Imperial Crown

Many thanks to Qidian Dad [Jingtianweidi Ending Enemies of Past, Present and Future] for the 500 reward!

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"Hurry up, why are you humans so slow?"

Ernada's voice echoed in the tunnel.

She put her hands on her hips and looked back at Eric.

In the dark passage, her eyes sparkled like rubies.

"Lead the way honestly." Eric's dull voice sounded:

"We are not an underground race like you, who can't see clearly in the dark!"

Under normal circumstances, Eric might have paid more attention to the way he spoke.

But now, he didn't have that thought.

In order to dig through the tunnel as quickly as possible, the tunnel was not high, and Eric even had to lower his head and bend his back to be able to walk.

That’s nothing.

In order to avoid being discovered, the entire tunnel has no channels for exchanging air with the outside world except at the entrances and exits.

For the same reason, after Eric led 1,000 Eagle Army soldiers into the tunnel, the entrance to the camp was blocked by a large iron plate.

This causes the air in the tunnel to be dull and depressing, with almost no sense of movement, and every breath makes people more irritated.

It was a crazy idea no matter how you looked at it to go deep behind enemy lines with 1,000 men and seize a bastion that was guarded by at least 5,000 men.

Even if the intelligence is perfect and even if various plans have been made in advance, the success rate is at least 60%.

But Eric really couldn't relax!

War is always full of surprises.

"How did you adapt to this environment?" The words just now were a bit harsh, and the silence and darkness combined made Eric feel a little unbearable, so he took the initiative to start a conversation:

"Dark elves didn't live underground from the beginning, did they?"

Ernada's voice sounded in the front: "It's the drow - although we are of the same origin, if I call you 'tall dwarves', you won't be happy, right?"

After a pause, Ernada continued, "In fact, the underground world is not as dark as you imagine. The 'Dros Crystals' that can be found everywhere emit beautiful purple fluorescence. We can use them as light sources."

"In addition, there are many fluorescent fungi, magical beasts and magical plants that glow by themselves, not to mention underground volcanoes."

"Many cities, including the most famous underground city 'Fedburg', were built around underground volcanoes..."

Ernada's voice became softer and softer, as if she had fallen into memories.

Maybe it’s because I haven’t been home for a long time.

Fear often comes from the unknown.

Ernada's words made her feel homesick and also relieved Eric's spirit.

After all, in this 8-meter-deep tunnel, any accident could lead to their death, and the leader was a creature he could understand, which was always more reassuring than a stranger.

It is always difficult for people to tell the speed of time in the dark. Eric just walked forward, listening to the footsteps echoing between the walls, and felt that time and space had stopped at this moment.

I don’t know how long it took.

"arrive!"

Ernada's voice came.

When he came out of the tunnel, Eric breathed a sigh of relief even though his mouth and nose were filled with a foul smell.

This was not his first time on the battlefield, and Eric's blood began to flow slightly faster out of habit, preparing for the upcoming war.

Having reached this point, we are halfway to success!

Walking in the dark and depressing tunnel was a great torture not only for Eric himself, but for all the Eagle Army.

So, when they came out of the tunnel, even though they smelled the stench coming from the Blue Castle sewer network, they all showed relaxed expressions.

But they were not given time to rest.

Under the guidance of Enada and by comparing with the previous topographic map, the soldiers of the Eagle Army opened the boxes, took out the snakehead fruits that had been stored there for a long time, and placed them in designated corners along the underground sewers.

The sound of footsteps overhead through the rock wall told them—

That’s right, above is the seemingly impenetrable wall of Blue Castle!

A total of 4,700 snakehead fruits were placed under the city wall.

Eric ordered:

“Get started!!”

As he spoke, he was the first to swing his sword and chop down the pile of snakehead fruits.

Squeak——

Thick green smoke surged up like liquid and exploded!

at the same time.

The street in the southeast corner of Blue Castle was still bustling with people.

Maybe this is the advantage of a big city. The southwest has begun to attack the city, but here nothing has changed as usual.

Until a sour smell spread.

Pedestrians on the street quickened their pace, covering their noses and cursing.

"The sewer must be blocked again!"

"Damn Nords, when can we leave?"

"Yes, it's better to take Eivor VIII with you! The city where Grand Duke Vanilla lives is getting more and more smelly!"

But they soon felt something was wrong, because what was coming out of the ditches on both sides was not just a smell, but a green smoke that made their scalps tingle.

"ah--"

A shrill scream was heard.

Soldiers were jumping down from the bastion not far away.

Thick green smoke poured out of the windows on the bastion, rising and extending, enveloping large sections of the city wall with the bastion as the center.

Faced with this situation, the residents of Blue Castle began to scream and run away, but a few were still frightened and stood there trembling.

Then they saw a scene that they would never forget in their entire lives.

From this day on, the legend of Raven's "Demon Army" will be passed down from generation to generation in Blue Castle.

They came from hell in silence;

Covered with the everlasting fire of the dead;

With a terrible aura belonging to demons and undead;

Spreading fear, pestilence and death.

However, Eric, who had just emerged from the sewer, had no time to pay attention to the reactions of passers-by.

They only have 1,000 people, and there is no guarantee that Blue Castle does not have a way to dispel the poisonous fog of the snakehead fruit. They must seize this bastion before the other party reacts!

He opened his mouth to shout orders, but was shut up by the stench of the mud on his body.

Reaching out to put out the ghost fire on his body that had started for unknown reasons, Eric drew out his sword, waved his hand violently, and rushed towards the bastion with the Eagle Army behind him!

The passers-by who were standing nearby finally reacted and ran away howling, but perhaps because they were too nervous or the smell of sewer mud was too overwhelming, several of them fainted after only running two steps.

On Eric's side, as soon as he rushed to the bottom of the bastion, the door of the bastion had already opened and smoke was almost pouring out of it.

Several Eivor soldiers guarding the city rushed out while vomiting, but were unable to stop the enemy at all.

Taking advantage of the situation and rushing into the bastion, Eric found that it had completely turned into a big steamer. The vision was almost completely covered by the poisonous smoke coming out of the cracks in the floor, and many soldiers who failed to escape were lying on the ground.

You can even see a lot of traditional Eivor decorations inside, as well as overturned wine glasses and barrels.

——These garrisons are also celebrating the festival!

Without caring about the lives of these people, Eric led the Eagle Army to rush upwards.

The higher they went, the weaker the effect of the poison gas became. However, the people who stayed here were already frightened by the poison gas. Faced with the sudden attack of the Eagle Army, they could not organize any effective resistance and lost their lives one after another.

Arriving at the highest level of the bastion——

Above that is the platform on the bastion and the city wall!

Eric took a deep breath, set an example, and was the first to rush up the trail.

The morning light shone on him, but Eric could hear the sound of the sharp wind.

What was waiting for him was a crossbow that was fired almost face-to-face!

The thick crossbow arrow flashed with cold light. Even if Eric was hit by this weapon, he would die.

"drink--"

Eric roared, his iron fighting spirit burning like fire!

The martial spirit flashed behind him, and Eric stretched out the sword in his hand and placed it on the arrow of the crossbow, then turned around and took a step back.

Whoosh——

Pulled by the long sword, the crossbow arrow turned 360 degrees in the air around Eric's body and suddenly flew in the direction of launch.

boom!

The crossbow arrows pierced the chests of two defenders and blew the bed crossbow to pieces.

Immediately afterwards, another six spears and axes came towards him, one of which was even wrapped in fighting spirit.

Eric turned his body slightly, and the fighting spirit in his body seeped into the six weapons.

The defenders who were holding them suddenly felt a huge force coming and they could no longer control their weapons, and they flew out of their hands!

Then, they pierced through the chests of the friendly soldiers on the opposite side!

Six defenders, one of whom was an extraordinary person, lost their lives in front of Eric in just one encounter!

The air was filled with blood, and the surrounding defenders were all shocked and hesitated to move forward.

Only one person came up.

He looked to be around 40 years old, wearing a gorgeously decorated enchanted armor, with a very eye-catching mustache on his upper lip. He coughed lightly and said arrogantly:

“My name is…

mean!!!"

Because before he could finish his words, Eric rushed up!

It was early in the morning, the sun was rising from the southeast, and Eric was standing with his back to the sun. The morning light dazzled the mustache man's eyes for a moment.

But fortunately, he was not an ordinary person. Deep germanium-yellow earth fighting spirit surged in his body at the first moment. He drew out his sword, and with the burst of fighting spirit, he built a deep barrier in front of him!

“Solid Rock Crystal Wall!” The man with the mustache called out the name of the combat technique in a chanting tone, and then shouted the order:

"Stop him!"

Fighting spirit began to gather on the sword of the man with the mustache.

He had no intention of really fighting Eric in the first place, he just wanted to delay some time.

Now that Eric has taken the initiative to attack, he has nothing to worry about!

As a level 3 Earth Knight, although he has not awakened his martial soul, he has mastered a family martial art called "Breakdown", which is powerful enough to make a level 4 transcendent suffer!

The only drawback is that it takes a long time to accumulate power.

The ochre-colored earth energy condensed on his body, just like the water in a fountain flowing backwards!

The man with the mustache thought Eric would be stopped for a while.

But no soldier could stop Eric.

Eric seemed like a rookie on the battlefield for the first time, wasting his fighting spirit without any scruples.

Every soldier who dared to approach him would either have his weapon stabbed into his master's throat, or have his legs and feet twisted by his deformed boots, bleeding and wailing on the ground. Even worse, his entire chest would collapse, and his internal organs would be squeezed out of his mouth and nose by the deformed armor.

6 seconds.

11 lives.

Eric came up to the mustache.

He raised the sword in his hand high and slashed it downwards suddenly. Sharp metal energy burst out, and the solid rock crystal wall that protected the mustache tightly shattered like an eggshell!

“Damn it!”

The man with the mustache looked cold. At this moment, he could no longer complete his family martial arts, but half of his fighting spirit had been accumulated on his sword!

This half of Dou Qi is not something that a third-level transcendent can easily take on.

With an idea in his mind, the man with the mustache wanted to raise his sword.

But Eric seemed to have seen through his actions. He stretched out the long sword in his hand and pierced his sword spine with sharp steel fighting spirit.

A hint of sneer flashed in the man's mustache eyes.

Seeking death!

At this moment, the fighting spirit accumulated in his sword was like a powder keg that could explode at any time.

He could almost see Eric's arm being broken by the fighting spirit.

However, at this moment, a flash of light appeared on Eric's blade.

Just when the fighting spirit on the mustache-wielding long sword was about to burst out, it was suddenly bounced back by the steel fighting spirit!

The power that had nowhere to vent acted on the mustache sword itself.

Crack, crack.

The long sword suddenly broke into pieces, and the remaining power even shook it to attack its master!

Although the man with the mustache had never experienced any actual combat, he often fought with all kinds of people, and he recognized at a glance that this was the effect of the most basic combat skill "Mirror Shield".

But when can the mirror shield be cast with a sword?

When can it be used for attack?

He let go of his hand almost subconsciously and wanted to take two steps back to create some space, but Eric almost came up to him and stabbed his throat with his sword.

The mustache man extended his right arm to block and at the same time kicked Eric in the abdomen, hoping to force Eric away.

But at this moment Eric suddenly dropped his sword, grabbed the mustache man's wrist with his right hand and his ankle with his left hand.

The man with the mustache wanted to pull back his limbs, but he watched helplessly as the armor on his hands and feet wrinkled like cloth.

Eric is actually human?!

How could he have such great power!?

Then there was a sharp pain:

"ah--"

"I am--"

Before he could finish his words, Eric had already lifted him up high and slammed his head down on the city wall!

The material of fluorite is strong enough and Eric is indeed strong enough.

With a bang.

The mustache man's brain burst!

Eric let go of his hand, looked back at the Eagle Army that had already rushed to the bastion, and shouted an order: "Occupy the bastion, advance to the northeastern wall, and take down the wall!"

"Leave no one alive!!!"

It was not brutality, but with an absolute disadvantage in troop strength and fighting on the walls of Blue Castle, any prisoners left behind could become a hidden danger.

It was a surprise attack, and with the help of poison gas, the Eagle Army easily captured the bastion southeast of Blue Castle, and began to advance towards the southwest with it as a support.

The quality of the soldiers defending the city was only average to begin with, and now most of the core nobles had left for the National Day celebrations. Facing the Eagle Army that came with the might of a hundred victories, they were simply unable to put up any decent resistance.

The Eagle Army's attack speed is almost equal to the speed at which they can walk while maintaining their physical strength!

Because of this, when the messenger reported the news to Quentin, the Eagle Army had already occupied the tower in the southeast section of the city wall, and the city gates were slowly opening!

"Marshal, please give the order quickly!"

Looking at the southeast bastion in the distance that was still emitting green smoke, Quentin's face turned ashen.

Give an order? What order do I give?

Once the bastion is lost, the situation of the battle will be completely different!

If they want to retake the city wall, they can only fight the Eagle Army on the narrow trail - they may not even be able to defeat them if they are outnumbered. How can they fight the Eagle Army in a battle with limited force contact on the city wall?

We can't tire them to death!

Yes, now it seems that the main force of the Eagle Army is just feinting to attract the attention of the defenders, but if Quentin really dares to withdraw troops to fight for the southeast bastion, the feint attack may turn into a real fight at any time.

At that time, the result will change from losing one bastion to losing two at the same time.

One bastion can barely cope with it, but with two bastions, it will be no different from Kaesong!

Or give orders to other nobles?

Quentin knew the virtues of these nobles too well.

If they knew that the Eagle Army had entered the city, they would be brave if they did not run away. It would be a fantasy to ask them to fight against the Eagle Army!

Thinking of this, Quentin cursed Eivor VIII in his heart again. If he hadn't insisted on holding some National Day celebration, how could the nobles guarding the city walls leave?

How could a bastion be taken down by a surprise attack?

Just then, the sound of horse hooves was heard.

A shout of surprise and joy came from the city wall!

Quentin turned his head and saw a group of about 3,000 cavalrymen fleeing in a panic a few miles away, with Earl Jonah's Gaoling battle flag erected among them!

And behind them was the army of Eivor in pursuit.

Although the scale seems smaller than when they set out, the flags of the Guards, Archibald, and Ragon are all clearly visible!

Quentin's face relaxed involuntarily and he smiled:

"Send someone out of the city immediately to contact them! Have the Royal Guards enter the city immediately to help defend the city walls and capture the Eagle Army that has infiltrated. After defeating them, leave the city from the southeast."

"Marquis Aragon and Earl Archibald, continue to lead the troops and attack the main force of the Eagle Army!"

"Let's attack the Eagle Army from both sides!"

“Hahahaha, Raven is dead now!!”

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