The next day, the army stationed at the Lost Gate set out in two groups; A group of Hemmer's chief of guard, the pirate leader Nodia, led them to Broken Moon Harbor, the largest port in the eastern part of the province of Quintex, to resume their old ways.

Pirates of the Black Ark: Start your journey on a raft and conquer the vast oceans.

The other main force was led south by Hemmer himself to Lustia and plundered the swamp town of the Southern Kingdom's colony in the Pahuarashia rainforest.

Although she has become an out-and-out bitch, Miss's archway is always going to be erected.

Hemmer deployed the High Elf auxiliaries as the vanguard, and he and the Dark Elves army dressed as the High Elves accompanied him.

He intended to blame the High Elves for the attack, and even if the Earl of Helmut found out that his town had been plundered, he would not immediately think that he had done it from far away in the province of Quintex.

Following the established route on the map, the army marched south, and as expected, it was discovered by a local scouting Skinker veteran and reported to the city's Sranmazda Moody as it passed through Hesiota.

Master Ma listened to the report of the veteran scout, rolled his big bulbous eyes, and instantly understood what Hemer had bad intentions, but he didn't plan to be a mediator, but sent his subordinates away in disgust, "Let them go." These young races have squandered the generosity of the ancient saints, and will finally come to a reckoning. Humans should return to the Old World, elves need to return to Osune, they have all deviated from their original trajectory, violated the grand plan, and it is fate to live or die. ”

In fact, Mazda Moodi is equally troubled by the human colonies to the south. At first, Master Ma was originally meditating in Sun City, but a group of pirates built a small town on the coast. The Skinkler brought the news to Hesiota, and in meditation he ordered the Lizardmen Legion to destroy them with a telepathic call.

This happened twice in quick succession, and by the third time Mazda Moody had opened its eyes for the first time in hundreds of years. He was very upset that others ran into the yard and stepped on the lawn, and he directly destroyed the town and the surrounding area with the earthquake this time.

The southern kingdom of the old world heard that there was a rich land called Lustria on the other side of the sea, and set off a vigorous wave of navigation to colonize the Lusthmus of Lustria.

The Earl of Helmut was the most powerful, with several mercenary regiments and the more elite Legion of War Dogs, who established Marauder's Harbor and Marsh Town with his military prowess, and made an alliance with the Imperial Expeditionary Force further south to further expand into the depths of the rainforest.

As a master of Hesiota, who was keen to correct the grand plan, he would undoubtedly not be able to endure the crooked human camp on his doorstep, and if it weren't for the constant attacks of the Norsca tribe and the rat people who couldn't spare their hands to clean up this gang of warm bloods, he would have given the Earl of Helmut some hard work.

Right now, although Hemmer pretended to be a high elf to loot in the past, which was somewhat despicable and shameless, he just happened to hit Master Ma's cool point, so he just let him toss.

In fact, Master Ma's attitude was also taken into account by Hermer, so he dared to risk being copied to attack Swamp Town, although the risk was great, but as long as he could succeed, the harvest would be huge.

...

In Marsh Town, Captain Rohigio stands on a stake wall and looks out over the lush rainforest in front of him, and the thick inky shadows are flowing deep into the dense forest, making people feel uneasy.

The sea breeze carried the moist water from the east to Rohigio's long-lasting, ruddy cheeks, his right eye was hit by a sputtered fragment of a dimensional stone projectile during a battle with the Skaven, and it burst on the spot, and he was snatched from the Grim Reaper by the military doctor after suffering a life-threatening death, and since then he has only been wearing an eyepatch to cover the hideous hole in his right eye.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the breeze was gentle, and the two long feathers of the hooded helmet trembled softly in the wind, like Rohigio's thoughts.

Somehow, his left eyelid was popping up today, which was a very bad omen, and whenever that happened, Rohiggio knew that danger was coming. It is foolish for a person to rely solely on his physical reaction to predict fate, but he shows it as a revelation to the gods, because he relies on this instinctive reaction to avoid deadly crises every time.

Looking up at the battle flag of Mirmidia, the goddess of war, waving in the wind, Rohigio suddenly recalled his decades of military career.

In the Empire, many of the Electors appointed to lead the troops were often the nobles of the Empire, who had received systematic military training from an early age, and were proficient in falconry, swordsmanship, and hunting beastmen in the jungle, and were extremely military literate. Similarly, the Southern Kingdoms Alliance, as a regional power, had a military system similar to that of the Empire. It's just that most of their officers are soldiers who have risen from the bottom.

Rohigio, like all other mercenaries, marched on his legs and fought with halberds in hand. The status of an officer such as his varied, depending on the size of the troops he led, and could be a captain, marshal, general, or commander. Regardless of their status, almost all of them are battle-hardened veterans with a deep understanding of military affairs and have spent their lives fighting to defend their country.

Rohigio, the Earl of Helmut, who was loyal to the Duchy of Tyrrell, followed the Count in the northern and southern wars from the beginning of a large soldier, and fought hundreds of battles in his life, and brushed shoulders with death countless times.

In the northern part of the duchy, he received the Skaven Dimensional Flamethrower; On the narrow plains between the eastern mountains, it resisted the high-speed charge of hundreds of border prince-collared plate knights; fought a battle with the undead fleet on the mighty ocean of the surging waves; Fought several times with the native lizardmen of the New World.

It can be said that his life is bumpy and difficult, but what he has experienced and witnessed is a height that many people cannot reach in a lifetime.

Holding a halberd, Rohigio stood at the head of the wooden-walled city, his eyes blurred and deep, and behind him were thousands of households, fireworks in the world.

There is a popular proverb among the Tyrells that the worst mistake is better than obscurity, and Rohigio knows it.

Two hours earlier, he had reported his uneasy prediction to the Count of Helmut in Marauder's Harbor, hoping for military support.

As the silent night slowly enveloped the rainforest, Rohigio's mood sank little by little, and he personally came to patrol with a halberd to make sure that nothing happened tonight.

However, unsurprisingly, the accident happened.

Arrows swept across the night sky like the flames of July, pouring down like a torrential rain, instantly igniting the world of Rohigio.

Countless black shadows suddenly poured out of the forest like a tide, filling his vision.

"I knew it!" Rosigio's pupils shrank sharply, his heart pounded violently, and he hurriedly dispatched men to defend the stake wall.

Fortunately, due to his previous precautionary measures, all the 800 defenders who were waiting for him were ready to go into battle in a short time.

At the same time, the inhabitants of Marsh Town were awakened from their sleep by the sound of an alarm and suddenly found that their home had become a sea of fire, and they brought in the nearest sea water to extinguish the flames.

But countless arrows fell from the sky again, and many citizens fell in pools of blood before they had time to dodge.

A moment of wailing, screaming, the sound of wood beeping in flames broke the silence of the night.

Due to the darkness descending, it was not until the incoming army was less than a few tens of meters away from his own that Rohiggio could see clearly who the opposing army was.

"It's a High Elf!" Sharp-eyed soldiers began to shout.

"Why did the High Elves attack us suddenly?" Not only Rohigio, but everyone present had doubts in their hearts at the same time.

They have never had a grudge against the High Elves, and there are even quite a few High Elves who serve in the mercenary legions, and the relationship is not stiff on the surface. It stands to reason that it is impossible for the High Elves to attack them.

But so many High Elf armies suddenly appeared, which undoubtedly made everyone panic and dazed.

Fortunately, Rohiggio reacted and hurriedly commanded the soldiers to take up arms and prepare to defend themselves against the enemy.

Suddenly, his eyelids fluttered again.

Roshigio froze in place, momentarily stunned, and as he turned around, a barbed arrow struck him from afar with lightning speed, striking him precisely in the center of the eyebrow.

Rohiggio screamed and fell from the city wall, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Without a commander and countless enemies in front of them, the hasty mercenaries fought on their own, and were soon surrounded and fell into despair.

In less than a matter of minutes, the gates of Swamp Town were breached by battering rams, and the surging elven army ruthlessly ravaged the human colony.

At the rear of the army, Hemmer, dressed in civilian clothes, slowly walked towards Swamp Town.

The streets of the noisy swamp town were filled with flames, and the crimson flames reflected half the sky.

In the smoke of gunpowder, the sound of the collapse of the force came and went.

Hemmer suddenly laughed, and his smile was bleak.

It is both self-deprecation and shame.

A few months ago, he was mourning the depraving of Anaheim, but now he has committed another atrocity with his own hands.

The dragon slayer boy eventually became a dragon.

Now that I have fallen into the quagmire, what can I do if I sink a little deeper?

He raised his hand and summoned the herald, and coldly ordered, "No human being will be left behind who will take up arms to resist." ”

The shadow of death hung over the night, and the relentless elves swept through the colony like hungry wolves, immersed in slaughter and plunder.

Hemmer's face glowed with fire, and he walked into the hell he had created.

The brutal slaughter continued into the middle of the night, with less than 200 of the 800 mercenaries surviving, and the rest of the townspeople suffering numerous casualties.

Until the entire swamp town was burned, a large number of gold coins were carried in front of Hemer in boxes, and nearly four thousand men, women, and children who were frightened and shackled.

Stepping into the mud puddle with a banner painted with Mirmidia, Hemmer beckoned expressionlessly and returned to the Lost Gate with a plundering army.

Behind them, hellish waste, houses still crumbling and fires raging all night.

In the early hours of the next morning, when the Count of Helmut and his army hurried in, they were presented with a dead ruin.

His most trusted captain, Roshigio, was pinned to a stake wall, his legs swaying in the sea breeze.

The sadness was evident on the faces of each soldier.

The Count turned over and dismounted, picked up a Milmidia banner that had fallen into a mud puddle on the ground, gently wiped the ashes off it, and handed it to his accompanying guards.

He took off his frog-faced helmet, and his eyes swept over the ruins with extreme grief, as if he had aged for decades.

A child, who was only a few years old, escaped by hiding in a bucket, and when he saw the Earl's figure, he stumbled to the Count and fell to his knees and wept.

The Earl of Helmut lifted up the dirty child, his forehead was bruised, and his eyes were almost crazy, but he still tried his best to hold back, and asked softly, "Son, tell me who did it!" I'm going to make them pay for it with blood! ”

"It's an elf... My lord, the High Elves have attacked our camp. The boy choked up and said, "Last night countless High Elves suddenly killed me, Lord Rohigio... Father... Mom, all of them... None survived. ”

"Damn it!" Helmut drew his saber and slammed it into the ground.

Thousands of mercenaries, bloodshot eyes, grabbed their weapons one by one, eager to find out the despicable attackers and put them to death now.