Chapter 205: The Baron Who Overestimates His Strength
The battle outside Beifeng City lasted less than an hour, and even the last half hour could not be called a battle.
When Baron Gus came to his senses, both of his faces were bruised and swollen, as if they had been stung by bees, but he couldn't remember what happened at all.
"Thank you Lord Demon King for your kindness. In the past, we would have tied you to the flagpole, just like you did before."
The little devil, who seemed to be no longer than his arm, chuckled at him, and the sinister look in his eyes made him shiver and send chills down his back.
Of course.
Part of the reason is because of the cold.
Fortunately, these little devils did not let him stay in the snow for too long, and quickly dragged him with his arms tied up with ropes into the walled city at the foot of Beifeng Mountain.
However, when he stepped through the city gate, what he saw was beyond his expectation.
This is not the gloomy place he imagined. There are neither tanning racks hanging human skins nor pagodas made of human bones.
On the contrary, the streets here are neat and wide, with neatly cut stone bricks paved on the ground, and cast iron lamp stands even standing on both sides.
The surprises don’t end there.
Buildings with strange shapes but simple and practical shapes are arranged along the streets, exuding a strange but harmonious beauty from top to bottom.
It is not just the architecture that is harmonious.
There are also humans, undead and demons here...and this is what makes him most incredible. These guys can actually walk on the street peacefully!
I saw a skeleton soldier selling food and daily necessities to the residents next to a stall, and collecting paper coins from the latter's hands.
And not far to the right of the stall, there is a half-open workshop. There is a metal gear painted on the sign at the door of the workshop, and people under the sign are repairing weird-looking machines under the command of a little devil.
Everything is so organized.
If it weren't for those guys with wings and the ghosts floating in the sky from time to time, he couldn't even help but suspect that he was not taken to a monster city, but was sold to a human city.
"This is impossible... This can never be the work of a monster."
His Adam's apple moved and he couldn't help but swallow. He wanted to ask what these houses were used for, but he didn't dare to speak casually.
"Be honest!" Seeing the baron stop, the skeleton soldier behind him pushed him, causing him to stumble forward. Only then did he recover from the shock and recall his identity as a prisoner.
At this moment, the people passing by finally noticed him and cast curious and appreciative glances at him.
"What has this guy done?"
"Could he be a bandit... I heard a gunshot."
"I don't think it looks like it."
"His armor... seems to be that of the regular army of the Principality of Campbell."
h "Knight?"
h "Wait... I recognize him! He is the baron from a nearby town, that guy named Gus."
"Good guy, that's him."
Realizing that this guy is Baron Gus, the eyes of the people around him instantly became unfriendly, and there was a bit more of a joking and joking look in their eyes.
Gus blushed.
If he could bear being humiliated by monsters, being looked at by these lowly guys with such rude eyes really broke his defense.
"You guys who betrayed Saint Sith! You actually associate with monsters! Just wait, you will have to go to hell sooner or later! You are simply not worthy of being human-"
A kick on his butt interrupted his hysterical shouting. Looking at Baron Gus who fell into the snowdrift, everyone burst into laughter.
"Haha."
"Go to hell?"
"We were in hell before. If the Demon King hadn't pulled us out of despair, we would have frozen into ice cubes in the snow!"
A man in a cloth jacket took a step forward, spat at his feet, and cursed.
"Betrayed Saint Sith? Where was it when we needed it? What did it respond to us when we prayed to it devoutly? Send a villain like you above our heads? Wait until the army of Chaos comes to kill you and run away first, leaving us to die in the village?"
Baron Gus’s lips trembled in anger.
This was indeed an injustice to him.
To put things into perspective, he did not abandon the citizens of Silver Pine Town and escape, but the townspeople there abandoned him first.
"You didn't, but you are all the same." The man looked at him with disdain and said, "Only when we need to die, you will talk to us about your glory. On the contrary, Lord Demon King hopes that we will live well while we are alive."
These are what the acolytes of the temple told him.
A thousand years ago, Saint Sith coaxed them into conquering the underworld with "annihilation of death", but in the end they only fulfilled their promise to the Emperor.
Not only that, not only did they not eliminate death, but even death will no longer be equal in the future. The noble souls will be reincarnated in the reincarnation pool, reincarnated into noble families again and again, while the rest of the souls will fend for themselves like grass and grass, becoming lonely ghosts wandering in the deep valleys of the Wanren Mountains, or becoming prey for adventurers.
After learning these things, he no longer had a good impression of Saint Sith, and he even hated the nobles under the empire to the extreme.
Gus's face turned blue and he could not speak. He could only stare at that face, and then let the skeleton behind him push him to the cell at the foot of the mountain.
There is a cave there, the space is not spacious, and the cold and eerie atmosphere makes it difficult not to feel panic.
In this cave, Gus saw his men.
All fifty cavalrymen were captured, their equipment was removed, their hands and feet were bound, and they were put in shackles that restricted their extraordinary power.
As for the militiamen, there were none. It seemed that they did not resist at all, and simply abandoned themselves and turned around and ran away.
"This group of cowards..."
Baron Gus was filled with anger and shame, and he was even more disappointed with his subjects.
He has had enough.
Just wait and see!
Once he gets out, none of these guys will end up well!
If you can still go out...
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At the farmhouse in Silver Pine Town, "Shoe Thrower" Abel threw the militia uniform and the frozen socks into a barrel, and then hurriedly put on his coat.
At this time, a cool breeze penetrated into the leaky farmhouse, blowing on the back of his neck, freezing him so much that he couldn't help but shiver.
"Who is talking about me..." Abel muttered, threw the firewood into the stove, and lit it together with the curled wood chips.
Looking at the slowly burning fire, his uneasy mood finally calmed down a little. He crossed himself on his chest and prayed facing the stove.
Saint Sisi, please forgive his cowardice.
He had no intention of escaping. The monsters were so terrifying that even the knights had no chance to fight back.
Speaking of which, this was not the case when they fought under Archduke Aaron Campbell.
At that time, as soon as the priests chanted the spell, they only focused on loading ammunition and firing guns. After a while, the opponent's morale collapsed and ran away, and then the cavalry rushed up to harvest... It was not like today at all, the priests became mute, a group of cavalry were actually pulled off their horses by the skeletons, and the sheriff took the lead in escaping.
That’s right!
It was the Sheriff who took the lead!
· Thinking of this, Old Abel couldn't help but feel a little more comforted. When the lord blamed it, he would definitely blame the shameful thing, and he would not punish them for being honest and honest.
However, just when he was thinking this, the door of the farmhouse was suddenly kicked open, and he was so frightened that he almost knocked the stove over to the ground.
A leather boot stepped into the door, and "Shield Thrower" Hebal waved his hand, signaling the two militiamen behind him to step forward and pull up the old Abel who was lying on the ground.
Looking at these rude guys, Abel shouted in panic.
"What are you doing?! What did I do? Why did you arrest me -"
"What did I do? You have the nerve to ask!" Hebal looked at him with a stern face, "Sheriff Adlai just asked you to withdraw, who allowed you to disband privately?"
Old Abel looked at him dumbfounded, his face was pale, and his mouth was open and speechless.
Hibal sneered and said without thinking about the past feelings.
"You still have a chance to make up for your mistakes. That is to quickly take the guys to the square to gather together. We can pretend that nothing happened. Otherwise, hum, you are just waiting to be hanged!"
"I'll go! I'll go now!"
Old Abel was almost scared out of his mind. He quickly picked up the militia uniform he had just taken off from the barrel and put it on randomly.
Hebal twisted his neck at the militiamen on the side, indicating that the latter threw a gun to him, and then ran to the next house with the strong man he had just brought.
Just as the militiamen of Silver Pine Town began to regroup, a group of two hundred cavalrymen had already arrived in the northern part of Silver Pine Forest.
Looking at the looming city wall halfway up Beifeng Mountain, Teresa on horseback frowned slightly and put down the monocular in her hand.
"Your Highness, we are right in front."
Riding her horse to follow Teresa, Irene Campbell's expression was solemn, and her right hand clenched the sword hanging at her waist.
"I didn't expect that the devil in the labyrinth actually built a city under our noses..."
Theresa said in a deep voice.
"This is the malfeasance of the local lord."
Eileen Campbell nodded and said with a majestic expression.
"I know, but now is not the time to hold people responsible. We have to save him from the monsters first."
St. Sith gave the "Light of Praise" to the Campbell family so that they could protect this land and the people living on this land.
This is not just about the glory of the Campbell family!
It is the majesty of the principality!
Theresa waved the reins in her hands, led the cavalry behind her in formation, and advanced along the rugged slope in the direction of Beifeng Mountain.
Irene and Luo Yan rode their horses to follow in the middle of the team.
A group of cavalry continued to advance forward, and as they moved forward, the woods ahead became denser, and the low-hanging branches were even entangled with green vine leaves. It didn't look like winter at all.
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Luo Yan certainly knows what it is.
Either Helen or Shirley did it.
Obviously, she also noticed something unusual from the surrounding scenery. Theresa's heart skipped a beat and she held the long sword horizontally in her hand.
At the same time, a sharp whistle sounded from the woods, and countless skeleton soldiers and little devils rushed up from all directions.
"Get ready to face the enemy!"
Theresa roared, and the long sword in her hand released a green light, her aura surged like a mountain torrent, and the momentum was no less than that of Xino Dragon.
The crackling sound of gunshots rang out from the woods, but the rain of bullets seemed to hit a wall, and no one was left.
At the same time, Princess Eileen's personal guards immediately gathered into a defensive formation, with blue light shining on their breastplates, and the lances in their hands pointed straight at the enemy like frost.
Luo Yan glanced at Teresa unexpectedly.
Previously, he only knew that this guard had silver-level strength, but now, looking at the classification of extraordinary power, it may not be enough to summarize all her strength.
The professional players of the Necropolis took the lead in launching an attack. A little devil flew into the sky and tried to disrupt the formation of the cavalry with spiritual magic, but was blocked by a protective barrier released by a personal guard.
This is not over yet. Immediately afterwards, another cavalryman raised the mace in his hand, and the gems inlaid on the hanging handle emitted a sacred light.
"Holy sanction!" The cavalry roared, and a ray of milky white light struck the little devil flying in the sky like an iron fist.
The little devil screamed "Woo-ga", and smoke billowed out from his body. He said "I will come back", and then fell into the woods like a burnt bat.
The regular army of the Principality of Campbell is indeed extraordinary, and its strength is far beyond what the stragglers of the Barony of Silverpine Town can compare with.
Luo Yan estimated that if we refer to the setting of Warhammer, Baron Gus's troops are probably at the level of the old farmer in Bato, and these personal guards of Princess Campbell are at least "Holy Grail Knights", and they are also a mixed force of magic and weapons.
Facing an armed force of this level, the professional life players under him are indeed no match. After all, they are in the same ecological niche as the old farmers of Bato.
But——
It is a bit naive to want to capture Beifeng City with only two hundred people. The cards in his hand are not just these.
Besides, his players are immortal.
Even if these two hundred cavalry were exhausted, they would not be able to kill them all.
In order not to make Her Royal Highness suspicious, Luo Yan did not completely observe the battle. He released fireballs and shot down several players who tried to move the bombs above his head.
At this time, a cavalryman urged his horse to rush into the enemy's formation.
His spear pierced the three skeleton soldiers with the blessing of magic power. The horse's stampeding on the ground stirred up large amounts of snow, earth and rocks, driving back more enemies.
However, what made his hair stand on end was that instead of being afraid, the monsters he knocked away made screams of excitement.
At this moment, flaming blades and ice picks flew from the forest and pounced on the cavalry like arrows leaving the string.
"Holy Barrier!"
Irene shouted, pointing the scabbard sword into the air, and a golden barrier fell from the sky, covering the front of her bodyguard, blocking most of the magic.
The cavalryman glanced at her gratefully, pulled the reins and was about to return to the queue, when a vine climbed up from the ground and caught the leg of the horse beneath him.
ulatingeman ash to the ground , the war horse neighed in fright , and kicked its hind hooves backwards , almost knocking off the cavalryman on top of it .
"Everyone dismount!"
Teresa roared decisively, jumped off the horse, and swung her sword to cut off the vines that were spreading along the ground.
Helen stood in the forest and looked at her expressionlessly. The staffs she leaned forward slightly emitted a dark green light, urging the vines as thick as pythons to continue to grow in the direction of the cavalry team.
Teresa spotted her at a glance and ran up to her with a long sword in hand, but was soon forced back by sharp arrows flying out of the forest.
Looking at the arrows nailed to the tree trunks and exuding black energy, Teresa narrowed her eyes slightly and looked in another direction in the woods. She saw a night elf with a bow and an arrow looking at her provocatively, as if to say, "Come here."
"It's a small trick." Teresa sneered and pinched the amulet on her chest. The golden runes quickly coated her armor with a layer of gold.
Shirley's expression changed slightly, and she immediately loosened the bow string. However, before her arrow could reach her, the heavily armored female knight seemed to teleport in front of her.
"Oh my god, it's so fast——"
On the other side, a steady stream of skeletons have collided with the dismounted cavalry, starting a hand-to-hand contest!
Although the combat effectiveness of these skeletons is not high, their number is so huge that there is no end in sight!
Although the personal guards under her command are not vegetarians, they are human beings after all, and neither their physical strength nor their extraordinary power is unlimited.
"Hold on! Reinforcements are on the way!" Erin Campbell roared, gritting her teeth and pulling out the legendary sword in her hand.
Luo Yan's pupils shrank slightly. He didn't expect that she would pull this thing out just like that, and it would be so close to him.
Bathed in the sacred light and holding the "Light of Praise" in her hand, Erin Campbell seemed to have changed into a different person, with her whole body exuding holy light.
The surrounding undead and little demons clearly seemed to have been debuffed, and their movements became slow and stiff, as if a tight spring was tied to their bodies.
The holy light flashed away, and Irene, holding the sword in her hand, returned to her usual appearance, but her breath was different from before.
At the same time, the guards following her seemed to have received a divine blessing. Not only did the wounds on their bodies heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, but their whole bodies were filled with inexhaustible power.
Luo Yan thought to himself.
It seems that I do not fully understand the "Light of Praise", and this thing does not suck the user clean like a vampire as soon as it is pulled out.
Aaron Campbell should have used one of the functions, and if he only used it normally, it would not overdraw the user's life potential too much.
At least not for the young Irene.
While he was thinking, a thick fog filled the forest, followed by a string of laughter like wind chimes.
"Giggle...it's so interesting. I didn't expect that Aaron Campbell actually handed his sword to a little girl. I thought I had seen it wrong, but it turned out to be true."
Feeling the hostility coming towards her face, Irene looked at the deep fog around her with a calm expression.
“Who!”
“Sissi.”
The thick fog suddenly dispersed, revealing the petite figure sitting on the treetop.
The white dress trimmed with red ribbons rustled in the sharp cold wind. Under the short, fiery red shoulder-length hair was a pair of coquettish red eyes.
Other than the pair of slightly raised horns on her forehead, the tail swaying behind her and the folded bat wings, she is no different from a human girl, but she looks a bit smaller.
Irene looked up suddenly and met her eyes.
Hate.
Intent to kill.
Bloodthirsty.
And...jealousy?
Irene couldn't help but suspect that she had seen it wrong.
She can understand all other emotions. After all, hell and humans on the surface are sworn enemies, but jealousy is the only emotion she can't understand. It's obviously their first time meeting them.
However, the feelings of the enemy are not important to her. She only cares about the people of the Principality of Campbell.
Taking a deep breath, Irene clenched the sword in her hand, stared at the little devil sitting on the treetop, and said her name.
"Irene Campbell, the daughter of Aaron Campbell, no matter how many times you demons are resurrected, I will use the light given to me by Saint Sith to chop off your heads."
"Really?"
Sissi raised her left hand and yawned, and held up the hem of her skirt with her right hand to salute slightly. The corners of her covered mouth slightly raised a cruel smile.
"Then just give it a try."
(End of this chapter)