"My Lord, I heard that the imperial capital is sending out the Giant Dragon Army and a mixed group of other armies. I'm afraid my hellhounds won't be able to stop them. "
Jerio looked at the man on the high seat with a troubled expression. The duke who had sneaked into Oliska to assassinate Tangerio and then publicly issued a declaration of betrayal. Oh, no, the empire had already taken back his title. However, in the twenty years of Tangerio's reign, he had already held the supreme power of the empire for a long time. After so many years of planning, even if his title was taken back, it would not affect him much.
Therefore, Mason could still laugh at this time, and his voice was even gentler than usual, "My dear Count, your city is Millahan. Although it is inconspicuous, it is a strong city. Also, I will allocate you enough supplies and manpower to arm it to the teeth. At least you can delay Woodrick for three days, right? "
"That's the problem, my Lord." Jerio smiled bitterly, "If Woodrick participates in the siege, I'm afraid I won't be able to defend it alone."
"So that's what you're worried about. That's easy, Count Jerio." Mason clapped his hands.
A cold woman's voice appeared behind Jerio, "Renee is at your command, my Lord."
The count's hair and beard stood on end. He reached out to touch the giant sword and was about to turn around and slash. When he touched nothing, he remembered that the greatsword Wolf Fang had already been removed when he entered the castle. His hand hung awkwardly in midair. A moment later, he withdrew it. A woman walked forward. She was petite and wore a leather coat that clung to her body. The leather coat on her body was so tight and thin that it was like a woman's second layer of skin. Jerio easily saw the two bulges on the chest of the leather coat. In his eyes, the woman was no different from not wearing clothes.
At this moment, she turned around and Jerio realized that she was wearing a mask on her face. The mask only had half of it, and the edge was sewn together with the skin. The dark red lines that looked like earthworms sent a chill down Jerio's back. The woman glared at him before withdrawing her gaze.
Mason said cheerfully, "How is it, Jerio? This is an assassin that I have carefully nurtured. Although Renee is only level 25, her concealment skills are top-notch. But her concealment skills were top-notch, and when she exploded with all her strength, even Great Generals would have a headache. If he didn't handle it well, he would either die or be injured. Therefore, you can imagine this scene. When the Giant Dragon Army launches an all-out attack, Woodrick or other experts also participate in the siege. Reynis sneaked up on them and then dealt a fatal blow … Isn't that great? "
"So, the two of you better cooperate."
Gerio squinted his eyes. He pulled his thoughts away from the memories and returned to the present. He subconsciously looked to the side of the throne. Ever since the female assassin, Reynis, followed him to Mirahan, he had not seen her again. But the Earl always felt that she was by his side. It was probably because the impact of Reynis's first appearance was so great that he was a little paranoid now. The most obvious thing was that when the Count was enjoying the warmth of a woman, he was unable to get it up for the first time in his life because of the thought of Reynis!
This was a great humiliation.
However, that assassin was indeed terrifying. Jerio knew that he was not weak either. However, he didn't notice it until the woman spoke. Now that he thought about it, if that woman didn't speak and instead stabbed him, would he only notice it when the blade entered his body? Jerio felt that his armor was already drenched in cold sweat. Not only did this armor not give him any sense of security, it even seemed like a burden.
As Mason's loyal supporter, Jerio never knew that Mason had such an assassin under his command. Now that Mason had transferred Reynis to his side, it was to assist him and also to monitor him. If Jerio changed sides at the last moment, he believed that the first person to act would not be Woodrick, but that female assassin.
His thoughts were all over the place. At the start of the great battle, his current state could not be considered perfect. In his daze, Jerio heard a low cry. He came back to his senses and saw that the surrounding soldiers were craning their necks to look at the city below. He asked, "What happened?"
"It's a little strange, Lord." The commander of the hellhounds reported, "The enemy blew the horn to attack, but …"
"But what?"
"But only one person appeared."
"One person?" Jerio pressed on the armrest and stood up. He strode to the wall and looked down. As expected, there was only one person walking out from the Giant Dragon Army's camp in the wilderness outside the city walls. The other party didn't even ride a horse. Jerio squinted and tried his best to see that it was a young man. The morning sunlight made his silver hair flutter in the wind. The young man was wearing a silver-grey battle robe and carrying a blade on his back as he walked towards Milahan.
One person, one blade.
But he became the focus of the battlefield!
"Is Woodrick crazy?" Jerio sneered. "Does he think that a count can take down my Milahan? What a joke! "
The commander of the hellhounds laughed as well. After the initial shock, the Imperial Army's unwise move made the soldiers on the city walls laugh loudly. In the Empire, a count's combat prowess could indeed be ranked among the experts, and it was above average. But to say that a random count could take down Milahan was only possible if the city was made of paper.
Of course, Milahan wasn't made of paper. Putting aside the fact that there were more than a thousand hellhounds defending it. Just the towering walls, the many defensive weapons, and other fortifications were enough to make an Earl suffer a grievance on the spot. If he insisted on attacking, the Earl would not be able to resist.
Therefore, the figure walking over from the opposite side looked like he was going to die no matter how one looked at it.
Woodrick squinted his eyes and looked at the figure walking further and further away. "No matter how you look at it, this is the craziest decision I've ever made."
Julian smiled and said, "Since it's a request from Count Allen himself, I think we can take a gamble. This Earl is the one who killed Vanishing Shadow for me. "
"But Vanishing Shadow can't take down Milahan. Perhaps the two of them can't be considered the same, Your Highness."
"What's the matter? Let him try." Belekai said lazily while smoking, "Count Allen doesn't look like a reckless man who only knows how to charge and kill. If things go south, he will think of a way to escape. Compared to that, don't you want to see how our count breaks the city alone? "
"If he can do this, he will be able to squeeze into the Ten Saints. But as far as I know, this count doesn't seem to be hiding his strength. At least, he didn't hide that much. " Woodrick rubbed his eyebrows and said, "But if he can do it, it will save us a lot of effort."
"Let's wait and see. Look, he stopped."
Allen stopped five hundred meters away from the city walls of Milahan. He looked up. The towering city walls gave off a simple but solid feeling in the early morning sun. This stronghold city had never fallen since it was built. Would today be an exception? Allen didn't know. He only knew that he had to do his best, regardless of the consequences.
He threw everything aside.
The Origin Energy rumbled in his body, and the Heavenly Fire Origin Energy illuminated every blood vessel in Allen. If one observed carefully, they would discover that the inner wall of Allen's blood vessels would light up with strands of lines. This was a phenomenon that had only appeared after the battle with the sea of beasts in the depths of his consciousness. However, this phenomenon was too subtle, and Allen had never activated his Origin Energy with all his might, so he did not know about it.
Specks of fire seeped out from the veins of every blood vessel. They merged into the Heavenly Fire Origin Energy, like oil dripping into a flame, causing the Heavenly Fire Origin Energy to become even more explosive!
The sky began to dim.
A soldier on the city wall finally noticed this. He looked up at the sky suspiciously, only to see that there were no clouds in the sky, and the sun could still be seen. Suddenly, the soldier rubbed his eyes, wondering why he could see the sun that he could not look directly at in the past. It was because the surrounding light had dimmed. The reason why the light dimmed was because of the flames that rose from beneath Allen's feet and gradually spread out in all directions.
A spark fell from the sky and landed on Jerio's shoulder armor, burning a small red light and disappearing. Jerio looked at his shoulder, and then more sparks fell from the corner of his eyes.
Fire danced in the sky.
Allen placed his hand on the hilt of Gojoseon's saber. Scarlet flame patterns appeared, forming the engraving "Wanxiang Ashes". His silver hair was dyed red by the flames. When Allen raised his head, his eyes were burning with flames!
With a clang, Gojoseon was unsheathed. Flames sprayed out from the scabbard, and Gojoseon drew a semicircle with the tip of the saber pointing at the ground. Dark red explosive flames sprayed out from the edge of the saber, then retracted, wrapping around Gojoseon's saber, swaying like a blazing flag.
At some point, all the laughter on the city wall disappeared. They looked at the man, the saber, and the fire below the city wall! No one could laugh anymore, including Jerio. An invisible sense of oppression caused them to feel heavy, not to mention mocking him. Jerio was the first to react and shouted angrily, "What are you waiting for! Catapults, heavy crossbows, cannons, attack! "
The order was passed quickly, and the officers of all levels seemed to have woken up from a dream. They shouted and ordered all kinds of weapons to be activated. Boulders weighing several tons were thrown out by the catapult. The stones drew a parabola in midair, emitting a heart-palpitating whistling sound as they smashed in Allen's direction. The heavy crossbows adjusted their direction and fired, shooting black iron bolts that were as thick as an arm. The cannons rumbled, and the flames spewing out of the muzzles were about a meter long. The powerful propelling force pushed the shells out, and they were sandwiched between the giant rocks and crossbows, falling towards Allen like a black rainstorm.
Allen looked around. Some of the heavy crossbows brushed against the giant rocks in the air and bounced off, while the shells collided with the crossbows and exploded in the air. However, more giant rocks, crossbow bolts, and shells were falling towards his head. With a smile on his face, the explosive flames on Gojoseon's saber were suddenly retracted into the body of the saber, and the long saber was even redder than blood. Allen raised his hand and waved.
The edge of the saber slashed through the air, leaving a scarlet saber light wherever it went. There were black lines in the saber light, and a violent aura like that of a volcano was surging within it. Halfway through, Gojoseon paused for a moment, and then finished the slash. The edge of the saber shook violently, leaving behind a strong sound.
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