The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 145 Panic in Boshi City

General Agathon left peacefully.

It's not because Rohan tortured him inhumanely. After all, he is not a devil and has no great interest in torturing an uncle who is over fifty years old.

It was just that before he died, he killed all the imperial soldiers who were stubbornly resisting in front of him, and at the same time ordered the knights to pursue the deserters.

Looking at the defeated empire troops that kept falling like wheat under the pursuit of the knights, Rohan shook his head with some dissatisfaction.

"Sure enough, heavy cavalry is not suitable for chasing and escaping. Maybe I should find an opportunity to raise some dogs or harpies?"

Since the addition of giants, Rohan's troops no longer lack long-range heavy firepower and melee terror positions, but they are always at a disadvantage in terms of cavalry.

The Dark Rider is too fragile, and it is difficult to play a big role in Pendor, a world where there is no shortage of heavy cavalry and archers.

The Teutonic Knights who have not received the blessing are only suitable for charging into battle. Although they can compete with the chivalrous knights of Bretonnia in terms of combat effectiveness, they are only mortals after all.

Maybe we should consider asking Ms. Misty to get some foot washing water for them to drink?

"Report the damage, clean up...forget it, camp where we are, and move on after eating. Our goal is Boshi City!"

However, General Bienna only glanced at these nobles with disdain, and then reported to Justus seriously:

The smell of blood in the air is the best seasoning. Even Rohan is not exempt from the vulgarity. He wishes he could have a bowl of broth right now to satisfy his craving.

"Since losing the Imperial Port, Buckley's merchant ships can only trade through the imperial capital - Siyuan City.

"That's right, as long as those hateful giants are eliminated, the empire's cavalry can easily break through the elves' defense line!"

But after looking at the giants and war hydras that had already been eaten, as well as the Pandor servants who were a little tired from the fierce battle, Rohan still thoughtfully ordered to rest.

After the battle, Luohan originally thought of moving on and taking over Boshi City in one go, ending the battle with the empire cleanly.

Halberd and powerful crossbow?

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"Then why are we still dawdling? We should seize the time to deploy the city defense now!"

"This bowl is mine!"

"I'm afraid not, Lord Governor. I think only the artillery from the Buckley Empire can kill those giants."

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In their mouths, Rohan completely turned into a murderous perverted mage, and the giants also became monsters that loved human flesh.

General Agathaon's defeat had warned them that they could not defeat those elves and giants using ordinary means.

There is still plenty of time, not to mention that this place is still far away from the City of Knowledge. The defeated empire army that has lost most of its mobile troops is still infantry, and their escape speed may not be as fast as their march.

If Rohan were here, he would definitely protest solemnly against the slanderous behavior of those soldiers!

When they heard that the highly respected General Agathon was brutally beheaded and was blasphemed by the elves after his death, many noble women cried on the spot:

"How could... such a kind and harmonious Grandpa Agathaon actually...!"

But if there are hundreds of deserters in a row with the same caliber, then something is completely wrong!

Several deserters who were tied up were escorted to the Lord's Hall. While receiving treatment from the Knights of the Radiant Cross, they cried about their experiences on the battlefield.

After every battle, the Drukhi who have satisfied their blood lust will eat meat and drink heavily to celebrate their victory.

For a moment, everyone, including Governor Justus, fell silent, looking for ways to defeat the enemy:

They did not fully believe the claims of those deserters. After all, these deserters were likely to exaggerate the enemy's combat power in order to cover up their own defeat.

Thinking of this, Rohan jumped off his horse, threw the broken lance stained with blood to Alleyn, then came to an elven stove and shouted:

Although the empire did purchase hundreds of artillery pieces and thousands of muskets, basically all of them are stored in the armory in Siyuan City. Plus, there are stragglers from the Snake Cult on the road, so it may take some time."

——One day later, in the palace of Boshi City

"Those giants would throw huge rocks with slings and smash my comrades into pulp. They even grabbed my friends and ate them during the battle!"

As soon as he finished speaking, some nobles began to shout:

"A giant more than ten meters high...General Bienna, can the ballistae on our city wall hit a giant a thousand meters away?"

It seems that the artillery is temporarily unreliable, but is there any good way to fight against the giant in a short period of time?

"That's right, that elf lord is a mage. He can even summon a fire dragon that is hundreds of meters tall by sacrificing human souls!"

Hearing that there was a way to deal with the giant, the nobles on the side became energetic and were ready to show off with the giant.

"Yes, those elves are simply devils. I personally saw General Agathaon being stabbed in the abdomen by the elf lord with a lance, and he even licked the general's blood!"

"Oh, oh, oh, evil elves, we will definitely take revenge!"

What, what, he sucks human blood and sacrifices souls. Why do you say it as if he is a vampire mage?

Unfortunately, Rohan is not here, so the local nobles can only get information about Rohan and the elves through the news of these deserters.

Beat magic with magic?

The goddess Damia has not responded to the call of believers for a long time. According to the deserters, it seems that the goddess Damia has been defeated and disappeared by the main god of the elves.

Justus covered his head with a headache. The transportation of gunpowder weapons was complicated and required a lot of time for preliminary preparations. However, what they lacked most now was time.

After all, he is his own child, so he is not bad at all.

As the governor of the City of Knowledge, Justus frowned at this time. Although he was very reluctant to believe the deserters' battle reports, there was no other way now.

"We should erect a monument to General Agathon and the knights who died heroically. The empire cannot forget their dedication!"

Compared to the weeping female nobles, the faces of the imperial generals were also full of sorrow and solemnity.

Looking at the helpless nobles around him, Governor Justus sighed helplessly and slowly sat on a chair to recall the past:

Decades ago, some imperial scholars who studied the Noldor elves tried to reproduce and master the legendary elven magic, and even achieved some success!

However, with the rise of demons and heretics around the world, the previous emperor directly killed all these scholars who studied magic and burned their books.

In order to prevent the invasion of heretics, the previous emperor did not even allow overseas explorers to go to the legendary Old Elf Road. Anyone who disobeys the order will be punished by the nine tribes!

Thinking of this, Justus opened his eyes, glanced at the world map placed not far away, looked at a broken continent at the edge of the world, and sighed:

"Perhaps... if those explorers at that time could persevere, maybe there would be another ending?"

(End of chapter)