He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 116. War Begins! Fight to the Death and Never Retreat from Birka?
The army of the Dawn Knights marched straight in and soon arrived at the capital of the Principality of Birka.

Facing this city, Markov could no longer rush around as recklessly as before.

There are about three thousand heavy cavalry stationed in the royal capital. Even if you remove the previous one thousand, there are still two thousand left.

In addition, there are two to three hundred archers, four to five hundred magician legions and knight legions.

Adding the remaining 70,000 Royal Capital Guards...

It doesn't sound like a large number, but it is far less than the previous 300,000 troops.

But these more than 70,000 people can easily beat up Leo's 300,000 troops.

In a mysterious side world like the Rodri Continent, the number of troops is far less important than the quality of the troops.

According to the information Markov had inquired about, there were conservatively estimated to be several hundred intermediate knights here, and there were probably also a few senior knights and senior magicians.

In fact, old Birka is stronger.

Markov is still confident of victory, but...

He had to admit that the Dawn Knights, who had won great victories along the way without any casualties, might suffer losses.

but……

Markov took out the Totem of Undeath from his backpack and calmed down.

With the subsequent war preparedness resources sent by Layal, there will be no big problem!

The only thing to do is to be careful of the demons, because Markov already knows that old Birka is cooperating with the demons.

But this is still not a big deal. As the end of this holy war, Ian and the others will come in person.

As soon as Ian arrives, no matter whether they are demons or knights, they must die.

But before that, as the leader of the Knights Templar, he must first create a good record of battle.

"Captain Markov, this city is not easy to capture."

Wu Lie'er frowned slightly and gave a reminder.

The cities attacked along the way had very little defense, and with the spread of the Dawn Cult's faith, they often collapsed on their own.

The few who could offer resistance were directly smashed through by the Dawn Knights' charge of two thousand heavily armored tanks.

The charge of two thousand heavily armored Dawn Knights made not only the defending army but even the city walls seem as fragile as paper.

Often, after one round of charge, a city wall would collapse directly.

But the capital is different...

This place is covered with a large formation formed by hundreds of magicians, and over time, the formation has become more and more solid.

I'm afraid even elite knights and magicians can't break it easily.

In Markov's eyes, the most troublesome part of this battle was breaking the city.

As for the troops within it...

The Knights Templar can deal with powerful knights, but Markoff can also chase and kill elite knights with a sip of alchemy potion and MC equipment.

The Royal Guards and Cavalry of the Capital City were not a big problem for the Knights of Dawn and the Night Watchmen. After all, there was a qualitative gap between them.

A mid-level knight could kill thousands of ordinary soldiers without taking any damage, and a mid-level knight...

All two thousand Dawn Heavy Cavalry took the potion.

The Magician Corps and the Knight Corps also have Night Watch Snipers.

But the prerequisite for fighting like this is to break the city.

"Captain Markov."

Uriel added another sentence.

"Our Dawn Cult army has won victory after victory. The strength of the Dawn Heavy Cavalry has long been known to the Kingdom of Birka."

"In my opinion, they wouldn't be so foolish as to send a large army out of the city to fight us. They're most likely defending the city and waiting for support from the Human Kingdom Alliance or the Demon Tribe."

Markov said softly:

"Don't worry about reinforcements. His Holiness the Pope is already on his way to the battlefield."

"His Holiness the Pope is here in person?"

Wu Lie'er was shocked and immediately rubbed his hands with excitement.

"Then we should quickly open up the situation and not let His Holiness the Pope down!"

"That's exactly how it should be!"

Markov nodded.

"All troops, listen to orders. The Dawn Heavy Cavalry will remain in place and stand by. Paladin Harlan, lead your men to place TNT near the walls of the royal capital."

"All Night Watchmen will switch to instant damage arrows, kill the magician in mid-air, and destroy the capital's formation."

"Once the formation is broken, immediately ignite the TNT to blow up the city walls. The Dawn Heavy Cavalry will follow closely and charge to crush all resistance in the capital!"

Uriel and the others immediately obeyed the order, and Harun and the others also moved out all the shadow boxes.

This is the final battle, and all war supplies do not need to be retained.

Use it freely and forget it when you’re done!
The Night's Watchmen excitedly took the instant damage arrows.

Since the beginning of the war, these arrows have been the most precious strategic resource. They are never used except to kill particularly powerful magicians and knights.

Since the war began, it has taken less than one group to annex the entire territory of Birka.

And now, every Night's Watch soldier can use it.

Collect the arrows and fly high.

Five hundred Night Watchmen flew towards the royal capital, ready to carry out the bombing mission.

But just as Uriel, who was full of joy, flew over the city wall, he was hit head-on by a sharp sword energy that was hundreds of meters long.

The scarlet sword mark cut through the clouds and rushed straight towards Uriel.

The latter's pupils shrank and his bow stretched to the full moon.

A black beam of light shot straight down from the sky and landed precisely on the center of the sword energy.

But what surprised Uriel was that this instant damage arrow, which had always been effective, was knocked away after only a moment of stalemate.

The sword energy only shrank by more than half and continued to fly towards Wu Lier and others.

It looked like he was going to cut them in two.

"Dimensional Slash!"

At the critical moment, Markov's voice reached his ears.

When the sword energy arrived nearby, the space suddenly shattered and the sword energy disappeared in an instant.

A drop of cold sweat trickled down Uriel's temple.

If Markov had not taken action, even if he was wearing the enchanted iron gloves, he would probably have been seriously injured.

As for the tribesmen behind them, they will probably suffer a lot of losses as well.

Strong!
An unprecedented strong man!
"Night Watch, retreat!"

Markov's loud voice echoed across the battlefield, and as the Night's Watch quickly retreated, powerful trumpets also sounded in the city.

"Your Majesty is mighty! Charge! Kill the rebels!"

The next moment, Markov and others were shocked to find that the tightly closed gate of the royal capital suddenly opened.

A huge cloud of dust rose up, and the leader was an old man riding a one-horned black tiger and holding a two-handed sword that flashed with black light.

Behind them were hundreds of knights burning with fighting spirit and magicians surrounded by magical power.

Finally, there are the Royal Capital’s Heavy Cavalry and the Royal Capital’s Imperial Guards.

Led by old Birka, the army charged forward with boiling enthusiasm.

Markov looked at it intently and was shocked.

This might be the entire capital's army coming out to attack, but...

Why? Why?
Just relying on that old Birka who’s leading the group?
Markov admitted that he was very strong, perhaps even stronger than Leal, but...

There are so many Templar Knights present, each of them taking alchemical potions, plus equipment and undead totems from the MC world.

It’s no use for this old guy to lead the army in person!
Although the soldiers on the opposite side are all elite, on the plains outside the city, aren't they just punching bags for the Dawn Heavy Cavalry and the Night Watch?
Could it be that the intelligence of the Principality of Birka is very poor and they don’t know the strength of these Knights Templar?

Markov was puzzled, but no matter what, the enemy gave up the advantage of defending the city and rushed out.

That being the case...

"rub!"

The large sword was unsheathed and Markov raised his sword high.

"The dawn lasts forever! Charge!!" Looking down from the sky, two thousand troops rushed towards tens of thousands of elite soldiers in the royal capital.

It was as if the situation of 25000 against 300000 that day was reappearing.

And the results are naturally not much different.

Although the elite troops of the royal capital have the morale brought by old Birka's personal expedition, how can this morale be compared with the Knights of the Dawn who have almost swallowed up the entire Principality of Birka?

Before the two sides collided, black light began to rain from the sky.

The five hundred Night Watchmen's army attacked with all their might, and each instant damage arrow could easily take out several knights and magicians.

The further they advanced, the more severe the casualties among the elite troops of the royal capital became.

But not only did old Birka not adjust the army formation, but he rode a tiger alone and turned into a black light and rushed forward more fiercely.

Gradually, he even distanced himself from the army and rushed towards Markov and the others alone.

"court death!"

Markov was also angry. This old Bill Kabireo was even more arrogant.

He exchanged a glance with Harun and the others, then urged his horse to speed up and charge towards Old Birka.

"kill!"

When they got closer, old Birka finally shouted the first word.

The black sword ignited with dark fighting spirit and slashed down with the momentum of a charge.

Markov jumped up from his horse.

"Quickly walk Iai!"

The large sword and the black light sword collided with each other, and the fierce collision aftermath instantly overturned everything within a radius of several hundred meters.

The earth cracked, and as the sword energy swept through the cracks, it even sank a lot.

This collision directly created a small basin.

But Markov's face changed.

At this moment, he could easily kill an elite knight.

But after colliding with Old Birka's sword, he only felt an unparalleled force pouring into his body from his palm.

After a moment of stalemate, Markov flew backwards.

This guy……

Not just elite knights!
Markov was horrified. Above the elite knights, he could even become a duke ruling over a dozen large cities in the heart of the Human Kingdom Alliance.

Something is wrong!
But now is not the time to think about this matter. Old Birka took advantage of the situation and patted the black tiger under his seat, and the whole person flew into the air.

The palm of his hand moved towards Markov, and a strange magic circle condensed in his palm.

The next moment, a torrent of scarlet magic power transformed into sharp chains and pierced Markov.

Dual cultivation of magic and martial arts? !
Bullshit!

Is this what old Birka can do?
There's definitely something wrong with this guy!

The Ender Pearl flew out and Markov quickly teleported away.

There was no time to look at the magical explosion behind him that annihilated everything.

The light of Markov's large sword shone brilliantly again.

"Dimensional Slash!"

This time, it was Harun and the others who released the Dimension Slash together with Markov.

Nine space-tearing slashes appeared in front of Old Birka.

Old Birka's eyes narrowed, and he clasped his hands together and uttered an obscure syllable.

Endless blood and energy spread out from his body like dragons and snakes, swirling around him and turning into an indestructible shield.

The nine dimensional slashing sword lights were able to withstand it, but the shield also turned into blood-red crystal light and dissipated.

"Bloodline magic!"

Wu Lier in the air screamed, and then hatred filled his eyes.

"Damn it! How dare you! The Hundred Races Alliance will crush you to ashes!"

Old Birka's eyes turned fierce, and without saying a word, he continued to kill Markov in the air.

"Captain Markov! He's become a blood-born mind flayer! Be careful!"

Uriel was extremely anxious and drew his bow and shot arrows again and again, but all the arrows were instantly shot away by old Birka.

"Don't let him absorb your blood!"

Markov was startled and quickly stepped back.

He remembered that Layal said that the Bloodborne Mind Flayers were a higher-level unit among the Mind Flayers, compared to other Mind Flayers.

The blood magic mastered by the blood-born mind flayers is even more bizarre and unpredictable. During the anti-demon war, the damage caused by the blood-born mind flayers to the Hundred Races Alliance was far greater than that of other mind flayers.

But to this day, no one knows how the blood-born mind flayers were born.

Now it seems……

Perhaps it is the result of human intervention.

But Markov didn't care about these things at the moment and glanced hastily at the Dawn Heavy Cavalry.

Although dealing with Old Birka was not going smoothly, the Dawn Heavy Cavalry was still invincible.

During this short period of time, the elite troops of the royal capital had already suffered extremely heavy losses.

In the blink of an eye, the area outside the royal capital had become a sea of ​​blood.

Markov breathed a sigh of relief, and while cooperating with others to besiege old Birka, he also verbally stimulated him to find a flaw.

"Old man, your army is going to be gone!"

"Can the power gained from falling into demon form bring you victory?"

"Where are your fellow demons? Did they abandon you like that?"

"What has being a lackey of the demons brought you? A shortened life?"

Markov felt that his taunting skills had been perfected.

At the very least, old Birka, having lost territory continuously and been beaten on its doorstep, should not be able to bear it.

But this guy was just like a cold puppet. No matter what Markov said, the sword and magic in his hands were still as cruel and tricky as ever.

How does this guy look like a man over 150 years old?

Markov was complaining in his heart, but he didn't waste any more words and devoted himself to entangled with old Birka with Harun and the others.

When the army crushes the elite troops of the royal capital and the heavy cavalry surrounds them, he wants to see if this old guy can still be so energetic.

The elite troops of the royal capital were extraordinary. Even with the sniping of the Winged Tribe, the Knights of Dawn still inevitably suffered losses.

Although the number of casualties was very small, it was unprecedented for the Dawn Heavy Cavalry, which had won great victories along the way without any losses.

However, compared with the loss of elite troops in the royal capital, it can be completely ignored.

The capital city has an elite army of over 70,000 soldiers, and currently suffers at least 30,000 casualties.

By this point, the elite troops of the royal capital were ready to be defeated.

Just like the soldiers before them, they ran towards the capital crying in fear.

But suddenly, old Birka, who was fighting with Markov and the others, suddenly swung a sword at the soldiers who were fleeing towards the royal capital.

Spanning over a thousand meters, this sword cut off nearly a thousand people.

"Escaper! Kill!"

"Fight to the death! Kill!"

Old Birka turned around and continued to fight against Markov and the other knights alone.

"old man……"

Markov narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at old Birka, his hands slashing more fiercely.

"Although I still despise you for joining the demon clan, but..."

"At least you're still a warrior!"

Old Birka didn't answer, but just felt the scroll in his chest getting hotter and hotter as it expanded and contracted again and again.

The murderous intent in his eyes became purer.

soon……

Soon, I'll let you feel everything I feel!
(End of this chapter)