Portman Manor, western suburbs of Edinburgh.

"All the men go into the house! Don't stand at the window! Scarlett, tell the valets to seal the window! Natalia, Leon, take all the women to the cellar!

Count Portman stood in front of the gate and commanded the crowd.

The old Lord Count behaved like a commander, and he ordered everyone to do what he said. The servants were astonished and frightened, they did not know what was going on, but they habitually obeyed the orders of the Earl.

The vigorous anti-insect campaign has just begun, and the national mobilization always needs a process, and at present, the joint efforts of the Kingdom and the Military Office can only start from Edinburgh, even if there is a deliberate blockade of news, there will still be one or two fish that slip through the net.

All the servants knew was that shortly after lunch, the two Earl's close friends had hurried to visit the manor, and everything had changed since then, and the atmosphere in the manor had become tense!

Because the Earl of Portman tells everyone that a large group of robbers are about to attack the manor.

It's unbelievable that there are robbers on the outskirts of Edinburgh, right under the noses of the Queen and the Governor.

The servants could hardly believe what the Earl said, but they could tell from the master's expression that it was not a joke.

Alas, at this pace, the destruction of the country will be completed sooner or later.

At the urging of Count Portman, the frightened people prepared for defense as their master commanded, but of course, the servants had not received any military training, and the Lord Count was not very talented in that field. So how can the team barely pull up look at how weak chickens.

The trembling manservants stood pale behind the manor fence in their ill-fitting antique armor and carrying bows and arrows that could not be pulled away. In disrepair. The ballista strewn with wormholes was turned out of the cellar by the Earl and installed on the roof of the building and behind the fence wall.

All the expensive glass had been removed from the windows and replaced by layers of wooden planks, taken from the expensive furniture of the manor, which had been nailed to the windows at a crooked angle to prevent the bow from piercing.

More than thirty guards barely considered real combat strength stood on the lawn, wielding longbows and short swords. Their hearts are full of anxiety - their usual job is to prevent fire and theft, and they have never fought against murderous thugs without blinking.

The silent Lord Portman walked past them, pretending to be majestic as he inspected the procession. Eyes swept over everyone's faces, examining their longbows and quivers.

Although the parasite wanted to raise the morale of his troops in this way, his subordinates didn't seem to buy it, because of the close range. Everyone could see the overly pale face of the Count.

The hosts are so unconfident. Does the servant still have confidence?

However, the parasite cannot be blamed for this incident, he has been calm enough, and his face is pale entirely because the owner of the body was originally a rice bucket with a body hollowed out by wine, and it will naturally only get worse after being parasitized.

The other two parasites, who had escaped from Edinburgh, were sitting in the hall in full gear, wielding their swords.

They didn't know that what was going on at the moment was due to Will's whistleblowing. I thought that the cunning and evil governor had some kind of magic to accurately identify all the parasites. So instead of considering the escape method of sneaking into the crowd, it was a desperate preparation for a counterattack.

Of course. In the current situation where everyone is shouting and beating, they can't reveal their identities either. So I want to rely on the highest-ranking Portman lord to stabilize the situation, and then organize all the unexposed companions to fight a "noble war".

It doesn't matter if you win or lose, as long as you can muddy the troubled waters of the Highland Kingdom as much as possible, completely divide the connection between nobles and commoners, and make everyone lose trust and suspicion of each other, it will already be the highest result for the parasites.

As for the army of the Doge's Palace, they did not even consider the possibility of victory - the fire of life repels all that is not self, and the parasite is not good against the warrior who ignites the fighting spirit.

At present, all this is only the imagination of these parasites, because the premise of all actions is that they can withstand the attack of this wave of "robbers".

"Here they are. A male parasite looked up.

"Can we resist it?" the female parasite's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, looking far less calm than the other two.

The male parasite let out a long breath and said softly:

"For the sake of the master, we must fight. ”

At this moment a noisy shout rang out from outside the manor, and the vibration of hundreds of people running down the earth into the fence walls, and everyone could feel the trembling and whimpering of the ground.

"Damn bandits!"

Count Portman shook his teeth, and then ordered the warrior next to him:

"Prepare for battle!"

A few minutes later, a well-numbered army appeared at the entrance to the manor, spears and swords in hand, blood still sticking to them, and it did not look like they had come to visit in a friendly way.

However, the servants wondered why the robbers were flying the banner of the kingdom, why the robbers were so well equipped, and why the robbers were still shouting "kill all the demons".

What is a demon?

While the servants were looking at the army, the soldiers of the army and their leader were also looking at each other, looking at the manor that had been turned into a simple castle, the leader naturally knew that there was a leak of the news.

In order to reduce the loss, he had the intention of persuading him to surrender, so he shouted loudly:

"Surrender, we are here to eradicate the demon Portman, who has been possessed by the demon's parasite and is no longer the count of the kingdom. You are innocent, surrender, as long as you surrender, your lives will be guaranteed!"

Shameless! There are such brazen people in the world!

The parasites scolded bitterly in their hearts, obviously pursuing the principle of preferring to kill mistakes rather than letting go, and cutting off people's heads rolling, but at this time they actually have the face to stand up and persuade them to surrender, which is so bad that the soles of their feet are bleeding pus.

Then again, they've seen the villains outside the door, but the servants and guards don't know. As soon as he saw that the other party could guarantee the safety of his life, the already shaky fighting spirit was quickly extinguished.

He is not good at fighting, and he is far inferior in numbers. It seems that there is no hope of victory, and if you can guarantee your life, you might as well surrender.

"Don't listen to the nonsense of these bandits, they don't intend to spare anyone at all, and even if they surrender, there is only one way to die! I am considered to be demon-possessed, and you who have come into contact with me are the same, and they will kill you. Then burn your corpses. Don't ask me why I would know that they would do it in my house! The male parasite replied in a loud voice.

Its words undoubtedly shook the idea of surrendering to the warriors around it. Surrender is death, resistance is death, how can a good afternoon, suddenly a catastrophe come--the servants want to cry without tears.

"You're a leaky dog out of Edinburgh. Just right. Slaughter you all and find the governor and queen to receive the reward!" the leader naturally did not swear, he was still very in awe of the ancestral spirit in his heart, and immediately announced the attack in annoyance:

"Give it to me, kill them all!"

One of the Rune warriors beside him immediately raised a trumpet, put it to his mouth and puffed it, and in the sound of the horn, which seemed high-pitched and blank, the robbers instantly tore off their hypocritical masks and began to attack with a howl.

"Kill!"

The robbers screamed loudly, though. Instead of rushing into the fence wall, he took buckets of black oil that were originally used for cremation. It was lit and thrown into the manor.

Bang bang bang!

The flaming barrels spilled flames into the manor like meteorites, and when they landed, they were a sea of fire, and they continued to expand as the black oil spread.

"Put out the fire, put out the fire for me!" Count Portman screamed as he organized his minions to put out the fire.

More than a dozen male servants hurriedly put down their weapons, ran to the water tank of the manor, picked up the water tank together, and shouted a trumpet and splashed it into the raging sea of fire.

Whew!

The flames did not go out when they were watered, but burned more and more vigorously, and the fire spread to the bodies of the male servants at once, and in the midst of their screams, dozens of wooden barrels were thrown into the fence wall.

Hoohoo!

The black oil floated on the water, and the tongues of fire licked any burning substance, gathering and spreading with each other, and a huge sea of fire soon enveloped the entire manor.

"Run!"

"The fire is burning, the fire is burning!"

"We surrender!

The servants and their guards suddenly lost the courage to resist, and fled outside without their armor, and the fence wall that was originally used to defend against the enemy suddenly became an obstacle to survival, and they were ruthlessly knocked down and kicked down.

"Fools, you're all fools!"

Earl Portman jumped to his feet in a hurry, and scolded these servants for being stupid, and if they didn't have to die for the time being, they would definitely die if they surrendered, why didn't they understand such a simple truth.

Just as these rabble escaped from the sea of fire, dozens of black shadows suddenly shot out from the opposite side, which were short spears about three feet long. These short spears came from the hands of the guards, and the force attached to them was so great that they tore through the air and whimpered.

These people didn't have time to scream, they were pierced through their bodies by these short spears, and they fell to the ground like wheat, and these murderous weapons pierced the first target, and then penetrated the second and third targets!

"Kill, not a single live mouth can be left, everyone here may be infected with parasites. The commander of the garrison looked at the leader of the army and reminded coldly.

"Yes. ”

The leader looked at the people who were wailing in the sea of fire, and his face showed a trace of unbearability, and then he returned to cold-blooded and cruel: "Give it to me! The bladed parasite can be knighted! There are at least two parasites here! Whoever is the first to be slaughtered will be the one who will be killed." ”

"Kill!"

The hungry wolves screamed and pounced, mercilessly wielding their blades to shreds anyone who tried to break out of the flames.

In the sea of fire in the manor, the three parasites watched this scene in a daze, seeing the tragic situation of the servants, no one had the courage to rush out, and could only let the tongue of fire devour their bodies.

"What should we do?

"The opponent is too ruthless and decisive, we should have done a lot, but we were wiped out......"

The male parasite stared at the hideous robbers outside the fire, and even though he was in the fire, he still felt a chill all over his body:

"Do you all see that he is manipulating people's desires, and all of them have lost their minds in their desires and have become demons who are crueler than we are. ”

"We don't have a chance...... All parasites have no chance. ”

Portman shook his head stiffly, his eyes turned to the blue sky, and sighed bitterly:

"Most of our members were waiting for orders in Edinburgh, and now they have swept out into the suburbs, and it is clear that they have been cut down to the roots. Even if the remnants are desperately infected, they will not be able to cooperate with their owners in a short period of time. ”

In the scorching sea of fire, the three parasites fell silent in unison, and in the dark, it was as if a low manic laugh pierced through the curtain of firelight, burrowed into their eardrums, and implanted fear in the depths of their souls.

Master...... Can the master really win him?

In a visceral question, the parasites faltered, and the flames quickly consumed their bodies, killing the parasites buried deep in flesh, leaving behind three charred corpses.

......

After the Portman estate burned to ruins, the robbers quickly found the bodies of three parasites by identifying the bones. Cut off their heads full of parasite corpses, seal them with mud and put them in iron buckets, and happily prepare for the next massacre.

According to the historical records of future descendants, the "anti-insect campaign" of the Highland Kingdom was an iron fist operation that mobilized all the forces of the country against the parasitic demons. Swift, fierce, and stormy swept across the country, not only fundamentally eliminating the hidden dangers in the kingdom, but also dealing a heavy blow to the arrogance of the demon Calf, and a great victory for all the Celtic people and friendly allies.

Despite its occasional flaws, the operation was undoubtedly a just and sacred war, uniting all the people of the kingdom and establishing an unbreakable friendship between Rosevia and the Highlands.

As for the economic and demographic losses of the Highland Kingdom back then, no one cares anymore, just as no one cares about how many innocent people were affected.

The vast majority of historians believe that their death was a "crystal blemish", and that it is difficult to avoid a small loss in order to destroy the parasitic demon in a short period of time. All in all, the queen is wise and wise, the governor is benevolent and warlike, and all the warriors involved in the movement are brave and tenacious.

Although there are gaps in the details, the campaign was indeed a success, except that the queen was not so virtuous, the governor was not merciful at all, and the warriors were a bunch of scum.

However, the ending stood the test of time, the parasite was wiped out in the shortest possible time, and all the eyeliner of the evil god Calf was destroyed, avoiding greater war losses and twists and turns, which is completely consistent with history.

As long as there are real victories and merits, black spots or something, the masses of the people don't care. (To be continued.) )