INTO A DEVIL!DO NOT HESITATE!"
The Kislavein soldiers in the army carried out the order without question and without showing any mercy.
The Ashbrum soldiers hesitated but followed the order from their Dynasty Lord.
An hour later, while one hundred thousand transformed soldiers were being 'dealt with,' the 4th Army had lost thirty thousand more soldiers.
With this incident, the 4th Army's total casualties reached 180,000.
Junric sat in his chair, his hands on his head, his morale broken.
"Fuck...What kind of magic was this?"
There was a knock at the door.
"Enter,"said Junric.
A messenger entered with a letter, knelt, bowed his head, and extended the letter to Junric.
"I greet the Lord of the Ashbrum Dynasty.I have brought an order for you from the Kislavein Dynasty Lord, IV Orsman Kislavein."
"An order? Does he think I'm his subordinate, sending me orders?" Junric thought angrily.
Junric stood up. His killing intent was so strong it seemed to choke the messenger.
Junric took the letter from the messenger's hand, opened it, and began to read:
"These are my orders to all army commanders. According to information from my scouts, the scattered devil armies have begun to gather. We suspect they are preparing to launch a full-scale attack. Assemble immediately in Xinbrum City.
IV Orsman Kislavein"
After reading the letter, Junric burned it with a fire spell.
As the letter vanished in golden flames, Junric walked out of the room and gave an order to his guards.
"Summon the commanders immediately."
The guards bowed their heads in response.
"As you command,Dynasty Lord."
As the guards ran to summon the commanders, Junric turned to the messenger, who was still kneeling behind him.
"You must be tired.Go and get some rest."
The messenger stood up.
"As you command,Dynasty Lord."
As the messenger walked quickly away from Junric's side, Junric sat back in his chair, drank his wine, took a deep sip, and then let out a deep sigh.
"Sigh...An 1813-year-old Dynasty has become the puppet of a 1000-year-old Dynasty. Perhaps the end is near for Ashbrum."
Twenty minutes later, the Ashbrum and Kislavein commanders gathered around Junric.
"A letter has come from the Kislavein Dynasty Lord.He orders that the devil armies are gathering and that all armies must assemble in Xinbrum as quickly as possible. Prepare the army. We depart immediately."
A commander stood up and asked for permission to speak.
"Dynasty Lord,how many soldiers should we leave to protect the city?" he asked.
"None,"said Junric.
The commanders were astonished.
"Are we just going to abandon the city where we suffered so many losses,Dynasty Lord?" said one commander.
Junric turned his back, clasping his hands behind him.
"A total war is coming.If we lose, we will lose all the Eastern Territories. We need every single soldier. Prepare yourselves. We are going to Xinbrum."
The commanders stood up, bowed their heads, and left the room.
A few hours later, the 4th Army abandoned Pi Brum City and marched towards Xinbrum, leaving hundreds of thousands of corpses behind them.
The final battle between Humans and Devils was approaching.