In the port of Skogi, which was surrounded by flames, the cannons from the Tyrell Engineering College were firing inhumanely at the barbarians who were barely resisting. The cannons roared and the mortar carefully aimed, tearing apart the last ridiculous resistance of the barbarians.
The soldiers of the Ashes Corps advanced like a tide. They formed a solid formation and attacked through a tight formation. At the same time, the musketeers and crossbowmen used a dense barrage to eliminate the stubborn resistance. Due to the lack of cavalry, the flanks were protected by a large number of sword and shield soldiers under the command of the Corps Commander. At the same time, the human expeditionary force was also supported by a legion of lizardmen and cold-lizard riders.
At the same time, a group of pterosaur riders were flying above the sky. The lizardmen above used boulders and bloodthirsty charges to deal a huge blow to the stubborn barbarian soldiers. When the barbarians from the northern wasteland had their lines of defense broken one after another, the barbarians' last stronghold was only a few taverns and some corner streets.
In the depths of the forest visible to the naked eye, Great Lord Slane, Master Mazda Moody, the demon toad, was sitting on the high holy throne of the three-horned dragon Zelag. It looked like it was asleep with its head down and did not say a word. Only the black cobra scepter in its hand exuded a terrible magic power.
"Great Lord, our alliance of hot-blooded breeds is advancing steadily. At present, it seems that the believers of the enemy are about to be irreversibly destroyed. The stars show that this will be a great victory for us." Beside Mazda Moody, surrounded by hundreds of temple guards, Isis, the priest of Spirit Lizard, the Maintainer, said in a low voice, "The champion of Chaos has been beheaded by Fu Gen."
"Very good. Order the hot-blooded breeds to continue advancing." Mazda Moody seemed to take a long time to react. The Great Lord of the Demon Toad looked at the fierce battle on the beach with satisfaction. "The coast must also be purified."
After saying that, Mazda Moody seemed to realize what he should do.
The Great Lord of the Demon Toad stretched out his hand toward the sky.
Stars twinkled, and the Light of Order illuminated the universe.
The spell was recited, and the power of the universe suppressed the evil.
A sacred light as pure as the sun penetrated from the sky and blasted into Skogi, which was in the middle of the war.
The last stronghold of the barbarians was completely destroyed by this terrifying beam of light. None of the thousands of barbarians survived. After the beam of light dissipated, their stronghold turned into a large open space. There was nothing left on the beach.
Boom! The earth was shaking, and a 20-meter-tall tsunami was summoned by the will of the Demon Toad Grand Lord. All the Barbarian ships that were trying to retreat were sucked into the raging tide, and they were crushed into pieces.
On the ground, a several-dozen-meter-wide fissure swallowed up more than three hundred barbarian marauders who were trying to escape into the forest. Then, the fissure closed up in an instant, and the sound of flesh being crushed came from below.
The Battle of Skogi thus came to an end. Under the joint attack of the Ash Corps and the Lizardmen army, the Skogi tribe was completely annihilated. Not a single barbarian managed to escape.
Seeing that the battle had ended, the Lizardmen did not say a word. The Demon Toad Lord, Mazda Moody, only nodded at Army Commander Fulgen from afar. He then turned around and disappeared into the rainforest with hundreds of temple guards. The remaining Lizardmen also retreated in turn.
"A glorious victory, Legion Commander." The deputy commander of the Ashes Corps, Fernando Pilazzo, said with a smile, "We've finally exterminated those damned barbarians! From now on, this land belongs to us! "
His long white hair fluttered in the smoke. As the Legion Commander, Fulgen clenched the golden power sword "Glory" in his hand. He looked at the head of the Chaos Champion, Ross Trunkson Kuhr, without interest. He did not even have the slightest desire to collect it. The opponent in the duel was too weak, and this did not make him happy. However, after more than a year of effort, they had finally gotten rid of this troublesome barbarian tribe.
Yes, troublesome. Fulgen rarely used this word to describe his enemies. During the great expedition, he rarely encountered opponents that were troublesome to deal with.
However, the Skogi tribe was indeed troublesome. The tribe's army was composed of a large number of marauder cavalry with extremely high mobility. They were also supplemented by a large number of Chaos Warriors. These barbarians, who were fully clad in Chaos armor, were extremely powerful and difficult to deal with. It often required more than five human soldiers to have a chance of winning.
If that was the case, it would have been fine. However, the Skogi tribe had learned a special technique in their long life of settling down in the wilderness — pretending to be southerners. These barbarians had learned to use the low Gothic language to infiltrate the expeditionary army, stealing intelligence and passing messages.
This left Fulgen with no choice but to spend some time cleaning up the army. At the same time, he first launched the battle of the Luscia Isthmus, aiming to clean up the barbarians' strongholds in the forest.
This tragic battle was carried out in the forest. The expeditionary army of more than five thousand people and the barbarian army of more than eight thousand began a head-on confrontation.
Faced with the superior strength of the barbarians, Fulgen chose to fight steadily and surely. He personally stood at the front line and ordered the soldiers to build defensive fortifications in a depression. He was ready for battle and gave up the high ground.
When the large group of barbarian marauders saw that the expeditionary army actually dared to build defensive fortifications on the low ground, they felt that if they rushed down, they would definitely be irresistible. This battle would be in the bag.
The first wave of attack was made up of five hundred barbarian marauders and marauder riders. They were quickly defeated by Fulgen's meticulously planned defensive fortifications. The dense rainforest hindered the cavalry's charge, and the torrential rain of arrows reaped the lives of almost all the barbarian soldiers.
The second wave of attack was led by a Chaos Champion. He personally led his marauder berserkers and marauder riders to storm the defensive fortifications and successfully broke through the first line of defense. Under Fulgen's orders, the halberds, pikemen and sword and shield soldiers launched a counterattack. Through a determined battle and the encouragement of the Legion Commander himself, the expeditionary army relied on neat formations and strict military discipline to kill off the barbarian marauders. The Chaos Champion was shot into a sieve by hundreds of muskets at the same time.
At this time, the battle had already been going on for several hours. This fierce battle at noon had caused both sides to fall into a state of hunger. The Ashes Corps, which occupied the depression, had obviously controlled the water source. Both sides were beginning to feel exhausted, especially the barbarians who gradually realized that the situation was not good. At this time, extremely bad news came. The Ashes Corps' deputy commander led about five hundred elite troops to cut off the barbarians' retreat!
Everything went according to Fulgen's plan. The remaining Skoj army had no choice but to fall into a dilemma.
Thus, in the third wave of attack, the Skoj people were forced to use all their main forces. Dozens of Chaos Knights led more than three hundred Chaos Marauder riders to launch a charge. The barbarian champions and Chaos Warriors loudly chanted the name of the God of Chaos. They followed a war mammoth with an evil god's shrine and charged into the defensive fortifications. More than three thousand barbarian troops consecutively broke through three lines of defense of the Ashes Corps.
Although they suffered heavy losses, the expeditionary forces still stubbornly used cannons and muskets to kill the war mammoths. Afterwards, Fulgen personally led the first company of the Ashes Corps and completely defeated the barbarians' offensive.
This was the turning point of the war. After the war mammoths and the Chaos Champions fell, the Skoj people began to fall into chaos. The barbarian army's morale plummeted, and many chiefs of small tribes withdrew from the battlefield. Some scattered Chaos Knights tried to go around the defensive fortifications to attack the flank of the Ashes Corps, but they were also repelled by the prepared Fulgen's reserve troops.
At this time, Pilazo had led the elite troops to successfully go around the rear. The barbarian army finally collapsed under the pincer attack. The Skoj chief, Rostrinkson Kuhl, used a cruel sacrifice as the price to summon a Chaos Demon. He wanted to salvage the situation, but the Chaos Demon that gave him incomparable confidence was miserably exiled after seven rounds under Fulgen's hands.
In the end, the Skoj chief, Rostrinkson Kuhl, only brought a dozen attendants to break out of the encirclement.
The war began at ten in the morning and ended at four in the afternoon. In the battle of the Luscia Isthmus, the Ashes Corps had killed more than five thousand barbarians, while they had only lost about one thousand and two hundred men.
After this battle, the Skoj people, who had suffered heavy losses, had no choice but to withdraw from the forest. However, Fulgen also gave up on attacking the barbarian territory because of the loss of his own army. He tried to establish contact with the old world, and with large amounts of gold, silver, and gems as bait, he successfully persuaded many nobles in Estalia and the city-states of Tyrell to form three more expeditionary armies. Naturally, Fulgen easily used his charisma and impassioned slogans, as well as the promise of gold, silver, and honor as rewards to bring these armies under his command. He even established a stable recruitment point in Milagliano of Tyrell.
The mercenary commanders could only watch as their subordinates were infected by Fulgen's charisma and great ideals. They sent troops to obstruct him many times, but the result was that they were betrayed. They sent their trusted subordinates to assassinate Fulgen, but the result was that their trusted subordinates also betrayed them. A Tyrell noble even sent his own son to assassinate Fulgen, but the result was that his son not only returned without accomplishing anything, but also declared his surrender in front of his father. He even said that he had pledged his loyalty to Fulgen and would rather give up his noble status and become a new soldier.
"Commander Fulgen asked me to bring you a message …"
The noble was so angry that he killed himself with his belt in his room.
After a series of replacements, the Ashes Army now had a scale of about twenty thousand people. They had built many towns along the coast of Luscia and settled down there. They continued to abide by the agreement with the Demon Toad Lord, Mazda Moody, and continued to attack all of Skogi's territories.
"Commander? Are you listening? " Pilazzo's words interrupted Fulgen's thoughts. The king's son calmly nodded and said, "I am listening. This is indeed a great victory, Fernando. But this is just the beginning."
"Yes, this is just the beginning." Fernando only felt that he was covered in endless hot blood and excitement. The bright sun shone on the old mercenary leader. He had never felt so full of glory and faith. "Look, Commander. The soldiers are cheering."
From the forest to the sea, from the ruins to the high platform, the soldiers of the expeditionary army were cheering. They were all shouting Fulgen's name loudly. Their worship of this commander was to the extreme. As long as Fulgen personally commanded a battle and never lost, the soldiers would worship him, love him, and even imitate his every move.
He was so handsome, so powerful, and so wise. He was like a god.
War was indeed the best place to accumulate prestige. Many thoughts flashed through Fulgen's mind. He calmly nodded and waved his hand. After the thunderous cheers, the commander ordered everyone to clean up the battlefield, clean up the ruins left by the barbarians, collect the spoils of war, calculate the rewards and merits, and reward the soldiers who had made military contributions in turn.
Fulgen's heart did not feel too happy. He knew that this was just a small beginning of his journey. From Laing, he learned that the army of the Skaven Rat Men would soon attack Luscia. And from the lizardman Demon Toad Big Leader Mazda Moody and the war leader Kouga, Fulgen learned how difficult and powerful the Skaven Rat Men were.
However, all of this would become the touchstone for Fulgen to regain his former glory.
The commander returned to the big tent alone. Fulgen found that someone was already waiting for him. Seeing the figure of the visitor, a smile appeared on his face. "What good news have you brought me this time? Mr. Hadrian? "
Hadrian, the president of the Luigi Chamber of Commerce. This rich merchant from the southern countries was undoubtedly sent by Laing, and he had indeed completed his mission very well. The new expeditionary army replacements were planned by him, and this merchant had relied on his own connections to help Fulgen purchase more cannons and firearms.
"I have good news and bad news. Commander Fulgen, which one do you want to hear first?" The ocean voyage was obviously a hard job. Hadrian's physical condition was not good. His face was pale and sickly, but it was clear that he had earned an unimaginable amount of profit during the voyage. His spirit was very good.
At the same time, he muttered in his heart. Why were Laing's brothers so tall? That one called Angran was nearly three meters tall, and this one called Fulgen in front of him was more than two meters tall.
"The bad news?"
"The bad news is that I've only managed to find two of the engineers you requested. They only know how to make the simplest cannons and mortars." Hadrian shook his head. "Although the reward is amazing, there are too few people willing to take such a big risk. To be honest, if it weren't for Sir Laing being willing to vouch for me, I wouldn't have spent a few months on a ship to come here."
Two engineers made Fulgen feel that it was barely acceptable. "Then what's the good news?"
"The good news is that five Tyrell dwarven craftsmen have agreed to come here and accept your employment," Hadrian said with a smile. "As long as you can satisfy their thirst for gold, they are willing to work for you."
"Very good." Fulgen got a satisfactory answer. He thought for a moment, and finally took out a very formal document from under the table. "This is your reward. Take it, Mr. Hadrian."
A document? What is it? Hadrian's heart was full of doubts. He took the exquisite parchment and saw that the words on it were written in High Gothic. The title was "Wanderer's Trade Permit."
At the bottom was Fulgen's signature.
What's the point of this to me? Hadrian cursed in his heart, but this rich merchant still put on a smile and accepted the trade permit, saying that he would definitely take it back and treasure it.
Perhaps it would be useful?
After Hadrian retreated for a period of time, Fu Gen's tent lit up with a golden brilliance. Endless mighty power filled the tent, and in the flow of golden light and shadow, several figures appeared.
"You did well, Fulgen."
"Father!"
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