My villain wants to save himself, but the yandere heroine disagrees

"High Priest, what are you laughing at?" The priest next to him looked at him puzzledly.

"I laugh at Orsen because he is incompetent after all. If an army were to be ambushed here, the morale of a normal army would definitely be weakened and it would completely collapse."

At this moment, an unusual burnt smell came into Andrew's nose.

"High Priest, do you smell anything?"

"Yeah." Andrew nodded. "It's like something is burnt."

At this time, the disadvantages of the Immortal Legion were revealed.

Because they are a group of machines that only obey the orders of the priests of the God Ancestor Cult, they act entirely on instinct and cannot transmit any information. Therefore, when the initial smell drifts towards them, they will not actively report it.

By the time the priests in the center of the army array smelled the fire, the fire had already spread.

Moreover, because this wildfire did not break out at one point, but was ignited simultaneously at multiple points by humans and is now connected together, coupled with the influence of dry weather and valley winds, it cannot be easily extinguished.

"High Priest, the surrounding woods are on fire! Fire, such a big fire!" At this time, a priest on the periphery ran towards Andrew.

But Andrew didn't have the time to care about all this at the moment. He stared blankly at everything in the distance, with the firelight reflected in his pupils.

It took him more than ten seconds to react, and then he said quickly: "Of course I know there is a fire, why don't you put it out now! If there is no water, use magic, put out the fire quickly!"

When the subordinates heard Andrew's order, they rushed out quickly. They took back the Immortal Legion, and then went to the front line of the fire and used water magic to put out the fire.

The strength of the priests is mostly at level five or six, which is considered to be very good magicians. However, even a level nine magician cannot put out a large forest fire of this magnitude even if he uses all his magic power. At this moment, the water columns created by these magicians are just like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in front of the fire wall. Not only does it fail to extinguish the fire, but it also fuels the fire, making the flames burn even more vigorously.

Andrew was anxious when he saw this situation. If even magic didn't work, there was no way to stop the wildfire from engulfing everyone.

Just at this moment, many magicians appeared in the sky.

They didn't cast any magic here, but instead sprinkled a lot of black liquid.

As soon as these liquids reached the ground and came into contact with the flames, they instantly began to burn. They were more effective than low- and medium-level fire magic, especially when facing such a large-scale army.

The priests had already used up most of their magic power when putting out the fire, and it was impossible for them to rise into the sky and die now. Faced with this situation, everyone was busy fleeing in all directions, and no one was controlling the activities of the Immortal Legion anymore.

Faced with the fleeing local priests, the approach of the court magicians who were waiting in the sky was very simple.

The enemies below were either the strange Immortal Legion, who would not even cry out even if they were burned to death while standing, or the people who controlled the Immortal Legion. These people fled in all directions, and the court magicians were responsible for capturing them all alive.

Only a small number of priests still maintained their sanity, manipulating the nearby Immortal Legion to move forward continuously, praying that they could escape from this purgatory ahead.

In a short distance of less than two kilometers, this Immortal Army of more than ten thousand people suffered a loss of more than 80%.

However, when the priests who were about to escape death saw the coalition forces that had been waiting there for a long time, the last string that held them tight broke.

As for the coalition forces, seeing the army finally arriving in front of them covered in dust, they also clenched their weapons tightly in their hands, not daring to relax even a little.

……

"Your Excellency the Duke, Andrew and his troops are heading east to pursue the coalition forces."

In the Naples camp, Giovanni received reports from the front.

"Didn't I tell them to wait for me? Why did you act on your own?"

"Andrew said that opportunities are rare and will never come back. If we let the enemy run away now, it will be difficult to fight next time."

"…As long as he can win, everything will be fine."

Giovanni said this, and suddenly thought of something. He then looked up at the officer who came to report the information: "You just said, in which direction did they chase the enemy?"

"East."

"I remember that the only place of strategic value in the east is Yaning Valley, right? Could they have chased them to Yaning Valley?"

When the officer heard Giovanni's question, his forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat.

"It seems... it seems very likely that Andrew is not a local and does not know the terrain of the Yaning Valley. It seems not a good idea to fight there..."

"No, pass the order down, march quickly, and make sure to catch up with Andrew and his army!" Giovanni became anxious instantly. Andrew's legion was his hope of turning the tide. If the losses were too great, he would have no hope.

……

Two days later, in front of Yaning Valley.

It was almost sunset, but Giovanni had no intention of watching the fiery red sunset in the west.

Because in front of him, the raging fire burning in the Yaning Valley in the east had already overshadowed the sunset in the west.

Seeing this scene, Giovanni felt a sharp pain in his heart. His eyes rolled back and he fell backwards.

Fortunately, the officer next to him discovered it in time and grabbed him the moment he fell.

"My Lord Duke, are you okay?!"

"..." Giovanni looked at the Yanin Valley in the distance. At this moment, he knew what was happening inside without even thinking about it.

With a fire of this magnitude, there is no chance that Andrew's army will survive.

His chest felt stuffy and he couldn't breathe. After a long time, he gradually regained his normal breathing.

"Andrew, give me back my legion!" Giovanni shouted hysterically.

After shouting this, he covered his chest and continued to gasp for breath.

In the end, he couldn't withstand the blow, his eyes rolled back, and he completely passed out.

Chapter 124: I'm Sorry to Disappoint You

"Your Excellency the Commander-in-Chief, our court magicians have captured more than thirty cultists. All of them are at your disposal."

After the fire, the sky was still covered with dark clouds that blocked out the sun until noon the next day.

"Well, detain them first. Don't let any of them go. When the time comes, return to Saint Laurent City and hand them over to the church for public trial."

"By the way, we heard from those cultists that their high priest is called Andrew. I wonder if you, Commander-in-Chief, have caught this person?"

"I have caught quite a few here, I'll ask around later."

"Okay, thank you for your concern, sir."

The other party said this and walked out politely.

Orson lowered his head and pondered for a while, then walked out of the tent. Finally, he found the person who was most different from the other cultists among yesterday's captives.

When Orson approached the other man, he was still tied to a tree stump. When he saw Orson coming, his face was full of fear.

"Andrew, right?" Orson came up to the other person, squatted down and asked.

"No...you, you've got the wrong person..." The other person said this and shook his head quickly.

However, the nervous look on his face betrayed him.

“Oh, that’s a pity. I only plan to let Andrew survive this time. Since you are not Andrew, goodbye.”

As he said this, he reached for the sword at his waist.

Andrew saw this and said in a panic, "Well, I am Andrew, I am Andrew, please put the sword away first, we have something to talk about..."

“Oh? How can you prove that you are Andrew?”

"Uh...this..." Andrew didn't know what to say for a moment after hearing this.

"Let's do this." Seeing the other party's anxious look, Orson gave him a way out.

"I am very interested in your powerful soldiers. Can you tell me how they were trained?"

"I..." Andrew's eyes lit up when he heard this, as if he had found a life-saving straw, and then he started talking.

"I recruit all of them. Those soldiers are trained using the secret method I taught. The secret method I taught can make ordinary people become strong men with fourth-level strength. So this army is difficult to deal with in your opinion."

"Oh? Then what's the secret method of yours?"

"If you want to use the secret method, you must first believe in my religion!" Andrew said, raising his head.

"How about it? If you are also interested in power, why not convert to us? I swear, with my help, you can become the emperor of the empire."

Seeing an opportunity, Andrew even began to turn the tables and started to instigate Orson to rebel.

"That's not necessary." Orson shook his head. "I don't want to become a living dead, just following your orders."

"But I feel like you seemed to be hiding something from me just now?" Orson said this and looked at Andrew.

"You haven't told me the price of the secret technique yet. If you don't tell me the truth, I have someone here who is very good at torture. Do you want to try his torture skills?"

"This... this is not necessary..." Andrew laughed, but his trembling legs revealed his current mood.

"I...every word I said is true. If there is even one lie...my Lord will punish you immediately."

"Alas, it seems you are not going to tell the truth." Orson sighed regretfully and turned away.

"Um... no, sir, we can still discuss it properly, don't be like this..."

……

"Doctor, are the results of the interrogation out?" At night, when no one was around, Orson talked to the doctor alone in the woods.

"Yes." The doctor nodded. "That guy has a weak willpower and confessed everything in a short while. I don't know how he became the leader of a cult."

"It's normal. Some people rely on flattery to get to the top, and then they hand over all the hard work to their subordinates. When they are used to a life of luxury, it is easy for them to develop this kind of personality." Orson said this and shook his head. "So, tell me about your findings, doctor."

"Well, their so-called secret method can indeed make people stronger, but it will also make them lose their minds and turn them into monsters that only listen to their manipulation."

"The conditions for the secret method to work require that the person being controlled cannot resist at all. Moreover, the probability of success is extremely low, only about one in ten."

"What happens if it doesn't work?"

"Brain damage, death."

"..." Orson fell silent after hearing the result.

"That is to say, behind the approximately 10,000 troops they controlled, there were at least 100,000 dead bodies buried?"

"Yes." The doctor nodded.

"The reason why they were able to do this is obviously because they had Giovanni's consent. Otherwise, in other parts of the empire, even if only a hundred people disappeared, let alone a hundred thousand people, it would be enough to attract local attention."

“Giovanni…” Orson couldn’t help but clench his fists when he heard the analysis.

He had never wanted someone dead as much as he did now.

If everything Giovanni did before was understandable because he wanted to satisfy his ambition, then everything he did now had crossed the line.

You know, after the war broke out, the population of the entire Romulus city did not exceed 300,000. Coupled with the previous armed suppression, the population of Romulus city was reduced by nearly half.

The war crimes committed by Giovanni were enough to get him sentenced to death ten thousand times by the laws of the empire, and he was completely nailed to the pillar of shame.

"So what did you do with him in the end?"

"I arranged an expedited express for him to go to be judged by God as soon as possible."

"I'm afraid the church won't be too satisfied with what you're doing..."

"Anyway, you'll hold up the sky if it falls, I just need to do what I should do."

"Okay." Orson sighed helplessly.

……

Since hearing the news of Andrew's defeat, Giovanni seemed like a different person. He ordered his troops to return to the city of Romulus, and then spent the whole day drinking and having fun in the Duke's Palace, no longer caring about defense. Only a few officers who were still loyal to him took over the military power and began to arrange the city's defense.

After a few days, the coalition forces attacked the city of Romulus. This time, the coalition forces learned of the tragedy that occurred in the city, and their morale was boosted. Everyone wanted to rescue the citizens in the city who were in dire straits. In addition, with the support of court magicians and other humanoid war weapons, the city of Romulus was only defended for one day before being forced into the street fighting stage.

"Your Excellency Duke, the enemy is less than two kilometers away from here. We can't hold on any longer. Please think of a solution!" The officer defending the city shouted as he entered the Duke's mansion. However, he only saw Giovanni, with disheveled hair, sleeping soundly on the sofa.

Next to Giovanni, a black figure appeared.

"His Excellency the Duke is resting now. Return to your post, officer."

"But, but in two hours at most, the enemy will arrive here. If we don't think of a solution, the Dukedom will be destroyed!"

"What nonsense!?" At this time, Giovanni seemed to have heard the key words, and he sat up from the sofa and shouted loudly.

"Who said the dukedom will perish? Naples will never perish!" He screamed loudly. "Get back to the battlefield and fight! I have raised you for so long, you should repay me with your lives, get back to the battlefield!"

"Yes, sir!" After being scolded by Giovanni, the officer could only lower his head and rush back to the front line in disappointment.

"Your Excellency the Duke, do you need my help?" The black shadow also spoke at this time.

"You? If you go out, who will be responsible for my safety?"

"But the front line is short of manpower right now. If I don't go, it seems they won't be able to hold the front line."

"You can hold the front line if you go there? If you really have that ability, the position of Duke will be given to you."