Volume 5: Blood War at Daidonton Chapter 6: Edward Makes an Appearance

  Behind him was a tall and slender young man wearing luxurious noble attire. His face was handsome, but his skin was pale as white paper, with an unusual redness around his eyes that gave him an otherworldly androgynous beauty.

  This was a force assigned to DePero by the Vice-Speaker of the Ravidian Central Council, the wealthy merchant Lorcan personally, nominally to assist him in retaking Haidnton. In reality, however, this army, though it flew DePero's banner, was entirely under the control of this man.

  "Spur, escort Mr. Depero to a safe place. Hoss, order the troops on the hill to retreat immediately." Edward ordered after comforting Depero.

  A tall, burly mercenary with a thick beard nodded and dragged the bewildered Depéro away, while another mercenary herded several people together and ran up the slope.

  As they saw De Pedro trying to escape, Raymond and the others hastened their pace. Suddenly, they saw a pale-faced young man standing across the road, holding up his hand towards them and making a strange gesture.

  In the next instant, countless sharp icicles suddenly appeared in the air, and as the man swung his hand, those icicles shot straight at Raymond and the others.

  "Not good!" Raymond had just enough time to exclaim before pulling the reins sharply to one side.

  The warhorse let out a shrill whinny, being pulled sideways beyond its control, while Raymond was already bent forward in the saddle, hiding his entire body behind the horse's.

  A series of dull, muffled sounds rang out, like a burst of beans popping, as sharp icicles swept down like a violent snowstorm, covering Raymond and his companions entirely. The warhorse's body was also hit countless times on one side, its flank almost becoming like a honeycomb.

  After the ice pillar exploded, the war horse that had long since lost its breath shook twice and crashed to the ground with a loud thud. Raymond quickly withdrew his body and rolled on the ground, avoiding being pressed under the horse's body.

  At this time, others also got up, and the survivors were only Raymond, Shawn, Bastar, and Rutz. The more than 10 guards who followed them were all killed with their horses.

  "Damn it, this guy is actually a magician." Shawn exclaimed, covering his right arm which was bleeding non-stop.

  "It's truly magnificent, you all have managed to reach this level, it really surprises me." Just then, accompanied by a round of applause, Edward walked up to the group with an expression of admiration: "A small remote town like this also has such formidable opponents, no wonder even Piste was at a disadvantage."

  "In the lower echelons of Edward's council, I was a minor figure who didn't stand out. To be able to meet all of you today is truly an extraordinary fortune." As he spoke, he bowed his head and performed a standard noble greeting towards the crowd.

  Just by looking at his previous move, it's clear that this person is a fairly high-ranking magician. Therefore, although his behavior was pretentious, Raymond and the others didn't dare to make any rash moves for the time being.

  "Auston has been retaken by us, admit defeat, you have no chance of occupying Haidington again." Raymond said in a low voice.

  "Really?" Unexpectedly, upon hearing the news, Edward didn't show any surprise: "No wonder you were able to launch a sneak attack from behind us, this move is truly brilliant."

  "But..." he said, shaking his finger: "I don't agree with your last sentence. It's too early to say who wins or loses."

  Just then, a shout for help came from the mountain slope, and everyone turned their heads to see that a large group of mercenaries had abandoned their attack on the camp and were rushing back.

  Facing Raymond and others' astonished gaze, Edward smiled slightly: "If I'm not mistaken, in order to rush here as soon as possible, you only brought these mere hundred or so people, right?"

  "Of course, if used properly, this is indeed a force that cannot be underestimated. However, your luck was really bad, so you made a fatal mistake."

  Hearing this, Raymond was shocked and immediately understood where the mistake lay.

  That's just the timing of the raid is wrong!

  The crowd had come from Auston with great difficulty, so as soon as they saw the enemy, they eagerly joined the battle. However, this move was actually a big mistake.

  The enemy's main force has been deployed, leaving only some wounded soldiers in the camp. Although this made their raid very smooth, on the other hand, the raid that should have inflicted heavy casualties on the enemy did not cause any damage to their main force.

  The strongest point of the cavalry's attack was the impact launched from a dense formation, but as they broke into the enemy camp, everyone had already scattered and there was no time to organize another charge.

  Raymond couldn't help but blame himself, although he had great confidence in his own brain, after all, he still lacked experience and unexpectedly neglected one of the most important factors in battle: luck.

  The loss of fighter aircraft often also means a reversal of victory and defeat.

  It seems that Edward has seen through Raymond's idea, and he can't help but laugh: "Suddenly enlightened, huh? Unfortunately, it's too late. I think now Haidington is probably an empty city, so as long as we can get rid of you, no matter how many people are left on our side, we can easily occupy it."

  "So unfortunately, it seems like you guys lost in the end."

  "Bastard, kill him!"

  At this moment, Raymond suddenly shouted, and the cat woman flew out like a ghost.

  Edward revealed a cold smile, his mouth rapidly reciting an incantation as he pushed his palm towards the cat girl.

  Bast's feet suddenly sprouted large pieces of ice crystals, like sharp spears thrusting into the air. The moment the ice crystals reached her body, the cat woman jumped high, agilely passing through the gaps in the ice crystals, and pounced on Edward in mid-air.

  "Roar!"

  At this time, Ruz's body rapidly expanded and instantly completed his transformation into a beast, then he charged towards Edward.

  "Never mind him, he's not our target!" Raymond hastily called out to him: "Rudolph, go block those enemies and buy some time for the cavalry."

  The giant Behemoth nodded and turned back towards the enemy army.

  "Shawn, try to gather everyone and attack them from the side before they can form up at the bottom of the hill." Then Raymond said to Shawn.

  Unswayed by Edward's words, Raymond quickly regained his composure and made the correct judgment in a short time.

  Shaw at once mounted with a wounded arm and went off to rally his scattered cavalry.

  At this time, Bastet had launched several attacks on Edward. However, Edward's magic was extremely strong and his casting speed was also very fast, each time using large-scale ice system magic, so although the cat girl type that excelled in speed was originally a nemesis of mages, for a while she couldn't get close.

  After being repelled by Edward's ice sword once again, Basute crouched down to the ground, drew out the curved knife from her waist with a backhand motion, and was about to launch another attack. Just then, several arrows suddenly shot towards her.

  Bastard hastily waved his sword to deflect the arrows and leapt back cautiously. At this moment, six mercenaries arrived at Edward's side with their weapons in hand.

  "Mr. Edward, are you alright?" one of the mercenaries asked.

  Edward shook his head and then pointed at Raymond and Barbara: "I'm fine, just get rid of these two troublemakers."

  The group of mercenaries nodded and dispersed in a fan shape, surrounding the two men, while Edward gave Raymond a disdainful smile and turned to leave.

  "Bastard, don't let that guy get away." Raymond said to Bastard immediately. Edward's magic was very strong, and if he turned to attack the cavalry, it would likely cause them great interference, so they couldn't let him leave under any circumstances.

  Bast nodded, and in a flash, he had circled around to Edward's side, blocking his path. At the same time, Raymond drew his sword and said to the group of mercenaries, "Come on, your opponent is here."

  "......What a troublesome bunch." Edward stopped in his tracks, letting out a helpless sigh. His expression suddenly turned ferocious: "If you want to die that badly, then I'll grant your wish."

  "Die, monster!"

  Three mercenaries charged at Rude with swords in hand, shouting wildly.

  With a wave of his massive palm, Luz transformed into a being more terrifying than the Mong Beast, and the three mercenaries were instantly turned into a bloody mess, flying several meters away.

  Just as Rutz was about to deliver the finishing blow to his opponent, several arrows shot forth and pierced his shoulder.

  At this moment, with Rud's standing position as the center, the ground was littered with dozens of enemy corpses. And in front of him, hundreds of mercenaries crowded together, yet it seemed like there was an invisible boundary between them, and although they were numerous, they did not dare to advance forward.

  However, although relying on the powerful combat strength of Bimon beast to block the enemy army, Ruz also suffered a not light injury. The giant body of Bimon beast was covered with sword and knife wounds, more than ten arrows were inserted in his shoulders and back, and drops of fresh blood kept dripping from the arrow shafts to the ground.

  "Come on, hurry up!" At this time, under the urging of an officer, more than a dozen mercenaries rushed out from the crowd.

  This time they all held long spears, squeezed together to take advantage of the distance of the spears to launch an attack. Rutz was unable to directly attack the enemy himself, and had only one hand holding all the spears, but more than a dozen thick spear handles were difficult for even Baimon's monstrous strength to break off.

  "Hurry, bring me the giant axe!" The officer hastily gave the order as he saw Rud's movements being restrained.

  Two mercenaries wielding giant axes charged forward, raising their axes to strike Rud. With his mobility hindered by the long spear he was holding onto, Rud could only sidestep and use his free hand to swat one of the axe-wielders away, but his arm was also struck by another person.

  A heavy axe left a deep gash on Bimon's thick arm, and blood spurted out instantly. Luz was in so much pain that he let out a loud roar, and the hand holding the long spear loosened involuntarily.

  Those long spear soldiers coordinated very well, as soon as Ruzi relaxed his guard, they immediately thrust their spears at Ruzi in a disorderly manner, leaving more than ten wounds on his body.

  Excruciating pain drove Rude to a frenzy, he let out a roar towards the sky, his arms circled again and grasped all the long spears, then the muscles on his arms suddenly bulged, in a cracking sound like thunder, more than ten long spears were incredibly twisted off by him.

  More than a dozen long spear soldiers were unable to retreat in time, and they all fell towards Rud's side. Immediately afterwards, it was a scene of blood rain and violent winds. Under the furious giant palm strikes of the Bimon beast, not one of them survived.

  Killing the long spearman, Ruz finally couldn't hold on, and with a thud, he knelt to the ground, his massive body undulating uncontrollably, blood gushing out from wounds of all sizes.

  Although he was stronger than the Mong Beast and had the ability to fight against a hundred, he was ultimately no match for a large number of people. Especially when facing hundreds of well-trained mercenaries, under their organized and coordinated attacks, even Rudz couldn't withstand it.

  In fact, he was able to hold off the enemy for so long with his own strength, which is quite impressive.

  Keruz finally fell, and the officer was overjoyed. With a wave of his hand, he shouted: "Get up and cut off this monster's head!"

  A crowd of mercenaries armed with weapons slowly surrounded Rutz, just like a pack of hunting dogs approaching a giant bear that was almost exhausted.

  At the critical moment, a horseshoe sound came, and several mercenaries shouted: "Enemy cavalry!" It was Xiao En who had been trying to gather his cavalry troops after turning around to the enemy's flank and launching a charge.

  Unable to attend to Bi Meng again, the mercenary commander hastily gave orders to welcome the enemy. These mercenaries were indeed trained rigorously and although they were flustered, they did not become disordered. In an instant, dozens of mercenaries holding shields rushed to the flank, crouched down and propped their shields in front of them. At the same time, a group of long spear holders arrived behind them, placing their long spears on the shoulders of the front row soldiers.

  Although there were only a few hundred people left in the troops, they still made a good defense.

  As soon as the phalanx was formed, nearly a hundred cavalrymen had already charged. Approaching the front, the knights pulled on the reins, and the war horses leapt forward with a loud whinny, crashing into the phalanx. After all, there were only a few dozen long spears, and after the first few war horses were pierced through their bodies, the weight of their corpses pressed down on the spears. The cavalrymen immediately charged in from the gap that had been created.

  The enemy soldiers behind immediately fell into a panic, and were cut down in large numbers. However, although this was a beautiful flanking charge, due to the narrow terrain at the foot of the slope, there was not enough running space left for the war horses, and the cavalrymen could only barely urge their horses to accelerate and launch this impact. Once they charged into the crowd, they immediately became unable to continue due to insufficient speed.

  As the charge of the war horses was checked, the cavalrymen were immediately surrounded by the enemy. The loss of impetus to the cavalry is equivalent to having their legs cut off; the advantage of the horse no longer exists and becomes an encumbrance to the rider.

  The guards on horseback were fighting hard to kill the surrounding enemies, but due to the insufficient turning force of the horses, they were soon pulled down or stabbed to death by long spears.

  The enemy once again gained the upper hand.

  Is it possible that after a night of fierce fighting and struggling to this moment, will it all be in vain?

  Just then, a confused noise was heard from the mountain slope. The enemy troops who were left on top to continue attacking the camp suddenly let out terrified cries and fled downwards.

  At this moment, if someone was on the mountain slope, they would see Rubens leading a horse, holding a giant axe and dozens of subordinates chasing and killing the defeated enemy soldiers. Behind them, Harlot and some other lightly wounded mercenaries were grunting and carrying several large logs, running towards the edge of the mountain slope.

  Edward had underestimated the Green Wolf Mercenaries, thinking that this remnant of an army had long lost its combat effectiveness. Little did he know that their tenacity far exceeded his imagination. Once the pressure was slightly reduced, they burst out with a powerful counterattack force.

  When most of the enemy troops counterattacked the cavalry, Rubens keenly sensed the shift in the battle situation and immediately gathered all the members who could still fight, making a concerted effort to defeat the small number of enemies who were prepared to "sweep the battlefield" and rushed straight into the enemy's rear.

  Chasing to the edge of the mountain slope, Harlot and others put down the huge logs that were dismantled from the outer wall of the camp on the ground and rolled them towards the enemy below.

  Then, everyone else followed suit and rushed downwards as well.

  When the fleeing enemy mercenaries fled down in terror, the enemy troops at the foot of the mountain still did not know what had happened. But soon they were hit by rolling logs and followed by the Blue Wolf Mercenary Corps, who charged into the enemy like fierce tigers coming down from the mountains.

  At this time, there were less than 100 Green Wolf mercenaries who could still fight, showing the cruelty of this battle.

  "Ah ha, you cavalry whippersnappers, in the end it's still us who get the job done! Dionysus save the infantry!" Amidst the thunderous laughter, Rubens' giant axe danced wildly, and anyone who dared to approach was knocked to the ground.

  On the other side, Rutz also exerted his remaining strength, and the blood-soaked Bimon beast charged into the enemy formation with a roar. As its giant claws danced in the air, the enemy's limbs and fresh blood splashed into the sky.

  The battle has reached this point, and what is being fought for is no longer strength, but the will to fight. The continuous blows finally caused the remaining enemy army to collapse, ignoring the officers' scolding, the mercenaries began to flee in all directions.

  The cavalry finally had a chance to show their prowess, under Shaw's command, the warriors who were somewhat depressed earlier turned their horses around and began to pursue and kill the defeated enemy.

  At this time, the Cyan Wolf mercenaries who were fearless and invincible just a moment ago suddenly dropped their weapons and lay exhausted on the ground, apparently the last counterattack had consumed all their strength.

  The giant Bimon also fell to its knees again, and its body began to shrink rapidly, transforming back into human form.

  Judging from this situation, if the enemy had persisted for just a moment longer, it would have been them who collapsed.

  But... I managed to get through it after all.

  Just as the enemy army was thoroughly defeated, Ramona's side of the battle also came to an end.