Original Vampire

The sun is rising as usual, and it is another rare good weather.

The blue sky has no variegated color, it is as pure as a girl’s innocent dream.

But looking at the scorched Silver Moon City city wall, Marquis Vincent's face was a little gloomy.

He doesn’t know what happened in Silver Moon City, but he can guess from the renewed mental state of the defenders at the head of the city--

This battle is not easy to fight. .

Just as he was browsing tightly frowns, the Silver Moon City suddenly burst into cheers like mountain cry out and sea howl.

It didn't take long for him to see a slender silhouette standing on the head of Silver Moon City.

She looked so fragile, as if a gust of wind could blow away.

But she appeared extra firm and persistent, as if nothing could break her spine.

That bright red silhouette, standing at the head of the city like this, instantly made the entire Silver Moon City boil.

Every time she waved her hand, it would cause deafening cheers in the city.

"Is that a half-elf queen?" Marquis Vincent's tone was extremely complex.

Fear, envy, anger, and even possessive desire that cannot be concealed......

"Yes, Lord Marquis." Viscount Alston is nodded, but his heart is full of doubts.

When did Queen Aisha have such a high prestige in Silver Moon City?

Marquis Vincent looks at the imposing manner of Silver Moon City’s rising head, and feels that he can’t wait any longer. Half-elf doesn’t seem to surrender, and is ready to follow the northern border to the dark Up.

So, he immediately gnashing teeth said: "Send my military order to siege the city!"

"Yes!"

Woo——

The harsh bugle interrupted Queen Aisha's show.

She frowned, pushed away the maid who was supporting her, and pointed her finger to the direction outside the city, loudly said: "My people, the enemy has raised the butcher knife, what should we do? ?"

"Blood battle to the end!"

"Blood battle to the end!"

……

At this time, the imposing in Silver Moon City The manner has risen to the extreme, and even many semi-elf soldiers can't wait to fight at close quarters with the people from the East, and fight to the death.

This should be placed on the semi-elf once, and it will never happen.

Before the change, the city had already surrendered.

Today's semi-elf army, although lack of training, may still be low in battle strength, but their fighting will has never been so firm.

Amid the deafening shouts, the tragic siege finally kicked off.

The soldiers gather like ants, and the arrows are like locusts.

Densely packed soldiers from the east, braved the arrow rain, filled the trenches, rushed to the bottom of the city wall, erected the ladder, and then climbed up.

They were greeted by arrows, stones, and hot oil that kept falling.

The sound of mournful scream and the cry of pain suddenly became the main voice of this battlefield.

The dazzling bright red that can't hide the constant flow is the main color of this battlefield.

The half-elf and the people from the East, under the joint efforts of both sides, completely turned the upper and lower sides of the city into a flesh-and-blood mill in Silver Moon City.

The city wall became mottled in such a fierce battle. The corpses of the city head accumulated, and the blood flowed down the battlements and mixed with the blood stained on the city wall.

Let the once beautiful and exquisite Silver Moon City become terrifying and infiltrating.

The soil under the city has also become soft and muddy, stained with a light dark red.

It wasn't until the sunset that the Eastern Army stopped its offensive that lasted for a day.

Countless soldiers retreated like a tide, leaving behind a grotesquely shaped body.

These corpses surrounded Silver Moon City, as if hell reappeared in the world.

Immediately, blazing flames ignited both inside and outside the city. The two sides were burning the corpses and cleaning the battlefield.

The air is filled with a foul-smelling smell, which makes me vomit.

Marquis Vincent saw the tenacity of the elf defenders on the first day and a half, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his back.

He couldn't understand at all, where was the half-elf who was weak and incompetent and surrendered immediately when encountering the imperial army?

Why, overnight, it seemed to have completely changed a race.

What made him even more chilling was that from the Eastern soldiers who rushed to the head of the city and then withdrew, he learned that all the defenders of the city were half-elf and there were no humans.

So, that Black Cavalry is probably not in the city!

This actually did not exceed Marquis Vincent's expectations.

If he were Colin, he would not use a precious cavalry to defend the city. Instead, he should be deployed outside the city and wait until the eastern army fails to conquer the city. Out, the final word.

I am also worried about this Black Cavalry, which does not know where to hide. Even when Marquis Vincent is swinging an army and attacking the city, he feels like a man on his back. Most of the troops guard the rear.

At this time, Marquis Vincent has fallen into a dilemma.

The idea of ​​withdrawing troops once again came to his mind, but in the end it was rejected by him.

He cannot withdraw to the East in such a dingy manner.

Otherwise, it will be difficult for him to wash away the shame of losing to the half-elf for the rest of his life.

With such a shame, how can he inherit the title of Duke of the East with peace of mind? How to make Eastern vassals willingly swear allegiance to him?

Pegasus Legion has already broken half of his hands. If he can't beat Silver Moon City, then he won't even be able to pass his father's level.

Be aware that the Duke of Saint Prolos has many children, especially Count Evan who is so smart that his father is somewhat dreaded.

He, Vincent, is not the only candidate for the dukedom.

So, Marquis Vincent can only grit his teeth and continue to attack the city.

At this time, he is like a gambler who has lost his eyes, knowing that if he continues, he will only ruin his family, but he will not be able to take it anymore.

At dawn on the 2nd day, amidst the rumble of snare drums, the siege war started again.

primordial, bloody, cruel...

Life in such a battle is just a cold number, and it will not attract the commander's pity and hesitation.

A large army can not tolerate too much kindness, which is a symbol of weakness.

Once the enemy finds it and uses it, it is the beginning of disaster.

At this time, the casualties of the half-elf were also extremely serious, but fortunately, the previous operations of Queen Aisha and Colin successfully inspired their bloodliness, and a large number of recruits were immediately enlisted in the army and quickly replenished to the city.

Queen Aisha will visit the tower in person every once in a while.

Whenever her silhouette appears, the half-elf soldiers on the front line will burst out with amazing battle strength.

However, compared to the semi-elf, the Eastern Army is still a bit more sophisticated.

On the 3rd day, the southern city wall of Silver Moon City almost fell.

Fortunately, Colin saw that the situation was not good, and he quickly asked Knight Lego and Knight Telde to lead the Anglia family army and the Saint Hild family army to help, and only then drove the eastern soldiers who came up.

Frustrated at this time, the people of the East Territory also felt a trace of despair.

On the fourth day, the siege stopped temporarily.