He's in Marvel, working behind the scenes.

If it's about money, then it doesn't sound so bad.

After all, it's online.

The average annual income per person exceeds one million.

A mere three million is just a matter of three years of hard work.

But if it's an army of over three million...

That would be surprising.

This is an exaggerated number; even in the entire history of humankind, battles reaching a scale of three million are few and far between.

But it was just surprise.

Because battles of this scale are so rare, almost no one has ever witnessed the terrifying size of an army of this number, so they can only form a vague concept of "very large" in their minds, without any concrete understanding.

Now, after the legion commander led the Dark Knights in a fierce battle, even he, a vampire, was panting, yet there was still no sign of the enemy decreasing. He finally realized just how terrifying the number of over three million soldiers was.

That's a vast expanse, stretching as far as the eye can see, a number only found in first-tier cities of medium population size.

Even on a battlefield... or on this vast, boundless plain, it's impossible to put them all down.

If you still don't get a real sense of it, then think back to your school playground... Even if students fill the entire playground in dense formations, there are only a few thousand people.

Then, by multiplying this size by the corresponding number, you can roughly imagine just how terrifying a scale of over three million people would be.

Moreover, this is a battlefield.

The army will disperse rather than crowd together.

To date, Accardo continues to unleash a sea of ​​blood and undead, covering an area of ​​approximately ten kilometers.

But there is still no sign of an end.

This terrifying scale will devour everything.

Yes, most of Alucard's undead army consists of ordinary civilian soldiers. Any vampire could easily take on ten of them, let alone the elite vampire legion.

However, one person can fight ten, but ten people may not be able to defeat a hundred. When the numbers reach a certain scale, the resulting increase in combat power is unimaginable.

Moreover, what they are facing is not as simple as fighting ten people.

But that was the only option.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!!"

The legion commander raised his spear high, shouting to boost morale. He was trying to focus the soldiers' attention so they wouldn't notice the perilous situation they were in, surrounded by enemy forces.

Yes, they are in danger now.

Because they had been charging straight ahead, they had fallen into the center of the undead army, and would face the same number of enemies whether they advanced or retreated.

If they retreat, even if they manage to fight their way out, they will exhaust their strength and eventually be caught up and killed by the undead army.

Therefore, their only option is to kill Accardo.

But the legion commander knew very well what was going on.

If even the general himself is starting to pant, the others must also be extremely exhausted. If they cannot achieve certain results in a short period of time, they will all find themselves in a dangerous or even deadly situation.

As a result, morale plummeted, and the entire army was wiped out.

If unforeseen circumstances arise on the way forward, this situation will occur sooner than expected.

and so……

Splash! Splash! Splash!

Before the legion commander could finish his thoughts, a change of events occurred.

In the sea of ​​blood, amidst the vast expanse of the dead, a middle-aged man in an overcoat, a hat with a brim, and a short, light beard stretched out his right hand towards the sky like a magician.

Playing cards flew out from the sky, fluttering and weaving like petals blown by the wind, piercing the heads or necks of the dark knights.

"careful!"

The legion commander shouted a warning and swung his sword to strike.

boom!

With a single strike, a deafening roar erupted.

The playing cards, which seemed to be drifting in the wind, exploded with a bang the moment they were struck, and the shockwave was as huge as a missile, sending him flying.

The other members weren't much better off.

They either reacted in time to dodge or resist, only to be blown away or sliced ​​apart, or they didn't react in time and were directly decapitated.

A cluster of playing cards flew by, and hundreds of knights fell.

The rest were also startled by this sudden change, causing their formation to fall into disarray.

Countless undead took the opportunity to surge forward.

They grabbed the horses' legs and climbed up one on top of another, pulling the riders off their horses one by one.

"Roar!"

The monster legion commander roared desperately, trying to get help, but was riddled with bullets.

Those were a group of German soldiers.

Wearing a gas mask and holding a Thompson submachine gun.

But this seemingly outdated equipment is actually a weapon modified by a super scientist, a weapon that can perfectly match the power of vampires.

Yes, this is a vampire army.

They were the last battalion, artificial vampires created by the major using scientists' technology. Although their regeneration was flawed, their strength was undeniable.

Now, they fight as the undead of Alucard, moving across the battlefield like afterimages, delivering fatal blows to the enemy with their weapons.

This monstrous army, which had finally regained its composure and unleashed tremendous combat power, was quickly devoured.

sky.

The Flying Ghost Legion was in complete chaos.

The magic bullets, trailing trails of light, flew at supersonic speeds, constantly turning and killing in the air, decimating the lives of their enemies like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

……

The rear area of ​​the battlefield.

Gassner and the envoy looked solemn.

Rod stopped spouting things like Alucard was a inferior version.

Fury kept his eyes glued to the screen the entire time.

The atmosphere was unusually heavy.

"Let your men retreat!"

Finally, Fury spoke, breaking the silence.

"There are too many enemies. We have no chance of winning in open battle. If we retreat and use this hill as a defensive fortification, we can hold out for a little longer."

"Simply persisting a little longer is of no use."

The envoy said somberly, "We have no outside help. If we cannot win, persisting longer will not change our inevitable fate of destruction."

"But the longer the battle goes on, the more opportunities there will be to create opportunities for combat."

Gassner paused for a moment, then realized what he meant and asked, "...You mean we still have a chance of winning?"

"nature."

Fury nodded and said, "Alucard can continuously increase his undead army as long as he drinks blood, making him virtually invincible on the battlefield. The only way to defeat him is to kill him."

“But he was protected in the center by so many troops, it was impossible to kill him,” Gassner pointed out the problem.

Who doesn't know about a decapitation strike?

But the previous commander of the Dark Knights had already tried, and he couldn't break through the protection of the undead army at all.

It's the same for them to go.

Besides, the other party isn't stupid.

Even if he manages to break through the army's protection, Alucard can constantly move to avoid collisions. Moreover, Alucard himself is an extremely troublesome character.

Even if Alucard stays where he is and waits for you, after you've gone through all the hardships to get to him, will you still have the strength to defeat him?

"Alucard won't run away!"

"Ok?"

"The specific reasons are hard to explain, but I have intelligence that Accardo will not run away."

Fury said firmly, "For Alucard, immortality is a painful thing. He has always hoped that someone would end his life, so he will not run away. The challenge we face is to break through the protection of the undead army."

Upon hearing this, the envoy standing nearby had a brightening eye and said with a slightly excited tone, "Previously, Alucard's army was on the defensive, so the undead army surrounded him in layers. But if he changes from defense to offense, the army will leave him, or at least the protection against him will not be so tight."

That's it!

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up, and they suddenly understood Freddy's suggestion.

"Then, the entire army shall retreat!"

Gassner immediately gave the order.

The order was transmitted to the front lines via radio, and all the vampire soldiers breathed a huge sigh of relief.

Even the Legion's most elite monster legion and dark knight order failed, so what can these ordinary soldiers do?

They retreated immediately.

……

Alucard frowned as he saw the vampire army begin to retreat before even engaging in battle.

Withdrawing troops before even engaging in combat...

Were they frightened by their own large army?

If that's the case, then it's too boring.