I'M THE NECROMANCER KING

I'M THE NECROMANCER KING
Chapter 138: The Sound of War Trumpets


Amidst the scorching sun that was almost overhead, the king wore a stunning silver armor and a shiny sword in his hand. It was seen that the cavalry were all around the king, riding an equally powerful fighting horse. The royal flag with tiger claws was raised in the middle of the army. In the sandy field was a tense, silent atmosphere, they were basically waiting for the return of the scouts who had previously left.


"The lookouts are coming." A pleasant voice came from a woman who appeared from above the sky. He was the headmaster of the best academy in the kingdom. One of the powers the kingdom has. He was standing on his broomstick and approaching the king.


"Alice, are you sure about that?" king Cornelius said.


"Sure, Your Majesty."


The team is also on standby with a sprightly body position. As soon as the scouts arrived and went straight to King Cornelius, all eyes focused on the few.


"Report, Your Honor. It was seen that movement came from a large army that was heading to this place. If it is expected that their position should have already taken five kilometers from here," said the leader of the reconnaissance squad with a solemn expression.


"Are you able to estimate how many of them are coming?"


"It's...." A moment the leader of the squad glanced towards the surroundings, hesitating to tell the truth as soon as he knew they were all paying attention.


"Tell me."


"Your Majesty, their numbers look overwhelming. If my calculations were not wrong, and there were no magic tricks in my vision, they would be roughly twice as many as the troops on our side. In other words they did come to attack."


"Alright, then there's nothing to worry about." King Cornelius chuckled with an excited look on his face. Not knowing fear at all instead of getting more excited after hearing that.


"Your Majesty, can you still laugh at a time like this?" kayle said from behind the king. It looks like he is now dressed as a female knight with a sword in his pocket, although in fact it will only be a display.


Sunlight also burns the skin more when the day goes midday, both sides have taken the opposite position with a considerable distance. Advance one of the ranks of each party to discuss in advance about the war agreement this time, whether it can be resolved with an agreement or a favorable offer.


"In this case, His Majesty King Cornelius Dixon only said that there was no offer for compensation for the war this time. However, if your side gives face and retreats back to their respective territories, he will greatly appreciate it" Fergus said with a grinning face. Standing behind him Kayle and the soldiers carrying the flag could not help but tremble his soul, as if the spirits in their bodies were momentarily playing around outside.


"Quite arrogant, with just the ability of a warrior leader like you, it's not worth acting so haughty in the presence of Lord Odin!" said one of the young male soldiers standing behind the middle-aged man. Unlike the young man, the man who was the representative of the other party only raised his hand as a gesture to his men so as not to waste energy to harass Fergus.


The man named Odin smiled, before finally continuing his words, "Then there's nothing to talk about anymore, we better end this conversation and get ready to start a war."


Afterwards took his subordinates away along with the troops in armor uniforms that raised the flags of the three kingdoms. Likewise from Fergus' side, they turned around fiercely and then moved to rejoin the other ranks. Fergus' arrival brought the atmosphere among the soldiers momentarily suffocated and before long their blood boiled, and there appeared a high fighting spirit as they drew out their respective swords.


"Prepare, pick up your weapons!" The king pulled out the sword from his glove, then raised it up before brandishing it forward. Then he continued his words, "Srivijaya's glory, attack!"


Buzzing sounds.


War trumpets echoed on the battlefield, the flood of soldiers from both sides advanced, the closer the closer the closer took the adjacent distance. Before the soldiers from both sides clashed, a rain of arrows shot from the back line of Srivijaya soldiers and rained down on the soldiers of the three kingdoms. It didn't take long after the arrows had subsided they met. Shouts and screams filled the soldiers who clashed, fresh blood was pouring into the ground around. Dozens of corpses of soldiers began to fall down and were trampled by the others.


"Die with pride!" One of the soldiers gallantly shouted as he swung his sword, slashing the head of the opposing soldier fiercely. He was successful and grateful when he saw blood pouring out and a head rolling on the ground. Only before he could realize the other party had joined forces and unsheathed the sword towards his heart. Instantly the man was surprised and widened his eyes, then smiled as he looked at his sword-stamped chest.


"Sri-wijaya's glory!" said the soldier before exhaling his last breath and staggered down.