A small number of Imperial soldiers scattered and fled, and most of them were driven to Bersuvius Castle in an organized manner by the Drow Elven Legion.

There are often wars in the underworld, and Mistress Cynthia is a seasoned commander.

Driving away the defeated troops in this way is a winning method for the battlefield to snowball - regardless of the large number of Imperial troops, they will be disrupted by their own defeated troops.

The enemy's defeated army is sometimes better used than his own army.

First, fear is contagious, and the flight of the defeated army will greatly reduce the morale of the enemy army that was not chaotic.

Second, if the enemy wants to maintain the formation, he must kill his allies with a ruthless hand, and there are very few commanders who can make such ruthless decisions.

As Mistress Cynthia expected, Nicholas IV did not have such courage. A large number of drow elf scimitar warriors are the vanguard, and the queen priests drive the arachnid elves, mud monsters, and other underground creatures to fight into the castle of Bersuvius.

"Kill them all! Camilla, take off the heads of Emperor Plantagenet and Duke Besuvius for me!"

Mistress Cynthia let out a sharp howl, and all members of the Drow Elven Legion were draped in a layer of blood-colored light, and their attack speed and movement speed were greatly increased.

However, after Cynthia's mother's howl, "Camilla" did not appear.

"Camilla, where are you?" Mistress Cynthia's mental fluctuations swept across the battlefield, but she didn't notice it.

Mistress Cynthia instinctively felt the slightest bit wrong. She looked at the banner of the Emperor of the Plantagenet Empire that was close at hand, gritted her teeth and ordered, "April, you take my elite guards to attack and kill the Plantagenet Emperor!"

Aprile is the male companion of Cynthia's mistress and a skilled swordsman.

In the society of drow elves, men who do not have great strength are easy to become victims. And even if it is a powerful male samurai, the tribal status is not high. As the fourth husband of the housemother, Aprile is not even qualified to participate in decision-making discussions.

After receiving orders from Mistress Cynthia, April drew his scimitar and led a group of drow elven scimitar warriors into the warband. Like a sharp blade slicing through a cake, this elite unit slaughtered under the banner of Nicholas IV in one fell swoop.

However, soon April's shocking news came:

"Master Mother, the Plantagenet Emperor is not here!

Although April didn't know the Plantagenet Emperor, it was easy to tell if he was a stand-in. That "Nicholas IV" had mediocre strength, and he was killed by April without resisting a few moves! But the real Nicholas IV has a strong strength at the lord level, and it is by no means so easy to take.

The uneasiness in Mistress Cynthia's heart quickly amplified, and she shouted, "Everyone retreat!"

Before the words of the command could be spoken, the earth suddenly rumbled and shook, and a large cloud of green smoke suddenly spread, quickly spreading to every corner of the castle.

......

Persolviwe Gold Mine.

André stood on a high hill with a telescope in his hand, looking out at Bersuvius Castle.

The wind was blowing through his silver-gray hair.

"It's over, the plan is going well. ”

Andrei put away his binoculars and made an "OK" gesture to August, who was waiting below.

August smiled. His hands were holding two people in each of them.

The two men, one was an old man in white silk pajamas, with a withered figure like dried medicine residue, and he was constantly panting in his hands, and the other was a middle-aged uncle with a big belly and a face full of horror in his sumptuous princely clothes.

"Farewell, Duke of Besuville, my cheap father," said August, smirked, "do you have any last words? ”

"The Lord of Light will curse you. Amid a violent cough, the old man in the white silk pajamas scolded weakly.

"Hahaha!"

August laughed, threw the Duke of Bosvier down, and then bent his knees to his feet. With a crisp click, Duke Bossuvius's spine broke, his body was bent back ninety degrees, and he stared at the cloudy old eyes, and he lost his breath.

Auguste's other middle-aged uncle, who was carrying a luxurious costume, was almost frightened when he saw this scene.

"Calm down, His Majesty 'Emperor' Gullamance," August laughed, "I won't kill you, because you're still valuable." But if you don't cooperate, don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

"You...... What do you want?" said Nicholas's uncle, the younger brother of the old Emperor Plantagenet, and the emperor of the old aristocracy.

"As you can see, my father, the Duke of Bethsowe, died of illness. ”

August shrugged his shoulders and said, "Next, I will succeed as Duke of Bersuville. ”

Gullamance froze, nodded and said, "Of course, I will issue a decree to canonize you as the new Duke of Besuvius." ”

"I need your canonization?" August said with a sneer.

"That'...... What do you want me to do?"

August said: "The Xisha Province originally supported your nobles and formed an alliance, including our Duke of Besuvius, there are seven in total. As long as you let me control the military power of these seven alliances, I can let you live. ”

"Seven, isn't it eleven?" said Guramáns, thinking that August had misremembered.

However, the sneering expression on August's face made Gulamance think of another terrifying possibility, and he pursed his lips and said, "The other four...... It's all washed away by you. ”

"No, they died in the melee between the Imperial Western Expeditionary Army and the underground monsters, and it has nothing to do with me," August shrugged, and then changed his expression to a vicious expression, "Anyway, you are right to cooperate with me, what's the problem?"

"No problem!" Guramance reacted quickly.

"I'll give you some precautions, just in case. Andrey!"

Hearing Auguste's cry, Andrei jumped down and poured a vial of potion into the mouth of Gulamans.

"A......hem," said Gulamans, in horror, "what did you give me a drink?"

"A bottle of medicine that is guaranteed to make you obedient. If you don't obey, the end will be much worse than my cheap father. August laughed.

Sending away the dejected Gulamans, August said, "On the castle side, everything is going according to plan, right?"

"Yes, it can be seen that the Imperial Western Expeditionary Army and the Underground Monster Legion are all covered by the virus of the Necromantic Plague. Andrei said.

"I don't know if it's reliable. August muttered.

"Rest assured, infallible! This is an improved breed of the Lord of the Plague. At the exit of the gold mine, a man's voice sounded.