Law of the Devil
Chapter 250 [Single Ride Into Camp!] (smash the moon ticket ~!
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(Update today, 9,000 words! Sorry I'm late ~)
Chapter 227 [Single Ride Into Camp!
After a day and a night of Mercedes-Benz, Dewey ordered the whole army not to rest. Such an order seemed to be somewhat unpopular for soldiers who had just undergone a small battle, but the Tulip family's cavalry still strictly complied with the Duke's orders.
“I know you're tired! I'm fucking tired!” Dewey said out loud and polite: “You are rigorously trained knights, and I, a weak magician. If you don't tell me, I'm sitting on the horse right now, and both thighs are hurting me. However, my warriors… 20,000 jackals ahead are about to swallow our brothers and sisters and ravage our people! We have to insist! Hold on!”
Dewey's breathtaking voice spread through the ears of every tulip cavalry. I have to say, Dewey has a lot of moisture. And not to mention Dewey after practicing star fighting, his body is far from “weak”, and, as a magician, he has quietly used a wind magic, making his body much lighter.
What really hurts is Muse, who thinks he's about to break up all over himself. But he knew that if he showed a little inconsistency, then this cruel duke would not hesitate to leave himself halfway - he would have wanted to do it a long time ago, I'm afraid!
“My lord!” One of the scout cavalry runs back to the front: “Turn over the hill in front and you'll see the city of Gilliard! ”
“Order the whole army to slow down!” Dewey wiped the sweat off his head.
It's exhausting. Though every effort has been made to reduce the turbulence on the horse's back, the inside of the thigh rubbed against the saddle for a day and it also hurts badly.
On the way, I have to say, Dewey's luck is really good! What “Golden Wolf Head Guard" on the prairie led people to attack the city of Gillatte, 20,000 troops, must be surrounded by scouting rides, but Dewey's people never met the prairies again.
I have to say, he's very lucky.
Dewey is racing against time! The ideal result is to reach Gilliard City before the Prairie! If not, stand back and ask for the second, before the Prairie strikes!
It's a hillside, or, to be exact, just a little mountain bag. Dewey had a horse parked underneath, and he brought a couple of his own men up to the mountain bag. From a distance, the city of Gilliard is right in front of you!
The sky is full of starlight, and the dilapidated walls of the city of Gilliard are far away, built on the mountains and backed by the Kilimaro Mountains. Although the wall, after Dewey had established it as his own production base, had undergone simple repairs, it had mostly been used only to prevent outsiders from spying on it and to prevent the escape of the slaves inside.
Unpolitely, if from a military point of view… Lombardon once made a ruthless assessment: "If I lead troops, an assault can hit the walls! ”
Duwei and a few of his men had just climbed up the hill and looked away. His first reaction was to suck in a cold breath of air!!
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The city of Gillatte lies on the back of Mount Kilimaro, but beneath the walls is a vast expanse! This is a vast wilderness of about a dozen square meters, over grasslands full of dead yellow shrubs all year round except for the gravel.
There is no better battlefield for cavalry than this place! Above the flat wasteland, when the cavalry storms, there is no obstruction!
At this moment, under Dewey's eyes, just above the wasteland beneath Gilliard City, has been occupied by the prairie!
These prairie armies are completely different from those of the Empire, and they are not in the habit of camping, not even building plates, and not using fences for any protection.
Probably because this was a sneak raid into the Empire, without carrying a heavy convoy.
But look, above the wilderness, one tent at a time is like a mushroom growing out of the sky on the ground.
The man cried out, "Horses hissing, boiling." Around those tents, savages in grassland jackets are busy. Life, feed the horses. Countless giant torches of turpentine are standing there, like daylight.
That piece by piece tent, piece by piece, grassland wolf with a machete, murderous.
To relieve Dewey… the tulip flag is still high above the walls of Gilliant City!
The city is still here. Robert didn't lose it!
Dewey's eyes glistened and looked back at a few of his men, grinning bitterly: "Looks like we're going to have to find a way through the enemy's tent first. ”
•
The prairies had no intention of resting, and they seemed to have known already that the city of Gilliard was understaffed. After all, it was a former capital city, not small in size. A city this big, if it's to be completely defensive, the strength of the Knight Robert's men is a bit overstretched.
Four thousand people are too few for the Great Wall!
Robert stood on the walls of the city, watching under the city, and the sword swaying prairie man, his steadfast face filled with worry.
These savannahs arrived this evening. The other party appeared to have deliberately attempted to seize the city of Gillatte for a long time before embarking on a very rapid assault.
If other generals had been replaced, they would have lost the city's guard if suddenly they had been raided by this wonder army of grasslands that had descended from the sky. But Knight Robert, who had always acted steadily, kept in mind Dewey's orders when he handed the city over to him.
Dewey held Robert's hand and whispered, “This factory in town is my home! Robert, something here, can't be a little unexpected, let alone seen or known by outsiders! I gave my life to you!! ”
Robert, who was loyal and steady, felt the pressure on his shoulders and made a very strict set of defensive rules, dividing his limited force into rotating duty over the walls of the city without any slack at any time.
Fortunately, in this abandoned city, nothing else, there are many stones. The soldiers demolished many houses without regard and moved stones over the city. It was also Robert's order to be ready to fight at all times.
There was a soldier who slept while on duty, and Robert slapped twenty lashes and lay in bed for three days. Such demanding demands have created discontent among many soldiers - who believe that guarding such a remote, abandoned city is unnecessarily harsh.
The city is nothing more than a group of slaves of labor. There is no treasure of gold or silver, just a workshop. Who's gonna get in trouble here?
And this move finally pays off.
The first wave of raids by the Prairie was soon discovered by soldiers guarding the city. Robert went to town for the first time.
In the first battle of the afternoon, the plains' plot to sneak down the city of Gilliard failed. After 300 bodies were left behind, they withdrew temporarily.
Robert, who lost 200 men, plus 300 wounded soldiers who lost their fighting power.
Under the circumstances, Robert immediately decided that he had released a shipment of weapons and mobilized a thousand young slaves from the city to guard the city.
He didn't mobilize much on these slaves, he just pointed at the grassmen riding under the city waving machetes on horseback, cold-blooded: “You see, these guys are wolves on the grasslands! If they come in, you'll all be killed! These people won't let go! I am not asking you to help me guard the city, but to fight for your own survival. ”
Fortunately, Dewey has always been kind to these slaves, eating and drinking, and promising them freedom in the future. Most slaves were consciously involved in the fighting.
In the afternoon, the Prairie launched three attacks, each with the cooperation of the Guardians and Slaves.
But the problem lay before Robert: the regular army in his hands had lost 800 men and almost a quarter of its fighting power. Slaves, for lack of equipment, have also killed and injured nearly a thousand, especially the bows and arrows of the Prairie, particularly fatal to slaves without armor and shield protection.
Robert ordered the demolition of a large number of abandoned houses' doorboards to serve as shields while the enemy retreated once more.
The prairies did not seem prepared to give Robert a chance to breathe, and although they had set up tents outside the city, they did not rest. Instead, two thousand men were split up to harass the city at all times. Round after round of arrow rain, people in the city dare not relax at all times.
Robert looked at the night, at the dazzling enemies beneath the city, and the knight was worried.
“Is the gate blocked?” Robert looked at one of the men around him.
“Well, my lord.” This is an officer with the rank of Commander: “We stoned the gates! ”
Robert sighed and did not show any comfort on his face.
Blocking the gates is a last resort.
The way the Prairie attacked the city in the afternoon frowned heavily on Robert Knight from the interior of the Empire.
Because the north-west is an arid area, there is usually no moat around the city. So the prairie can rush to the city without any hesitation and directly threaten the gates.
These savannahs can send hundreds and hundreds of dead cavalry, risking the rocks and arrows falling from the city, one breath to an effective distance, and then they will use a special tool with a carry-on strap: an iron arrow with a sharp curved hook and a thick, extremely solid rope on the arrow. Dozens of specially selected, heavily armed cavalry shoots arrows at the city gate at a distance, the arrows are nailed to the city gate, the hook deeply snags the city gate, then the hundred and ten cavalry hang the other end of the rope on the horse, fast running back!
The first battle of the afternoon, that's how they were, the strength of dozens of horses, pulled down the gates in a second!
Robert himself carried a team of heavily armored infantry that was deadly blocked at the gates of the city, which finally blocked the meadow cavalry that was swarming to rush into the city. But the only heavily armored infantry unit of its own lost all of it in that battle.
Finally, a tear-free scene emerged in which the crisis was resolved when the doorway of the city was blocked by the corpse of one of its own soldiers and the horse of the killed Prairie Cavalry.
Robert couldn't help but notice the two wounds he had been cut by a machete and immediately ordered to be stoned to death!
In this way, it seems to be safe, but it also breaks hope!
If a reinforcement from your side arrives... then you want to receive reinforcements into the city, all of them...
If you don't block the gates, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for the sunset today, the city will be lost!
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Under the stars, in the herdsmen's tents, suddenly came a strange horn, as if with a hint of obscurity. All the prairie men who were running downtown, shooting arrows at the city from time to time, heard the horn, while the horse was pulled back.
“What are they doing?” Robert frowned.
The leader next to him was a Northwest man, and he thought about it and looked at the night sky and said, "My lord, it may be midnight. Prairie customs, by midnight, are super dead. They believe that midnight is the best time for the dead to ascend. At this time, they will burn the bodies of those who die during the day, and only then will they stop everything… for about an hour. ”
“An hour.” Robert's relieved: “So we can take an hour off. ”
“I don't think so. My lord!” The leader's face is ugly: “I think we're in trouble... my lord! ”
“Why?”
The leader whispered, "I've been to the grasslands, and my father was in that war with the Northwest more than two decades ago. If in a battle, the prairie would choose to stop fighting at night for more dead souls... then there is only one explanation! ”
“Oh?”
The leader's face was ugly: "There are Shamans in their army! Only Shamanic wizards are qualified to appease dead warriors. This is their custom… My lord, Shamanic Wizard, the equivalent of our Empire's Wizard! It's a bunch of people with terrible skills. ”
Robert was silent for a while, looking at the tent of a distant prairie man, and then he had to laugh bitterly: "Magician... Shaman Wizard... damn! If Shaman wizards are comparable to magicians, why don't they let Shaman wizards attack us this afternoon? ”
The leader shook his head: "My lord, what I know is not clear. But I heard implicitly that the rules of the prairie are different from ours. Their Shamanic wizards don't usually make it easy. Especially in wars, Shamanic wizards are said to adhere to a strange rule only after their own side bleeds first. If Shamanic wizards kill first, it is their sin. If they die first and Shamanic wizards take revenge, then they will not be forbidden. ”
“Weird rules.” Robert held the sword in his hand.
“My lord.” The president suddenly laughed, his appearance was not remarkable, but at this moment there was a firm expression in his eyes: “I think their Shamanic Wizard will strike at dawn… can we live to see tomorrow's sunset or not… it is an honor to fight alongside you, no matter what! It's also an honor to die under the Tulip Flag! ”
Robert was silent for a while and looked at his non-talkative men during the week, taking a deep breath, lifting his sword and sighing: “It's all for the family! ”
“For the family!” The commander also pulled out his sword, tapped it gently with Robert's sword, and then performed a knight's etiquette.
•
The hour seemed long and brief.
But Robert understands that he's probably less fierce this time! There are no signs of herdsmen's attacks, and they cannot even send a message to the young master themselves. Above the plains, there are prairie cavalry everywhere, trying to send scouts to send letters or call for help... that's delusional.
In the tent of the prairie, the trumpet came for a while, and the trumpet swung, as if to soothe the dead soul, hidden with a hint of softness. But in Robert's ear, it sounds like a musical movement!
Because once this horn is over, you can be sure that the Prairie will launch their next attack! And this time... there will be Shamans in battle!
Finally, at the end of the trumpet, Robert suddenly lifted his chest, and the wound of the knife on his left shoulder was still a hidden pain - perhaps the bandages weren't tight enough, a little loose, and Robert could feel the blood had penetrated the bandages, the sticky wet, very painful.
But... people are dying, whatever.
Robert's knight sneered, lightly mounted his sword over the walls of the city, his eyes bursting with death.
A thunderous drum sounded, deep in the prairie people's tent, and then a horseshoe sounded, a group of prairie cavalry soldiers rushed out of their barracks, and then queued up, and suddenly they ran out from behind, dozens of naked strong men, carrying huge sharp stakes, and then on a hammer, they stuck these sharp sticks in the ground.
These one-man wooden sticks stand just outside the bow and arrow range downtown, with a sharp tip above them. Robert doesn't know what these people are up to.
A scene ensued that made Robert furious!!!
The prairie began to move out a single body! From the looks of those bodies, Robert immediately identified himself as falling from the city after his death or injury during the battle this afternoon!
Have your own soldiers and those slaves!!
Now, all the armor and clothes on each of these dead warriors have been stripped! And the armor that belonged to the infantry of his own men was worn on the prairie men! These mineral-deficient prairie men, as if they had a natural desire for armor, or a combination or not, sat on horses in oblique armor wearing imperial infantry.
The bodies were placed in a row, and the dead fighters lay on the ground standing tall. A prairie man slowly took a few steps from the queue, with a machete in his hand, pointing at the walls of the city, and drank a few words out loud.
Far away, Robert couldn't clearly hear the prairie man, but when this guy was finished, the prairie man next to him immediately burst out with a howl and a shout, as if they were crazy, holding a machete, howling like a beast!
“What do they want?” Robert's gloomy face.
“My lord! They are proclaiming... the slaughterhouse!” The commanding officer next to him bites his teeth, word for word.
“Tuco!? ”
“Yes!” the officer suddenly hit the wall with a punch, and suddenly he burst into tears in his eyes: "They... they are going to build a head frame!! ”
Without waiting for Robert to ask again, suddenly he heard the prairie man shouting, and the dozens of naked strong men behind him, as if they had heard an order, took the snowy machete from behind him, beneath the eyes of Robert and the many generals in the city, they cut off the bodies of the dead Tulip family warriors, one by one!
And then all these heads are stuck on those sharp stakes! Bloody skull over rows of wooden stakes!!
This move immediately angered all the soldiers who stood in the city, shouting, pulling out their weapons, a period of emotional anger, and even some of them were reluctant to jump out of the city and fight each other. If it hadn't been for the city gate blocked, I'm afraid someone would have rushed out at all costs!!
Even though Robert was always steady, his eyes were congested, his face twisted, his anger shouted suddenly, he jumped onto the city wall, he was almost instantly jumping out of the city to fight for his enemies, suddenly he was hugged by the commanding officer next to him, dead to pull him down.
“My Lord! My Lord!!!” This officer's eyes are red: “My lord! It's a trick the prairie people use! Often when they attack a city, they use this method to provoke the guards and lead them to a duel! You can't fool them!!! ”
Robert roared and turned to point at the prairie man and shouted: "Damn it! Son of a bitch! If there's a chance! I will surely turn all of you on the meadow into human skulls!!!! ”
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Dewey stood on the hillside and looked ahead.
His men behind him felt the Duke's body trembling in secrecy.
With Eagle's Eye, Dewey can still clearly see what's happening downtown, even though it's miles away. Especially when the prairies cut off the heads of the bodies, one by one, and stuck them on the stakes, Dewey's fists had died squeezing and his fingernails had almost pierced the palm of his hand. My men behind me can't see these, but they can clearly feel a terrible cold gushing from the Duke!!
“My Lord...... you......”
Ziggy probed the opening.
Dewey turned his head, he looked at Ziggy's face, he looked at this loyal magic learner, and suddenly he bit his teeth: “Too bad you can't see that scene... I don't know if it's luck or misfortune! ”
After that, he set his mind: “Go down and get everyone together, we're ready to rush over! ”
“No!!” Ziggy immediately objected.
“What did you say?! ”
Sieg looked at Dewey's angry eyes and suddenly felt a cold neck and hurried: "My lord! I was in the army, and now this situation, the big army siege, the city's guards are outnumbered, according to custom, most of the city gates have been blocked! There are too few of us, more than 800 rides, can we rush through the array of 20,000 people or two... even if we rush past, the city gate is blocked, we can't even get into the city! If the enemy forces you to die under the city..."
Dewey was silent and he thought for two seconds and immediately made a decision.
“So that's it! I'm going into town alone! I'm a magician, I can fly in from the sky...” Just now, Ziggy seemed to object, but the look of Dewey's murder drove him to silence, and Dewey continued: “Ziggy, all of you stand back for a while, it's too close to the enemy camp! You guys quit two miles! By dawn, Gaida should be here with our men! You wait for all the teams! Then... I'll give you a signal! As long as you see the fire above the gates... you will concentrate all your troops inside! Do you understand?”
Ziggy looked at Dewey and was about to fight for his life: "My lord! But you alone..."
“I asked if you understood!!” Dewey drank suddenly and his eyes stared dead at Ziggy, biting his teeth: “I'm the Duke, I made a decision! Execute!!”
“My lord! You are the Commander! It's the Duke!” Ziggy still wants to stop it.
“Ziggy, you remember what I said.” Dewey took a deep breath and said word for word: "Some things in the world can be done without... but some must be done!! ”
•
Right next to the human skull beneath the city, when the prairie wolves shouted with an uncontrolled laugh, they did not realize that a thick cloud had flown silently over the sky.
All of a sudden, there was a thunderous roar behind me!
Boom!!!
A loud noise erupted in the clouds above the sky, suddenly smashing, directly hitting the heartland of the prairie camp!
Then there was a fire, in the platforms of the prairie people, a lot of people shook up, and there was a flaming fire. Immediately, three or five tents were burned directly into a fire ball. Before the people inside could rush out, they were buried in the flames!
Dewey rides one man, faces the battalion of 20,000 prairie soldiers, and strikes!
This Thunder Summoning Magic just now is one of the most advanced level 5 spells that Dewey can currently use. This summons of magic spells immediately almost halves Dewey's full body magic! But with a ring made of colorful stones above your fingers, Dewey replenished the magic for a moment!
In the midst of the fire, the prairie people had found such a ride rushing towards their camping platforms. The Prairie Wolf of Pu Han immediately split up dozens of rides to face, and the fast arrow rain sprinkled!
The Dewey suddenly slapped the saddle hard, and the man immediately flew up from the saddle! His magician robe was dancing in the sky, his arms open, and Dewey sang the spell aloud.
His whole body was wrapped in a silver magic glow and his open arms seemed to embrace the whole sky in his arms! As the sky clouds became more depressed, a lightning bolt flowed through the clouds, and Dewey stood high and looked at the dense, numb grasslands like ants, and his roar came from the sky.
“Die!" ”
A little finger, like the guidance of the angels, in the clouds, once again a lightning bolt towards the densest part of the crowd, severely chopped down!
Suddenly, the fire is pouring!!
Dewey was like a thunderous incarnation at the moment, his ten fingers were as smart as musicians, his fingers flickered, as if directing the thunderbolt of the sky into a gorgeous movement, lightning together, under his command, like a serial thunderbolt to the ground!
In the roar, filled with countless screams and shouting, the runaway crowd and horses, often after lightning, become a single scorched corpse!
After more than a dozen consecutive breaks of breath, on the ground, was immediately plowed out a deep trench two meters wide and dozens of meters long!!
Lv5 Magic Thunder Summoning Magic, by Dewey relying on colorful stone storage massive magic, such a crazy and intense display, it is definitely infinite power!! But it's also very magical! Such a string of thunderous summonses drained Dewey of all her magic! Had it not been for his five-colored stone ring, if he had been a magician of the same standard as Dewey, I'm afraid after two or three more thunder, he would have been drained by adults for the magic extraction transition!!
After watching this round of magic attacks above the ground, the prairie had already been killed and wounded by almost a thousand people, while Dewey felt a moment of disfigurement. He moved his mind, extracted the last trace of magic from the ring, then headed towards the wind and quickly flew towards the walls of the city of Gilliard!!
The grassmen on the ground were shocked and angry, yelling and shouting, and others tried to pick up the bow and arrow to shoot at Dewey in the sky, but Dewey was angry and the wind shot at the sky, the wind swept away immediately, how could he shoot Dewey?
Just as no one seemed to be able to stop Dewey, a strange voice suddenly came from the grassland tent above the ground. It sounded like the magicians of the Roland Empire sang magic, but the tone was extraordinarily slow and strange.
This sound fell into people's ears and had to be disturbed for a while, and Dewey suddenly had a shock in his heart!
In front of us, a huge blood-red flag suddenly appeared in the sky. The blood-red flag was huge and dozens of meters wide. It was printed on it, and it was a bloody skull!
Bloody Skull Flag?
Dewey stopped dying so quickly that none of them crashed into the flag.
The next intermittent sound, as if it were still weak, overshadowed a noise on the ground, like a pointed needle, gently stabbed Dewey in the ear!
“Which magician of the Roland Empire is coming! ”
Before the voice fell, he saw a man in a white robe rushing to the sky, instantly pulled to the same height as Dewey. He stood hidden on that blood-red bloody skull flag, a long grey hair dancing, almost covering all his face, while the revealed skin was miserable and white!
The man stood so gently on the bloody skeleton flag, exactly where the skeleton frowned. Unlike the magician of the Empire, this guy has no half-magic light all over his body. He looks almost as dead and weird as ever!
“I am the Prairie Witch King Holy Mother, Shamanteeth in White, Dear Roland Magician, please report your name! ”
Sign up?
“Fuck you!” That is Dewey's only answer!!
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