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Home > Fantasy > Law of the Devil > Chapter 250

Chapter 250

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(Today's update, 9000 words! Sorry for being a bit late ~)

Chapter 227 "Single Rider Breaking Through Camp!"

After galloping for an entire day and night, Du Wei ordered the troops not to rest. Such an order may seem unreasonable to the soldiers who had just experienced a small scale battle, but the Tulip Family's cavalry still strictly carried out the Duke's order.

"I know you guys are tired! I'm even more fucking tired! " Du Wei bluntly shouted: "You guys are Knight's who have undergone strict training, while I am just a weak magician. I won't hide it from you guys, I'm sitting on a horse right now and my thighs are in so much pain that I'm about to explode. However, my brave warriors … … there are 20,000 jackals and wolves in front of us, ready to devour our brothers and sisters and ravage our people! We must persevere! Persevere! "

Du Wei's powerful voice spread to the ears of the Tulip Family's cavalry. It has to be said that Du Wei's words were a big exaggeration. Not to mention that Du Wei's body is far from being "weak" after cultivating Starry Sky Dou Qi. Moreover, as a magician, he secretly used a wind magic to make his body much lighter.

The one who really suffered was Muse. He felt like his whole body was about to fall apart. However, he knew that if he showed the slightest sign of being unable to hold on, this heartless Duke would not hesitate to abandon him on the way. He had probably wanted to do this for a long time!

"Sir!" The cavalry scout at the front reined in his horse: "After we cross the hill in front, we will be able to see Anglia City!"

"Order the whole army to slow down!" Du Wei wiped the sweat from his forehead.

It's really tiring. Although he tried his best to reduce the bumps on the horse, the inside of his thighs rubbed against the saddle for an entire day.

Along the way, it has to be said that Du Wei's luck was really good! That so-called "Gold Wolf Head General" of the prairie led his men to attack Anglia City. With an army of 20,000 men, there must be scouts and roamers around. However, Du Wei's group did not encounter any prairie people.

He had to admit that his luck was pretty good.

Du Wei was racing against time! The most ideal result would be to reach Anglia City before the prairie invaders! If that didn't work, they would have to settle for the next best thing, which was to get there before the prairie people launched their attack!

This was a small hill. More accurately, it was just a small hill. Du Wei ordered his men to stop at the bottom of the hill while he led a few men up to the top of the hill. From afar, Anglia City was right in front of them!

The sky was filled with stars, and the dilapidated walls of Anglia City could be seen in the distance, built against the mountains and backed by the Kilimanjaro Mountains. Although the city wall had undergone some simple repairs after Du Wei established it as his production base, its function was mostly to prevent outsiders from spying on it and prevent the slaves inside from escaping.

To put it bluntly, from a military point of view … Longbottom had once made an unrestrained evaluation, "If I were to lead an army, I would be able to reach the city wall in one charge!"

Du Wei and his subordinates had just climbed up the hill. Looking into the distance, his first reaction was to suck in a breath of cold air!



Anglia City was backed by the Kilimanjaro Mountains, but under the city wall, there was a large expanse of open land! This was a large wasteland with an area of about a dozen square miles. On the grassland, in addition to the sand, there was also a shallow layer of yellow shrubs all year round.

It can be said that there was no better place for cavalry to fight! On the flat wasteland, when the cavalry charged, there was no obstruction!

At this moment, right under Du Wei's nose, the wasteland under Anglia City was already occupied by the prairie invaders!

These prairie invaders were completely different from the empire's army. They didn't have the habit of setting up camp, they didn't even build a camp or use fences for protection.

It was probably because this time they sneaked into the empire's territory and didn't bring any supply wagons.

However, as far as the eye could see, the tents on the wasteland were like mushrooms that had grown out of thin air.

People were shouting and horses were neighing. Around those tents, barbarians wearing prairie fur coats were busy. Feeding the horses. Countless huge torches burning with pine resin were erected among them, illuminating the area as if it was daytime.

There were tents and grassland wolves with machetes in their hands. They looked murderous.

To Du Wei's relief, the flag of the Tulip Family was still erected high above the walls of Anglia.

The city is still there, Robert didn't lose it!

Du Wei's eyes flashed with a trace of light. Looking back at his subordinates, he bitterly smiled: "It seems that we have to find a way to pass through the enemy's tents first."



The prairie invaders didn't plan to rest. They seemed to already know that Anglia City's military strength was insufficient. After all, it was a former capital city and its scale wasn't small. To completely defend such a large city, Knight Robert's forces were really stretched thin.

For such a long city wall, 4,000 people was just too little!

Robert stood on the city wall and looked down at the prairie invaders swinging their scimitars. His resolute face was full of worry.

These prairie invaders arrived in the evening. The other party seemed to have been planning for a long time to take over Anglia City in one fell swoop. They launched a very swift and fierce attack.

If it were any other general, they would have lost their city defense long ago after being suddenly attacked by this grassland army that descended from the sky. However, Knight Robert, who had always been calm in his actions, had always kept in mind Du-Wei's instructions when he handed over the city to him.

At that time, Du Wei took Robert's hand and whispered: "This factory in the city is all I have! Robert, there can't be any accidents here, and it can't be seen or known by outsiders! I'm entrusting my life to you!! "

The loyal and steady Robert felt the pressure on his shoulders. He made a set of very strict defense rules. The limited forces were divided into shifts on the city wall, and they couldn't relax at any time.

Fortunately, in this abandoned city, there was nothing else but a lot of stones. The soldiers tore down many houses and moved the stones to the top of the city wall. This was also Robert's order. He asked them to be ready for battle at all times.

There was once a soldier who dozed off on duty and was severely whipped twenty times by Robert and had to lie in bed for three days. Such harsh requirements made many soldiers dissatisfied. They thought that there was no need to be so strict in guarding such a remote and abandoned city.

The city was just a group of slaves. There were no treasures. It was just a workshop. Who would come here looking for trouble?

And such a move had finally paid off.

The prairie invaders' first round of attack was quickly discovered by the soldiers guarding the city. Robert was the first to go to the top of the city wall.

In the first battle in the afternoon, the prairie invaders' plan to attack Anglia City in one fell swoop failed. After leaving behind three hundred corpses, they temporarily retreated.

Robert, on the other hand, lost two hundred men, plus three hundred injured soldiers who lost their ability to fight.

In the case of insufficient forces, Robert made a prompt decision. He issued a batch of weapons and mobilized a thousand young slaves in the city to defend the city.

He didn't do much to mobilize the slaves. Instead, he pointed to the prairie invaders who were waving their machetes and coldly said: "You see, these guys are wolves of the prairie! If they come in, then all of you will be killed! These people won't be merciful! I'm not asking you to help me defend the city, I'm asking you to fight for your own survival. "

Fortunately, Du Wei had always been kind to the slaves. They didn't have to worry about food and drink. He also promised them freedom in the future. Most of the slaves consciously participated in the battle.

In the afternoon, the prairie invaders launched a total of three attacks. Each time, they were repelled by the cooperation of the defenders and the slaves.

However, the problem was in front of Robert. He lost eight hundred men of his regular army, almost a quarter of their fighting strength. And because the slaves lacked equipment, nearly a thousand of them were killed or injured. Especially the bows and arrows of the prairie invaders, which were especially deadly to the slaves without armor and shields.

Taking advantage of the enemy's temporary retreat, Robert ordered a large number of abandoned houses to be dismantled and used as shields on the city wall.

The prairie invaders didn't seem to want to give Robert a chance to catch his breath. Although they had set up tents outside the city, they didn't rest. Instead, they sent out two thousand men to harass the city wall at all times. Wave after wave of arrows rained down, causing the people on the city wall to not dare relax.

Robert looked at the night sky. Looking at the savage-looking enemies below the city wall, this Knight's heart was filled with worry.

"Is the city gate blocked?" Robert looked at one of his subordinates beside him.

"Yes, Sir." This was an officer with the military rank of commander. "We used rocks to block the gate!"

Robert sighed. There wasn't the slightest hint of relief on his face.

Blocking the city gate was something they had no choice but to do.

The way the prairie invaders attacked the city in the afternoon caused Knight Robert, who came from the interior of the Empire, to frown.

Because the Northwest was an arid region, there was usually no moat around the city. Thus, the prairie invaders could fearlessly charge up to the city wall and directly threaten the city gate.

These prairie people could send up to a hundred or so cavalrymen, braving the falling stones and arrows, to rush to the effective distance in one breath. Then, they would use a special tool that they carried with them: a kind of iron arrow. The arrowhead had a sharp hook, and the arrow body was tied with a thick and sturdy rope. Tens of specially selected mounted soldiers with strong arm strength would simultaneously shoot arrows at the city gate from afar. The arrows would be nailed onto the city gate and the hooks would be deeply hooked onto the gate. Then, the hundreds of mounted soldiers would tie the other end of the rope to their horses and quickly run back!

In the first battle in the afternoon, the enemy had done the same. With the strength of tens of horses, the city gate was pulled down in an instant!

At that time, Robert had personally led a group of fully armoured heavy infantrymen to block the city gate. Only then was they able to stop the swarm of prairie cavalrymen who wanted to charge into the city. However, his only group of heavy infantrymen were all lost in that battle.

In the end, it formed a scene that made people want to cry but have no tears. The city gate was blocked by the corpses of his own soldiers and the dead horses of the prairie cavalrymen. Only then was the crisis resolved.

After that, Robert did not care about the two wounds on his body from the scimitar and immediately ordered his men to block the city gate with stones!

This way, it seemed safe, but it also cut off all hope!

If his own reinforcements came … then even if he wanted to receive reinforcements into the city, he would …

Make a prompt decision. But if he did not block the city gate, he was afraid that he would lose the city before sunset today!



Under the starlight, a strange bugle horn suddenly sounded from the prairie invaders' tents. The sound seemed to have a faint trace of bitterness. All the prairie invaders who were galloping below the city and shooting arrows at the city wall heard the bugle horn and retreated at the same time.

"What are they doing?" Robert frowned.

The commander beside him was from the Northwest. He thought for a moment, looked at the night sky and said, "Sir, it may be midnight. The prairie invaders' custom is to send the souls of the dead to heaven at midnight. They believe that midnight is the best time for the dead to ascend to heaven. At this time. They will burn the corpses of those who died during the day. Only at this time will they stop everything … about an hour. "

"An hour." Robert sighed in relief, "That means we can rest for an hour."

"I don't think so. Sir! "The commander's face was ugly," I think we are in trouble … Sir! "

"Why?"

The commander said in a low voice, "I have been to the prairie. My father also participated in the war with the Northwest invaders more than 20 years ago. If the prairie invaders still choose to stop fighting at night during the war to send the souls of the dead to heaven … then there is only one explanation! "

"Oh?"

The commander's face was ugly, "They have Shaman Sorcerers in their army! Only Shaman Sorcerers have the qualifications to send the souls of the warriors who died in battle. This is their custom … Sir, Shaman Sorcerers are equivalent to our empire's magicians! They are a group of people with frightening abilities. "

Robert was silent for a moment. He looked at the prairie invaders' tents in the distance and could not help but smile bitterly, "Magicians … Shaman Sorcerers … damn it! Since Shaman Sorcerers have abilities comparable to magicians, why didn't they let Shaman Sorcerers attack us in the afternoon? "

The commander shook his head, "Sir, I don't know much. However, I vaguely heard that the prairie invaders' rules are different from ours. Their Shaman Sorcerers generally do not act rashly. Especially during war, the Shaman Sorcerers will only act after their side bleeds first. It is said that the Shaman Sorcerers abide by a strange rule. If the Shaman Sorcerers act first to kill someone, it is a sin for them. If they die first and the Shaman Sorcerers act to avenge them, it is not considered a violation of the rule. "

"Strange rule." Robert tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.

"Sir." The commander suddenly smiled. His appearance was not outstanding, but his eyes were filled with determination, "I believe that at dawn, their Shaman Sorcerers will act … whether or not we can live to see tomorrow's sunset is still unknown … regardless, to be able to fight side by side with you is my honor! To be able to die under the Tulip Family's banner is also my honor! "

Robert was silent for a moment. Looking at his subordinate who usually did not like to talk, he took a deep breath, raised his sword and said in a deep voice, "Everything for the family!"

"For the family!" The commander also pulled out his sword and lightly tapped it against Robert's sword before performing a Knight's salute.



This hour seemed to be very long, but it also seemed very short.

However, Robert knew that this time, he was probably doomed! The prairie invaders' sneak attack came without any warning. He could not even send a letter to the young master. On the plains, the prairie invaders' cavalry were everywhere. Wanting to send a scout to rush out to send a letter or ask for help … was wishful thinking.

In the prairie invaders' tent, a bugle horn sounded. The melodious sound of the bugle horn seemed to be comforting the souls of the dead, faintly carrying a trace of gentleness. However, in Robert's ears, the sound was like a death sentence!

Because once the bugle horn ends, the prairie invaders will certainly launch their next attack! And this time … the Shaman Sorcerers will participate in the battle!

Finally, when the bugle call ended, Robert suddenly puffed out his chest. The wound on his left shoulder was still throbbing with pain. Perhaps the bandage wasn't tight enough and was a little loose. Robert could feel that the bandage had been soaked with blood. It was sticky and wet, and it was very uncomfortable.

However … since he was about to die, there was no need to care so much.

Knight Robert sneered and lightly rested his sword on the wall. His eyes were filled with the will to die.

Muffled sounds of drums could be heard coming from the depths of the prairie invaders' tent. Then, the sound of horse hooves could be heard. A group of prairie cavalrymen charged out from their barracks and got into formation. Suddenly, dozens of half-naked men ran out from behind them. They carried several large and sharp wooden stakes. Then, they swung their hammers and inserted the sharp wooden stakes into the ground.

The wooden stakes, which were taller than a person, were placed outside the range of the archers' arrows. The top end was sharp. Robert did not understand what these people were up to.

What happened next caused Robert to fly into a rage!

The prairie invaders began moving out corpses one after another! Looking at the corpses, Robert was able to quickly identify them. They were his men who had fallen down from the city walls after being injured or killed in the battle this afternoon!

There were his soldiers and his slaves!

At present, the armour and clothes of the dead warriors had been stripped off! The armour that belonged to his infantry was now being worn by the prairie invaders! These prairie invaders who lacked minerals seemed to have a natural desire for armour. They did not care if the armour was fitted or not. They simply wore the armour of the Empire's infantry and sat on their horses.

The corpses were placed in a row and the dead warriors were lying on the ground. One of the prairie invaders slowly stepped out from the formation. Wielding a scimitar in his hand, he pointed at the city walls and shouted.

From afar, Robert couldn't hear the Prairie Man's words clearly. But after the Prairie Man finished speaking, the Prairie Men beside him immediately roared and yelled. They raised their scimitars as if they had gone mad. They howled like wild beasts!

"What are they up to?" Robert's face was grim.

"Sir! They are announcing … … a massacre! "The commanding officer beside him gritted his teeth and spoke out word by word.

"A massacre?!"

"Yes!" The commanding officer suddenly slammed his fist down onto the city walls. Tears suddenly flowed out from his eyes. "They … … they are going to put up human heads!"

Without waiting for Robert to ask any more questions, the prairie invader suddenly roared out. The tens of half-naked men behind him appeared to have received their orders. They pulled out their scimitars and under the watchful eyes of Robert and the soldiers on the city walls, they chopped off the heads of the dead warriors of the Tulip Family!

Next, the heads were all impaled onto the sharp wooden stakes! Rows upon rows of wooden stakes were impaled with heads dripping with blood!

This action immediately infuriated all the soldiers on the city walls. The soldiers roared out loudly and pulled out their weapons. In an instant, the crowd was enraged. Some even wanted to jump down from the city walls and fight to the death. If not for the city gates being blocked, perhaps some of them would have already charged out!

Even the usually calm Robert was enraged. His eyes were bloodshot and his face was contorted. He roared in anger and jumped onto the city wall. In his fury, he was about to jump down the wall and fight the enemy. Suddenly, the officer beside him grabbed him and pulled him down.

"Sir! Sir! "The commanding officer's eyes were red." Sir! This is a common trick of the prairie invaders! When they are attacking a city, they will use this method to enrage the defending army and lure them out for a decisive battle! We cannot fall for their trick! "

Robert roared out in anger. He turned around and pointed at the prairie invaders. "Bastards! A bunch of bastards! If there is a chance! I will definitely turn all of you prairie invaders into human heads! "



Du Wei stood on top of a hill and looked ahead.

The subordinates behind him could feel the Duke's body faintly trembling.

Du Wei used the [Eagle Eye] spell. Although he was still a few miles away, he could still clearly see what was happening below the city walls. Especially when the prairie invaders chopped off the heads of the corpses and stabbed them into the wooden stakes. Du Wei's fists were tightly clenched and his nails nearly pierced through his palms. The subordinates behind him could not see this, but they could clearly feel the terrifying cold air that suddenly erupted from the Duke's body!

"Sir … … you … …"

Sieg tried to open his mouth.

Du Wei turned around and looked at Sieg's face. Looking at this loyal magic student, he suddenly clenched his teeth. "Unfortunately, you won't be able to see that scene … … I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing!"

After saying that, he calmed himself down. "Go down and gather everyone. We are going to charge over!"

"No!" Sieg immediately objected.

"What did you say?!"

Sieg looked at Du Wei's angry eyes and suddenly felt a chill on his neck. He quickly said. "Sir! I have been in the army before. In this situation, with the army surrounding the city, the defenders are outnumbered. According to convention, the city gates are most likely blocked! We have too few people. With only 800 riders, it is still uncertain whether we can charge through the enemy's formation of 20,000 men … … even if we do, with the city gates blocked, we cannot enter the city! If we are forced to our deaths by the enemy … … "

Du Wei was silent. He thought for two seconds and immediately made a decision.

"Then how about this! I will charge into the city first! I am a magus, I can fly in from the sky … … "At this point, Sieg appeared to want to object, but he was forced to keep quiet by Du Wei's murderous glare. Du Wei continued." Sieg, all of you retreat for now. This place is too close to the enemy's camp! All of you retreat one kilometer! When dawn comes, Guptad should be here with our men! Wait for all the teams to arrive! Then … … I will give you the signal! As long as you see flames rising to the sky above the city gates … … you will gather all your men and charge in! Understood? "

Sieg looked at Du Wei and was about to fight to the death. "Sir! But you alone … … "

"I am asking you, do you understand?!" Du Wei suddenly shouted. He stared at Sieg and gritted his teeth. "I am the Duke and I have made the decision! Execute! "

"Sir! You are the commander! You are the Duke! "Sieg still wanted to stop him.

"Sieg, remember my words." Du Wei took a deep breath and then said word by word. "In this world, there are some things that you can choose not to do … … but there are some that you must do!"



While the grassland wolves were laughing and shouting beside the human skulls, they did not notice that up in the sky, a thick black cloud had silently floated over.

All of a sudden, a thunderous roar came from behind him!

Boom!

With a loud sound, a bolt of lightning shot out from the black cloud in the sky and struck down, directly hitting the central area of the grassland soldiers' camp!

Following that, a sea of flames appeared. Within the camp of the grassland soldiers, many of them were alarmed and cried out in alarm. The fire that was set ablaze immediately turned three to five tents into balls of fire. The people inside did not even have the time to rush out before they were buried in the sea of fire!

Du Wei, one man and one horse, charged towards the camp of the grassland soldiers' 20,000 strong army!

The lightning summoning spell just now was the highest level level 5 spell Du Wei could use at the moment. The summoning of such a spell had almost depleted half of Du Wei's magic power! However, with the help of the multicolored stone ring on his finger, Du Wei was able to replenish his magic power in an instant!

In the midst of the flames, the grassland soldiers had already discovered that there was a horse charging towards their camp. The sturdy grassland wolves immediately split into several groups and charged forward. A rain of arrows rained down from the sky!

Du Wei, who was on the horse, suddenly slapped the saddle forcefully and he immediately flew up from the saddle! The magician's robe on his body fluttered in the air. Du Wei spread open his arms and loudly chanted an incantation.

His entire body was enveloped in a mass of silver magical radiance. His spread open arms seemed to be embracing the entire sky! As the dark clouds in the sky got lower and lower, bolts of lightning flashed in the dark clouds. Duwei looked down at the densely-packed prairie people on the ground like ants. His roar came from the sky.

"Die!"

With a point of his finger, it was as though the Gods were guiding him. Within the dark clouds, another bolt of lightning struck down fiercely at the densest area of the grassland soldiers!

Instantly, flames soared to the sky!

At this moment, Du Wei was like the incarnation of the God of Thunder. His ten fingers were as nimble as a musician's. His fingers fluttered as though he was commanding the lightning in the sky to form a magnificent movement. Bolts of lightning, under his command, smashed into the ground like a chain of thunderbolts!

Amidst the rumbling sounds, there were countless screams and terrified shouts. The fleeing crowd and horses often turned into charred corpses after the lightning strikes!

After more than ten consecutive lightning strikes, a deep ravine of two meters wide and several tens of meters long was plowed into the ground!

Du Wei relied on the massive amount of magic power stored in the multicolored stone to unleash the Level 5 Lightning Summoning Spell in such a frenzied and concentrated manner. Its might was indeed boundless! However, it also consumed a lot of magic power! Such a chain of Lightning Summoning Spells had nearly drained all the magic power in Du Wei's body! If he didn't have the multicolored stone ring, if it was an ordinary magician at the same level as Du-Wei, then after two or three more lightning bolts, he would've been sucked dry due to the excessive magic consumption!!

After this round of magic attacks, the grassland soldiers on the ground had already suffered thousands of casualties. Du Wei felt a burst of exhaustion in his body. With a thought, he extracted the last trace of magic power from the ring and flew towards the walls of Anglia City!

The grassland soldiers on the ground were shocked and angry. They were shouting and shouting, and some even tried to shoot at Du Wei in the sky. However, Du Wei's body was like a gust of wind, and any arrow that was shot into the sky was immediately swept away by the wind. How could they hit Du Wei?

Just when it seemed that no one could stop Du Wei, a strange sound suddenly came from the grassland soldiers' tents on the ground. The sound sounded like a Magician of the Roland Empire chanting a spell, but the tone was exceptionally slow and strange.

When this sound fell into the ears of the people, they couldn't help but feel a burst of anxiety. Du Wei was suddenly startled!

In front of him, a huge blood-red flag suddenly appeared in the sky. That blood-red flag was huge, at least a few dozen meters wide. What was printed on it was a blood-red skull!

Bloody skull flag?

Du Wei quickly stopped his body, and only then did he not crash into the flag.

Below, there was an intermittent voice. It seemed to be a little weak, but this voice covered the noise on the ground. Like a sharp needle, it gently pricked Du Wei's ears!

"May I ask which Magician of the Roland Empire has arrived!"

Before his voice fell, a man in a white robe soared into the sky. In a flash, he had already reached the same height as Du-Wei. He stood faintly on top of the blood-red skull flag. His long gray hair fluttered in the wind, almost covering his entire face. But the exposed skin was so pale that it didn't look like a human's!

This person stood lightly on top of the blood-red skull flag, right between the skull's eyebrows. Different from the Empire's Magicians, this guy's body didn't have the slightest bit of magic radiance. He looked almost lifeless, and was exceptionally strange!

"I am the white-robed Shaman Wuya, a subordinate of the grassland's Shaman King. Respected Magician Du Lan, please report your name!"

Register?

"Fuck you!" This was Du Wei's only answer!!

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