On the second day of the coup, the fighting between the rebels and the royalists became more and more intense, and the people were still miserable.

"Boom!" A lime bullet exploded in a dense column of royalist soldiers, and after suffering heavy casualties, the unit collapsed in morale and turned around and fled.

"Brigade commander, they're withdrawing!"

"We managed to repel three attacks! A congratulatory gift for the new king," the rebel colonel shouted excitedly.

One of the grenadiers warned: "Brigade commander, look at the forest, another army is coming. ”

"It's just in time, what are they doing?"

"The Crucible Skull Banner is the voodoo apologetic, and it doesn't seem like there are many people."

"Hmph, even those cultists dare to argue with our well-trained soldiers. Fucking death! The artillery company prepares a salvo and gives them a greeting gift with shells! ”

The artillery fire instantly covered the forest on the outskirts of the royal capital, and the cathar soldiers, along with the bushes and ancient trees, turned to ashes, and the shells tossed the dirt over, and the groundwater seeped to the surface, forming a large area of muddy swamp.

The rebel colonel stomped his feet and cheered: "Hahaha! Refreshing! Die to Lao Tzu! ”

"Wait...... It seems that there are still living people, still approaching the city walls. ”

"How is that possible?" The colonel snatched the binoculars from the adjutant's hand.

I could vaguely see the figure moving in the smoke, and as the smoke cleared, the scene in the eyepiece gradually became clear, and the colonel was shocked by the scene in front of him:

"Damn! Are those humans? What the hell is it? ”

It was a horrific sight, with a horde of terrifying-looking monsters slowly crawling through the muddy moor.

Some of them looked like gargoyles from mythology, walked on powerful hooves, had sharp claws on their forelimbs, winged membranes on their backs, and bat-like heads bared with teeth and rancid saliva dripping from the corners of their mouths.

Something even more terrifying, a four-legged beast covered in pale skin, resembles a legged caterpillar magnified a thousandfold, with no eyes and a ring of sharp fangs in its mouth.

The leader was a high-ranking Voodoo priest shrouded in black robes, and he was like a shepherd, driving these unspeakable monsters towards the walls of the royal capital.

It turned out that as early as a week ago, the Voodoo Cult's space-time rift experiment was a great success, and they successfully opened multiple rift portals and summoned a large number of monsters from the other world.

With the contract signed with the Demon Lord of the Otherworld,

The Dark Sect Diamund Shivepar has become the commander-in-chief of this monster army, and he has betrayed his fellow humans to help the Otherworldly army invade the dimension where human civilization is located.

Originally, he planned to temporarily hide his strength and open a larger space-time rift to summon more powerful monsters to help in the battle, but a sudden military coup disrupted this plan.

The Rafalite royal family, who supported Voodoo, was almost wiped out, and this terrifying otherworldly army was hastily sent into battle.

One of the Templars in the rebels drew a cross on his chest: "Look! The ghosts of hell walk the human world! This is blasphemy against the divine gods! ”

The colonel pulled out his saber: "It doesn't matter if he is a human or a ghost, he will die to Lao Tzu!"

Artillery battery, fire! Get all your ammo out! ”

The steel weapons of war roared, the earth roared under the relentless thump, and the shockwave shattered all glass in its vicinity.

Large-caliber cannon shells crushed the monster's massive body, crushing it into pulp, shrapnel fragments pierced through the thick monster skin, and fireballs from incendiary shells devoured the four-legged monsters at once, roasting them.

The rebel colonel burst into ecstasy: "Very good, those ghost things can be killed!" Hit me hard! ”

But he seriously underestimated the number of monsters, although these otherworldly creatures are not intelligent or agile, but they are superior to the number of them and are not afraid of death, and they also have a variety of abilities.

"Brigadier Commander, look at the sky! Those gargoyles, ghosts, are flying! ”

"Don't panic, just drag a big body with those chick wings, laughing to death, they can neither fly high nor far, line infantry, salvo!"

"Not good! Some monsters have burrowed into the dirt and infiltrated the city! We're at odds with the enemy on our backs! ”

Half an hour later, the news reached the throne room of the Solan Palace.

Wells Canterbury, the robber with the crown, was so startled that he turned his back and forth in circles, and when he saw that another scout had returned, he hurriedly asked:

"How's the battle going on the front?"

The scout's face was extremely ugly: "Your Majesty, the situation is not optimistic, the two divisions stationed at the city wall have lost their positions and retreated towards the city. ”

"How is that possible? We have 300 heavy guns! ”

The scout's face was pale, and he trembled and said:

"There are many types of monsters, some can fly short distances, pounce down and tear our soldiers apart with their claws, some can burrow into the dirt and attack from under their feet, swallowing whole people in one gulp, and the most terrifying is a four-legged monster that is comparable to a brute bull, they devour everything, human flesh, masonry, and even glass are chewed to pieces!"

Wells slapped the table hard: "These damn shit! Don't let them spoil my good deeds! Send the grenadier division in the inner city as well! ”

The staff officer said: "Your Majesty, with the current chaotic situation, we can't figure out what powerful hole cards the Voodoo Cult has.

It is better to avoid its edge and keep the main force to withdraw from the royal capital. ”

"Absolutely not!" Wells decisively refused: "I finally put on the crown, and leaving the throne is tantamount to giving up the throne!" Abdicated after only one day of coronation, do you want me to be the laughing stock of the whole world? ”

The sound of firefighting from outside the palace became clearer and clearer, and it was obvious that it could not be held.

The staff officer shook his head and thought to himself: No, Wells is so entricked by power and wealth, if he continues like this, he will kill everyone, and I have to find a chance to escape.

A monster broke into the palace garden and was soon shot and killed.

Rosemary couldn't hold back any longer: "Honey, maybe we should really withdraw." ”

"My lovely beauty, don't be afraid, I still have an army."

In the afternoon, when the Voodoo Cult was about to storm the center of the royal capital, the King of Wales played his cards, all the reserves of the rebels

Five elite infantry divisions, plus two heavy cavalry brigades,

These troops had been hiding at the ammunition depot in the royal capital, and they were immediately ordered to launch a full-scale attack.

Half an hour later, the scout finally brought good news: "Your Majesty, our counteroffensive has worked!" The monsters were killed one by one, and our cavalry brigade cut off the heads of the high priests of Voodoo! ”

"Very well, go out in one go, I'm going to kill that old god stick of Diamund! Bring the war horse, and the widow wants to drive the expedition in person! ”

Wells Canterbury took his lover by the hand and walked out of the throne room and into the royal garden.

Suddenly, there was a sound of a huge wing membrane flapping in the sky, and a huge black shadow enveloped the entire garden

It was a rotting beast whose dragon knight Kassandra had returned on her Plague Dragon, and the Dark Sect had ordered her to get rid of the rebel leader.

One of the servants exclaimed, "Oh my God, it's a dragon!" We're dead! ”

"Coward!" Wells knocked down the manservant with a punch and shouted, "There's nothing to be afraid of, knock it down!" He then snatched the carbine of one of the cavalrymen and fired into the air.

Bullets couldn't hurt the dragon's body, the monster was long dead, and only bloodthirsty souls were left in the massive carrion bones.

The dragon knight Kassandra sat upright on the saddle with an extremely arrogant expression: "Baby, those ants are really self-defeating to shoot at us, give them a taste of the plague of natural disasters!" ”

The plague dragon circled and swooped down toward the ground, opening its rotting jaws and pouring out the breath of death.

Rosemary Midknight was terrified, her golden eyes staring at the sky, and a dark green fog fell from the sky, flooding the entire palace.

Legend of the Heroes of Valstad