Chapter 340 Saladin of Fire, Dissatisfaction, Tradition?
"How can it be so weak? Even the demon heavy armored regiment outside Windsor Castle was defeated by us, and even the big demon was killed. How can the remaining bastards resist our Olympian army!" Hearing Gu
After Staff's words, the dwarf immediately rose up again, looking like he could completely wipe out the remaining enemies outside Fort Atl if he was allowed to pass by.
"But we must also be on guard against demons bringing reinforcements from other counties." Gustav shook his head, still expressing his cautious attitude.
"Your Excellency, do you want to conduct another reconnaissance on the enemy before going to war?" At this time, the staff officer also asked.
"Yes, I will arrange it." Moriarty nodded and accepted the advice of playing cautiously.
The next night, Claudia was ordered again to go to Castle Art to investigate the enemy's situation. Before departure, Moriarty secretly informed the Blood Count that if circumstances permitted, it would be best to sneak into the city quietly once to take a look at the castle.
In order to prepare for the next "meeting and negotiation" with my father. After all, some situations have changed since the war started, and the coordination and allocation of subsequent coalition forces' out-of-county operations must also be adjusted accordingly.
, and at the same time, it will involve many issues of interest distribution.
Because she had walked it twice, Claudia was already familiar with the road to Yate. Just a few hours later, she arrived outside Yate Castle.
Different from the "clean" roads, the Blood Earl still saw a large number of demon warriors who were relentlessly besieging the city outside the city. Under the night, the densely packed little demons were like ants surrounding honey. By rough estimation, the number was more than
one thousand.
"Strange. How come the demons here are still so full of energy and their morale remains intact? Are reinforcements really arriving?"
Claudia turned into a shadow and slowly wandered back and forth among the demon warriors, while carefully exploring, hoping to find out the reason why the demon in Artburg was "behaving abnormally". However, after going around in circles several times, the Blood Count found nothing.
A special phenomenon. Among the more than a thousand demons, not even a high-level demon was seen. Only a dozen mid-level horned demons were diligently patrolling the demon soldiers. Once they felt that the little demons were slacking off or being distracted, they
Just whip him to death.
"What's going on? Not even the Demon Corps of Windsor Castle has seen such a neat military appearance?"
After searching for a long time, she still found nothing. So, Claudia could only change the target in confusion.
Compared to the solemnity of the demonic regiments below the city, the atmosphere inside Fort Art was much more relaxed. Even the guards on the city top were in groups laughing and joking as if peace had arrived.
"We finally won a big victory, and the devil's end is coming soon!"
"Yes, we finally won! Just do the math, how many people have died in the past year or so! Old people, children, women, men... countless. And most of them were dead without their bodies intact. They were all eaten by the devil.
Lost…"
"Sigh. I still remember the scene when I saw the devil for the first time. It was like locusts. They swarmed over the sky, killing everyone they saw. They ate everyone they saw, and laughed happily at the same time... In just ten minutes
, everyone in the village was eaten until there was no dregs left..."
"Well...but it's okay now. Young Lord Ensberg led his people to defeat the devil, and also relieved Lord Viscount Salk's Windsor Castle. Haha, the day for our counterattack is coming..."
"Yes, thanks to Mr. Ensberg, I heard that he brought back a very powerful legion from abroad, and he has never lost against the devil..."
"It's just a pity that little Lord Ensberg has been 'kicked out' by Lord Baron a long time ago, otherwise our Castle at Art would have become truly majestic..."
"Hush, you idiot, you dare to talk nonsense about the Baron! Shut up!"
"Yes Yes…"
"It's really strange. Why do the demons outside the city seem to have changed since evening? They all become energetic again?"
"Who knows... Anyway, no matter how energetic you are, you are just waiting to die, haha... Let's have a drink to celebrate when we go back later..."
Walking quietly around the walls of Fort Yate and listening to the conversations of the defenders, Claudia couldn't help but laugh secretly.
The quality and attitude of the soldiers here are indeed incomparable to those of the Olympus Legion. The enemies outside the city are still there, but inside the city they have relaxed, as if victory is like a ripe apple on a branch, and it will fall to your mouth as long as you open your mouth and wait.
However, if you think about it again, it is reasonable. After all, the army of Artburg is just a baron's private army in Erathia. On the other hand, Olympus has experienced the experience of Bra
The ace troops that were baptized by the Qatari Civil War and a series of life-and-death battles are far superior to ordinary troops in terms of combat effectiveness, fighting spirit, and military discipline. In addition, they have won hundreds of battles and been tempered into steel, and they have finally become the current military.
Formidable military power. However, the local garrison, which was huddled in one city or one place like a watchdog, could hardly become a truly strong army no matter how seriously Hamilton trained his soldiers or Baron Ensberg invested more money.
Then descending from the top of the city, the Blood Count began to wander around the castle again. At this moment, there was only "Lion Heart", a human Knight of the Round Table, in Castle Art, so as long as Claudius was careful enough to avoid some sensitive
area, there is no problem of being discovered.
Similar to the attitude of the soldiers defending the city just now, the people in the city were also very happy, talking to each other about how to rebuild their homes after defeating the devil. Moreover, Baron Ensberg had promised to exempt taxes in the first year after the war, so the people in the city
The poor people were particularly grateful to their master for his kindness.
"Did you feel the pressure from your son and deliberately try to win people's hearts?" Claudia also owned a small territory when she was in Dejia, so she has the sensitivity of a politician.
After staying in the castle for about another hour, taking advantage of the darkness before dawn, the Blood Count silently jumped over the city wall and left Art.
But Claudia, who thought she was unaware of the ghosts, never noticed from the beginning to the end that a pair of dark red eyes watched her every move just above Fort Atter.
"The great Saladin of Fire, will you allow me to intercept that vampire? It was she who defeated the Snake Dog."
Beside the red eyes, a Fire Sultan knelt down in the clouds and said respectfully. And this high-level demon was the one who escaped from the battlefield of Windsor Castle a few days ago. At this moment, he was like a slave, even
He didn't dare to raise his head. And the identity of the owner of the red eyes who could make a proud Fire Sultan so respectful and humble was self-evident.
"No need, let her go, we can just wait here."
When the moonlight fell, a bearded man with a figure similar to that of an ordinary human being was revealed, wearing a white robe and a black turban. On both sides of the man's thin cheeks, there were two lines that looked like tattoos, and seemed to be complex inscriptions.
Pattern. Under the bright moonlight, there is a faint white-gold light in the pattern, like the reflection of the Milky Way. Coupled with its far-reaching and concise grace, just one look at it makes people bow down and admire it.
meaning.
"yes…"
Not even daring to raise any objections, the Fire Sultan continued to prostrate himself beside the man's boots like a statue. And the mysterious man, who was revered by the high-level demon as "Saladin of Fire", just continued to look at the endless sea of clouds in front of him without any hesitation.
Pay attention to the rapid retreat of a shadow on the ground.
"Shihab." After an unknown amount of time, the man withdrew his gaze.
"Here, your most loyal servant is waiting for your orders." The high-level demon immediately responded in a deep voice.
"Tell me, how long has it been since we came to this plump continent?" The man's voice was rich and deep, with some kind of magic power that could even calm the howling of the night wind.
"Fifteen months." Huo Sultan replied immediately, but he did not understand the meaning of the superior's question.
"It's been fifteen months, so how much longer do you think we can stay here?"
"This..." This is an embarrassing and unanswerable question, and even high-level demons dare not answer it casually.
"kindness?"
The man glanced at the indescribable Fire Sultan, and the high-level demon immediately felt a powerful force approaching his body, pressing him so hard that he almost fell.
"Oh, just say what's on your mind." The man suddenly smiled softly, and the pressure disappeared immediately.
"Yes... I think... I can probably... stay for another year." Finally, Huo Sultan told the truth.
"One year? Haha, you are too optimistic." Hearing the answer, the man couldn't help but chuckle, and the high-level demon immediately buried his head deeper.
"Perhaps you don't know yet, but the indigenous armies on the southern ice sheet are already coming. At the same time, in the Kingdom of Death to the north, our soldiers are dying in large numbers due to some weird disease. And now, we are in this
The huge strategic advantage in the human kingdom is also slowly dissolving. If it continues like this, it will be useless for a year. I am afraid that our army will be driven home in a few months."
“…”
In response to the man's words, the high-level demon, who was obviously not strong enough, could only respond in fear and silence.
"What a pity, what a rich land this is! Here, there is no burning magma flowing everywhere, no poisonous and stinking suffocating gas, and no terrifying beasts that appear from time to time. Compared to our hometown, this continent
It's as beautiful as paradise. But why, why can't we try to live here for a long time? Just for the moment of pleasure, we kill a lot, and as a result, the entire continent comes to besiege us? Don't those chaotic fools understand that if
If we can establish a stable dark kingdom here, then the entire continent will become a rich pasture in front of our dining table from now on!?"
As if talking to himself or venting his extreme dissatisfaction, the man looked at the dark earth below the clouds and said unwillingly. Although his words remained calm and orderly, as the light and dark patterns on his cheeks flickered, it was clear that
His mood was really restless.
"But, sir, aren't killing and devouring flesh and blood the sacred traditions of our people?"
It seemed that he was touched by something. After hearing the words of the superior, Huo Sultan spoke involuntarily.
Immediately, incomparable pressure came silently from all directions, almost crushing it into powder. (To be continued...)
