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Chapter 180: Underground Ambush

Outside Innsbruck, rear headquarters.

The Wolf family's army entered the Alps and fell into a quagmire. The Weisbach army on the opposite side did not engage in a head-on firefight with them. Instead, relying on their familiarity with the terrain, they dispersed a large number of soldiers in the mountains and frequently attacked their rear supply lines.

What's even more troublesome is that I heard that a large number of rebellions are taking place in the Principality of Swabia. The freight route from Burgundy to Swabia was also interrupted for a while, and the transportation troops had to go around to Lombardy-Verona on the southern route.

direction, so that the efficiency of arrival has also been reduced a lot.

Due to the inability to conquer the mountainous areas for a long time, and the arrival of supplies more and more slowly, the morale of the troops has dropped significantly recently, and deserters have begun to appear one after another.

The Hidden Chord of the Demigod, Sir Alberto will certainly not handle such mundane matters personally. He will just let his cronies order his knights and strictly restrain the soldiers he leads.

If a deserter is caught, there is no need for a court-martial and he can just be killed on the spot.

If it were an army in the feudal era on earth, this kind of severe punishment could only serve as a temporary restraint. The worse situation is that the soldiers at the bottom began to complain, join forces, and become restless under the heavy pressure, so that in the end collective dissatisfaction reached the point of

At a certain critical point, riots and roaring camps finally began.

Of course, in this world with extraordinary power, no one combined might be able to defeat a demigod. Naturally, there is no chance of rebellion. Everyone can only say bad things in secret and try their best to escape.

Three months have passed since Christmas, and despite all the strict precautions taken by the Wolf family knights, nearly 20% of their soldiers have escaped.

There were also some unlucky guys who got lost in the mountains after running away and were captured. The knights tied them to a cross, drove nails through their throats, and then let the bodies dry on the cross to scare the remaining soldiers.

them.

We are serving God and punishing the emperor who disobeyed the Holy See. But if you choose to escape, you are betraying your faith and will suffer the pain of having your throat pierced on the cross, and you will go to hell after death.

This statement was preached countless times by the knights in the camp, and the increasing desertion trend was gradually curbed.

Instead, there was a situation where no effort was made, and the knights were helpless. Even among the knights, many people were pessimistic about the future direction of the war.

The upheaval and chaos in the Principality of Swabia did not really affect the Wolf family, but the Griffin family in the north who faced the Emperor's coalition. Once Franconia was penetrated by the Emperor, there would be no way to fight the civil war.

With people's hearts fluctuating, the demigod Alberto had to step out to take charge of the situation and patrolled the camp several times to calm morale.

Returning to the tent, the demigod was also a little tired, so he dismissed his attendants and planned to go to the room to take a nap.

When he entered the room door, he saw that the light beside the bed seemed to be dimmed.

Then the light bulb went out.

The ground suddenly collapsed, and Alberto lost his footing in an instant. After falling more than ten meters, the demigod who reacted controlled the air pressure to levitate and stabilize his body.

However, a huge flesh-and-blood arm suddenly came from below, grabbing Alberto in an instant, and then he suddenly sank down.

After only three or four seconds, the flesh-and-blood arm exploded. The demigod who was freed again quickly looked around, only to see that he was already in a huge underground cave, and the surrounding cave walls were full of corrosion and gnawing.

The traces were covered with fleshy red moss.

In the darkness in the distance, countless rustling, unique sounds of rodents were fading away, but there was a footsteps approaching gradually, which could be heard very clearly in this cave.

"Belladonna poison!" Alberto raised his head, and the skin on his face had turned into tiny cyclones - since he fell into this unknown environment, his body had completely turned into gas.

The highly compressed air armor condensed into substance clung to the surface of his body, vibrating densely like waves and piano keys.

"The Hidden String..." Agrippina laughed softly, "When you instigated my unlucky and pitiful apprentice to go north, did you already foresee that such a day would come?"

"I didn't instigate him." Alberto frowned and said, "He was looking for a way to advance to Level 20. I just gave him suggestions."

"Then let me give you a suggestion." Agrippina narrowed her eyes dangerously and said fiercely:

"Never, never, try to teach my disciples on my behalf!"

Her body suddenly exploded, turning into countless bats and rushing towards Alberto.

Alberto just raised one palm, and the bats were immediately blown away by the storm and even tended to fly back.

These bats flapped their wings in the strong wind, and suddenly opened their big mouths, spraying black blood arrows from them, and shot at Alberto at a terrifying speed.

The blood arrow hit the opponent's body a few centimeters away, as if it had hit some kind of translucent solid object. It turned in one direction and shot back suddenly, condensing into the figure of Agrippina.

Alberto lowered his head and looked at the surface of his body. The air armor that had been spattered by dirty blood had already been stained with some kind of black marks, and was still slowly spreading to the surrounding areas.

This is a law-level toxin that can already infect non-living substances.

"Are you crazy?" Alberto's face darkened, "You actually waste your spirituality in a place like this?"

"Why not?" Agrippina's smile was sinister, with a strong and malicious taunt, "As long as you die here, all these spiritual losses will be worth it."

"You lunatic!" Alberto didn't want to tangle with her, so he just stamped his heel on the ground.

Restrained shockwave.

Vibrations containing high energy spread rapidly along the ground and exploded under Agrippina's feet. Countless gravels shot out like bullets, instantly scarring her body with holes.

He stepped onto the ground again, and his body quickly rose upwards. Before he could fly far, a figure wearing an assassin's white robe fell from above his head.

Caucasian Assassin's Swordsmanship. The Plunder of the Shadow Eagle.

This thrust was fast and accurate. Although it failed to break through Alberto's defense, it slammed his whole body to the ground again.

The moment he landed, Rasul turned back and retreated. Alberto, who was knocked over, slapped the ground with one hand. Suddenly, the entire land exploded around him, with rapid vibrating fragments mixed with high compression.

The air bullets shot in all directions at an astonishing high speed.

Rasul swung his sword fiercely in the air, and the afterimages of the sword almost intertwined into pieces. With his extraordinary eyesight and skill, he blocked some of the fragments and air bullets, and his body was pushed flying by these projectiles.

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Then he fell to the ground, with twenty or thirty penetrating wounds from his shoulders to his legs, dripping with blood.

"What an embarrassing situation," Agrippina commented.

"I took a direct blow from the demigod. I think the injury is considered adequate." Rasul said with a bitter smile.


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