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After seeing their Lord Link injured, the common people of Winterfell could no longer contain themselves.

They picked up weapons from their homes—kitchen knives, axes, and wooden sticks—and although these weapons seemed so small in the face of the monsters, their eyes revealed a firm determination.

They wanted to contribute their strength for the city, for their lord, and for their own homes!

These civilians climbed the city walls and fought alongside the soldiers.

Their shouts, the clash of weapons, and the roars of monsters intertwined, creating a tragic symphony of battle.

"Let those damned beasts see what we're made of!"

"Heh," Link grinned as he looked at the civilians who had joined the fight.

This shows that everything he has done during this period of time has been worthwhile.

Seeing the people bravely stand up and fight alongside them fills him with joy and pride.

Link raised his greatsword, which gleamed coldly in the sunlight, as if cheering for the battle.

He cried out, “Brothers! We will hold this place! We will die here! It is my honor to fight alongside you!”

"Kill! Kill! Kill—"

"Let these damned beasts witness the might of humanity!"

"kill--"

Link completely stirred the warriors' emotions, and they launched an even more ferocious attack on the monster horde, as if they had gone mad.

Every slash and every sword strike carried hatred for the monsters and a thirst for victory; every shout seemed to shatter the heavens and the earth.

Just as Link was stirring up the emotions of the warriors present, preparing them for a desperate fight, a dazzling flame suddenly streaked from the sky behind them, bursting forth with a thunderous roar.

The flames streaked across the sky like shooting stars, illuminating the entire battlefield and the hopeful, determined faces of the soldiers.

Immediately afterwards——

"boom!!!"

The crimson fireball landed on the horde of beasts outside the city walls and exploded instantly.

The immense impact blasted the surrounding monsters into the air, sending flames soaring into the sky and illuminating the area in a fiery red glow.

The monsters were terrified by the sudden attack and scattered in all directions, letting out pitiful screams.

The next second, with a whoosh, a purple figure landed beside Link.

It's Asagi!

"Asagi? You're back?" Link was overjoyed to see Asagi.

"Yes, Lord Link, the matter over there has been perfectly resolved. Now, let's leave it to her."

Ashage nodded, then looked at the fireball that had landed among the beasts.

From within the dazzling flames, a female figure clad in armor and carrying a giant axe slowly emerged.

She wore heavy black armor, intricately carved with patterns that shimmered with a mysterious light in the firelight. A massive battle axe, its head nearly half a person's height, gleamed with an incredibly sharp blade.

She took a step, emerging from the flames one by one, each step seemingly touching the hearts of the warriors, filling them with hope and strength.

The next instant, she was like a wild beast unleashed, charging towards the demonic beasts in front of her.

She was incredibly fast, like lightning, and instantly rushed into the horde of monsters.

Immediately afterwards, the demonic beasts were seen flying into the air under the sweeping of the giant axe, spilling large amounts of blood that stained the snow red along the way.

She wielded her giant axe with tremendous force, each swing capable of cleaving a monster in two.

The monsters were like ants in front of her, utterly powerless.

The monsters stood frozen in place, boundless fear spreading from the depths of their souls, freezing their forms.

Their once fierce eyes were now filled with fear and despair, and their bodies trembled involuntarily, as if they had seen demons from hell.

During her run, Agnes suddenly broke through the snow and leaped into the air.

She leaped high into the air, like a soaring eagle, and then raised her battle axe high, unleashing a crimson glow like a sea of ​​blood that obscured the sun's rays.

The light was so tangible that it enveloped the surrounding magical beasts, making them feel incredibly oppressed and terrified.

The next step is to—

Kill!

That would be the most ruthless massacre!

Agnes's giant axe fell like raindrops, each strike taking the life of a magical beast.

Her figure moved freely among the monsters, like a red lightning bolt, making it impossible for the monsters to catch her.

"Da-da! Da-da! Da-da!"

Agnes wandered through the viscous pool of blood, her demonic body covered in bloodstains and bits of flesh.

Her armor was stained with the blood of monsters, but her eyes remained firm and cold, as if the slaughter was nothing more than a trivial matter to her.

The soldiers cheered when they saw Agnes's bravery, and their morale was greatly boosted.

They fought the monsters even more fiercely, as if they were unleashing all their power.

As the battle continued, the number of monsters gradually decreased.

Under the combined attack of Agnes and the warriors, they had completely lost their previous fearlessness and began to flee in disarray.

87. Recourse to force

As the smoke of war slowly dissipated, the clamor on the battlefield gradually subsided into calm.

Agnes was agile and nimble. She slightly bent her knees and leaped, landing steadily on the city wall. Her movements were clean and swift, without any hesitation.

Her expression was cold and stern, like frost in the dead of winter. She looked directly at Link and said, "As you wish, here is Carter Zane's head. I have retrieved it for you."

After saying that, she expressionlessly handed over the head, which still had traces of blood on it, the bloodstains looking particularly glaring in the sunlight.

Link did not reach out to take it, but instead turned his gaze to a Grik cavalryman standing to the side.

The cavalryman reacted swiftly, instantly understanding Link's meaning. He hurriedly stepped forward, respectfully took Carter Zane's head with both hands, and then steadily hung it on his spear.

Now, the war has been won, and the cheers of the crowd still seem to echo in our ears.

However, everyone knew in their hearts that what they would face next was an even more troublesome enemy—the fearsome "Terror Lord".

Norton Gregg, known as the "Duke of Terror," was a powerful lord who possessed a vast territory spanning thousands of miles.

To be precise, the current "Duke of Terror" is the thirteenth generation. Before him, the Greg family had gone through twelve generations of painstaking management and development. Each generation had shed sweat and blood on this land to forge the terrifying strength of the Greg family today.

They accumulated wealth, expanded their power, and cultivated an elite army, gradually leading their family to its glorious peak.

Such a powerful enemy is undoubtedly many times more terrifying than Carter Zane.

Although Carter Zane is a powerful figure and a local tyrant in the surrounding area, he is probably as insignificant and vulnerable as an ant compared to a giant elephant in front of the "Duke of Terror".

However, there was no fear in Link's eyes. His gaze was firm and steady, as if he had long been prepared to face any challenge.

No matter how difficult the road ahead, he was determined to kill Carter Zane.

Even if it offends the "terrorist leader," so what?

When soldiers come, we will block them; when water comes, we will dam it.

Link knew that on this continent full of strife and war, fear would only make him lose the motivation to move forward.

Moreover, the rich points gained from this war far exceeded Link's expectations. As long as he can develop steadily for a period of time, he is confident that he can withstand even the "Dreadlord" as his opponent.

Link turned around and shouted to the warriors behind him, "Take Katar Zane's head, have Lina organize the troops and wait here, then we'll head to Ashvalley County!"

His voice was loud and powerful, echoing in the air so that every soldier could hear it clearly.

With Carter Zane dead, Link will naturally not let go of the wealth and power he left behind and will definitely take over it.

Especially in the current situation, no one knows when the powerful "Terrorist Duke" will retaliate, so he must seize every opportunity to strengthen his own power and improve the combat effectiveness of his army.

In this land full of uncertainties, only those who are strong enough can stand firm in this chaotic world.

Just like during the last campaign against Ironhammer Territory, Carter Zane's head was held high, like Schumpeter's head.

Link mounted his warhorse, his posture upright, like an unshakeable mountain peak, and rode forward.

Following closely behind him were Lina, Agnes, Lucrezia, Sterula, and Asagi, each with a resolute expression and radiating a unique aura. Further back were the Grik cavalry and the heavy shield infantry legion.

This army had just experienced a fierce and bloody battle, their bodies still stained with fresh blood. A chilling atmosphere permeated the air, as if an invisible force was swirling and lingering, sending shivers down one's spine.

Link led his army in a grand procession toward Ashvalley County, making no attempt to conceal their whereabouts.

He wanted everyone to know that the army of Winterfell had won and that they would enter Ashenvale in a powerful manner.

Therefore, this incredibly shocking scene was discovered by spies from various factions in the vicinity of Ashvalley County just as they set off on their journey.

These spies originally came here intending to report back to their respective factions as soon as possible the news that Carter Zane had led his army to annihilate Winterhold and kill Winterhold Lord Link.

After all, in their view, Carter Zane had a strong and well-equipped army with many elite soldiers and advanced weaponry, and Winter City would have no chance against him.

They could almost see Katarina leading his army to raze Winterfell to the ground, and imagine Link trembling under Katarina's iron hooves.

But now it seems that the situation has obviously changed dramatically.

The one whose head was severed was not Link, the lord of Winterfell, but Katar Zane!

"Gods above, what have I seen! It's Lord Carter Zane's head!" A scout stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief, his voice trembling. He rubbed his eyes incessantly, as if trying to confirm that it was real.

"It really is...it really is Carter Zane's head! How could the mighty Lord Carter Zane have his head chopped off!" Another scout was also horrified, rubbing his eyes repeatedly, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing. His body trembled slightly, his heart filled with fear and confusion.

"My God, Winterfell actually defeated Lord Carter Zane! This is impossible!" another scout muttered to himself, his eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment. He stood there blankly, as if he had lost his soul, his mind a complete void.

The spies couldn't believe their eyes; it was simply unbelievable.

How could Carter Zane, leading such a powerful army, be defeated?

They simply couldn't understand what had happened behind the scenes.

They began whispering among themselves, asking each other what they had seen, trying to get some clues from each other.

However, when the spies' gazes finally began to shift from Carter Zane's head to the army behind Link, they all fell silent.

Whether it was the menacing heavy cavalry, the well-equipped Winterfell City Guards, or the silent yet powerful Eleguroa heavy shield infantry following closely behind.

All of this made it clear to everyone that this was no ordinary army.

Although they are few in number, they should not be underestimated!

Especially the red figure walking at the front of the group—Agnes.

She was just a woman, but the way she glanced at you unintentionally made you feel like you couldn't breathe, as if you were being suppressed by an invisible force.

Her eyes revealed a coldness and murderous intent that made people afraid to meet her gaze.

"What a terrifying momentum!"

The spies quickly looked away, no longer daring to look at her, fearing that even a glance would bring them unnecessary trouble.

They began to carefully record everything they saw, preparing to send the information back to their respective factions as soon as possible.

Link led his army forward, ignoring all the spies hidden along the roadside.

He knew perfectly well that these spies were the eyes and ears of various factions, and he needed to use them to convey a new message to the factions around Ashvalley County: from this day forward, there would be no more Ashvalley County Lord Carter Zane, but in his place was him, the Lord of Winterhold, Link!

He wanted to make everyone know in a powerful way that Winter City had risen and was no longer a small force that could be bullied at will.

Link's army slowly advanced, and finally, some spies from various factions, with their keen insight and skillful methods, uncovered more details.

They discovered a battlefield in the jungle, a scene of utter devastation.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and corpses floated all over the ground, resembling a scene from a hellish realm.

The battlefield reeked of a pungent, nauseating smell of blood.

Severed limbs were scattered all over the ground, and blood stained the earth, forming dark red pools of blood.

There were also some soldiers from Carter Zane's army who managed to escape, and they all looked dazed, as if they had lost their souls.

Their eyes were filled with fear and despair as they staggered forward, muttering something under their breath.

Whether it was the battlefield that resembled a hellish landscape, or the fleeing soldiers who, though they escaped, were all insane and seemed to have suffered a tremendous blow, it all indicated that Carter Zane's army had just suffered a crushing defeat here!

"Dead, all dead! That woman is a demon, a demon!"