That's it, the covenant against Valed collapsed. The other two teams, Chaos and Chaos Dwarves, were so angry that they hated Valed, they could only continue to bite them. They had no choice but to be confident to deal with Valed. Even if they completely defeated the Sigma Empire and the Dwarves Kingdom and greatly expanded their territory, they were not confident that they could defeat Sylvania.

Although the secret agreement was still maintained on the surface, the meaning of this agreement to Chaos and Chaos dwarves is only to cheat people. They still maintain this agreement, hoping that after the other party settles their opponents, they can launch an unstoppable attack on Sylvania so that he can also benefit...

However, the plan seems to be pretty good, but unfortunately it was still too late to get started. In addition, these two guys have made the same abacus, the result can be imagined...

It was in this situation that he never looked at him sideways. The whole world was observing the next direction of Valed's empire. The whole world was guessing when he would tear off his peace-loving mask. The whole world was waiting in panic, waiting for the deceased army to point out.

Even inside Sylvania was waiting like this, the young, impulsive Blood Brotherhood members who were completely brainwashed by militarism were patient and waiting for the orders of their lords. They were waiting to enter the battlefield again, make achievements, conquer and destroy.

Now, no one doubts anymore that Valed's empire has the power to conquer the world. What people doubt is when this terrifying ruler will launch his attack. At the same time, one thing is certain, just like a crossbow is winding the string. The longer the time it takes to pull the string, the stronger the accumulated power will be, and the stronger the attack will be...

In this way, two years later, on June 14, 238, the Imperial Calendar, Valed was twenty-four years old. It had been ten years since he met Xin Liezhi at the age of fourteen and decided his own destiny. After confirming that the countries of the Old World had almost no ability to resist, Valed finally made up his mind.

At twelve o'clock, in the Eye of Chaos in the North, in the vast sea of ​​the Arabian Desert in the South, in the New World Nagron, in the extreme east of the endless mountains of the Old World, from Echarn, Dazesh, Melkis, Magnus, Thorin, Arriel, princes, nobles, generals and heroes. From ordinary soldiers, civilians... from all over the world, regardless of age, gender, or race, I heard what Valede said in his extremely joyful, arrogant, and irresistible high voice:

"The mortals on the earth, the gods in the sky, the incompetents who claim to be the right way, and the heretics who sink into the sea of ​​evil. No matter what their identity and ability, please tremble at this moment, be afraid, be grateful... Because the orphan will join the game at this moment. The orphan will lead the orphan tribes and the orphan army to control the world. From south to north, from east to west, matter and spirit, time and space. All, everything will be obtained by the orphan! An era that belongs to the orphan, belongs to the dark night family, and belongs to Sirvania will begin and will never end!"

With such arrogant voices, the undead army slowly stepped forward and steadily walked out of the Sylvania border line, with a brand new, named "New Army" by Valed, equipped with a large number of gunpowder weapons and twenty-five new reorganized divisions as the vanguard, and more, endless undead troops followed closely behind. The army was dispatched by Duke Ivey and headed straight towards the capital of Prince Rick, the confidant of the Sigma Empire, and the capital of Otdorf.

Toward north, there were naturally more troops to block Magnus' army. A total of 30 new reorganized divisions were the main force, with more than 3 million old undead troops as the auxiliary. The army lined up and divided into several corps from south to north. The side divisions along the way led to the two central provinces of Hok and Tarabek, and the main forces attacked Stirland. Then, with Stirland as the main battlefield, Magnus launched a decisive battle.

Of course, in addition to these weapons on the table, Valed also has many "novel" monsters ready to be used on the battlefield as props for him to participate in higher-level wars in the future.

After hitting the snake and hitting seven inches, Vared saw the darkness of the empire emperor Magnus and knew that he did not regard himself as the emperor of the Sigma Empire, but the ruler of Rick in the Sigma Alliance. Therefore, the first strike of the undead army went straight to Magnus's confidant place, with the purpose of disrupting Magnus's mind and making him make a wrong judgment - if the other party was affected by this and led the army south to rescue, he would block it halfway and annihilate it.

Even if the opponent has the courage to cut off his arm, Vared is not worried. Defeating the enemy's capital can cause a great shock to the opponent's morale. It is also beneficial to our side. After that, just advance step by step and expand the territory.

No matter what, I will not suffer any loss.

The combined forces of these two armies were close to six million. The cold, metallic silver-white and cold-tongued, and the miserable white bones were flowing forward slowly like a long river. The black knight elite guarded the ancient tombs, formed faster tributaries on its flanks. In the sky, magic dust formed by death-like clouds shrouded over the army. From time to time, deep dragon roars and silence of machines came from the sky.

With absolute confidence, the fifth Holy War of the Undead, which had been preparing for ten years, finally opened

After that, Valed's speech plunged the whole world into inexplicable panic. The foolish were at a loss, while those with knowledge were even more surprised.

"Such power?! It's simply..."

"Can he actually use magic to cover the whole world...Is he really just a vampire?!"

"Vared von Castein...a terrible opponent."

The one who reacted the most strongly among them was naturally Magnus, the emperor of the Sigma Empire. After a period of embarrassing silence, the emperor roared loudly at the top of his lungs:

"That bastard! Valed von Castein! He dared, he actually did that... he really did it..."

Magnus, with a pale face, staggered and almost fell down. Suddenly, he saw the exquisite mercury mirror in his study decorated with various gems. The characters in the mirror were extremely old, with wrinkles on their faces, gray beards and hair, and turbid eyes...

"This, is this me?! Is this really me?! When-"

Speaking of this, Magnus remembered that... he was almost sixty years old. In addition, the war with the chaos with the North in recent years, fatigue, high mental tension, and no good maintenance measures... all of this accelerated his aging.

"So, I'm really so old..."

Magnus showed a decadent, mocking, and self-deprecating smile at himself in the mirror. But soon, he put away this smile. He reminded himself: No, it is not over yet. Now it is not the last moment. I still have millions of elite troops to fight. The whole country mobilized and could draw out millions of troops. The empire still has eight principalities that have not fallen. Under the protection of the God Emperor, I will definitely be able to eliminate all invading enemies!

After this, Magnus quickly calmed down and sat back on his throne, and said to his loyal servant and guardian knight with a calm expression: "You two go and call the Duke of the Principality, Franz, McLean and others over."

In this way, after a very short meeting, the Sigma Empire formulated a combat plan against Sylvania. Magnus ordered Duke Tarabek and Duke Hock to return to their territory immediately with their respective troops to defend the northwest of the empire. At the same time, he ordered Duke Ostermaho and Duke of Stirland to form a coalition force to intercept Valed's army southward. At the same time, McLean asked a group of elite Rick guards to return to Prince Rick to protect the Rick and Weissenland areas.

Such a large-scale dispatch of troops confused the dukes, the imperial marshals and prime ministers. The first is strange that such a large-scale mobilization of troops could not hide anyone. The chaos heresy in the north would definitely know. In this case, after learning that the Sigma Empire lost its troops, the other party said that they would not step up the offensive.

Although the undead in the south is a great disaster, chaos in the north is also a great disaster.

The second reason is worry. Magnus' division of troops in three groups seems to be a complete range, but in fact he has divided the troops into thin air. This is really unwise for the Sigma Empire, which has not many troops themselves. The 100,000 or 200,000 emperors have no chance of winning when facing more than ten times their own troops.

Even Prime Minister McLean, who has never had much contact with military affairs, knows that concentrating troops is the most basic tactic. So why...

All the princes of the empire had their own autonomy, as mentioned before, the Sigma Empire was never a real "country" but more like an alliance of several countries. The Dukes did not agree with this order against the emperor.

But in the end, because of selfishness, the dukes of Tarabek, Hock, Steerland, and Ostermahjo were eager to return to their territory and defend their territory, wealth and power. So in the end, with the support of these dukes, this strategy was passed.
Chapter completed!