Late at night, reddish firelight flickered on the streets of the town.
The huge bright moon Manasribu hangs in the mid-air, spreading its bright white moonlight to the earth.
The castle defenders were drowsy in the gentle breeze.
Although the Imperial Allied Forces and the Kislev Army were pressing down on the border, the residents and soldiers of the town did not have the slightest panic or worry.
In the past, this kind of situation has not never happened. Over the past hundreds of years, the empire has launched many operations to exterminate vampires, but it has been defeated again and again. They always invaded, were defeated again, and finally retreated to Baidu.
West of Lokhov.
The residents of Sylvania and the vampire lords have long been accustomed to this. They are used to the empire's thunderous thunder and light rain.
Sylvania has been a lawless place for the empire for hundreds of years. Although the electors claimed that it was under the jurisdiction of the empire, in fact the electors and the emperor were just deceiving themselves. Everyone knows that Hill
Vanya is ruled by vampires.
Those immortal guys have lived in the castle for centuries, and the people under their command have changed batch after batch, but they still look immortal and live endlessly.
Secret Castle.
The tavern was full of people, and the town residents were drinking and chatting here.
No one will care about this "big crusade" between the Empire and Kislev, they are used to it.
Even if the crusade was true, it didn't matter to them. This castle was located in the hinterland of Sylvania, and vampire lords had already sent troops to garrison several border fortresses, so it was impossible for the imperial army to appear here.
As for that northern kingdom, Kislev? In the eyes of the Sylvanians, it is a joke. They can’t even protect themselves. A poor country that was almost wiped out in the chaos invasions still wants to attack
other people?
"Kislev? Have you heard? That barbarian riding a white bear is coming."
The crowd burst into mocking laughter.
"Who let his precious witch hunter die in the Black Castle."
"Witch hunter?"
"Those damn reptiles should have disappeared from this world long ago. They have to burn this one and that one every day. The ones who should be burned to death the most are themselves."
"Yep!"
There were echoes from the crowd again.
The wine glasses collided wildly on the table, making a dull sound like wood hitting each other.
The noisy noise continued, but soon, an uneasy roar reached the tavern.
The sound seemed to come from the roar of an ancient giant beast, and it was obviously coming from mid-air.
Woo...woo...
There was another sound, like thunder bursting from the clouds.
The crowd suddenly fell silent, and everyone stretched their ears to listen carefully to the ominous roar.
The sound was unlike any wild beast they had ever heard before, nor was it like the strange cries of vampires and undead creatures.
Even the elderly tavern owner has never heard such a sound.
It approaches rapidly from a distance. No creature in Sylvania can have such speed!
Immediately afterwards, all the wooden tables and chairs in the tavern began to shake violently.
"Oh my God! What is this?"
"what happened?"
The drunkards who had been noisy just now ran out of the tavern and looked up at the black sky. At this moment, a huge figure suddenly appeared in the familiar gray sky.
"By the gods! What is that?"
The crowd screamed.
They saw a dragon! An extremely huge ice dragon that they had never seen before!
And this was also the last scene they saw during their lifetimes.
"Dragon Flame!"
Under the black sky, Rhodes rode on the back of the frost dragon Frigoste and issued a fatal command.
In an instant, a magnificent blue light suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth. It struck the black earth from mid-air, like a blue lightning, piercing the silent sky.
What followed was rolling flames of ice and fire and deafening explosions.
The dragon's breath was like a frost storm, tearing apart the entire main street of Dark Whisper Castle in an instant.
The houses on both sides of the street were blown to pieces by the shock wave generated by the breath in an instant.
The building further away lit up with blue ice flames!
"City Gate!"
On the dragon's spine, Rhodes patted his good partner and issued the command again.
Frigoste flapped her wings, stirred up the wind-like airflow, and soared high into the sky again.
Before the castle guards could react, another deadly breath shot towards the city gate.
The giant dragon roared, and the rolling flames shot out, forming the most dazzling pillar of fire in the night sky.
After the storm, the castle gate and the defenders above the gate were blown to pieces.
Bright red body parts littered the scene.
And almost at the moment when the gate of Dark Word Castle was breached, a line of fire appeared outside the city.
"Attack! For Esun! For Kislev!"
The war bears are roaring and the soldiers are shouting.
Three hundred members of the Kislev Expeditionary Force roared out of the woods and rushed towards the Dark Word Castle, which had half of the city wall collapsed.
"No, this is impossible!"
"Oh my god, who is going to save us?"
"This is absolutely impossible!"
"Wadenhof hasn't fallen yet. How did Mrs. Kislev appear here?"
The town residents and castle defenders shouted in terror.
But no one would answer their questions.
The Kislev Bear Knights on the back of the bear were like battlefield tanks, charging and crushing them all the way. Before the castle defenders had time to assemble into a defensive formation, they pushed them down and crushed them.
The giant bear tore open the enemy's flesh, bit off the arms and thighs of the defenders, and threw the soldiers into the air.
The Norscan raiders put away their shields, took out their two-handed axes, and started killing.
In less than an hour, the Secret Word Castle had been completely breached.
The town under the castle soon burst into flames. The looting and massacre continued in this quiet night.
"Please, don't kill me!"
"My lord! My lord!"
The lord of the castle hid in the final cellar and shivered.
However, what was ushered in was the butcher's knife of a predator.
Selta swung the axe, and split the puppet human lord into two pieces with one blow.
The raider warriors beside him swarmed up and looted the lord's jewelry and property.
Under the bright moon, after the army slaughtered the city, Rhodes rode the ice dragon Frigoste and landed on the highest platform of the castle, overlooking the small city that had become ruins, his eyes cold and calm.
The first castle has been demolished and they must speed up.
Rhodes knew that after this looting, vampire lords across Sylvania would soon know what happened here.
Once the vampire lords of Sylvania mobilize their armies and come to encircle and suppress them, they will have no chance of winning.
Going deep into the enemy's hinterland, there is no supply, and we can only rely on looting and looting to obtain supplies. Such tactics are destined to capture and loot one place. It is impossible to occupy it at all. Once the vampire army turns around to encircle and suppress, relying on these three
It is absolutely impossible for a hundred soldiers to defend any castle stronghold.
The cold evening wind blew by, and looking at the vast night sky, Rhodes set his sights on the dark castle further south...