Chapter 472

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

"I laugh at the fact that Orson is incompetent after all. If an army were ambushed here, a normal army would definitely become disorganized and completely collapse."

At this moment, an unusual burning smell reached Andrew's nose.

"High Priest, do you smell anything?"

"Yeah." Andrew nodded. "It was like something was burnt."

At this time, the disadvantage of the Immortal Legion was revealed.

Because they are a group of machines that only obey the orders of the priests of the Divine Ancestor Order. They do everything by instinct, and they cannot transmit information. Therefore, when the initial scent drifts to them, they will not take the initiative to return the favor.

When the priests in the center of the army array smelled the smell, the fire had already spread.

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

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

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

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

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

The strength of the priests is mostly at the fifth or sixth level, and they are considered very good magicians. However, even a ninth-level magician cannot extinguish such a large mountain fire with all his magic power. At this moment, these magics The water column created by the master's magic was just a mantis arm blocking the car in front of the wall of fire. Instead of extinguishing the fire, it actually fueled the fire and made the flames burn more intensely.

Andrew was anxious when he saw this situation. If he couldn't even use magic, he really couldn't stop the mountain fire from swallowing everyone up now.

It happened that at this time, many magicians appeared in the sky.

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

As soon as these liquids hit the ground and come into contact with the flames, they burn instantly. They are more effective than low- and medium-level fire magic, especially when facing such a large-scale legion.

The priests had already used their magic power to put out the fire, and now it was even more impossible to rise to the sky to die. Faced with this situation, everyone just ran away, and no one could control the Immortal Legion. activities.

Facing the fleeing local priests and waiting for work in the sky, the approach of the court magicians was also very simple.

The enemies below are either the weird Immortal Legion, which can stand and be burned alive without making a cry, or the people who control the Immortal Legion. These people are fleeing in all directions, and the palace magicians are responsible for capturing all of them alive. .

Only a small number of priests still maintained their sanity, controlling the nearby immortal legion to keep moving forward, praying that they could escape from this purgatory ahead.

In a short journey of less than two thousand meters, this immortal army of tens of thousands lost more than 80%.

However, when the priests who were about to escape death saw the coalition forces waiting here, the last string they were holding on to was broken.

As for the coalition forces, seeing the disgraced troops finally arriving in front of them, they also tightened their grip on the weapons in their hands and did not dare to relax at all.

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"Your Majesty the Duke, Andrew and his army are going east to pursue the coalition forces."

In the Napoli barracks, Giovanni received the returns from the front.

"Didn't I ask them to wait for me? Why did you act without permission?"

"Andrew said that if the opportunity is too late, it will never come again. If you let the enemy run away at this time, it will be difficult to fight next."

"...As long as he can win, everything is easy to say."

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

"East."

"I remember that the only strategically valuable place in the east is the Yaning Valley, right? Could they have gone after the Yaning Valley?"

When the officer heard Giovanni ask this, his forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat.

"It seems... it seems very possible. Andrew is not a local and does not know the terrain of the Yanin Valley. It seems not good to fight there..."

"No, give the order, march quickly, and be sure to catch up with Andrew's army!" Giovanni became anxious instantly. Andrew's army was his hope for a comeback. If the damage was too great, he would have no hope anymore.

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Two days later, in front of Yaning Valley.

It was already approaching sunset, but Giovanni had no intention of looking at the fiery red sunset in the west.

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

Seeing this scene, Giovanni felt a twinge of pain in his heart. He rolled his eyes and fell backwards.

Fortunately, the officer next to him noticed it in time and immediately stopped him the moment he fell.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?!"

"..." Giovanni looked at the Yanin Valley in the distance. At this moment, he knew what happened inside without thinking.

With such a big fire, Andrew's legion would never survive.

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

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

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

In the end, he still couldn't bear the blow. His eyes rolled up and he fainted completely.

Chapter 124: I'm disappointed in you

"Report to the commander-in-chief, our court magicians have captured more than 30 cultists in total, and all of them are at your disposal."

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

"Well, detain them first, and don't let any of them go. When we return to Saint Laurent City, we will 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, the 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."

The other party said this and walked out politely.

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

When Orson approached the other party, the other party was still tied to the stump. When he saw Orson coming, his face was full of horror.

"Andrew, right?" Orson came to the other party and squatted down to ask.

"No... you, you recognized the wrong person..." The other party said this and shook his head quickly.

However, the nervous look on his face had betrayed him.

"Oh, that's a pity. I only want Andrew to survive this time. Since you are not Andrew, goodbye."

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

Seeing this, Andrew said in a panic: "Well, I am Andrew, I am Andrew, please take back the sword 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." Orson saw that the other party was anxious and gave him a way out.

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

"I..." Andrew heard this, his eyes lit up, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and then he opened the chatterbox.

"I recruit all of them. Those soldiers are trained by the secret method I teach. The secret method I teach can make ordinary people become powerful people with fourth-level strength, so this army is difficult to deal with in your eyes."

"Oh? Then what about your secret method?"

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

"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."

Andrew saw an opportunity and even began to turn the tables and began to instigate Orson.

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

"But, I feel like you seem to have hidden something from me just now, right?" Orson said, looking at Andrew.

"You haven't told me the price of the secret method yet. If you don't tell the truth, I have a person 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... everything I said is true. If there is a lie... my Lord will immediately punish me."

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

"That... don't, sir, we can still discuss it properly, don't do this..."

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"Doctor, is the torture result out?" At night, there was no one around, and Orson talked to the doctor alone in the woods.

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

"It's normal. Some people rely on flattery to get to the top, and after getting to the top, they hand over all the hard work to their subordinates. They are used to being pampered and it's easy to develop this kind of personality." Orson said this and shook his head. "So, tell me about your discovery, doctor."

"Well, their so-called secret method can indeed make people stronger, but at the same time it will make them lose their minds and become monsters that only listen to their manipulation."

"The condition for the implementation of the secret method is that the person being controlled must be completely unable to resist, and the probability of success is extremely low, about only one in ten."

"What will happen if it doesn't succeed?"

"Brain damage, death."

"..." Orson was silent after hearing this result.

"In other words, the army of about 10,000 people they control has at least 100,000 dead bones buried behind it?"

"Yes." The doctor nodded.

"The other party was able to do this because they obviously got Giovanni's consent. Otherwise, in other parts of the empire, let alone the disappearance of 100,000 people, even 100 people would be enough to attract local attention."

"Giovanni..." Orson couldn't help but clench his fists when he heard the result of this analysis.

He had never wanted someone to die like 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 outbreak of the war, the entire Romulus City had no more than 300,000 citizens, and with the previous military suppression, the population of Romulus City was directly reduced by nearly half.

The war crimes committed by Giovanni were enough for him to be sentenced to death 10,000 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 express train for him, so that he could be judged by God as soon as possible."

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

"Anyway, you'll be there to support me if the sky falls. I just need to do what I should do."

"Okay." Orson sighed helplessly.

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

A few days later, the coalition forces attacked Romulus City. This time, the coalition forces knew about the tragedy in Romulus City, and their morale was greatly boosted. Everyone wanted to rescue the citizens in the city who were in dire straits. With the support of humanoid war weapons such as the court magicians, Romulus City was only defended for one day before being forced into the street fighting stage.

"My Lord Duke, the enemy is less than two kilometers away from here. We really can't hold on. Please think of a solution!" The officer guarding the city shouted loudly as he entered the Duke's mansion, but he only saw Giovanni, who was sleeping on the sofa with disheveled hair.

Next to Giovanni, a black figure appeared.

"My Lord Duke is resting now, return to your post, officer."

"But, but in two hours at most, the enemy will hit here. If you don't think of a solution, the Duke's territory will be destroyed!"

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

"Who said the Duke's territory will be destroyed? Napoli will never be destroyed!" He roared loudly. "Get back to the battlefield and fight! I have raised you for so long, you should repay me with your life, get back to the battlefield!"

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

"My Lord Duke, do you need me to do anything?" The black shadow also spoke at this time.

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

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

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