After three days of arduous travel, the old general of the Duchy of Roland looked exhausted, with five men standing behind him.
Apart from the Glory-level member from the Duchy of Roland, the remaining four were from the hired mercenary squad.
The four were all dressed in black, with burning purple flame patterns on their chests and a line of golden words faintly visible in the middle.
Purple Fire Mercenary Group!
The old general gazed at the distant city and ordered his soldiers to eat something and rest briefly.
Once noon has passed, launch an immediate attack.
"If there are any experts in the city, we will have to trouble the four of you then!"
The old general spoke very politely to the four members of the Purple Fire Mercenary Group.
As for the remaining Glory-level figure, he was his bodyguard, responsible for protecting his safety; otherwise, if he were beheaded, the army would surely collapse.
The four nodded slightly, their faces displaying identical indifference.
What kind of experts could be found in these northwestern kingdoms? This was the shared thought in their minds.
The old general of the Duchy of Roland gazed at the distant city, silently observing, and sensed that something was amiss.
He had heard of the prosperity of industry and commerce in Dragon Territory, where every city was exceptionally bustling.
But the Ghost Dragon City in front of us was a little too deserted.
The old general, with his white hair and beard, wrinkled face, and age spots, squinted his eyes. If he wasn't mistaken, the news had probably been leaked.
This allowed the Ghost Dragon City to prepare in advance.
He glanced back at the soldiers who had just finished eating, and immediately ordered them to advance without hesitation.
As the army pressed in, he saw swords and spears standing guard on the city walls. An old general, also with white hair and beard, was surrounded by several people and stared at him.
"Old Jenny!"
The old general of the Duchy of Roland suddenly flew into a rage; he never expected to encounter a traitor to his country here.
Old Jenny's expression was complicated, and he was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected to be facing his former boss and comrade-in-arms.
"Old General..."
"Shut up!"
The old general of the Duchy of Roland rebuked him, glaring at him: "If you have any conscience left, open the city gates and surrender immediately. I will even risk my old face to ensure your safety before His Majesty!"
Old Jenny was silent for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile: "General, you should know that I had no choice but to surrender to save 50,000 men. There's no need to resort to such divisive tactics!"
The old general knew he would never surrender, and his words were merely an attempt to sow discord between him and the people behind him.
But one can only say that the old general was overthinking things, or that he knew nothing at all. Having signed a contract, how could he possibly have the chance to betray it?
The old general snorted coldly, glancing behind Old Jenny, and secretly narrowed his eyes.
There stood four people, their auras obscure, indicating they were all at the Glory level, and it was unclear how many troops were in the city.
"Could you four please help me probe the city and, if possible, find out how many troops are in it?"
The old general addressed the four members of the Purple Fire Mercenary Group.
The four nodded, drew identical purple longswords from behind, shoved their toes into the ground, unleashed their fighting spirit, and rose into the air, their bodies surrounded by halos of light.
One is at the third level of Glory, two are at the fifth level of Glory, and the one that lights up the slowest has a full eight halos around its body, making it a peak Glory.
The four men leaped onto the city wall, their auras chilling and sharp, clearly indicating they were seasoned battlefield veterans who had seen countless deaths.
Old Jenny suddenly felt a little guilty. He glanced at one of the soldiers guarding the city in the distance, and only after seeing that person did he breathe a sigh of relief after nodding slightly to him and giving him a thumbs up.
Honestly, if he really had four Glory-level opponents standing behind him, he wouldn't panic; he would at least have a fighting chance.
But the problem now is that there are four puppets standing behind him.
He still remembered what the alchemist had told him: "Don't worry, my puppets will protect you!"
The alchemist's confident demeanor at the time convinced him.
But now, facing four Glory-level experts attacking him, he was still a little trembling.
Four puppets clad in black robes, their eyes gleaming slightly—the light emitted when activated—leaped into the air, heading towards the four experts from the Purple Fire Mercenary Group.
Upon meeting, a single clash resulted in the four puppets being cleaved in two.
Old Johnny remained silent.
"So weak!"
The thought popped into the minds of several experts from the Purple Fire Mercenary Group at the same time. The next moment, the four puppets that had been cut in half wrapped around them like snakes, followed by four fireworks blooming in the sky.
"The art of explosion!"
The alchemist hidden among the soldiers had a dazed look in his eyes, but soon he shook his head regretfully: "The power of the explosion is too weak; we need more violent energy."
Amidst the four bursts of fireworks, four figures swiftly emerged, their black outfits tattered, revealing dark, muscular bodies and numerous injuries covering their skin.
The metal fragments from the exploding puppet caused extensive cuts, and one person even lost an eye.
And the extensive burns caused during the explosion.
The four were in a terrible state, yet filled with rage.
"asshole!"
The four men looked at Old Jenny and quickly surrounded him.
Old Jenny remained expressionless. Did these guys really think this was the end of it?
The moment the four men rapidly approached the city wall, three figures among the defending soldiers suddenly sprang into action.
Li Ming, a heavily armored knight, a burly man!
The four were startled, but after they came to their senses, they became somewhat disdainful.
Although they were seriously injured, these three guys at the second or third level of Glory Realm couldn't stop them.
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