"Damn it, hasn't Moon City and others responded yet?"
In the wind and rain at night, Padas was spinning in a manor at the Rhodes Chamber of Commerce. At this time, he had lost his usual graceful expression, and his son Kask also had his face turned ashen.
"No, Moon City and Bushen City have obviously refused to mediate the war. Although other lords in the North may offer solidarity, in this area, their power cannot have a substantial effect." A middle-aged man said with his head down: "It seems that there is a powerful force that has put pressure on us, so we cannot rely on the legal power."
"What about the headquarters? Haven't the personnel who asked for help from the headquarters yet?"
"President, the headquarters can no longer interfere, and the cause of everything is your son. His unauthorized actions have led to a series of incidents, so the headquarters seems to have given up on us."
Speaking of this, he immediately slapped Kask in the face. At this moment, Kask didn't even dare to hum. He knew that he had any arrogant or unwise moves, and perhaps there was no need for the enemy outside to kill him. The father, who had a red light in his eyes, was about to kill him.
"Is there any possibility of negotiation?"
"No, the other party has made a clear attitude and wants to completely kill them, and even middle- and senior cadres don't want them, because some of them are replaced by people." When the middle-aged man said this, his face was pale as paper: "The space teleportation is only one kilometer at most, but this distance cannot be escaped. In the past few times, people used space teleportation, but they were all strangled without exception. It seems that the other party had already had magic monitoring power."
Padas stopped and suddenly became silent. After a long time, he said, "Since that's the case, let's fight to the death."
And outside the manor, a group of people were waiting for orders.
Generally speaking, regular soldiers are equivalent to level 1 warriors, while ordinary elite soldiers are equivalent to level 2 warriors. Of course, elite soldiers who truly belong to the nobles or even the royal family are at level 3 warriors. In other words, these troops in front of them that exuded a fierce aura like tigers and wolves and condensed murderous aura are likely to be one of the elites of the King of Wardsenia, and are also the core force brought by Reinstein - each soldier may exceed Anion's current level in terms of martial arts.
If you look closely at the individual soldiers of this army, it is not difficult to find that each soldier is wearing armor with strong protective power, which is quite simple, but also quite practical. There are no strengthened wrist armor, elbow armor, arm armor, but the chest plate armor, back armor, and shoulder armor that focus on protection are all available, and the army is strong.
As for Reinstein, the news we know has moved Annien. Under the surface that seems a bit exaggerated, he is a very outstanding figure. A year ago, the prince who led a large army to fight the invading Kingdom of Roland and won a great victory, as for why he withdrew from the position of heir after the war and even went abroad to give the throne to his uncle Wang, it is hard to predict the depth.
However, after being the prince for more than ten years and leading the battle, he naturally had his core team. What he saw was part of his power. Such a power comparison even made Annien feel that even if he got 10%, he would be a little arrogant.
"Sir, please give me some advice." A knight wearing heavy armor and even his face covered in his face said in a muffled voice.
"The attack and specific battle will be left to you." Annien gave the order.
"Yes, draw the sword!"
At this time, with a command, one hundred people drew their swords almost at the same time, so they only produced a "crack". This neat and order represents the well-trained force of this army. In this era, even with the power of the royal family of the Wardsenia Kingdom, such troops will never exceed one thousand, and they are the lifeblood of the royal family. Therefore, the ability to take away such a force, even if only one hundred seen in front of you, forced Annin to consider the intention behind it. However, this is not something that must be considered at present. What should be considered more is how to borrow such a low-level officer from Ryanstein to help him train. Although it is impossible to train such an army in his territory at present, it can lay a good foundation and learn this training method.
The wind and rain were not heavy, but it was covered up by most people with the night. The attacks of the army were a height that ordinary adventure groups could not reach, especially in the battles of more than a hundred people. Therefore, the calls and screams of the battle came quickly, and occasionally a flash of lightning illuminated the people fighting in the rain.
Ten elves mages also participated in the battle. They were all wearing elves cloaks and had spells to protect ranged weapons to block the damage of absolute square bows and arrows. Although this spell of protective ranged weapons has long been proven to be unable to withstand heavy military crossbows, the Chamber of Commerce could not get many such prohibited weapons.
Only in the center, the two elf mages are using a crystal ball to observe the spell energy within one kilometer nearby, especially to supervise whether there is any teleportation magic. This is how the enemies in the previous strongholds can use this magic to escape.
The exterior wall of the manor has been blown up by superimposed fireball techniques - this is what Annien learned new. It turns out that for ordinary earth walls and small stone walls, fireball techniques can also fully strike several of them on top of them and explode them. Magic can to some extent replace the function of some firearms - of course, it is basically ineffective against those thick stone walls.
“The resistance is intense.”
In this battle, it was not Reinstein who came with Annen. He was busy digesting the chamber of commerce strongholds that had been captured, nor was it Kanlunli. After all, Kanlunli had the official identity of Moon City, so it was impossible for him to directly intervene in such a war. The priest Paliya from Anthurya. She was still wearing the priest uniform with white thighs when walking, but she didn't smile at all at this time and was staring at all the changes in the battlefield.
At the exploded wall, the private soldiers of the Chamber of Commerce were forming a line of blood and blood defense, fighting to the death. Although the standard tactics of the army and the cooperation of the elf mages caused them to fall down continuously, their blood also exchanged for many casualties of soldiers - although there were very few dead people, and people immediately sent expensive holy healing water - but the resistance of the private soldiers of the Chamber of Commerce seemed to be close to the level of a regular army, and their bravery was even more on it.
"Why are they fighting so firmly?"
Annin stood on a small mound outside the manor, without that calm attitude and a serious expression. The resistance of these private soldiers of the chamber of commerce was far beyond his imagination. It was not comparable to those scattered soldiers in the original division. If it weren't for the fact that Ryanstein's soldiers were more elite and proficient in tactics on the battlefield, they would have been unable to suppress them long ago.
"According to the news, all of them are orphans hosted by the Chamber of Commerce, and the Chamber of Commerce is their home." Paliya said calmly, and her eyes flashed and she watched the battle situation: "They have been trained since childhood, and there is no other place to go except the Chamber of Commerce."
"Oh, so that's it." It turns out that it's not only me who took in orphans, and the same is true for this chamber of commerce, but what makes him feel even more chilled was that Paliya, who usually smiles purely and transparently and is not angry with him for a few touches, had her eyes as cold as water at this time. She was carefully observing, learning, recording every battle, and accumulating experience. The elves have planned a lot!
I think so, this world has been fighting for thousands of years and tens of thousands of years, which has long made anyone and any race accustomed to war - even the elves that claim to be peace. If they really don’t understand war and are not used to fighting, the elves will no longer exist.
"Boom! Boom!" A series of loud noises, the continuous fireball techniques exploded. The chamber of commerce private soldiers who fought desperately, who had been fighting to the death, were submerged in a huge amount of fireball techniques, and did not affect the chamber of commerce private soldiers and their own soldiers who were in contact with them in front, and the control was quite accurate.
All the more than twenty chambers of commerce were killed in battle, and more than a dozen chambers of commerce were killed by soldiers several times theirs. Suddenly, the manor had been broken through the first line of defense.
However, neither the soldiers nor the elf mage entered immediately. The wounded soldiers were dealing with wounds to trim weapons, the holy healing water was used in large quantities, and even some potions that slightly stimulated excitement were used.
This little thing costs at least thousands of gold coins, but the cost of these costs is to immediately restore the army's strong combat power.
After a little repair, the soldiers re-established the front line and stepped into the manor.
It is invisible here with the naked eye and the naked eye, but it doesn't matter. An elf mage of the army took out a crystal ball and recited the spell. Some images immediately appeared on the crystal ball here - of course, they all have a range of functions. They do not have the energy of a mage tower like Moon City to maintain it. If the magic power of this mage can only maintain the transmission of images within a few hundred meters, but this is enough.
Even in such a light rain, the most powerful fireball technique is constantly acting, especially the other nine elves mages. Fireball technique is the best weapon for small-scale combat troops and killing enemies who rely on geographical advantages. Annien, who is observing, understands more deeply that mages who can perform fireball techniques are used in this small-scale battle, just like the artillery of the Earth in the early Firearm Age, which can quickly clear the enemy's resistance and kill enemies hidden in the halls and rooms.
The sound of shouting and killing had been connected. Although in the rain, more than a dozen thick smoke still emerged from this stronghold, with some flames flying into the air. It was obviously the fireball technique that ignited some houses - you should know that most of the houses in this era were made of wooden.
The elves were recording this battle and gaining experience, while Annien also recorded in his intelligent brain. The small-scale battle with magic was the first time he saw it, which immediately dispelled his faint sense of superiority. The level of magic and combat coordination of high-level magic is not something that an outsider can understand.
Annien couldn't help but ponder. He was not solemnly leading the battle, but rather seeing the essence of small-scale combat in this world. If he fought according to the habits of the earth, even if he had several times more troops than the enemy, he would not be able to escape the fate of defeat.
Details determine the success or failure of one-third. Even if tactics and strategies have the same principles, the specific manifestations are completely different, so the means to victory are also different.
Unfortunately, the smart brain has not restarted and restored even the most basic functions. Otherwise, such data can be input for battlefield simulation, and imagine that you can quickly master the combat methods of this world.
"Sir, I have surrounded the last hall, but I can't take it for a while." A soldier came to report.
"Let's go and have a look!"
The magic flames were still burning by chance, spreading the burnt smell of barbecue in the air. At the door, several soldiers from their own side were on the ground. These were the soldiers who died at the time of the battle because they had no time to rescue them.
The moderate rain kept falling, and from the window that had already exploded, the corpses and the aftermath of magic could be vaguely seen inside.
"The opponent has a powerful magician, and our mage has basically consumed all the magic." The leader of the knight nodded simply: "I think it is not wise to attack now. Unfortunately, it is raining and this hall cannot be lit for the time being."
"kindness!"
If the magic of the memory of ten mages is not consumed, even ten fireballs can be used together, so there is no need to attack with soldiers. Of course, if it is not raining, it is okay to just ignite the hall.
"Is it Sir Anne?" Padas's voice came from inside. Perhaps because he had reached a desperate situation, the voice calmed down.
"It's me, Sir Padas." Annien sent his voice in.
"Can you come in and talk?"
"There is no need for this." Annien said politely and decisively.
A moment of silence followed by this sound.
"My son Kask attacked you, it was his fault. I handed him over now. Can you forgive the rest of the Chamber of Commerce?" Padas walked out and appeared at the door. In front of him, Kask was pale and a little dull.
Annien was silent for a moment, then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "No need, you are not allowed to get closer. If you really think so, then kill your son now!"
Hearing this, the owner of the chamber of commerce, the father, stood in front of Kask, and was motionless as if a silent statue, and then his face was pale. He trembled and took out a knife and smiled bitterly: "Since that's the case, there's nothing we can do."
The flames reflected on the blade, and the blade light flashed in the rainy night.
Everyone remained silent, but Annen saw a look of dissatisfaction in the eyes of the female elf mage. As for Paliya, she was calm and had no expression.
"Wait!" Annien came from a way to stop him. Padas stopped the knife. He turned around: "Sir Annien, what do you have to say..."
But at this moment, two "Puff! Puff!" sounded, two crossbow arrows had already penetrated his throat and heart. At a distance of less than ten meters, the crossbow arrows could penetrate heavy armor.
Padas looked disbelief and struggled hard, trying to stab the knife on his son Kask, but he no longer had the strength to complete it like this and fell back to the ground.
Such a thing happened in an instant, and no one had time to react.
Sneering and put down his hand, Annien ordered: "Take Kask and peel off the clothes!"
The soldier hesitated for a moment before stepping forward and taking Kask off. Strangely, Kask didn't know how to resist. He stripped off his clothes and everyone immediately took a breath, because Kask's body was full of a strange pattern, which looked like a magic.
"This seems to be an evil priest." Paliya stepped forward and watched, taking a breath of cold air: "As for what evil power it has obtained, I can't know."
After a pause, she asked Annien: "How did you know he wanted to use this live sacrifice?"
"The dim vision of the half-elves made me see a special symbol on the knife, which, as far as I know, is usually used for the summoning of the evil living sacrifices." Annon replied simply.
But in fact, this is not the case at all. After the last incident of the evil temple, Annien was very sensitive to some curses and living sacrifices. Therefore, when he saw similar situations, he had associations. Of course, after reading so many magic books, he knew that even curses usually had distance restrictions, so he refused to get close to Padhas. When he saw the knife in his hand, the intelligent brain immediately found the reason from the dark sacrifice.
This is a very evil curse. The power comes from a powerful demon lord, but it must go through many regular sacrifice rituals to play a role. In this situation, the conditions cannot be met at all. Therefore, the expedient solution is to paint a special magic symbol on Kask, which can also partially replace the function of the altar so that the demon lord can receive the sacrifice. However, the effect is much worse, and it can only be targeted at a limited number of people, and the scope is greatly reduced.
"Then how do you deal with this person?"
Annien looked at Kask: "First wash off the evil symbol on him, this is a magic symbol connecting the demon. If you kill him like this, it will attract the demon."
It is easy to take him off and put it in the rain, and the rain will flush away the magic spell on him. As the magic spell is washed and poured with cold rain, Kask slowly woke up. He rolled in the open space, and the evil power attached to the magic symbol still filled him with pain, just like fire. If you look at it from this perspective, Padas finally has a father-son relationship. You must know that a confusing person can reduce the pain of sacrifice, but the demons and evil gods like the pain when offering sacrifices, so the power given by the two is different.
Kask slowly calmed down, but still couldn't speak for a while, and then looked at Annien, a look full of hatred.
"Kill him." Annien said coldly.
"Annien, I will not let you go even if I die!" A voice roaring like a beast before death came over. Except for a few elf mages, everyone else was indifferent.
Chapter completed!