Slime Cultivation Game

"Shh!"

"what!"

Leo's raised lance pierced through the shield of the night demon guarding the front. The sharp tip of the lance pierced through his armor and tore his heart.

Leo's eyes behind the mask saw the fear and despair on the Night Demon's face.

"Kill! Everyone! The sun, moon, mountains and rivers will last forever, and the glory of the North will last forever!"

With a loud roar from him, the heavy cavalry finally crashed into the Night Demon's shield formation.

Thus, the shield formation was broken.

Countless Night Demon soldiers were torn into rags under the terrifying impact of the Black Cavalry.

The defense line seemed to be destroyed in less than a second, and the knights in black armor raised their spears like the god of death swinging his scythe.

No one survived wherever they passed.

It's like purgatory.

In fact, the killing power of 5,000 Black Cavalry is limited to the army of nearly 100,000 Night Demons.

However, the impact of this charge on the morale of the Night Demons is difficult to estimate.

Leo's charge directly destroyed the confidence of the Night Demon's rear army to resist and gave them desperate panic.

Of all human emotions, despair is the most contagious.

Among the 100,000 Night Demons, only the few thousand at the back could see the Black Cavalry. The rest of the Night Demons could only see their own kind running for their lives.

They didn't know how many soldiers the other side had, or even which army was attacking them.

But they knew that their companions were beginning to flee and collapse.

Then the great collapse began.

The defeated Night Devil soldiers fled in a hurry, like dominoes, collapsing one after another.

"Kill! Kill! Follow me and kill them! Stop them!"

"Commander, we can't go, we can't go! Retreat, retreat quickly!"

Calvaro was also disturbed by the invisible thorn and fell off his horse.

He threw away his armor and was hugged by his adjutant around the waist, his eyes red.

"If we don't stop them here, we'll all be finished. Don't stop me, just follow me!"

"Commander! There is still hope. The front army still has hope. Logan is a loser. He can't grasp the right time to cooperate!"

The adjutant held Calvaro tightly to prevent him from rushing forward.

This commander is the hope of the Night Demon.

As long as he lives, the flame will not go out, and the night demon can always make a comeback from that bitter, cold and dark land.

"No, you don't understand. You don't understand Duke Telsk." Calvaro knew that the situation was hopeless, and looked at the sky with pity: "Since he has made all the plans, how could he leave us a glimmer of hope..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Night Demon vanguard that was still attacking the city suddenly burst into fierce roars and wails.

Then, the herald rushed over, covered in dust.

"Commander-in-chief, something bad has happened! The front troops have mutinied!"

"The soldiers who are attacking the city, they, they point their swords at our own people!"

"Surrender? What nonsense are you talking about? How can our soldiers give up their honor? You are maliciously spreading panic, damn it!"

The adjutant drew his sword and was about to behead the messenger, but Calvaro grabbed his wrist.

"He was right. A traitor. That's how it is. No wonder the old duke was able to seize the opportunity when we changed our military formation. No wonder Winter City was destroyed silently."

Calvaro looked at the sky with pity. A drizzle of rain fell from the sky. "Oh, how ridiculous! I ended up losing to my own people."

"Is even the sky regretting my failure?" Calvaro stretched out his hand towards the royal city.

The majestic royal city that had existed for thousands of years was so close to him, so close, but he could no longer touch it.

"Commander, hurry up and leave. We will escort you away from here. As long as you leave, everything will still have a chance."

"No, no." Calvaro shook his head: "I can't leave. He won't give me this chance."

"Yes, I won't give you this chance." A few kilometers away, Duke Telsk seemed to have heard Calvaro's voice and raised his whip: "All troops, it's time to put an end to this holy war that has lasted for a thousand years!"

"Everyone, follow me and charge!"

Chapter 116: Leo, I continue this war because of you

"Ahem, I didn't expect that the person leading the charge was not Duke Telsk."

The setting sun cast a bloody shadow, and Calvaro fell in a pool of blood, with large corpses lying beside him.

Those corpses included those of Night Demons and Black Cavalry.

“…” Leo didn’t say anything, just took off his mask and looked at Calvaro quietly.

At the last moment of the battle, the Night Demon Commander did not choose to flee in a panic, but chose to charge into the battlefield like a warrior.

But it was obvious that his fourth-level strength was no match for Leo.

Along the way, Leo, who possessed so many abilities and equipment, was no longer someone that an ordinary fourth-level transcendent could deal with.

It can even be said that those who are below the fifth level in strength cannot force him to use his full strength.

"Ahem..." Calvaro spat out a mouthful of scarlet, smiled miserably and raised his head: "Do you know who is the commander of the defense of Winterhold?"

"It's me..." Leo said softly.

"Uh..." Calvaro's eyes suddenly expanded, then slowly shrank: "I see, haha, I didn't expect you to be so young."

"Each each other."

"What a pity." Calvaro sighed, "If I could play chess with you once, I would have no regrets in my life."

"There's nothing to regret." Leo shook his head: "Your opponent is the Duke. You lost, and you lost completely."

"I never thought that my opponent was the Duke. I knew I couldn't beat him." Calvaro laughed bitterly. "You know, in fact, when this war was halfway through, I also considered stopping."

"Taking Winterhold was my initial strategic goal. Then, using Winterhold as a supply point, I could erode this land bit by bit. This might be a better option. After all, I thought at the time that Duke Telsk was dead, and there would be no general in the entire North who could stop me."

“…” Leo listened quietly to Calvaro’s words without interrupting him.

This was his final tribute to the Night Demon Commander.

"But..." Calvaro raised his head and looked at Leo: "After the Battle of Winterburg, my mind changed."

"Because I met you in that war. A general I have never seen blocked my army outside Winterhold."

"If it weren't for you, the ancient dragon's promise wouldn't have been used there. Now, we wouldn't have ended up like this."

"After meeting you, I realized that I couldn't wait any longer. Although I am younger than the Duke, my age may not be much different from yours."

Calvaro recalled the scene at that time, and his pupils gradually dimmed: "I can't give you a bigger stage, I can't let you take over the defense line of the North, and I can't allow the emergence of a second Duke of Telsk in the North."

"So, I must fight and eat up your land in one go."

"But unfortunately, I still failed. Haha, I was defeated by my own people. I really can't understand why my people would surrender to you. Don't they have honor and dignity?"

"Who knows." Leo shook his head and recalled his original world.

Many times, backstabs from allies are so abrupt and inexplicable.

"Ahem, thank you, human, for listening to me, a defeated commander." Calvaro coughed twice again: "Then, young and wise human, can you tell me your name? Tell me the name of the winner."

"Leo, my name is Leo." Leo said softly.

"Leo, I understand. I will remember you, even in that world. Then, I will wait for you to tell me what is the difference between leaving now and leaving then!"

Calvaro raised his head proudly and closed his eyes: "Well, now cut off my head. This is the glory that belongs to you!"

"Have a nice trip, Calvaro."

Leo took a deep breath and drew his sword.

"Shh!"

Blood spilled from the blade and white roses bloomed in the pool of blood. The Night Demon God of War who brought infinite panic to the North ended his short life.

Leo held up his head and looked around, shouting: "Calvaro is dead! Those who surrender will not be killed!"

The cold and merciless setting sun reflects the blood of countless dead.

When the 100,000-strong Night Demon army was penetrated through the first line of defense by Leo's vanguard, the outcome of everything was already determined.

The arrival of the Duke's main force of black cavalry undoubtedly accelerated this process.

The defeated Night Demon soldiers were like living targets in front of the Black Cavalry, which attacked like the wind. Even if they managed to escape, they would be caught up and killed soon.

Of course, Duke Telsk fulfilled his promise to the Night Demon rebels. Oh no, it should be said that he adopted Leo's advice and decided to train these Night Demons into slaves who would be loyal to humans for generations.

So, this time, the Black Cavalry, who never accepted surrender or prisoners, let these night demons go.

As long as they surrendered, they would be spared death.

Seeing their commander dead, the night demons who were still resisting finally laid down their weapons.

Teams of black cavalry dispersed, confiscated the weapons of the surrendered soldiers, and stripped them of their armor.

This war is coming to an end.

"Leo..."

"Owner……"

Ms. Kallen and Ms. Shikoti approached from behind, both looking at their men with concern.

In the previous battle, Leo charged too hard, and Karin's riding skills were not very good, so he was naturally scattered.

Fortunately, Miss Slime was always observing her movements, following her side, and killing enemies with her.

The two mortal enemies who usually quarreled with each other showed amazing tacit understanding in this war.

what is this?

Plastic sisters?

Leo thought so.

"You're covered in blood, Leo." Kallen walked over anxiously and felt a little nauseous when she saw Calvaro's head.

"It's other people's blood. I'm not hurt." Leo put his head behind him and smiled bitterly.

The cruelty of the battlefield still exceeded his imagination.

This team of Black Cavalry heavy armored soldiers who served as the vanguard could be said to have suffered the most casualties.

Of the five thousand heavy cavalry, there are now less than two thousand left.

In a war, more than half of the soldiers closed their eyes forever.

The remaining soldiers were also covered in blood and had wounds of varying degrees.

Taking off his helmet and smelling the strong smell of blood, Leo breathed a sigh of relief: "So this is what war feels like."

Unlike the time in Winterburg, today's war gave Leo an unprecedented feeling, a kind of pleasure that came from male genes.

Even though his body was exhausted, his spirit remained excited by the war.

Every charge and every time he chopped off an enemy's head, intensified his excitement.

The feeling of galloping on the battlefield and being invincible made him obsessed and addicted.

"Okay, Kallen, time to go find your father."

"it's over……"

Chapter 117: Leo's Reward, Everyone Surprised

The war between the North and the Night Demons has finally ended.

The war did not last long. In total, it lasted less than two months. Compared with the usual one or two years, or even four or five years of expedition, it could be said to be as short as it could be.

But the results achieved were remarkable.