Dwarves, green-skinned orcs, imperial races, high elves, wood elves, dark elves, and even ratmen. So many races appeared in the lands of Canaan.
Some belonged to Canaan, while others belonged to the enemy.
4,000+ Free Militia and 800+ Tier 4 Sons of Sigmar infantry, like ants swarming with prey, were picked up by a giant's fingers. Then, the dark mass of ant-like dots trembled and fell off, some with the corpses of Canaanites, others with the corpses of Imperial rebels.
The corpses were piled up on the ground, like hundreds or thousands of manure piles, waiting for typhoid and frostbite to descend.
Countless ants charged forward, attacking the Canaanite courtyard, while large numbers of soldiers on the left and right wings also gathered.
They seemed fearless, but in reality, their morale was declining.
From a bird's-eye view, Su Yue used intermediate ballistics to survey the entire battlefield. The Tier 5 Hal Gangsi Executioner, wielding a greatsword, heavily armored and clad in a crimson cloak, relentlessly engaged the elite Imperial rebels scaling the city walls. As a counter-infantry force, a killing machine, the unit's overall resilience was exceptionally strong. However, Su Yue's only regret was the sheer number of Imperial troops surrounding him.
This prevented him from fully utilizing his "Soldier King" advantage, as well as the +40% combat power boost from his "Outer God Lord" trait. Even so, Europa's 70% general advantage allowed them to withstand an enemy and rebel army several times their size, especially when these imperial rebels were already at a morale disadvantage.
Morale in war becomes a benchmark for judging victory or defeat.
Troops whose morale has collapsed will always be the first to break down.
The collapse of morale was like a domino effect, seemingly contagious. Once the first unit fell, panic and fear would spread to the next. A force of 20,000 could rout even faster than an army of 20,000 pigs. Once humanity loses its will to resist, it is doomed to a Waterloo-like defeat.
— "Corruption: As a Cthulhu god, you can corrupt the creatures around you, transforming them into Cthulhu pantheon forces and the ability to generate amorphous entities, naturally increasing your rank by 2 to 3 tiers (most likely 1 tier)."
Beside Su Yue, the third-tier Innsmouth gunner and the fifth-tier Innsmouth Sigmar's son, stood up from the pile of half-dead corpses.
Thus began the fuse that ignited, or rather the start of, the collapse of the imperial rebellion.
"The...the undead??"
"how so?"
"Our dead and soldiers are rising from the dead, and their guns are pointed at us!!" The power of the evil god and the Outer God spread and rippled from around Su Yue's body into the distance.
Su Yue exists as a demigod.
At this moment, the quality of his life had surpassed that of ordinary mortal lords; his ability to take heads from the front lines of an enemy army was clear proof of this quality. Even a Phoenix King like Malekith was no match for him before reaching the 7th rank.
Lord's Log: "You corrupted the dying Imperial rebel forces, transforming them into Cthulhu creatures: 85 Tier 3 Innsmouth Pikemen, 40 Tier 5 Sons of Sigmar, 29 Tier 6 Innsmouth Nobles, 9 Tier 7 Deep Ones (transformed from Tier 6 Imperial Silver Bullet Musketeers), and 2 Tier 8 Flying Polyps."
—Flying polyps: Tier 8 semi-invisible flying life form, a hydra hovering in the void, with five round toes, capable of casting mental attacks on enemies.
A level 7 Deep One, shrouded in darkness, its entire body covered in wrinkled fish skin.
They are a "marine humanoid race with fish-like features and near-eternal lifespans," and there are even rumors that they can build a city on the seabed; if the Reik Empire's Royal Guard is the symbol of the Reik territory of the Empire, then the Deep Ones before us are the dividing line between the high-level strength of Cthulhu Tier 7 units.
"A seventh-tier corrupted Cthulhu unit??"
"There's also an 8th tier... giant jellyfish?"
Holy crap!!!
Looking at Su Yue from the side, those mutated and corrupted flying hydras looked exactly like enormous jellyfish... Just when he was wondering when he would be able to obtain the eighth-tier champion team, an unexpected surprise came his way.
"!!!"
Su Yue never expected such an unexpected surprise. He had planned to crush the enemy's forces, establish a morale advantage, and then reverse the situation to defeat them. Therefore, he personally used his corrupted power as a demigod to intervene on the battlefield.
I never imagined that the [Corruption] skill would be this useful.
In ancient times, being the first to charge was a great achievement. The Tier 6 Imperial Silver Bullet Musketeers may seem like ranged units, but given their rank, they also possess extremely strong melee capabilities. Su Yue's [Corruption] did not promote them to Tier 8 creatures; instead, they were only Tier 7. This indicates that not all creatures described were promoted to Tier 2 or 3, and there is a high probability and possibility that they were only promoted to Tier 1 of Corruption.
Two transparent, viscous-like 8th-order flying polyps floated in front of the Imperial rebels.
The murmurs and whispers of the evil god accelerated the collapse of morale among the already demoralized imperial rebels, who had lost their supreme commander.
"monster……"
"An enemy monster has been spotted ahead."
"Boom! Boom!" The umpteenth volley of catapults swept overhead, and the core of the Imperial rebels, the first batch of about 200 free militiamen, raised their white flags in the siege under the terrifying attack of the Tier 8 creatures, showing signs of defeat and escape.
Seeing this, a dangerous glint appeared on Su Yue's lips.
"attack!!"
The terrifying Cthulhu creatures of Innsmouth were not completely dead before they were corrupted into Cthulhu beings; rather, they were severely injured and on the verge of death. Even after their resurrection, their injuries were not fully healed.
However, the terrifying blessing of the "Outer God Lord" is also present.
With the added strength of Su Yue, the White Horse Lord, and the influence of the Canaan Lord's iron army and unyielding nature, the scales of victory are actually tilting in Canaan's favor.
Andy Arellforin stared in shock at the black raindrops falling from the city wall. "This is impossible..."
"Sir, we need to rest... morale is about to collapse!!!"
"A monster! A huge monster has appeared at the front lines!!"
“An 8th-tier species… An 8th-tier champion species has appeared in the enemy forces.”
“An evil god. Someone in the Canaanite territory has recruited and worshipped an evil god.”
Andy Arellforin stared in shock at the location of the central courtyard. The massive collapse of the Imperial rebel forces made him feel that the situation was spiraling out of control. What made him even more alarmed was that the gates of the enemy's Canaanite territory had suddenly opened at this moment?
The two terrifying level 8 flying hydras released their ability to temporarily become invisible; their attacks were not simply physical assaults.
Instead, it floated in mid-air like a floating object, releasing the unique panic characteristic of Cthulhu.
Lord's Log: "Flying Hydra, Tier 8 Cthulhu Mythos creature, inflicts fear on troops and reduces enemy morale by 5."
The Tier 7 Deep One, influenced by Su Yue's "Outer God Lord: Your Cthulhu pantheon soldiers' combat power +40%.", displayed a dominance not even shown by the Reik Guard in the Canaan Territory. During the siege, a sharp blade appeared in the central courtyard, piercing back into the attacking forces.
Su Yue smiled.
Until you actually go to the battlefield, no one knows what will happen...
"Interesting, so very interesting..."
"Hahaha."
"I myself had doubts about whether we could defeat the High Elves' forces, Europa."
"exist."
"Now, let's launch a frontal assault and finish this quickly."
With a Tier 7 Dagon and Hydra followers, a Tier 7 Deep One, and a Tier 8 jellyfish with mental attacks by his side, and the appearance of the Flying Hydra, Su Yue decided to take control of the new rhythm of the entire battlefield.
"Open the city gates and prepare to launch a counterattack. We must make the enemy feel the pain."
Fear, death, the sanity reduction caused by Cthulhu, and the mental shock caused by the Tier 8 flying hydra caused the troops in Midgard to continuously flow backward.
It's like a river suddenly being reversed, with the high point now at a low point, and the water flowing down to the low-lying area; or like a collapsing domino, a situation gradually unfolding from a small collapse to a major collapse, from a small flood to a major flood.
Andy Arelford roared furiously, "Immediately, regain command of the troops! Where are the officers?! All officers, hold off their counterattack!!!"
The Canaanese launched a fierce counterattack less than 30 minutes after they began their plan to divide their forces for battle.
"Trench!!!"
“Aim at their counterattack positions…”
"My lord, their city gates have been opened!"
"What???"
Andy Arellforin stared in disbelief at the gates of the Canaanite territory ahead, which were casually opened to the sides. The troops that were supposed to lead their cavalry into the gates lacked the morale to command them to make such an offensive move.
Numerous white flags appeared atop the soldiers' ranks, and the officers' orders began to spiral out of control. Their flags, symbols of command authority, were carelessly tossed onto the battlefield, trampled underfoot by the second-tier blind warriors of the Canaanite territory and a motley crew. Fear and panic spread like a contagious disease within the sight of the imperial rebels.
In Total War, the top of the campaign bar is the health bar, and the gray bar below is not the blue bar, but the morale value, which symbolizes morale. Once the enemy is attacked by panic, magic, siege, trampling by large creatures, or shot, or after two-thirds of the troops are killed or wounded, morale will naturally collapse.
Andy Arellfornan watched incredulously as the central courtyard launched its counterattack.
At the central gate of the Canaanite territory, a line of black steel troops first emerged, and then, like a burst abscess, a large amount of pus spread outward from the darkness of the city...
Those who surrender will not be killed!!!
"Don't kill me...I surrender!!"
"They're infected! They've all been infected with the disease and frostbite!!"
"The eel banner of Canaan has corrupted us with evil." A veteran of the war wailed, laid down his weapon, and knelt before Lord Su Yue of the White Horse. At this moment, the dark clouds and smoke in the sky had transformed into the fruits of victory, seemingly swaying on the trees, waiting for the Canaanite lord to pluck them at any moment.
Walter asked, "Sir, shall we charge now?"
Su Yue's gaze was fixed on the distant forest. With breaches and decay appearing in the central courtyard, the Imperial rebels' second reaction would undoubtedly be to regroup their previously scattered forces. Therefore, he needed to launch a decisive charge to sever the three-way support and convergence of the Imperial rebels, completely shattering their will to fight.
"The troops on the southwest and east sides, as well as the right and left wings, need to be separated and attacked one by one."
Gregory.
"exist."
"I've been busy defending the city and I look a little tired," said Gregory.
"You're in charge of stopping their left wing."
"Walter."
"grown ups."
"Block their right flank; now we only have one objective left."
Europa's high morale and the powerful corrupted forces of Cthulhu behind the Canaanite lord, like a torrent or an unstoppable dagger, parted the wheat fields on both sides and swiftly pierced the heart of the enemy army with the speed of harvesting wheat.
"Andy Arelforin..."
"My lord... we've collapsed, our central forces have collapsed."
"Ahhhhh..."
The rout of the Free Militia led to a reverse crushing defeat and defections, with many of the Imperial rebels' spearmen even turning their spears against their former allies. Regardless, they were still Imperial rebels, lacking the high morale and strength of the regular Imperial army. Their commander was first killed, and then a monstrous, god-like figure appeared. Their three-pronged attack on the city seemed to perfectly suit the Canaanite White Horse Lord's wishes, making it impossible for their Midgard forces to quickly organize a counter-offensive.
"Aaaaaah, why is this happening? Why did we collapse so easily?"
Andy Arellforin watched as the terrifying Tier 7 units sliced through his elite knightly troops as easily as cutting straw. Many of his elite cavalrymen had just fallen, barely clinging to life.
He was then controlled by the terrifying Canaanite white horse lord and stood up again.
"He is corrupting and degrading our soldiers in the Eastern Expedition."
"...Monster!!"
The 8,000+ troops in the Central Court were like muddy waters, while Su Yue's troops acted as a conductor's baton, firmly controlling the surrounding environment amidst the chaos.
It became the instigator of all the collapse and chaos.
Those who surrender will not be killed.
When the shouts of "Those who surrender will not be killed" drowned out the sounds of weapons, hacking and slashing, and the cries of the soldiers, Andy Arellforin knew that everything was over.
"The morale of the troops in the central region has collapsed; we must retreat!"
In a panic, Andy Arelfonn turned his horse around and retreated, leading a large number of guards to watch the smoke and fire rising from Canaan in the distance. For now, their only option was to cut off their tails like a gecko and try to survive.
Four hours later, the chaotic battle, from beginning to end, lasted for nearly seven hours.
The battle ended in a crushing defeat for the imperial rebels, with tens of thousands of routed soldiers scattered across the mountains and fields, herded into circles like prisoners of war and cattle.
Many soldiers were driven mad by the Cthulhu mentality.
The prisoner-of-war camps in the Canaanite territory seemed to be insufficient, and countless expeditionary troops removed their armbands and hats as the seriously wounded awaited treatment.
Lord's Log: "You have achieved a glorious epic victory, crushing the Imperial Eastern Expeditionary Legions (countless): +, and gained: 3242 Tier 2 weapons, 2245 Tier 3 weapons, 592 Tier 4 armor pieces, 350 Tier 5 armor pieces, 4.3 million gold coins, and 50,000 units of mercury..."
"Imperial Eastern Expedition Rebel Forces: 2425 Tier 2 Imperial Hunters, 2123 Tier 3 Archers, 723 Tier 3 Free Militia, 530 Tier 3 Imperial Greatswordsmen, 319 Tier 3 Imperial Hunters, 243 Tier 4 Bruj Mercenaries, 449 Tier 4 Sons of Sigmar, 284 Tier 5 Hawk Elite, 96 Tier 6 Imperial Silver Bullet Musketeers, 42 Catapults, totaling 6712 Imperial rebels who surrender to you."
Eric said, “My lord, a large number of Imperial rebel troops have fled with Andy Arelfonian’s commander.”
As soon as Andy Arelfonian discovered the collapse of the Imperial central forces, he immediately issued a retreat order.
Because they retreated in time, they were able to escape.
He abandoned nearly 10,000 troops and led the remaining 4,000 to flee. Seeing Andy Arelford escape, the left and right wings were also caught in a chain reaction and fled one after another. At least 2,000 troops became a rout.
"Where are the prisoners? Have you captured any important figures?"
"The officers arrested about 50 people."
"That's great."
Su Yue laughed. He realized that the empire's rebels weren't all imperial troops; there were also many mercenaries. These mercenaries weren't protected by the king's favor. He said:
"Prepare to welcome our new guests, the Wood Elf army."
With 6,712 Imperial rebels surrendering, aside from those whose morale had completely collapsed and who were seriously wounded, there were over 4,000 troops who could immediately join the battle, plus the 3,000+ mixed troops from Su Yue and the players.
Su Yue Canaan was already impregnable, and now he just wanted to see the Wood Elf army make a fool of themselves by attacking.
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"!!!"
Dursson Los stared in shock at the information from the scout intelligence unit beside him: "What did you say???"
"My lord, the Canaanite lord of the human race's Bathor Empire has amassed an army of over 8,000 at a distance of 10 kilometers, preparing to confront our forces head-on... They have left the city!"
Dursson Los said with an incredulous expression, "Aren't they dealing with over 20,000 Bato Empire rebels? Aren't they already 'stuck in the quagmire of war'?"
"The rebel forces of the Bato Empire have been defeated."
"Cedric Charles, the shepherd high priest, was killed, and Andy Arelfonan led his remaining forces in a rout. Canaan launched a counterattack and offensive against the Imperial rebels... and defeated them."
These words seemed ordinary, but they filled Durson Los with terror. Not only him, but also his Wood Elf advisors, including Lord Beltran, all twitched their withered, tree-bark-like eyelids upon hearing the news.
"With only 8,000+ troops, we cannot be intimidated by them."
"The Kingdom of Krado High Elves has declared war on the Bato Empire; a war is inevitable."
Dusson Los and Bertrand were completely unaware that their hearts were gripped by a nameless fear and awe of Canaan.
The Wood Elf army, comprised of Tier 4 Woodland Cavalry, Tier 5 Giant Stag Knights, and even Tier 6 Kunos Wild Hunt Cavalry, spread their fangs and claws and attacked the forests of the distant Canaanite territory.
But then a scene that terrified them appeared.
"Help us... Ahhh, Canaan... Canaan and the others are here."
The fleeing human soldiers appeared before them, and the fear of bloodshed and disarmed soldiers gripped their spirits once more. A Batorian officer, observing the large army of wood elves, ran towards them without hesitation—humans were pleading for help from the wood elves?
"You...you despicable humans, how dare you ask us wood elves for help?!"
The two are different in language, species, and race.
Even under normal circumstances, the Wood Elves wouldn't see so many humans rushing towards them when facing a rout of human troops. This can only mean one thing: in the eyes of the fleeing human soldiers, the fear of their rear was greater than the racial divide between the Wood Elves and humans, leading them to prefer being captured and tortured by the Wood Elves rather than engaging the troops behind them…
What exactly happened to you?
A human officer, trembling with terror, stammered in broken Elven Common, "They...they summoned...demons!!!"
A mixed force of 25,000, with a massive army of 18,000 led by Durson Los.
And the army led by the 6,000+ Beltran Wood Elf lord, like a giant half-overturned bowl, marched horizontally toward the Canaanite territory.
Beltran, riding his giant stag, was shocked to see from the dense jungle that an army of over 8,000 men was arrayed outside the walls of the Canaanite territory... They seemed to have just experienced a bloody battle, and the Canaanite lord's white horse, Sleipnir, proudly surveyed the numerous soldiers, delivering a pre-battle speech.
The steel-like cannons, the catapult positions, and the Canaanite walls five kilometers away—at this moment, they seemed to form an impregnable and terrifying fortress…
A massive, dark army of humans, their iron hooves pounding the ground, moved forward...
"They...they're insane???"
"They're actually going to attack us first??"
Beltran stared in horror at the massive Canaanite army. The 8,000 troops possessed a terrifying morale that only 30,000 could muster. Their high morale and iron-blooded aura assaulted his mind and nerves, as a Wood Elf soldier and sergeant.
He shouldn't have had such negative emotions, but at this moment...
He seemed to have already lost even before he had fought Su Yue, the White Horse Lord of Canaan…
"That's...that's terrifying."
"Attack...attack, attack!"
The Canaanite army of over 8,000 troops actually took the initiative to form a battle formation along the corridor of the dense forest. Due to the lack of cavalry, Su Yue rode his white horse and stood on a high slope to scout the Wood Elf army ahead... In the distant forest, countless Wood Elf soldiers appeared on the battlefield.
"attack!!!!"
"attack!!"
"When two armies meet on a narrow path, the brave shall prevail; annihilate the Wood Elf army."
Lord Beltran, along with General Durson Los and his troops, were becoming increasingly agitated.
At this moment, Su Yue was busy upgrading.
Lord's Log: "You have gained Lord experience: (due to the huge difference in troop size, the experience points have been increased), you have been promoted to Level 6 Lord."
"Due to the S-level talent of the Divine Ruler, your free attribute points will increase by 5 per level."
"Finally, it's been upgraded."
Three card-like lottery options appeared in his field of vision.
He's currently a Level 6 lord with basic diplomacy, basic navigation, and intermediate ballistics skills. These are nothing compared to Malekith's advanced tactics and master-level leadership. Even though Malekith's level is lower, he's the crown prince, after all.
Su Yue was also unsure of William's attributes. He hadn't fully resurrected yet, and his attributes were completely undefined. Today he might be called William, the day after tomorrow he might be called Little Franz, and the day after that he might become George. Who knew what the process of a "god-level resurrected person" was like? Anyway, he got the previous Tier 6 building blueprint—the important town of Schweidnitz—and that was enough for him.
"The higher the resurrection progress, the greater the reward... This young German Emperor, Huntington Wilhelm Frederick II, is simply a ruthless lottery machine."
What skills will I get this time?
"If it's advanced ballistics, I'll be rich!!" Now, with the 42 catapults captured this time, Su Yue's number of catapults will soon exceed one hundred. When he fires a cannonball, it will be even more satisfying than Napoleon's.
Three lord skill options appeared in view:
"Estates: Daily gold coin earnings +2000".
Leadership: Increases troop morale by 1 point. Morale +1, with a 4.2% chance of being high.
Learning: Increases the hero's experience gain by 5%.
"Huh? This?"
"I have no will to live... I have absolutely no will to live."
Su Yue looked at the three useless skills. There was nothing he could do. Lord skills were divided into high and low levels. The more padding he had now, the more difficult it would be for him to upgrade later, and the more troublesome it would be to obtain high-level skills... Damn it, couldn't you just get it in one go?
Su Yue was speechless.
But there's nothing he can do; life is never perfect, and nine times out of ten, things don't go as planned. He can only try to patch things up for the world like a scruffy little dog.
"Three more years of patching and mending, I'm not lacking in morale, so I can only learn low-level skills. 5%...experience...who are you trying to embarrass? Who are you trying to embarrass??"
Zhou Zhuo, standing next to Level 6 Lord Su Yue, asked, "Boss, are we really going to start a war with the Wood Elves?"
Su Yue laughed and said, "They're leaving."
"What?"
Su Yue said, "In the previous naval battle, the Wood Elves just watched as Lord Tyrone Roer of the High Elves died without offering any help. This proves that the High Elf kingdom is not a monolithic entity; at the same time, they do not have a very high degree of intimacy with the High Elves, and they are not in a situation where they have to participate in the war."
Su Yue's thinking was very simple. When Tyrone Zorri was murdered in Balayamachan, this Wood Elf lord acted like a weather vane, turning tail and running away. This was partly due to the privileges of the Innsmouths at sea, their overwhelming speed and strength (the Innsmouths are aquatic creatures, and water and rivers are their domain). However, their fickle nature was too obvious.
Sometimes, political objectives far outweigh war objectives. If it weren't necessary, the major powers of the Turin world wouldn't want to provoke Canaan... especially given that he had demonstrated a commanding level of military strength and even possessed a formidable army of equal strength. At this moment, Su Yue actually had 2,000 troops that were exhausted, and the only truly combat-ready troops were the 2,500+ Canaan mixed troops, plus 4,000 surrendered troops, totaling 6,500+ troops. The remaining 1,500 were heavily wounded and hidden in the rear.
Some were even leaning precariously and could fall at any moment.
Su Yue is not stupid.
The wood elves weren't fools either; they displayed their strength, negotiated, and resolved conflicts politically, prioritizing these methods over war.
Moreover, the High Elves and Wood Elves were not on good terms behind the scenes, and Tyrone Rohr was abandoned.
The wood elf's warship, with its 200+ troops, fled faster than a rabbit.
If Su Yue believes they dare to start a war with him, then let's have a real fight. If they don't want to fight, then let's negotiate.
Zhou Zhuo asked in horror, "They want to negotiate with us? What benefits can they get?"
Su Yue smiled and said, "That depends on what the alliance can bring them."
"An...alliance???"
Su Yue laughed and said, "Countless conspiracies and political schemes are brewing among the lords of this world of Turin. Why can't human territories form an alliance with the high elves, especially now that we are so powerful? Do you think they would be willing to go to war with us?"
"Put yourself in their shoes. If you saw the news of a 20,000+ human army being routed, what would your first reaction be?"
"I need to be careful." Zhou Zhuo thought, following Su Yue's train of thought.
"That's right..."
"They panicked."
How could you tell they were panicking?
Su Yue laughed and said, "You can sense it with your heart. Sometimes you don't even need to fight. Just a look or a scent is enough for you to know they're afraid of you."
"..."
“Let’s go talk to the wood elves.”
"Ahhh!!"
"Wow, you're level 6 already?!"
He stared in shock at the border of his game friends list. He was only level 3 and hadn't even reached half of his experience, while Su Yue was already level 6? Although he had participated in the battle, the majority of the experience was distributed to Su Yue, and he only received less than one-tenth of the experience.
"kindness……"
Zhou Zhuo was utterly shocked.
Su Yue rode Sleipnir, followed by a mixed Imperial army of over 8,000 men, exuding an aura of iron-bloodedness and terror. In particular, the semi-invisible Tier 8 mental attack units, the Flying Hydras, resembled giant jellyfish floating in mid-air, giving off an extremely oppressive feeling...
"..."
As Dursun Los hesitated, the scout reported, "Sir, the Canaanite lord Su Yue is riding a white horse and walking towards us alone?"
"What? He's all alone?"
"Two of them, and a woman was with them..."
"!!!"
Dursson Los gazed at the Imperial troops in the distance. He saw no casualties or seriously wounded men in the Soviet-Vietnamese ranks who were no longer fit to fight. As he pondered and considered the probability of victory in this battle, he came to a terrifying conclusion: they might lose...
Even the slightest probability or possibility of failure, Durson Los did not want to gamble on… The human defeated prisoners had already confessed everything… He said, “Send a diplomat to talk to him; I don’t want to negotiate with him face-to-face alone.”
"???"
The scout was completely bewildered.
“Cedric Charles was killed by him in front of the human empire. This serves as a warning to others.”
"..."
"The bravery of Su Yue, the Lord of Canaan, is frightening."
General Dursson Los and the opportunistic Bertrand were both exceptionally cautious and careful in their first encounter with this Canaanite lord.
"My lord... to ensure that you do not attack our Lord Beltran, I will relay Lord Durson Los's words."
Su Yue rode his white horse and had already approached within five kilometers of the enemy's formation, but the enemy seemed to panic.
"Can I remove my armor and weapons so we can talk without meeting in person?"
"...Wait a moment, I'll go and inform them."
He said he was removing his armor...
Dursson Los said, "We can meet..."
He planned to run away immediately if Su Yue tried to capture him alive... What a joke! Cedric Charles, the shepherd leader of the human empire, is dead. He's not stupid.
The fact that he could kill the lord of the Imperial rebel army amidst a vast army made Dursun Los, the Wood Elf lord, highly suspicious that this Baron Su Yue was the illegitimate son of Henry VII, the Emperor of the Bathot Empire.
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