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

Chapter 96 96. Where the iron hoof steps, there is dawn!
Markoff still remembered the saying Ian had told them.

There are tens of thousands of people, endless and boundless.

What does it mean to have an army of 300,000?
In the relatively honest continent of Rodri, an army of 300,000 is just 300,000 honest troops, no more, no less.

In Ian's hometown, the feudal dynasty where all kinds of military tactics reached their peak, they would have more banners and more military flags.

The army commander dared to say that he had a million soldiers.

After all, when the army exceeds 100,000, to the naked eye, there is no difference between 300,000 and 1 million.

Just like now, Markov and others stood on the vast grassland, facing a black line in the distant horizon area, which was surging like a wave.

Even from a distance, the stones on the ground began to bounce.

As time went on, the vibration even added a thunderous roar.

It was as if the sun was covered by a curtain, and wherever it passed, the earth was covered with shadows.

The aura of an army of 300,000 marching is enough to scare many people to death.

But Markov and the others just stopped their horses and looked at the view as if their faces were calm.

Even when the distance between the two sides was only about one thousand meters, the surging army roared and crushed over.

There was a hint of disappointment in the eyes of Markov, including the Dawn Knights behind him.

"What a mob..."

Markov murmured in a low voice, looking down at the 300,000 troops with contempt as if he was in charge of 2,500 men.

This is not because Markov is arrogant. Compared with the Knights of Dawn, the army of the Principality of Birka is really pitifully weak.

The cavalry could be assembled from various sources and numbered less than 5,000, the archers zero, and the armored troops only about 50,000.

what is this?
Uriel stood leisurely beside Markov, wiping the spotless enchanted bow.

"Captain Markov, how many rounds of charges do you think they can withstand from the Dawn Knights?"

Markov just smiled happily and didn't answer.

Two thousand Dawn Knights and five hundred Night's Watch Legions charging into an army of 300,000, sounds like a fantasy.

But Ian could actually find a reference for this matter in his hometown.

Blitz Poland!

The scene of cavalrymen charging at tank troops with flesh and blood was so tragic that it could not be described as anything but heroic.
In that battle, Xi made the world realize that the era of Don Quixote was over.

And this battle is just like the previous one.

The Church of the Dawn God made it clear to the whole world that the human wave tactic had come to an end.

The Dawn Knights are more powerful than Xi's tank army, but the Birka army is far inferior to Xiaobo's cavalry.

This is more like a reshaping of the worldview of the ancient cavemen in the era of raw meat and blood drinking by the heavy armored combined forces in the era of hot weapons.

Two thousand people took alchemical potions, wore iron harnesses weighing nearly twenty tons, and their warhorses were even covered with horse armor weighing five or six tons.

Let alone 300,000, even with the combat quality of the Birka Principality’s army, even if they gathered a million, it would not be enough to kill them.

Compared to the Knights of Dawn, the army of the Principality of Birka is more like primitive people without weapons.

The most crucial point is that the Dawn Knights under Ian can still charge forward while fanatically shouting "The Dawn Lasts Forever" even if the battle ends with the last man.

But the army of the Principality of Birka...

Ian didn't think they had nerves of steel.

An invincible army forged of steel and with a will of steel, there is probably no need to explain what such an army means.

Now, everything is ready except for the east wind. Markov and the others just need to wait for the opportunity to counterattack.

The armies faced each other across the wilderness. Leo rode a tall horse in front of the army and looked at the silent Dawn Knight opposite.

Even if they are enemies, they can't help but sigh.

"It is an elite and invincible army, but... it is ultimately too small."

There is no place for an ambush in this wilderness. Leo sent people to scout and found that there are only more than 2,000 people here.

No matter how elite the enemy is, they will be powerless to turn the tide when facing an army of 300,000.

"The remnants of the Phobos family are quite capable. They were able to mobilize so many heavy cavalry in such a short time."

Leo narrowed his eyes slightly, then shook his head after a moment:
"That's it for now."

After thinking for a moment, Leo was still a little envious of this heavy cavalry.

In addition, there are Winged Tribe archers. If he can recruit them, this army will definitely be his core force to break into the royal capital.

Even when he ascends the throne, this army will enable him to become the top force in the remote eastern region of the Hundred Races Alliance.

Thinking of this, Leo rode forward.

Putting on a gentle and unforgiving expression, he said loudly:

"Warriors, lay down your weapons. Why sacrifice your lives for something that is not worth it?"

"We are comrades from the same country! We should unite our forces and direct them against the demons who should be hated!"

"Fracture within the same family, how cruel!"

However, these words of persuasion did not receive any response from the Knight of Dawn.

Two thousand Dawn Knights and five hundred Night Watchmen stood quietly in place, staring indifferently at the army of the Principality of Birka.

Not a word of Leo's words entered their ears.

Leo's heart sank, and he pointed to the army behind him.

"Look at the army you're facing! Three hundred thousand strong, the King's Heavy Cavalry, the King's Imperial Guards!"

"Behind us is the power of over thirty cities in the Principality of Birka. What about you? Are you relying on two impoverished border cities?"

"You are all excellent warriors. I really cannot bear to annihilate you. You are innocent people. I believe that you were all deceived and forced to do this."

"Put down your weapons. I promise that Master Wang won't hurt you in the slightest!"

But the Dawn Knight remained unmoved.

Leo's lonely voice echoed in the wilderness, and for a moment, it even made Leo feel a little embarrassed.

Restraining the anger in his heart, Leo took a deep breath and continued:

"I promise you, as long as you surrender, you and your families will not be held accountable!" "I will promise you more generous rewards, higher wages, more respectable jobs for your families, and a more prosperous living environment."

"As long as you lay down your weapons and don't resist, I promise you that you will become the most important legion under my command, Leo Birka!"

"I promise you endless glory and money!"

A few birds flew slowly across the sky and gradually disappeared along with Leo's shouts.

Leo's face had become completely gloomy.

"Untouchables... unbearable!"

The magician floated to Leo's side and whispered:
"Your Highness, these guys don't seem very smart..."

"I see it."

Leo sneered and returned to his previous superiority.

"Forget it. Kill them and take their equipment. We can still equip elite troops like this, and they'll even be more obedient!"

After saying this, Leo rode back to the formation and said loudly:
"All troops, listen! Whoever kills the enemy commander will be promoted to baron! Whoever first breaks through the city will be promoted to viscount and rewarded with one thousand gold coins!"

"Charge! Leave no one behind!"

With the noble title and gold coin rewards, the 300,000-strong army immediately rushed towards the Knights of Dawn like a pack of hungry wolves, howling angrily.

Three hundred thousand people surrounded and suppressed two thousand and five. This battle was a pure blessing from heaven.

What they care about is not whether they can win, but whether they can get the kill.

The ground began to shake, and the gravel jumped restlessly like fish in a frying pan.

The charge of 300,000 people raised a cloud of dust that covered the sky and rolled like a sweeping sandstorm.

But neither the army that was excitedly charging nor Leo who was sitting in the rear noticed it.

As they began to charge, the Dawn Knight, who looked like a cold machine, finally showed an expression other than indifference on his face.

That was an even more excited and fanatical look than the army of the Principality of Birka, which was tempted by the title of nobility.

Markov clenched his weapon and stared at the cavalrymen rushing in the front.

close!

Closer!
One hundred meters, fifty meters, ten meters...

"clang!"

With the sound of a weapon hitting armor and breaking it, the greedy and joyful expression on the face of the leading knight in the Birka army froze.

"Finally got fooled!"

Markov grinned, and in the eyes of the stunned knight, his smile was like a demon opening a huge mouth full of magma.

But before he could react, he saw Markov draw his sword and chop down.

A cold light cut through the air, hot blood shot up into the sky, the knight and his horse were split in two and fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Markov held high the large sword that was not stained with blood but still gleamed with cold light.

"The dawn lasts forever! Unlimited counterattack! Kill!"

The Dawn Knight, who was as silent and dead as a mountain, instantly turned into an erupting volcano.

"kill!!!"

Two thousand horses went from silence to full speed in just a moment.

So many things can happen in an instant.

For example, at this moment, the situation of the Dawn Knight being surrounded was instantly reversed.

At this moment, thousands of the fastest-charging Birka troops were smashed into pieces by the iron cavalry.

At this moment, Leo's dream of defeating the rebels, marching back to the capital and ascending the throne was shattered.

Blood splattered and broken limbs fell like rain.

The iron hooves of the Dawn Knight stepped forward, bringing with them a bloody tide.

The line between life and death is represented by the Dawn Knights' charge, pressing towards the Birka army.

Wherever he passed, no matter the attack of the steel knife or the defense of the shield, nothing could stop the Dawn Knight for a single breath.

The Dawn Cult's long-planned expansion war entered an unstoppable crazy growth phase when the unknown knight slashed Markov with a sword.

Carrying the glory of "where the iron hoof steps, there is dawn", the Dawn Knights are afraid that they will be one step slower than others.

As for when the war will start, the Principality of Birka can decide for the sake of the Dawn Cult's reputation.

But when the war stops is up to Dawn.

Leo sat on his warhorse and watched with lifeless eyes the war which instantly turned into a massacre game of the Knights of Dawn.

He watched as his powerful knights' hacking and slashing were in vain, while the opponent could cut them in two with just a casual blow.

He watched as the army, which he was full of confidence and would use to fight for the throne in the future, was being teased like little chickens.

Less than a minute after the battle began, the soldiers on the front line began to flee and their tears flowed as they cried out "Devil"...

"No!"

"not like this!"

Leo finally couldn't maintain his elegance and dignity as a prince, and roared at the army at the top of his lungs.

"It's not like this! It shouldn't be like this!"

"There are only 2,500 of them! No! This is impossible!"

The next moment, Markov threw a knight's head from a distance to Leo.

That was one of his most proud knights...

Leo was silent, sitting in a trance on his warhorse.

After a long time, Leo's eyes were red and his veins were bulging.

“This is not the war I understand at all!!!”

(End of this chapter)