Snowflakes fluttered down, but they still couldn't cover up the bloody scene.
The south gate of Silvermoon City had turned into a slaughterhouse.
The Eastern Army had completely collapsed. The horsemen swept through like a tide, drowning the Eastern Army in an instant. Under the wave of steel swords, the Eastern Army became helpless lambs, waiting to be slaughtered.
"Put down your weapons and kneel!"
"Put down your weapons and kneel!"
… …
The soldiers of the Eastern Region, who had nowhere else to go, dropped their weapons and knelt down to surrender when they heard the Black Guard's shouts.
Unfortunately, they didn't know that Colin had already promised Knight Roger that he wouldn't let anyone from the Sky Horse Legion go.
The blood of the Black Cavalry in the Shadow Canyon could only be repaid with the blood of the Sky Horse Legion.
Thump! Thump!
Thump! Colin climbed to the top of the city wall and arrived in front of Marquis Vincent, who was surrounded by the Northern Frontier soldiers.
"Colin Angele! Come, if you have the guts, then duel with me! "
Marquis Vincent waved the sword in his hand, his face filled with madness.
"Duel with me?" Colin smiled disdainfully, "You're just a defeated general. You think you're worthy?"
"What did you say?!" Marquis Vincent instantly exploded, "I'm not worthy? Haha, I'm not worthy? Who do you think you are? I'm the eldest son of the House of Saint Prospero. You're just the son of a baron from the countryside. How dare you say I'm not worthy? "
Colin's expression didn't change in the face of humiliation.
The barking of the loser was just a useless venting in the eyes of the winner.
"Yes. Honorable eldest son of the House of Saint Prospero, how could you lose to the son of a baron from the countryside? If I were you, I would've slit my throat and killed myself to avoid tarnishing the honor of the Paladin Family. "
"Ahhh, I'll kill you!!!"
Marquis Vincent roared and was about to charge at Colin.
Knight Roger immediately stepped forward and stopped him, shouting, "You don't have the right to challenge Viscount Angley to a duel. I'll fight you!"
"Who do you think you are?"
Marquis Vincent was in a frenzy. He kept swinging his sword, trying to cut Roger into pieces.
However, his mind was already in a mess, and his fighting style was completely out of order. Knight Roger easily suppressed him.
Colin lost interest after a while.
Both Knight Roger and Marquis Vincent were at the 4th step, but Marquis Vincent's mentality had already collapsed. Coupled with the fact that he was already injured when he led his army to attack the south gate, he was no match for Knight Roger at all.
Colin casually watched this duel without any suspense while listening to his subordinates report the preliminary statistics of this battle.
Although the Black Cavalry had obtained a complete victory in this battle, they had also paid a heavy price.
Of the eight thousand Black Cavalry that had escaped from the Dark Shadow Canyon, only six thousand remained.
However, they had successfully defeated more than 20,000 soldiers of the Eastern Army. If they were to include the 40,000 soldiers led by Auston Viscounts, that would be a total of 60,000 soldiers.
In addition, the Eastern Army in Silverymoon City had already become a turtle in a jar. They wouldn't be able to jump around for long.
It could be said that the Eastern House of Saint Prospero's Pegasus Legion was completely buried in the half-elven kingdom.
Just as Colin finished listening to the battle report, Marquis Vincent had already been defeated.
Knight Roger's longsword was pressed against Marquis Vincent's throat. He turned to Colin and asked, "Sir Viscounts, how should we deal with him? Please instruct me."
Colin touched his chin and said, "We can't kill him yet. We need to use him to redeem Marquis García. "
"Yes."
Knight Roger nodded and immediately called his retainers to take away all of Marquis Vincent's weapons and armor. They also used thick iron chains to bind his hands and feet.
Seeing this, Colin nodded with satisfaction. He stood up and said, "Let's go. It's time to end this battle."
At this time, the battle in Silverymoon City was still going on. The streets and alleys were filled with killing scenes, especially in the Half-Elven Palace. Viscounts Auston was still desperately commanding the Eastern Army to attack the palace.
However, when the Eastern Army outside the city was defeated and the news of Marquis Vincent being captured spread, the Eastern Army in Silverymoon City immediately lost their will to fight. They dropped their weapons and knelt down to surrender.
Colin seemed to want to deliberately humiliate Marquis Vincent. He tied him to a cross and dragged him behind a horse all the way from the south gate to the palace.
When the half-elves along the way saw the sorry state of the Eastern Marquis, they began to curse and curse him.
Some of them were even bold enough to pick up stones from the roadside and throw them at Marquis Vincent.
Of course, Colin wouldn't stop the actions of the half-elves. He wanted the hatred between Silverymoon City and the Eastern Army to deepen.
Seeing that Colin didn't stop them, more and more half-elves began to throw stones at Marquis Vincent.
The poor Marquis Vincent had never been humiliated like this before. He was so angry that he fainted.
When they arrived at Half-Elven Palace, Queen Aisha was already waiting at the palace gate to greet them.
Colin dismounted from his horse and had his men wake Marquis Vincent up. He then dragged the Eastern Marquis like a dead dog to Queen Aisha.
Colin bowed with a hand on his chest and said loudly, "Congratulations, Your Majesty! Under your wise leadership, the half-elven army has successfully defeated the Eastern Army's Heavenly Horse Legion! "
Queen Aisha smiled and said loudly, "This glory is also due to your contribution and the thousands of brave and fearless half-elven soldiers. I'm proud of you! "
Then she looked at Marquis Vincent with cold eyes, "Marquis Vincent, you disregarded the friendship between the two countries and brazenly killed countless half-elves. This is unforgivable. In the name of the half-elven queen, I ask you to go to the half-elven kingdom's cemetery and repent for your crimes. "
Marquis Vincent's face was full of disdain. He was about to curse, but Colin was quick and directly punched him in the face.
"Marquis Vincent is of course very willing to repent for his crimes," he replied on behalf of Marquis Vincent.
Marquis Vincent, with his mouth full of blood, groaned a few times on the ground. It seemed that he had agreed.
The half-elven nobles were frightened. At the same time, they realized that from now on, the half-elven kingdom could only rely on the Northern Frontier.
Queen Aisha didn't care about offending the Eastern Army.
She didn't even look at the distressed Marquis Vincent. Instead, she walked towards the half-elven army gathered in front of the palace.
It was time for show, oh no, it was time for sympathy.
Snowflakes fell on Queen Aisha's hair and shoulders, as if she was wearing a holy coat.
With this great victory, Queen Aisha's prestige in the half-elven kingdom had reached an unprecedented level.
As she approached step by step, the half-elves gathered outside the palace kept cheering.
The boiling momentum seemed to melt all the snow in the sky.
From today on, the half-elven race finally got rid of their previous image of being weak and cowardly.
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