Rise from the coffin and rebuild the vampire empire

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"This group of beastmen actually took the initiative to attack."

In front of the camp, Uther Cremona frowned. He was wearing silver steel armor, holding a fine steel sword, riding a rather majestic white horse with silver mane, and followed by eight cavalrymen.

His brothers John and Trevor were two of the eight cavalrymen, guarding him at his side.

He asked his two sons to stay in the camp, and if the situation was not right, they could leave together by boat.

He couldn't run away. Everything here was his life savings. He couldn't just throw it away without even trying his best. Moreover, he couldn't just abandon those who chose to follow him. How could he just give up on more than 400 lives?

Ten leather-armored infantrymen were stationed on both sides of the cavalry, ready to follow up the charge at any time. This was the last armed force of the Cremona family, but now they had to be pulled out to fight these lizardmen in the field.

Uther also wanted to defend the dangerous place, but there was a very realistic thing in front of him. The height of the wooden fence of the camp was only slightly higher than the three-meter-tall lizardman. It was completely useless and would probably be shattered by a collision.

There's no way. After all, this is just a temporary structure and we can't ask for too much.

"Fizz!"

The lizardmen rushed out of the primeval forest, roaring and emitting an astonishing stench. They attacked the camp without any tactics, just simple F1 and F3.

The fishy wind blowing towards him was slightly corrosive, making Uther feel a little itchy in his nose and stinging in his eyes, but he could no longer care about these details.

"Shoot! Throw your spears!"

Uther roared loudly and gave orders. The militia waiting in the rear stood up. A team of archers consisting of more than 30 hunters drew their bows and shot arrows at the monsters.

Those who did not have bows and arrows raised their sharpened spears, ran up and threw them with all their might, trying to exert the greatest force possible.

The scattered arrows shot out had very limited power. They couldn't even penetrate the scales of those big lizardmen, which made it meaningless to continue shooting arrows.

The archers threw down their hunting bows, picked up javelins, and quickly followed the javelin throwers in a round. The javelins actually had some killing power, at least allowing the lizardmen to wave their weapons to block, and also injured two or three of the slightly clumsy ones.

Seeing that the enemy was getting closer, Uther didn't expect those untrained and unarmored militiamen to fight, so he asked them to retreat first. Staying here would only weaken the overall morale.

"charge!"

Uther raised his greatsword, spurred his beloved horse, and charged towards the Lizardmen without any fear. The cavalrymen behind him followed closely with roars, and the leather-armored infantry on both sides also marched forward. No one took a step back, even though death might be ahead.

“It’s very united.”

Standing on a branch at the edge of the forest, watching the scene in front of him, Karen made an evaluation. This leading knight was still acceptable. A word of encouragement directly boosted the morale and prevented the collapse of these soldiers who were barely put together.

"Qiang!"

Uther rushed out first, waving his sword with both hands, very bravely, and rushed directly towards the three-meter-tall lizardman who was leading the way.

The lizardman swung the machete in his hand and slashed at Uther. Uther dodged to the side, and the horse under his crotch also lowered its head wittingly. The obsidian blade almost grazed the man and the horse.

"Pfft!"

After crossing paths with the lizardman, Uther sat up straight, pulled the reins, and shook off the smelly blood on the sword in his hand. When crossing paths, he only managed to swing the sword and cut through the lizardman's scales.

"Herod!" Not only Uther and the lizard man were fighting at the same time, but John and Trevor followed closely behind, each rushing towards a lizard man. Both of them were skilled and in a similar situation to Uther. They were not injured themselves, but also caused casualties to the lizard men.

But the others were not so lucky. One cavalryman had his horse's head chopped off by the lizardman, and another cavalryman was stabbed to pieces with a spear by the lizardman.

The cavalryman who fell off his horse was not dead. He fell to the ground, but the lizardman ignored him. Instead, he threw away his weapon and started to chew on the dead horse. He bit it with his sharp teeth and looked like he was enjoying the food very much.

"Ahhh!"

The cavalryman roared and charged forward, aiming for the lizardman's neck with his sword, but only got his own sword stuck in the neck.

"bump!"

The lizardman swung his arm and knocked the cavalryman away with a punch. As soon as the cavalryman landed on the ground, he was stepped on by another lizardman and lost his life.

After just one charge, none of the enemies died, and all were only slightly injured, while two of our own men were killed. The gap was very obvious.

"Only those three are worth looking at."

Karen shook his head, feeling somewhat disappointed. Of course, this was understandable. It was just a small settlement and was not worthy of so many strong men. It could only be said that this settlement was built around the personal bravery of those three men.

He had some skills, two good brothers to accompany him, and some family property, so he decided to go out to sea to the New World to open up territory. This was not surprising.

"Surround and kill them!"

On the battlefield, Uther roared, and the cavalry charged forward again. Ten leather-armored infantrymen also charged to the center of the battlefield.

There were only eight lizardmen, and for a moment they were in a situation where they were outnumbered.

However, the balance of victory did not tilt towards humans, as the difference in combat power between individuals was too obvious.

Except for Uther, John and Trevor, the other four cavalrymen could only barely save their lives. The ten leather-armored infantrymen were even worse off. Three of them were knocked away in just one encounter and lay on the ground, bleeding profusely.

If it weren't for Uther, John, and Trevor, if Uther hadn't held back the most powerful one that was three meters tall, and if John and Trevor hadn't fought two of them respectively, then these six cavalrymen and ten leather-armored infantrymen would have been no match for them.

"almost."

Looking at the situation, Karen knew it was time for him to take the stage. The deaths of several people and the absolute disadvantage in the battle were enough to make these people despair. There was no need to delay any further.

Karen finally decided to leave behind some living forces capable of fighting, because this settlement would probably face many battles in the future.

Blood surged, Karen's body changed, and he took back the greatsword "Blood Meteorite". He exerted force on his feet and rushed out like a sharp arrow.

With one leap, he covered a distance of more than 100 meters in an instant. Karen passed by Uther in silver armor and appeared next to the three-meter-tall lizardman. The blood-red sword flashed coldly, and the lizardman stopped moving. His ferocious flat head tilted and fell to the ground, and blood gushed out.

"boom!"

The three-meter-tall body fell down with a muffled sound. Before Uther's ferocious expression could change, the enemy in front of him had already fallen to the ground.

(End of this chapter)