Transcendent Dawn

Similar night raids lasted for several days.

With Sulu pressing the formation, and the knights who fought back almost never returning, the people in the north fell into a huge panic.

Because there is no solution!

A Tier 4 professional is fighting a guerrilla, how can the guys on the opposite side who don't even have a Tier 3 resist?

This is equivalent to an adult bullying a child, similar in nature to Aemon's conspiracy in the capital and the killing of Duke Lister.

The strategy is not clever, but it has enough power to ensure its implementation, which creates a nightmare where the enemy is helpless no matter how hard they struggle!

In the most recent time, Sulu even directly ignited the granary of the northerners, putting them in a desperate situation.

At that time, Sulu felt that as long as an army of more than a thousand people could rush out of the city with a little cooperation, he might be able to accomplish a feat of breaking through thousands!

It's a pity that after a long period of fighting, the elite in Rose Castle has reached its limit.

As for the ordinary militia? If he wanted to complete the night attack, he might be more likely to get lost if he didn't, so he could only give up in resentment.

Therefore, after several considerations, Messiah and Shaker gave up this very tempting proposal.

Anyway, judging from the decline of the northern border army at this time, it won't take long for them to retreat voluntarily or collapse.

At that time, chasing after the tail during the day can also achieve great results.

...

Inside the coach's tent.

Grand Duke Flack looked older and older.

"Sulu Botley is here!"

"He killed several more honorable nobles."

"We can't do this, we have to leave..."

A lot of discussion came together, which eventually turned into fear.

'Has it reached... this point? '

He waved his hands feebly to make everyone retreat, and rubbed his temples with a sigh: "Not even death can make me surrender!"

"A respectable conviction, my lord!"

A man in a sackcloth with a public face stepped out of the shadows.

"Who are you?"

Grand Duke Frank suddenly became vigilant and grabbed the hilt of his sword.

"Nobody! Someone just brought a proposal... Your Excellency, do you want to avenge Sulu Botley?" the gray-robed man asked expressionlessly.

"Who is behind you?"

Archduke Frank remained vigilant.

"None of this is important, the important thing is that your death will add a very heavy weight to revenge...increasing the bad luck of the other party's death..."

The gray-robed man continued.

"My death... you said I would die here?"

Grand Duke Frank's face darkened, and he was silent for a long time before asking, "What's your plan?"

"If you want to destroy people, you must first make them crazy!"

The gray-robed man said in an indifferent voice: "This is the beginning of a curse ceremony... It will slowly brew, and finally bring madness and death to your enemies. The first sacrifice is your life!"

"Let me use my life to curse the enemy?"

Frank sneered: "Do you think I will agree?"

"It's your 'life that is about to die'. You and I know that Sulu Botley will not let you have the chance to go back to the north... The western region is destined to be your death."

The gray-robed man slowly retreated into the darkness: "Someone resigned...the deal is always valid."

When Frank looked again, he found that the opponent's body had merged into a shadow and disappeared, so he couldn't help but clenched his fists: "Damn wizard!"

Because of the existence of extraordinary power, it is a great obstacle to the centralization of power by the monarch. Even though he himself has trained knights, he is still quite hostile to disobedient extraordinary individuals.

Of course, the knight class basically concentrated this hostility on the wizards, but did not take into account that their own existence was also an important factor in obstructing the centralization of power!

...

A few days later, on the battlefield.

Nearly 20,000 people fought together.

Sulu was wearing heavy armor and led a group of knights as the vanguard.

With his physical fitness at this time, even if he added a hundred catties of heavy armor,

It still feels like wearing a thick suit, holding a three-meter-long spear, and as you swing it, knights keep dying.

Behind their 'sharp knives', there are about 3,000 soldiers, which is already the limit that Rose Castle can make up at present.

But at this time, although the enemy has about 10,000 people, they have experienced many night raids, their morale has plummeted, and their food supply has been cut off. Even the local collection has been done too much before, and now it can no longer be done. up.

Under the premise of taking full advantage, it is of course a hearty victory.

Thousands of people dispersed the army of tens of thousands of people, chasing and killing them like ducks. The dilapidated flags fell to the ground, and there were screams and wailing sounds everywhere.

Basically, after entering the pursuit battle, it is difficult to reverse the battle situation, and it has entered the time of garbage mopping up.

Sulu rode a horse and carried out targeted killing.

As long as it is a formal knight or above, or a wizard, there is no possibility of surviving in his eyes.

"For this big victory, we must win the Duke of the North to be considered perfect."

This man is a waste, he abides by the rigid rules, and Sulu gave him such a long time, but he has not managed to win over a few powerful transcendents.

Although according to the unspoken rules among the nobles, even if it is a war, it is better to take such a large number of "enemy heads" as prisoners, but Sulu doesn't care about these at all.

Shaker strongly demanded that enough captives be captured so that the Northern Territory could surrender without bloodshed, but Messiah didn't seem to want to let go of this 'culprit' who forced her mother to death.

"The flag of Archduke Frank... is there."

Sulu saw a cavalry team, his eyes lit up, and he chased after it.

"Protect the Grand Duke!"

Although he was alone, the knight on the opposite side still roared in grief and anger, leaving a group of people to stop him.

"Get out!"

Sulu swung his spear wantonly, killing the cavaliers one by one, jumped off the horse and flashed a few times, and chased him to a forest.

Even though they were defeated, the northerners were still very loyal and surrounded Grand Duke Frank.

The Grand Duke took off his helmet, and with some blood stains on his body, he was sitting on a tree stump, quietly waiting for his fate.

"See you again, Grand Duke!"

Sulu's figure emerged, saluting with his chest.

He raised his hand, and several sprays of blood flew, which was the guardian guard was thrown out.

"Sulu Botley... When I was in the northern border, I really hate that I didn't execute you directly!"

Grand Duke Frank stood up, staring at Sulu with wolf-like eyes.

"Even then, you couldn't kill me."

Sulu shrugged: "Are you going to surrender?"

"Running Wolf will never surrender!"

Grand Duke Frank thought of the emergency meeting just now, and stared at Sulu: "In the name of Frank Mitis, I curse you! Crazy slaughterer..."

puff!

After uttering a vicious curse, he took out a black broken sword and slashed fiercely at his neck.

Blood splatter!