The messenger flew high with the three of them, and hurried to the next battlefield at full speed.

On the way, Richard also encountered several small groups of reapers, but Richard was not interested in wasting time on them, but rushed directly to the core battlefield, when Richard arrived, the shape of this battlefield was already in danger, three legendary powerhouses were seriously injured, two of them were seriously injured, and more than half of the casualties in the Sanctuary were killed.

There are still the fourth and fifth battlefields, but there is no need to go, and before he can set off, Richard received the news that these two battlefields dominated by the alliance of human nations have fallen, and the army has been completely destroyed, even the hundreds of Darkblade Knights sent by Richard to support have not been spared, only a small number of strong men have escaped and are rushing to the turbulent place where Richard is.

The Reapers in these two battlefields were continuing to advance, and all of Richard's troops were so tired that they would have to rest for at least a day to catch up with and destroy them, and until then, the reapers' marches would have to fend for themselves.

What surprised Richard the most was the offensive and defensive battle of the Cold Iron Throne, where Sarenwell was surrounded by superior enemies, commanded without leakage, and repeatedly counterattacked, and actually successfully defended the Cold Iron Throne.

This was supposed to be very good news, because Richard didn't give much support to Sarenwell, but when Richard learned the details of the battle, he couldn't be happy at all.

Sarenwell abandoned all the outer defenses and shrunk all his troops into the city, and he gave all the warriors above level 10 under his command, each of whom had a strange device, this device was an invention of Sarenwell, which looked like a barrel that could be held in his hand, and each barrel contained three reaper's power metals, and a magic circle responsible for detonation.

When the war began, a large number of reapers poured into the Cold Iron Throne, and the difficult terrain of the city forced the reapers to disperse, and then entered into brutal street fighting.

The fighters who have obtained the explosive device are waiting for the opportunity to rush to the high-level Reaper land units such as the Arachnified Warrior and the Mechanical War Elephant, desperately install the device on the Reaper, and then activate the magic array, when the magic array in the barrel is activated, the power metal is strongly stimulated, resulting in a violent explosion.

These explosive devices are so powerful that even if a mechanical war elephant is blown up three or five times, it will turn into scrap metal, while the arachnoid warrior only needs one.

But the explosion was so powerful that it meant that the warriors who rushed to plant the explosive device would also be crushed to pieces in the explosion, fighting the Reapers with their own flesh and blood.

Fighting the Reapers, there will always be heavy casualties, so Sarenwell is ruthless, and let these destined warriors carry powerful explosive devices to die with the Reapers.

Even if they can't blow up high-value targets, even if they take down a piece of flesh and blood, they can still be considered earned.

On the frontal battlefield, the combat power of these tenth-level junior knights is at most comparable to that of a flesh and blood warrior, and in the actual battle, due to the reaper's rigorous tactical planning, the combat power actually exceeds the strength of the human army of the same level, and in the open field to fight the reaper, the human race is always on the inferior side.

Even in the turbulent Western Battlefield under the command of Richard, the Reaper would not be left behind, and if it were not for the faceless takeover of the command of an important local battlefield, the Reaper would even have the upper hand.

When Richard's messenger flew over the Cold Iron Throne, what he saw was no longer the thick and majestic northern fortified city in his memory, but only a ruin of hundreds of square kilometers.

There were traces of violent explosions everywhere, and many of the historic buildings were only half left, and in the ruins, people were toiling like ants, cleaning up the bodies of the dead, dragging the remains of the reapers to the designated squares, and digging up food and blankets from the ruins, otherwise death would await them on a cold night.

There were old people, women, children, and even children who were only five or six years old helping to clean up the rubble, not many people were crying, time was too precious, the reapers did not know when they would come again, people had to survive, there was no time to cry, even if they were dragging the corpses of their loved ones.

Many of the war dead were long since the explosion broke, and the hard metal bones of the Reapers could be preserved, but the corpses of Imperial soldiers that had been cleaned out of the rubble still piled up hills in the square.

There were traces of three slaughterhouses outside the city, but only a blood-soaked ground remained, and the Reapers, who lost the battle, threw all their combat units into battle, and the transports departed with a cargo full of flesh and blood.

On the slaughterhouse, there was not even a single piece of meat on the blood-soaked ground, which showed the ruthlessness and efficiency of the reapers.

Inside the Iron Throne, some of the surviving warriors were pouring buckets of fire oil on the corpses, among which wooden rafts had already been erected, and when the mages threw fireballs into the corpses, the fire immediately ignited and gradually swallowed the corpses.

Only then did anyone cry out loud, all the corpses were not to be buried, but had to be burned, and now it was known that the reapers would use their corpses as raw materials to produce more killing units to slaughter their kind, so no one objected to burning the corpses.

It just didn't leave them much time to grieve, and it wasn't long before someone started shouting and leading people to clean up a new piece of ruins.

This is war.

Richard soon found Sarenwell, the Emperor who was now carrying the remains of the Reapers through the ruins like an ordinary man, with several mages busy around the piles of wreckage.

They carefully picked out the power metal in the wreckage, and then put it in their pockets, power metal has strong radiation, and if you keep it with you for a long time, your body will be permanently damaged, it is impossible for these mages not to know this truth, but they are unwilling to take a few more steps to put the power metal into the sealing box.

There are too many wrecks, with the number of these mages, it may take half a month to clean up all the wreckage, but how can there be so much time left for them to work slowly, these power metals are the key to the next war, so all the mages are working like crazy.

Richard had landed in the square, but no one in the busy mages had looked up at him.

The mountains and the sea suddenly said, "These things have radiation, why don't you put them in the demon sealing box." ”

Finally, a middle-aged mage raised his head and glanced at the mountains and seas, and then said lightly: "Little guy, I don't know if we can survive the next battle, what is this bit of radiation, if you don't dismantle some power metal, how can you die in the next battle, and it is worthless to die." ”

The mountain and the sea opened their mouths, unable to speak.

Richard knew that she had just woken up and was still confused about many things, so he patted her on the head and led her towards Sarenwell on the other side of the square.

Sarenwell threw the reaper's wreckage onto the pile of wreckage before coming to Richard and saying with a wry smile, "I didn't expect to win here." ”

"I really didn't expect that the number of reapers was much more than I had expected. ”

Sarenwell sighed and asked, "What about the other battlefields?" ”

"The fourth and fifth battlefields were completely annihilated, only some strong men escaped, and the other three battlefields were held, but they were also a miserable victory. ”

"So we have lost half of our military strength. ”

Richard shook his head and said, "Two-thirds." ”

"You should have the most pressure there, how many reapers. ”

"That's about three times as much as here. ”

Sarenwell was stunned for a moment, then sighed and said, "There shouldn't be much left of the crimson army." ”

Richard nodded and said: "The main army has lost eighty percent, and the next step is to transfer the second line or even the garrison troops, and I am ready to recruit troops from the southern countries and mobilize all their elite troops to Crimson to enrich the garrison." ”

"The kings and princes won't agree. ”

"I still have a little time, and if any kingdom dares to disagree, I will send someone to kill all their royal family. "Richard said that the slaughter of a royal family was like the slaughter of a few sheep.

Sarenwell glanced around at the surrounding ruins and said, "Richard, you have also seen the situation here, if there are no reinforcements, we will not survive the next battle anyway, what are you going to do?" ”

Richard groaned, not answering for a moment.

The most realistic thing to do at this moment is to bring all of humanity together, but this is only an ideal solution, and it is not feasible.

If the civilians of the Cold Iron Throne want to migrate to the Crimson Kingdom, it will take several months just to walk on the road, not to mention a few months, it is more than ten days, and it is also possible to be intercepted by the Reapers on the way, and then the whole army will inevitably be wiped out, it is better to defend in the fortified city of the Cold Iron Throne.

The war with the Reapers, which has only been fought for more than twenty days now, has not yet been fully completed, and the time flow rate of the Flowing Gold Valley has been accelerated by Richard's sacrifice to the same level as the Green Forest, and Gangde has been transferred to the Flowing Gold Valley, where he is responsible for clearing out the giants there together with Seldon, and opening up enough living space for the humans who arrive later.

In order to achieve this goal, Richard gritted his teeth and allocated fifty Constructed Knights of Gangde, three hundred Night Elves, and four Sacred Realm powerhouses.

But if you don't concentrate the surviving humans of Faro, it means that you have to invest enough strong forces in the Cold Iron Throne, and now after the end of the second round of war with the Reaper, although the high-end troops under Richard are still strong, most of the ordinary military strength has been lost, and the strength is insufficient.

The most rational way to do this is to abandon the Iron Throne and leave the people here to fend for themselves, and concentrate their forces to withstand the third round of the Reaper's attack.

Richard glanced at Sarenwell.

In the eyes of the puppet emperor of the empire, he saw no hope or anxiety, and there was only calmness in Sarenwell's eyes, a calm that was as calm as water.

PS: On a dull day, we need surprises.