Chapter 348 347. Vampires can only suck blood

Sitting on a tall hybrid horse, Alama, wearing heavy armor, looked far ahead at the continuous demon positions, his brows slightly furrowed, feeling puzzled.

Sigimund...actually gave up the defensive advantages and range gains of the Scarlet Spire and chose to attack with all his troops to have a fair field battle with him?

His original plan this time was to use ultra-long-range weapons like the "Chariot" to harass the opponent and force Sigismund to come out to fight. Now the harassment has just begun, and the opponent has given up defense.

Alama did not deny that Sigismund's army was stronger than his own overall, but it was obviously not overwhelming.

In a head-on battle, Alama also has a high chance of winning.

Sigismund could not have been unaware of this.

Did the head coach change? Or was there a trap he wasn't aware of?

Combining the intelligence, Alama thought about many possibilities, and finally looked in the direction of Eleanor's army.

Speaking of traps, the most likely person to be used as a surprise force is this female vampire with poor command ability.

Until this moment, she was still standing far away, watching indifferently.

Alama originally thought that both sides brought their personal conflicts into the battlefield, but now it seems that they were just performing for him.

"Send a message!" Alama ordered the messenger beside him, "Send three times as many scouts to closely monitor the movements of the Eleanor troops! Report any unusual movements immediately! Without my order, all frontline troops must maintain their formations and refrain from advancing!"

At the same time, in front of the demon army.

The elite demon warriors have been arranged into an attack formation, and at the forefront of the demon array are some bound ferocious monsters. Their restless growls are intertwined with the sound of the soldiers' armor clashing, and the air is filled with bloodthirsty desire.

The most eye-catching thing is the team wearing dark blood-red armor at the back of the line. They are the most powerful core combat force under Sigismund, the Blood Knights!

All of them are half-vampires of at least the gold rank, and some of them are even real vampires with titles.

Everything is ready, the arrow is strung.

However, the adjutant looked around anxiously, but did not find the figure of Duke Sigismund, the supreme commander who was supposed to be there to inspire morale and give orders!

"Where is the Lord? Has anyone seen the Duke?!" The adjutant couldn't help but raise his voice and asked the generals and guards around him, with a hint of anxiety in his voice.

How can the coach be absent at this critical moment?

At this moment, a bat flapped its wings and flew from the direction of the Scarlet Spire, finally hovering in front of the adjutant.

"The Duke has ordered that this battle be led by you."

"Me?!" The adjutant's pupils shrank suddenly, and he pointed at himself, almost unable to believe his ears, "Where is the Duke?"

…

The adjutant's beloved Duke Sigimund was currently in the kitchen of the Scarlet Spire.

A piece of meat with a rough texture and whose original species could not be identified was casually roasted on the fire, then sprinkled with a pinch of salt and taken a bite with anticipation.

"Pooh--!"

Almost instantly, the intense physical discomfort made him vomit.

It's not because the taste is so indescribably bad, but because this vampire's body fundamentally rejects ordinary food, as if it cannot digest it even if it eats it and can only spit it out as it is.

"Come to think of it, vampires only seem to drink blood..." Lin Jun suddenly remembered that Xiaozhu had this setting.

Finding blood was easy in the vampire base. He found the container where the blood was stored and carefully took a small sip.

He smacked his lips and savored the taste carefully. This was his first time experiencing eating blood with the senses of a vampire.

It feels like... drinking a slightly sticky sauce with a strong rusty smell.

"Oh..." Lin Jun couldn't help but sigh, feeling very disappointed.

It seems that there is no hope of tasting the world's delicacies using this vampire's body.

The life of a vampire doesn't seem as enjoyable as imagined.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Deep in his mind, Sigimund's voice, suppressing his anger, sounded again.

"What do you want to do? I want to eat delicious food!" Lin Jun answered as a matter of course, his tone full of regret.

But Sigimund's question was clearly not about that. His voice was filled with deep suspicion and a hint of barely perceptible confusion: "Are you not someone sent by Allama?"

The creatures were drawn in by the "strange dream" that connected them to Alama's daughter, and just at this critical moment, Alama coincidentally launched a full-scale attack...

Putting all this together, Sigismund was almost certain that the strange existence occupying his body was a trap set by Alama!

The purpose was to lure his army out to die and then hand him over to Alama as a trophy.

Then the only option left for him is to die together with his enemy.

But seeing the other person sighing over the food, he became a little uncertain.

Lin Jun ignored him and dug out some candies and stuffed them into her mouth.

Of course, the order was given randomly, but Lin Jun would never hand over Sigismund himself.

sweet!

Fortunately, the body does not reject sweetness.

He simply carried the entire sugar jar and strolled back to the external observation platform.

At this time, the battlefield below was completely boiling.

In the early stages of the battle, both sides maintained considerable restraint, focusing on long-range attacks and small-team probing.

On the human side, Alama is always wary of possible deadly traps.

On the demon side, the adjutant who was forced to do so was even more frightened. He did not dare to take any risks at all and only dared to adopt the most conservative and safest defense strategy.

However, as the battle continued, Alama's keen battlefield sense detected something unusual.

Didn’t Sigismund take command himself?

He cannot be absent in such a decisive battle!

unless……

A bold guess that had never occurred to him before suddenly popped into Alama's mind.

Did something happen to Sigismund himself?

His condition is so bad that... the one commanding the demon army now is not him at all?

This thought made Alama's breathing suddenly become heavy and his heart beat violently.

Chance!

No matter who is commanding the opposing team now, after several rounds of exploratory confrontations, Alama has already roughly figured out the opponent's background.

He is definitely not a complete rookie like Eleanor, but he is just an ordinary general with average standards and nothing special!

Alama no longer hesitated. Under his deliberate guidance and relentless pressure, the offensive of the human coalition suddenly became extremely fierce. The adjutant in temporary command was caught between a rock and a hard place and was forced to send the ace Blood Knights into the battlefield to try to stabilize the shaky defense line on the right.

"Now is the time! Hemlock Knight, charge with me!" The opportunity Alama had been waiting for finally appeared!

With a roar, he personally led his most elite Hemlock Knights and fiercely charged towards the Blood Knights!

…

So awesome, Pinky’s dad.

Lin Jun lay on the edge of the observation platform, watching in amazement.

On the battlefield below, the Hemlock Knights led by Duke Alama launched an extremely fierce attack. After only a few minutes of confrontation, the originally powerful Blood Knights were defeated by his fierce attack and were clearly at a disadvantage.

In his mind, Sigismund saw that his ace troops, which he had painstakingly built up, were being suppressed in such a way and his family business was being madly lost. He was so anxious that he wanted to "die together".

"Alright, alright, I got it, why are you in such a hurry!" Lin Jun muttered, and poured all the remaining sugar in the sugar jar in his arms into his mouth. He chewed it twice, feeling the cheap sweetness melting in his mouth, and then reluctantly returned the control of his body.

"Be careful, don't die easily, Xiaoxi!" At the moment of handover, Lin Jun did not forget to give a caring reminder.

"Bah!" The first thing Sigismund did after regaining control was to spit out the inferior candy mixture in his mouth. He had no place to vent his accumulated anger, so he punched the solid stone wall next to him, creating a spider-web-shaped dent!

There was no time to think about this strange encounter and the damn intruder, and there was no time to even tidy up my appearance.

The scarlet light in Sigimund's eyes grew brighter, and black mist surged around him. He transformed into a bat and rushed towards the fighting knights at an astonishing speed.

"Your Excellency the Duke!" The adjutant, who was struggling to hold on and was almost killed, almost burst into tears.

"Finally coming out, you damned rat!"

When enemies meet, their eyes are full of jealousy. Alama's sword and Sigimund's bloody claws soon collided with each other!

Lin Jun simulated it in his mind. If he had controlled it himself, Sigmund's hand would have been sent flying...

(End of this chapter)