"Missing? What is missing? Didn't you just report that you have locked his trace?"
Marquis Vincent yelled at the herald in front of him at the Temporary Command Office of the Pegasus Legion.
"It was locked just now... but now... and... I can't find it again..."
"Trash! Keep looking for me! You want to see people when you are born, and you want to see corpses when you die! Colin Angelet is such a big living person, can he still fly?"
"yes!"
After the herald left in a hurry, Marquis Vincent picked up the water glass and just took a sip, but was burned. He was so angry that he hit the ground directly and shouted:
"Who prepared the tea? Are you trying to scald me to death!"
A servant next to him knelt on the ground trembling, begging for mercy.
Chi!
The sword light flashed, and the poor guy's head was chopped off by Marquis Vincent just like that.
Looking at the blood flowing all over the ground, Marquis Vincent finally vented his anger.
Putting away the long sword, the Marquis returned to the military map again and remained silent.
The attendants and other officers in the command post naturally did not dare to show their air, for fear of being angered by the Marquis.
Before this battle started, Marquis Vincent could be said to have a plan in mind.
But when more and more half-elves, instead of black cavalry, rushed down from the Thorn Mountain, the Marquis became irritable.
Everyone began to have a thought in their minds - won't they be tricked by the northerners
I don't know how long it took, but the shouting and killing outside gradually subsided.
A knight from the Eastern Realm strode into the command post and reported: "Master Marquis, the battle is over. This time our army has won a complete victory, killing more than 2,000 half-elves and capturing more than 4,000 people. More than 3,000 charred bodies were also found on Thorn Mountain... "
"They're all half-elves?"
"Yes, they are all half-elves. As for humans, there are only about a hundred people. Judging from the equipment, they should be all black cavalry. When they tried to break out of the encirclement, they were all killed by our army."
"Where's Colin Angelet?"
"have not Get it yet… "
Marquis Vincent did not speak, and the camp fell into an unbearable silence again.
It stands to reason that in the battle of Thorn Mountain, the Eastern Territory had indeed "won a complete victory", but now, none of them dared to show the joy that a victor should have.
After a long time, Marquis Vincent finally spoke again, and the complacency before the war was long gone in his tone:
"So, are we being deceived? What is hidden in the Thorn Mountain is not the Black Cavalry Army at all, but the Half-Elf Army?"
"Yes."
"Where is the real black cavalry now?" Marquis Vincent murmured to himself in a daze.
An officer reminded in a low voice: "My lord, will the Black Cavalry be hiding in Silvermoon City?"
"Silvermoon City?"
Marquis Vincent suddenly changed his face and shouted anxiously:
"Quick! Go and inform Oston, let him lead the army back immediately!"
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"Master Viscount Alston, Her Majesty the Queen invites you and Lord Marquis Vincent to rest in the city."
"Didn't your Majesty the Queen go out of the city to meet the Marquis in person? Isn't this rude?"
The half-elf envoy choked slightly, and then explained with a smile: "Master Viscount, Her Majesty is not in good health today, so she cannot go out. I hope you can understand me."
Viscount Alston sneered, "Then let Viscount Angelet come out to greet him."
"This... How can we ask Viscount Angelet to do anything..."
"Hmph! Go back and tell Viscount Angelet that I'll wait for him outside the city until noon. If after noon, he hasn't led Vera out of the city to meet Marquis Vincent, then don't blame me for breaking into Silvermoon City." Go, catch him and Vera!"
The half-elf envoy's eyes widened, obviously not expecting Viscount Alston to turn his face so suddenly.
"Master Viscount... why are you doing this?"
Viscount Alston waved his hand impatiently, and scolded: "Okay, I don't bother to talk to you. You go back to the city immediately and bring my words to Viscount Angelet.
I also warned Her Majesty the Queen that it is best to see the current situation clearly and not let this beautiful garden city be reduced to ruins. "
The half-elf envoy looked at the frosty Viscount Alston, broke out in a cold sweat, and left in a hurry.
Seeing the other party's embarrassed back, Viscount Alston snorted coldly with disdain, and ordered: "Send my military order, prepare to attack the city!"
"yes!"
With an order, the soldiers of the 40,000 Tianma Legion took action immediately, and soon surrounded Silver Moon City.
Generally speaking, the focus of siege warfare is to "surround three and one", but Viscount Alston directly surrounded Silvermoon City on all sides.
This is undoubtedly a kind of contempt.
From the perspective of the people in the East, even if the army of the half-elf kingdom is driven to a dead end, it will not pose much threat.
The only thing that could pose a threat to the Pegasus Army was the remnant army of the Black Cavalry Army.
Thinking of this, Viscount Alston looked back towards the southwest direction of Silvermoon City, where thick smoke was indeed rising.
Smiling triumphantly, Viscount Alston ordered to his subordinates: "Prepare me lunch, the fall of a garden city is the best accompaniment to the meal."
"yes."
Time passed little by little, and there was no news from Silvermoon City.
It seemed that Queen Aisha and Viscount Angelet had made up their minds to stick to it to the end.
When the sun was high in the middle of the sky, Viscount Alston sat down at the small dining table arranged on the battlefield, tied the napkin on his chest gracefully, picked up the knife and fork, cut off a piece of beef, and ordered road:
"Siege."
woo—
Accompanied by the resounding sound of bugles, the soldiers from the east began to attack Silvermoon City.
They carried the siege logs and climbed the wooden ladder, and rushed towards the four city gates nimbly.
But what puzzled them was that the expected rain of arrows never came.
Many people from the east have already begun to laugh at themselves—the half-elves have been scared out of their wits, right
At this moment, the four gates of Silvermoon City suddenly opened at the same time.
The soldiers in the Eastern Realm slowed down with some doubts, thinking, could it be that the half-elves finally figured it out and were ready to surrender
Viscount Alston also saw Silvermoon City with its gates open from a distance, and the beef that had just been delivered to his mouth also stopped.
"It's too late to surrender now, order the whole army to continue the attack."
"yes."
Viscount Alston was determined to teach the half-elf a lesson.
Moreover, his lunch needs a dinner show.
After all, they have already started pretending to be x, so naturally they have to pretend to the end.
Even if the opponent doesn't want to cooperate, Viscount Alston will never agree.
But immediately, the ground suddenly began to tremble.
The sound of rumbling horseshoes suddenly overwhelmed the horns of the Pegasus Legion, and became the only main voice on the battlefield.
"Master Viscount, it is estimated that the surrender team of half elves has come out." The servant said with a smile.
But Viscount Alston did not laugh.
His face instantly turned extremely pale.
How could the surrendering team have such power
This is clearly an army of cavalry!
Sure enough, in the next second, he saw a black cavalry team rushing out of the open city gate like sharp arrows.
With the momentum of the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, the siege army from the east that was about to come to Silvermoon City was instantly crushed!
(end of this chapter)