Why did the lord rebel

Chapter 519: The Final Battle of Thorn City (Part )

In the Igor family camp outside the Aurelian Gate, Xiahou Yan looked at the Aurelian Gate covered with overwhelming dust with satisfaction, and let out a few cunning smirks from time to time.

Beside him, Sean Mountbatten was wiping his sweat with a handkerchief.

Sean didn't know how the boss could laugh--

Using cannons to fire large-scale pornographic pictures at the enemy in front of the two armies was an unprecedented spectacle in Haven's history. Sean knew very well that no matter how brilliant the results of the battles in the past, after this battle, when people in the future mentioned Elliot Eagle and Sean Mountbatten, they would first think of "those two bastards who fired pornographic pictures on the battlefield."

Even though Sean Mountbatten prides himself on his wisdom and strategies, the Lord's tactics are still too advanced for this era!

"How did the orcs react?" Xiahou Yan smacked his lips and turned to ask Knight Commander Cousins, who was holding a Dark Moon Glazed Telescope and looking towards the top of the city.

"They... uh..." Knight Captain Cousins ​​chose his words awkwardly, "They look... a little angry."

Everyone in the camp knew that the Knight Commander's words were already implicit: the green-skinned orcs who lived on honor were eager for a hearty battle, but before the fight even started, they were shot in the face by the other side...

This was definitely the ultimate insult to the people of the God of War. Let alone being "a little angry", even if the Federation orcs were driven by rage and opened the city gate regardless of anything to ask the Lord of Frost Maple Ridge for an honor duel, everyone thought it was completely normal.

  Although the two countries are at war, throwing obscene pictures at the opposing positions is definitely a complete diplomatic scandal!

However, the international impact is obviously not within the lord's consideration.

Xiahou Yan nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand:

"Bring me the magic horn!"

Wilson, Master Lowry's unlucky apprentice, hurriedly pushed the cart carrying a giant copper trumpet in front of the lord with a creaking sound.

Everyone noticed that the giant trumpet was surrounded by a yellow magical glow, and it was obviously another magic prop that the territory had purchased from somewhere.

Xiahou Yan moved behind the trumpet and cleared his throat solemnly.

Amplified by the magic trumpet, a huge cough suddenly resounded over the Aurelian Gate. Even the singing of the orc shamans on the city wall paused for a moment because of the violent sound.

  "The sound quality is good. It has to be Yuandao's magic speaker." Xiahou Yan covered the mouth of the speaker and muttered to Knight Commander Cousins ​​beside him, then leaned over again and shouted in the direction of the Aurelian Gate:

"Glorious Federation troops of Aurelian's Gate, listen carefully. It is now the patriarch of the Igor family, the lord of Phoenix Terrace, Bronze Sparrow Terrace, Rain Flower Terrace, and Diaoyu Terrace, the Duke of Frost Maple Ridge Territory, the eternal guardian of the Soul-Splitting Land, the supreme guardian of the wasteland, the lord of the Lionheart River Basin, the most devout believer of the Supreme Holy Spirit, and the selfless sponsor of culture, art, and technology on the Haven Continent - Elliot Igor who is speaking to you!"

As the lord introduced himself and read out this long list of illustrious titles, the shaman's singing on the top of the Aurelian Gate gradually became fainter. When Xia Houyan finished saying "Elliot Igor is speaking to you", the world inside and outside the Aurelian Gate was already silent, with only the lingering sound of the magic trumpet echoing.

Countless humans and orcs were waiting attentively for the Duke of Frost Maple Ridge to speak.

So, Xiahou Yan continued slowly:

"Dear War God's people and fellow Orcs - you should have received a gift from Frost Maple Ridge: hundreds of thousands of artworks created by artists from the East Ice Storehouse 'Illusion Studio'! We hope to convey a message to the great Orc nation: war and confrontation are zero-sum games with no way out. Only love, friendship and peace are the foundation and guarantee for our joint development!"

Sean and Master Laurie both glanced at the boss, unable to figure out what the hundreds of thousands of pornographic pictures filled with heavy and NTR plots had to do with "love, kindness and peace".

Knight Commander Cousins ​​clearly saw through the Dark Moon Glazed Telescope that the Federation orcs on the city wall were obviously furious at the lord's shameless remarks: many orc soldiers were waving their weapons in anger, and although the shamans did not continue to sing war songs, they beat the war drums vigorously to express their indignation.

  Xiahou Yan ignored the gradually noisy Aurelian Gate and shouted into the magic speaker:

"The people of Frost Maple Ridge love peace! As long as you are willing to open the city gates and surrender, we promise you that no glorious orc will be harmed! We also promise that after the war, you will be able to return to your homeland in the East with honor as living people, as witnesses of the war and advocates of peace, instead of dying in shame as invaders on foreign lands! I will give you half an hour - after half an hour, if you don't open the city gates, then the real artillery shells will fly over your heads instead of the 'cultural bomb'!"

  The Aurelian Gate fell silent again. Xiahou Yan rolled his eyes and added:

"——By the way, all the orc brothers who surrender voluntarily will have the precious opportunity to spend a night with the idol girl from the 'Dark-Souls' project after the war!"

Master Lowry stared at the lord in astonishment: The master thought he was dark enough, but he never imagined that there would be such a dirty thing as "using the body of a virtual idol to persuade surrender" in this world!

Knight Commander Cousins, who was holding a telescope at the side, could no longer hold back: he clearly saw that some orc soldiers on the city wall had become excited because of the outrageous surrender conditions, and the orcs' unique preference for elven idols was clearly revealed at this moment.

Of course, this evil trend was quickly stopped by the stern eyes of the orc officers on the city wall.

"Hey, hey, hey! Lord!" Only Sean Mountbatten poked Xiahou Yan nervously and whispered in a voice that Master Moliere in the distance could not hear, "What if some orcs really surrender because of this? Don't forget that those 'virtual idols' in Dongbingku are a bunch of bandits, not pretty girls!"

"What's wrong with bandits? What's wrong with robbers? Times have changed. Men and women are the same. Three flat pieces are not as good as one round piece!" Xiahou Yan sneered, and said something shocking. "Anyway, I promised them that I can sleep with virtual idols. As for whether those virtual idols are fat or thin, beautiful or ugly, male or female under their suits, it's none of my business."

Sean Mountbatten was sweating for the assholes of the East Ice Depot bandits.

Xia Houyan pushed open the magic horn and snapped his fingers.

Alice then brought a satin folding chair, placed it on the ground, and helped the lord to lie down comfortably on it - it was obvious that the Duke of Frost Maple Ridge planned to lie like this for half an hour, waiting for the final response from the federal orcs on the city wall.

"Master Lowry, take advantage of this half hour to play chess with me!" the lord called out cheerfully.

Master Lowry immediately put on a bitter face.

……

  On the tower of the Aurelian Gate, General Siegfried and Brigadier General Palermo Cold Bone exchanged nervous glances. The declaration of the Lord of Frost Maple Ridge was not unexpected by the Federation: making harsh remarks and persuading the other side to surrender before the official battle was an indispensable part of the war tradition of Haven Continent. Every evening in the previous month, Frost Maple Ridge would send people to use magic loudspeakers to persuade the other side to surrender, and the Federation garrison had long been accustomed to it;

However, it was the first time that the Duke of Frost Maple Ridge, Elliot Igor, had spoken in person. General Siegfried had to admit that the words of the overly young Duke of Frost Maple Ridge carried an innate sense of aggression and coercion. Although he knew that the federation was united and would not surrender after hearing a few words, he could not help but secretly weigh the heavy consequences of rejecting the conditions offered by the Lord of Frost Maple Ridge.

Palermo Han Gu continued to remain silent. He stared at the Frost Maple Ridge position outside the city, and his gaze stayed on the Duke of Frost Maple Ridge sitting on the recliner for a particularly long time.

This silent depth made General Siegfried feel a little uncomfortable.

"All right, Lord Elliot Igor, the 'greatest', has given us half an hour!" Siegfried shouted exaggeratedly to break the silence. "Everyone, hurry up and get ready! Let these Frost Maple Ridge bastards see that we, the Federation orcs, are not something that those Igor family bastards can humiliate at will!"

The orc officers and soldiers raised their arms and shouted, responding to the general's call. But General Siegfried seemed to sense that behind the loud shouts, there was a hint of fear and helplessness.

"Palermo, what do you say? What did you find?" General Siegfried swallowed and turned to the Brigadier General of the Roaring Sun Division who had just put down the Dark Moon Glazed Telescope.

  Palermo Chillbones tapped the battlements with his pale knuckles and said thoughtfully:

"Nothing special... but I think Elliot Igor and his Frost Maple Ridge people seem to be outside the battle sequence of the Empire. You see, judging from the momentum coming from the three western gates, the battle is definitely fierce, but Frost Maple Ridge can still leisurely give us half an hour instead of immediately cooperating with the Empire's friendly forces to launch an attack... His Excellency Duke Elliot Igor does not seem to care much about the losses and casualties of the Imperial Coalition."

General Siegfried hummed and spread his hands.

Rumors about the disunity between Frost Maple Ridge and the Imperial regime were widely circulated on the continent. Everyone also knew that Elliot Igor and his men were still very independent compared to the Imperial regular army, so what Palermo said was not really a new discovery.

What's more, General Siegfried believed that with the enemy at the doorstep, this little political speculation was meaningless.

Therefore, he did not continue to think about Palermo Han Gu's discovery, but nervously glanced at the deployment of the federal army, wanting to seize the last time to prepare for the fierce attack on Frost Maple Ridge.

  At this moment, an old voice sounded from behind the two of them:

"You two, how is the situation?"

Palermo Han Gu was stunned when he heard the voice, but General Siegfried was overjoyed. He ran to the man in two steps and was about to kneel down to kiss his robe, but was supported by the latter with a smile.

"Sieg, we've known each other for so long, there's no need to do this, right?" Master Kane, the chief shaman of the Glorious Federation, smiled and patted General Siegfried on the shoulder, then nodded to Palermo Han Gu beside him.

Although General Siegfried is already an old soldier with white hair and beard, he is still as loyal and enthusiastic as a child when facing Master Kane, who is nearly a hundred years old. What others don’t know is that when General Siegfried was young, it was Master Kane, who had become the youngest Wolf Soul Shaman in the entire Federation, who led this passionate young man onto the military path.

It has been some time since Master Kane arrived in Thorn City with General Omar Canyang, but the elderly chief shaman has been recuperating in seclusion in his residence, and General Siegfried, who is busy with military affairs, has not found a chance to visit him.

When General Siegfried left the three western gates and headed for the Aurelian Gate to preside over military affairs, he heard General Canyang mention that Master Kane would also come to the Aurelian Gate to help, but he did not expect the old shaman to come so soon.

At this moment, Master Kane, who has profound cultivation and a close relationship with General Siegfried, came to the battlefield in person, which undoubtedly gave General Siegfried, who was a little nervous before, a reassurance.

The two old federal men exchanged a few words, and then a group of senior federal officers at the Aurelian Gate, led by Palermo Han Gu, bowed to Master Kane one by one.

Although this was a tense front line, no orc dared to neglect Master Cain: this kind-looking white-haired old man was not only the chief shaman of the Blood Council of the Glorious Federation and the entire orc army, but also the strongest shaman in the entire federation. Even the achievements of the Glorious Federation in the Sixth War were mostly due to the ice demon mammoth recruited by Master Cain using the "Song of Natural Bonds".

  Master Kane nodded to the orc officers one by one in a friendly and easy-going manner, then turned to General Siegfried and Palermo Chillbone and said with a chuckle:

"I'm old enough to come here, isn't it? How is the situation?"

"Well... Elliot Igor has just used magic to broadcast a surrender announcement, requiring us to lay down our arms and surrender in thirty minutes, otherwise Frost Maple Ridge will launch an attack." General Siegfried reported the key points.

"Thirty minutes... huh..." Master Kane looked around.

Compared with the three western gates that were already under constant bombardment, the situation at the Aurelian Gate was so peaceful and quiet that it was a little eerie.

However, Master Kane soon discovered something strange here.

The old shaman bent down tremblingly, picked up a piece of white paper from the ground that was covered with thick snow, held it in front of his eyes and examined it carefully.

Then, Master Kane's expression began to change rapidly.

What the master saw was a picture of piling performed by both sturdy orcs and charming elves.

"Um..." General Siegfried rubbed his hands awkwardly, "These leaflets were fired by Elliot Igor with that huge cannon..."

"How shameful!" Master Kane threw the flyer to the ground as if he was avoiding a poisonous insect. His old face turned red, and it was unclear whether he was embarrassed or angry.

"In short, now that you are here, Master, we feel relieved! With you here, that Elliot Igor will definitely not dare to continue to act so presumptuously..." General Siegfried stretched out his foot and pushed the pornographic leaflet aside, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally.

"Duke Elliot Igor is a young talent. An old man like me has long been buried. How dare I say such a big thing that he would not dare to continue to be so presumptuous?" Master Kane shook his head and denied General Siegfried's praise in a way that was not in line with the character of an orc. "I am only fighting to the death and doing my best for the glory of the God of War..."

General Siegfried opened his mouth and was about to say a few more words to inspire the troops, but suddenly he realized the problem:

The Master Cain in front of him was not wearing his usual iconic white robe that represented his identity as a Lionheart Shaman, but a simple robe that was gray, dirty, and unattractive.

——And on Master Kane's chest, the red lion badge he usually wore had long disappeared, replaced by a golden dragon badge. The dragon had long fangs and wings, and it spewed golden dragon flames from its huge mouth, shining brightly under the bright sunshine of Thorn City.