Reincarnation Paradise: The Void Debt Collector

Therefore, Marquis Mark would rather let his subordinates suffer. After all, they are just a bunch of peasants. Marquis Mark would not feel sad no matter how many of them died. At most, he could ask his nephew to go to the border to capture another group of people after a while.

Hearing Marquis Mark's words, Carlos raised his head with a whoosh, and his armor collided with each other. Marquis Mark was frightened by his momentum and felt a chill in his heart.

"Carlos, what do you want to do!"

Marquis Mark roared in a timid manner, and hundreds of his personal soldiers drew their swords from their waists and surrounded Carlos.

"My Lord Marquis, don't you still have 300,000 troops under your rule? If you don't have enough soldiers, I..."

"No need to say more, at most 80,000, that's it."

At this tense moment, a knight in silver armor came riding at full speed.

He was very agile and jumped off the horse without waiting for it to stop, his movements clean and neat.

The arrival of the knight instantly broke the stalemate.

The silver-armored knight looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Marquis Mark. He read out the order in a loud voice: "Sir Mark, Viscount, His Majesty has ordered that in view of the urgency of the Black Soil Plains front and the fact that the Viscount has not been deeply involved in military and political affairs for many years, it is decided that during the Black Soil Plains War, all military and political affairs will be fully managed by Carlos, the Legion Commander. His Highness has sent 300,000 elite troops to reinforce the Black Soil Plains front to ensure the stability of the war. Viscount, please return to Holy Dragon City immediately. This is His Highness's handwritten order."

After saying that, the silver-armored knight pulled out a dagger inlaid with gems from his arms.

This dagger is obviously a token of the royal family, symbolizing the supremacy of imperial power.

Upon seeing this, all the people around fell to their knees and expressed their highest respect to the dagger and to the Emperor who was far away in Holy Dragon City.

"What did you call me just now?" Marquis Mark swallowed hard, as if he wanted to confirm whether he had heard it wrong.

"Lord Viscount Mark." The silver-armored knight repeated it clearly, and every word hit Mark's heart like a hammer.

These words seemed to drain all of Marquis Mark's strength, and he fell off his horse and landed in the dust on the ground.

The surrounding soldiers and bodyguards looked at this scene in astonishment, and no one dared to step forward to help him.

The Knight in Silver Armor continued, "Also, Lord Viscount, His Highness has personally sent people to investigate the renovation of the Black Iron Fortress 14 years ago..."

However, Viscount Mark could no longer hear anything. His ears were buzzing and his heart was filled with panic and despair.

For a hereditary marquis, demotion was an extremely rare punishment, usually only in the case of serious crimes, such as embezzlement of military funds.

And now, he is facing demotion due to embezzlement of funds for the renovation of Black Earth Fortress.

Viscount Mark's crime was exposed and his title was demoted two levels, from the prestigious Marquis directly to Viscount. This severe punishment was rare in the history of the empire.

Normally, a marquis's title would only be reduced to an earl. However, because what Marquis Mark did this time was so unkind, the dean of the Holy Dragon Academy couldn't stand it anymore, and even used his influence to reduce Mark's title by one level, completely excluding him from the core circle of the nobility.

You should know that the gap between a marquis and a viscount is as huge as heaven and earth. Among the five major titles of duke, marquis, earl, viscount and baron, the first three are hereditary titles, but the last two can basically be obtained as long as one has made enough contributions.

The once high and mighty Marquis Mark is now only Viscount Mark, and his status and reputation have collapsed overnight.

What is more serious is that the relevant departments will conduct an in-depth investigation into his past deeds. I am afraid that his status as a viscount alone will not be enough to protect him from legal sanctions.

At the same time, the fate of Blood Lion Carlos was completely opposite.

He was promoted directly from deputy corps commander to corps commander. This leap not only made his status soar, but also gave him real military power.

In the official system of the empire, the position of the commander of the Iron Blood Legion is already higher than that of the count. Carlos' current power and status are no longer comparable to the past.

"When will the 300,000 soldiers arrive?" Carlos took a deep breath, trying to calm his excitement.

This sudden change caught him off guard, but his years of military career enabled him to adjust quickly.

"It will take at most one day. They are elite troops drawn from the Hill Grand Canyon." The messenger replied.

"Very good." Carlos nodded. This batch of reinforcements will greatly enhance their combat effectiveness, and the hope of retaking the Black Earth Fortress will also be greatly increased.

"Your Majesty has another oral order," the messenger continued, "Because Viscount Mark is old and dim-sighted, he mistakenly brought Lin Yi, the young apprentice of the dean of the Holy Dragon Academy, into the army. Your Majesty orders Commander Carlos to send him back within three days."

After hearing the messenger's words, Carlos suddenly realized why Marquis Mark suffered such a terrible end this time.

It turned out that he not only offended the emperor, but also offended the dean of the Holy Dragon Academy. He really brought this upon himself.

The silver-armored knight bowed to Carlos, indicating that the order had been read out, and then rode on his tall horse towards the capital, Holy Dragon King City.

Carlos pulled the adjutant next to him and whispered a few words to him.

The adjutant hesitated and said, "Commander, isn't this too hasty? The reinforcements will be here soon. Should we wait until they arrive before taking action?"

Carlos shook his head and said firmly: "Don't wait for reinforcements. It would be a good thing if those tribal bastards were stationed in the fortress. What I am most worried about is that they will sabotage the fortress from inside. Don't forget, their goal is to invade us, and they will not give up the fortress easily."

Carlos sighed. Although attacking the fortress would cause an astonishing number of casualties, and hundreds of thousands of lives would be killed on the battlefield with just one order from him, the war had developed to the point where it was no longer a matter of casualty rate. As the saying goes, a merciful army cannot be commanded. Carlos was ruthless enough, otherwise he would not have been able to climb to such a position.

Chapter 396 The War Begins (Please subscribe and vote)

Let’s not talk about Lin Yi’s whereabouts for now.

For Carlos, the top priority now is to retake the Black Earth Fortress, which is the most urgent task.

The longer the Horde controls Black Earth Fortress, the more secure their hold on it will become, making future attacks by Carlos more difficult.

Therefore, he had to take action before the tribe had completely consolidated its defense. With every passing minute, the difficulty of attacking the fortress would increase.

He turned to his adjutant and gave a quick order.

Without any hesitation, the adjutant immediately conveyed the order to his subordinates, who then quickly passed the order to every soldier.

The entire army moved quickly and orderly like a sophisticated machine and continued to advance towards the Black Earth Fortress.

As the army moved forward, Su Xiao, standing on a high place, had a panoramic view of the situation at the Black Earth Frontier with his extraordinary eyesight.

Contrary to expectations, the tribe did not use the border to build a defense line, but instead deployed troops some distance in front of the border.

The tribe's army was diverse, with most of them being various orcs - minotaurs, dog-headed men, lion-headed men, etc. Their heads had the features of wild beasts, while their bodies were similar to humans, except that they were taller, with an average height of an astonishing 2 meters.

These orcs constitute the main force of the tribal army. Although the combat effectiveness of individual orcs varies, their numerical advantage makes them a force that cannot be ignored.

In addition to orcs, there are also goblins and dwarves in the tribal army.

Goblins have green skin and look like goblins. Although they are short in stature, they are experts in war. They are good at alchemy and making magical war weapons, and provide strong technical support for the tribe.

The dwarves are known for their sturdy stature and powerful fighting ability. The short-handled hammers and broad-bladed axes in their hands can cause great destructive power on the battlefield. They are the backbone of the tribe.

However, the Horde's most powerful weapon is their troll warriors.

These warriors possess naturally strong bodies and a degree of magic-immune skin, making them nearly fearless on the battlefield and a nightmare to infantrymen.

Although the troll population is sparse, their existence undoubtedly greatly enhances the fighting power of the tribe.

Judging from the comparison of military strength, the tribe has a clear advantage in numbers, about twice that of the empire.

But war is not a simple competition of numbers. The soldiers of the empire are well-trained, well-equipped, and have a rigorous tactical system.

The humans have weapons made by the elves, while the tribal side has weapons made by the dwarves, and each has its own strengths in weapons.

However, the resources of the tribe are not enough, which is reflected in the fact that most of the tribal army only have weapons in their hands, and the armor on their bodies are all prepared by themselves.

You have to know that the tribe’s resources are not enough, otherwise they wouldn’t keep attacking the Longteng Empire to seize resources.

The tribe is already under tremendous pressure to equip 300,000 troops with complete weapons. As for the remaining protective gear, the tribe is really powerless.

Fortunately, there are a lot of orcs in the tribe. To these orcs, the animal skins on their bodies are almost the same as leather armor. Ordinary people cannot pierce their fur without some effort, so the orcs in the tribe don’t care about armor.

boom!

A low muffled sound was heard from the rear of the tribal camp. Inside the Black Earth Fortress, black stone chips flew dozens of meters high. If the distance was not close enough, the explosion could not be heard at all. This should be a bomb made by the goblins.

Carlos knew that the tribe's strategy was obviously to create chaos by blowing up the fortress.

Once a large breach is created in the fortress, even if the Empire is able to successfully recapture it, it will still face constant harassment from the tribes.

The insidious thing about this tactic is that it exploits the fortress's strategic location and transforms it into a potential threat.

The tribe seemed to realize that the empire would do whatever it took to retake the fortress, so they chose this extreme way to deal with it.

Their purpose was most likely to use the fortress's damaged fortifications to carry out wanton destruction and looting in the empire after it was recaptured.

Faced with this situation, Carlos decisively ordered the army to advance.

He understood that the most important thing now was to regain control before the tribe caused more damage to Black Earth Fortress.

As the military order was issued, the imperial army rushed towards the fortress like a torrent. They had only one goal - to recapture the Black Earth Fortress.

Boom, boom, boom...

The deafening sound of war drums came from behind the imperial army. A giant about ten meters tall was holding a drumstick and beating a huge drum with runes all over its surface.

The sound of war drums rang out, and at this moment, the entire battlefield was filled with a murderous atmosphere.

[You gain the buff effect of 'Iron Blood Legion War Drum Song', movement speed +5%, strength +1, physical strength +1, pain -20%. ]

This is an extremely large enhancement skill. As the drums sounded, the soldiers of the Empire began to march forward in unison.

On the vast battlefield, the human army and the tribal army engaged in a fierce battle.

The sunlight shines on the sharp swords, spears, and halberds, reflecting a dazzling light, as if it was a sign of a meteor streaking across the sky.

The sound of drums, horns and shouts rose and fell, resounding through the sky. These sounds converged into a tragic and exciting symphony, inspiring every soldier to move forward bravely.

The first row of soldiers of both armies were the vanguard of the charge and they shouldered the brunt of the responsibility.

When the two armies collided, the cannon fodder orcs in front of the tribal army were pierced through by the spears and halberds of the human army like a string of candied haws.

Blood gushed out, instantly dyeing the ground where the two armies met red.

The scene was so tragic and thrilling that it made people shudder.

The sounds of flesh being pierced were continuous and screams were incessant. If someone had a weak will, just hearing this sound would scare them to death.

On the battlefield, soldiers kept falling down, like wheat cut by a sickle, row after row.

Their blood dyed the land red, but the subsequent soldiers filled in fearlessly and continued to fight.

The sound of weapons colliding clanged and merged into one, flesh splattered, blood spilled, and shouts of killing rose to the sky.

This is the true portrayal of the battlefield, as cruel and ruthless as purgatory.

Here, there is no humanity, no sympathy, and the only belief is to kill all enemies.

After two minutes of fierce fighting, the heavy shield defense line of the imperial army's front row was finally broken.

The soldiers of both sides gradually gathered together and started a chaotic hand-to-hand combat.

Lin Yi stood near Su Xiao holding a staff. He knew very well that now was not the best time to activate the halo.

During this chaotic period, once the halo is turned on, it is easy to attract the attention of tribal soldiers and become the target of concentrated fire.

Chapter 397 Meat Grinder (asking for monthly tickets and subscriptions)

On top of the towering walls of the Black Earth Fortress, the tribal soldiers were busy and orderly preparing for war.

They gathered around a massive crossbow bed, a masterpiece of ingenuity crafted by dwarven craftsmen specifically for the defense of the city walls.

Don't be fooled by its simple appearance, its power should not be underestimated.

Every time the crossbow fires an arrow, the arrow will spin in mid-air, spreading out an attack surface like a fan of knives.

The power of this arrow is so great that it is like a meat grinder on the battlefield. It kills people if it touches them and injures people if it touches them. It is terrifying.

Several strong troll soldiers worked together to turn the capstan on the crossbow bed.

I'm afraid only the troll soldiers can easily control such heavy defensive facilities.

They gritted their teeth, formed a team of four, tensed their muscles, and began to slowly push the turntable on the bowstring.

As the winch slowly turned, a clicking sound was heard.

The bowstring of the crossbow gradually became tighter with their efforts, like a poisonous snake ready to pounce on its prey at any time.

The arrow shaft is made of high-quality wood and is carefully polished by craftsmen, which not only retains the toughness of the wood but also gives it a light quality.

This carefully crafted arrow shaft can not only withstand strong launching force, but also ensure the arrow's stable and accurate flight.

The arrowhead was made of fine iron, flashing a cold and sharp light.

The sharp tip and streamlined design all reveal its powerful lethality.

On both sides of the arrow shaft, there was a faint hint of cold light, which was the secret weapon hidden in the arrow shaft.

When the crossbow is fired, these hidden blades quickly unfold, turning the arrow into a rapidly spinning harvesting weapon that kills anything it touches.

When the bowstring is stretched to its limit, the soldiers carefully place the carefully crafted crossbow arrow on the bowstring.