The Original Vampire

"Gone? What does it mean to be missing? Didn't you just report that you have locked his track?"

At the temporary command of the Pegasus Army, the Marquis of Vincent shouted at the herald before him.

"It was locked just now... but now... I can't find it again..."

"Trash! Keep looking for me! I want to see people in life, and corpses in death! Is it possible that such a big living person as Colin Angele can fly?"

"Yes!"

After the messenger left in a hurry, the Marquis of Vincent picked up the water glass and took a sip, but it was scalded, and he immediately hit the ground with anger and roared:

"Who prepared the tea? Do you want to scald me to death!"

A squire next to him knelt on the ground trembling, begging for mercy.

Huh!

The sword light flashed, and the poor guy's head was cut off by the Marquis Vincent.

Looking at the blood flowing across the ground, the anger of the Marquis Vincent finally vented some.

Putting away the sword, the Marquis returned to the military map again, silent.

The attendants and other officers in the command post naturally did not dare to show up, for fear that they would be angered by the Marquis.

Before the start of this battle, the Marquis of Vincent can be said to be well-informed.

But when more and more half-elves, instead of black cavalry, rushed down from the Bramble Mountain, the Marquis-sama's temper became irritable.

Everyone started to have a thought in their hearts—you won't be fooled by the people in the North, right?

I don't know how long it took, and the shouting and killing outside gradually subsided.

An Eastern knight strode into the command post and reported: "Master Marquis, the battle is over. This time our army won a complete victory. We killed more than 2,000 half-elves and captured more than 4,000. More than 3,000 charred bodies were also found on Bramble Mountain..."

"All half-elves?"

"Yes, they are all half-elves. As far as humans are concerned, there are only a hundred people, so the equipment should be all black cavalry. They were all killed by our army when they tried to break out of the encirclement."

"Where is Colin Angele?"

"have not Get it yet…"

The Marquis of Vincent did not speak, and the camp fell into an uncomfortable silence again.

It stands to reason that in the battle of Bramble Mountain, the Eastern Territory was indeed "a great victory", but now, none of them dared to show the joy that a victor should have.

After a long time, the Marquis of Vincent finally spoke again, his tone of ambiguity before the war had long disappeared:

"So, we were deceived? The black cavalry hidden in the Bramble Mountain is not the black cavalry at all, but the half-elf army?"

"Yes."

"The real black cavalry, where is it now?" Marquis Vincent muttered to himself dreamily.

An officer reminded in a low voice: "My lord, will the Black Cavalry hide in Silvermoon City?"

"Silvermoon City?"

The Marquis of Vincent suddenly changed his face and shouted anxiously:

"Quick! Go and notify Alston so that he will immediately retreat!"

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"My lord Alston, Your Majesty the Queen invites you and lord Vincent to enter the city to rest."

"Your Majesty doesn't go out of the city to greet the Lord Marquis personally? Isn't this a bit rude?"

The half-elf messenger suffocated slightly, and then explained with a smile: "Your Majesty, your majesty is in poor health today, so you can't go out. I hope you can be considerate."

Viscount Alston sneered: "Then let Viscount Angele come out to meet him."

"This... how do we have the right to ask Viscount Anglia to do something..."

"Huh! Go back and tell Viscount Anglia. I will wait for him until noon outside the city. If it is past noon and he has not led Vera out of the city to meet the Marquis Vincent, then don't blame me for entering Silvermoon City. Go, get him and Vera out!"

The half-elf messenger's eyes widened, obviously he didn't expect Viscount Alston to turn his face suddenly.

"Master Viscount... why are you?"

Viscount Alston waved his hand impatiently, and yelled: "Okay, I don't bother to tell you more. Now you go back to the city immediately and bring my words to Viscount Angele.

She also warned Her Majesty that it is best to see the current situation clearly and not to let this beautiful garden city turn into ruins. "

The half-elf messenger looked at Viscount Alston with a frosty face, suddenly sweating, and hurriedly left.

Looking at the other party's embarrassed back, Viscount Alston snorted disdainfully, and ordered: "Pass my military order and prepare to attack the city!"

"Yes!"

With an order, the soldiers of the Forty Thousand Pegasus Legion immediately took action and soon surrounded Silver Moon City.

Generally speaking, siege warfare is about "siege three and one", but Viscount Auston directly encircled Silvermoon City on all sides.

This is undoubtedly a kind of contempt.

In the eyes of the people of the East, even if the army of the half-elf kingdom is driven to a dead end, there is not much threat.

The only thing that could pose a threat to the Pegasus Legion was the remnant Black Cavalry Army.

Thinking of this, Viscount Alston looked back to the southwest of Silvermoon City, where thick smoke had already risen.

With a triumphant smile, Viscount Alston commanded his servants: "Prepare lunch for me. The fall of a garden city is the best catering program."

"Yes."

A little bit of time passed, and there was no more news from Silvermoon City.

It seems that Queen Aisha and Viscount Anglia have made up their minds to stay the course to the end.

When the sun was high in the middle of the sky, Viscount Auston came to sit down at the small dining table set up on the ground, ties the napkin to his chest gracefully, picked up the knife and fork, cut off a piece of beef, and gave a light command. road:

"Siege."

Woo-

Accompanied by the loud bugle sound, the soldiers of the Eastern Territory began to attack Silvermoon City.

They carried the siege wood and climbed the wooden ladder, rushing to the four gates vigorously.

But what puzzled them was that the expected arrow rain never came.

Many people in the East have begun to laugh at themselves secretly—those half-elves have been scared, right?

At this moment, the four gates of Silver Moon City suddenly opened at the same time.

The soldiers of the Eastern Territory slowed down with some doubts, wondering, could the half-elves finally figured it out and were about to surrender?

Viscount Alston also saw the open door of Silvermoon City from a distance, and the beef that had just been delivered to his mouth also stopped.

"It's too late to surrender now, and send orders to the whole army to continue the offensive."

"Yes."

Viscount Alston was determined to teach the half-elf a lesson.

Moreover, his lunch needs a dinner show.

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Even if the opponent did not want to cooperate, Viscount Alston would never agree.

But immediately, the earth began to tremble.

The rumbling horseshoes suddenly overwhelmed the horn of the Pegasus Legion and became the only main voice on the battlefield.

"Master Viscount, it is estimated that the half-elf surrender team has come out." Hu Cong said with a smile.

But Viscount Auston did not laugh.

His face instantly turned pale.

How could the surrender team have such power?

This is clearly an army of cavalry!

Sure enough, in the next second, he saw the dark cavalry team rushing out from the open gate like a sharp arrow.

With the momentum of the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, the eastern siege army that came under the Silver Moon City will be instantly crushed!