Chapter 137: Scuffle

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When he was leading troops from the Alpha Kingdom to prepare for battle, some well-informed high-ranking nobles did remind him that there might be a night force in the Duchy of Finnier, which was secretly used by the new Grand Duke.

At that time, he didn't think about it, but he didn't pay much attention to it because he thought that the Duchy of Finnier was full of civil strife at the moment, and there were no rumors that the new Grand Duke was using the Night Force in any counterinsurgency war. But he didn't expect that he happened to be the unlucky guy who made the exception.

"Barria, bastard, doesn't you know that colluding with the Night Race is to be charged with rebellion?" The commander brandished his long sword and slashed at the corpses surrounding him on his horse.

As the highest-ranking general of the Thirteenth Legion, his fighting spirit is far higher than that of the orc warriors under him. If the vicious dog had access to the information he carried, it would have obtained such a set of data.

There are not many people who have reached such heights in both classes, and even in the siege of the Night Legion, they can combine offense and defense, which is extremely strong. This guy knows that this war is doomed to end in his own defeat. However, he didn't want to retreat in vain, but planned to break through from here, go straight to the Half-Moon Alliance, and tell the Alliance Archon everything here.

When the vicious dog Pijie looked at such a scene, he couldn't help but feel murderous.

He had seen such a large-scale killing scene at the end of the Night War. Although Anne was a fallen angel at that time, she only nominally belonged to the night camp, because the little girl was unwilling to join the night camp at that time, and she was still dreaming of becoming an angel again. The Night Legion in the abyss of the Seven Kingdoms has already started a war of unscrupulous destruction in her name.

At that time, the neutral race had already reneged on its promise, abandoning the neutrality treaty and joining forces with the Light race to resist the attack of the Night Race. However, compared to the Legion of Light, the combat power of the neutral race is much worse, so it often happens that this kind of situation with a large army rushes to attack the Night Race, only to be killed without a single piece of armor.

After communicating with Kyle with his mind-reading skills, the latter somehow managed to get a flying scroll and threw it forward, and the vicious dog leaped up from the wall to the center of the battlefield.

The huge monsters rushed towards the orc warriors.

The long-billed wolves gathered in groups, surrounded a small group of orc warriors, and then attacked them in groups, although the orc warriors carried various ice blades in their hands, but they suffered frequent losses in the fight against this cunning monster, and were often bitten to death by several others while they were busy dealing with one of them;

Iron Fist Battle Bears, who are tall and strong, like long-billed wolves, are guys with strong physical attacks and relatively weak spell attacks. These big men took advantage of the hard part behind the bear's paw and struck straight at the orc warriors and orc cavalry. The War Bear family, which is born with great strength, doesn't care what the opponent is, even if the fist hits the knight's sword, it can still break the sword.

Looking at the corpses all over the floor, Pije thought it was time to get something to clean up.

There was some slight tremor again in the ground. A number of spitting holes of black gas appeared in various locations. A huge flesh-colored insect with a diameter of one meter and a body length of two or three meters came out of it.

Death Worms, these creatures of the abyss who usually live underground by eating the corpses of the dead have a rare chance to see the light of day, and they are obviously a little overwhelmed by the scene in front of them. The venom in their mouths is enough to melt carbon-based creatures into a water-like substance, but at the moment they don't have any intention of attacking people, and are very busy devouring countless stumps on the ground.

The surviving orc warriors retreated under the walls, and General Walter was about to take advantage of this opportunity to send a rain of arrows to deal with these guys, but he heard Kyle next to him say, "Lord Piger doesn't like to get someone else's helper in war, he sees this as an insult to the Night Race." ”

The general had no choice but to give up. The viscount on the side was curious: "You mean the one who was with you just now...... That Piger-sama? He looked a little special. ”

"Special? It's a bit special indeed. Kyle said, "Master Pije Bratz, who was known as the 'Night Guide' at the head of the Night Camp in Atlantis, has probably not been surpassed in a long time. ”

"Bratz?"

General Walter seemed to think of something suddenly, and asked, "In the battle of the night, the 'manic night' that led the Night Race to annihilate the army of the neutral races in the north was led by Lord Bratz at the time?" ”

Kyle nodded.

The viscount on the side was confused, this straw bale nobleman was just a hairy boy who had just graduated from the First Knight Academy of the Alliance, so he didn't have the slightest impression of this name. But General Walter, who knew the history of the past wars very well, and even the lower-ranking nobles who came with the viscount and had a little common sense of war, knew what this name meant.

In the military textbooks of the neutral race, this humiliating war is not mentioned much. But in the Light Race, Bratz, the night commander of the battle, is seen as the embodiment of terror.

I also thought that this name was too conspicuous, so since the rebirth, everyone called this vicious dog "Pijie", which is not special, so it will not attract too much attention from others.

As if realizing that his words revealed the identity of his immediate boss, Kyle reminded everyone present, "For the sake of everyone's safety, I think it's good that these words are limited to us today." The Duchy of Fenier and the Night Race are close allies rather than enemies, and keeping our secrets is also protecting you. ”

The crowd was silent. The Viscount looked at the people around him, and understood that the name of Piger Bratz was very unusual, and he did not dare to ask any more questions.

Under the city walls, the commander of the 13th Legion, who was pressed by the corpses and monsters of the Night Race, and his orc guards forcibly tore a hole in the Night Army. As a result, this force is also particularly conspicuous on the entire battlefield. Behind them, the corpses of long-billed wolves and death worms were left behind.

Originally, they didn't plan to join the war, but the night mages who were suspended in the distance in mid-air and quietly observed the situation of the entire battlefield noticed an anomaly here.

"Tsk, I didn't expect that there would be such a powerful existence among these guys, and they actually planned to break out of our Night Legion? It looks like they're going to succeed. ”

"Can't let them run away. Mistress Piger's Night Messenger told us that none of these guys could escape, or our partnership with the Duchy of Fenir would be null and void once we made contact with the Half-Moon Alliance. It's not good for our big picture. ”

"In that case, we'll have to deal with them."

With a slight movement, several Night Mage staffs quickly swept towards the position of the Thirteenth Legion Commander. (To be continued.) )