The First Vampire

Chapter 143: 143 Conqueror (Part 1)_1

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“Gone? What do you mean gone? Didn’t you just report that you have located him?”

In the temporary headquarters of the Pegasus Army, Marquis Vincent barked at the orderly officer in front of him.

“We had located him… but now… we’ve…lost him again…”

“Incompetents! Keep searching! I want to see the man alive or his corpse!

Could Colin Angler, such a big man, suddenly fly away?”

“Yes, sir!”

After the orderly officer left in a hurry, Marquis Vincent picked up the cup of water and was scalded as he took a sip. He was so irate that he smashed the cup on the floor, roaring:

“Who prepared this hot water? Trying to scald me to death?”

An attendant nearby was shaking as he knelt on the ground, begging for mercy incessantly.

Swish!

With a flash of the sword, the poor fellow’s head was chopped off by Marquis Vincent.

Looking at the blood flowing all over the ground, Marquis Vincent finally vented some of his pent-up anger.

Sheathing his sword, the Marquis returned to the military map, remaining silent.

The attendants and the rest of the officers in the command post did not dare to make a sound, fearing that the Marquis might vent his anger on them.

Before the battle started, Marquis Vincent was confident of victory.

But when more and more half-elves, instead of the Dark Cavalry, charged down from Thorn Mountain, the Marquis’s temperament became irritable.

Everyone in their hearts began to entertain a thought – Could they have been fooled by the Northerners?

After a long time, the shouting outside gradually subsided.

An Easterner knight stepped into the command post and reported: “My lord, the battle has ended. We achieved a total victory. We killed more than two thousand half-elves, captured more than four thousand, and also found three thousand charred bodies on Thorn Mountain…”

“All half-elves?”

“Yes, all half-elves. As for humans, there were only about a hundred. Judging by their equipment, they should all be Dark Cavalry. They were all killed by our army while trying to break out of the encirclement.”

“What about Colin Angler?”

“He has not been found…

Marquis Vincent said nothing, and the camp once again fell into agonizing silence.

Technically speaking, the battle at Thorn Mountain saw the Easterners achieving a “total victory”, but now, none of them dared to show a trace of the joy befitting a victor.

After a long while, Marquis Vincent finally spoke again, his tone now lacking the earlier confidence:

“So, we were tricked? The ones hidden in Thorn Mountain were not the Dark

Cavalry, but the Half-Elf army?”

“Yes.”

“Where is the real Dark Cavalry now?” Marquis Vincent muttered to himself in a daze.

An officer whispered: “My lord, could the Dark Cavalry be hiding in Silver Moon

“Silver Moon City?”

Marquis Vincent’s face suddenly changed, and he shouted:

“Quick! Notify Auston. Tell him to withdraw his troops immediately!”

“Viscount Auston, Her Majesty the Queen invites you and Marquis Vincent to rest in the city.”

“Isn’t your queen coming out to greet Marquis Vincent herself? Isn’t that a bit impolite?”

The half-elf envoy paused slightly, then chuckled and explained: “Viscount, Her Majesty the Queen is unwell today and cannot go out. We hope you will understand.”

Viscount Auston sneered: “Then let Viscount Angler come out and greet us.” “This… we don’t have the right to tell Viscount Angler what to do…”

“Hmph! You go back and tell Viscount Angler that I’ll be waiting outside the city until noon. If he hasn’t come out to greet Marquis Vincent with Vera by then, don’t blame me for invading Silver Moon City and dragging him and Vera out!”

The half-elf envoy’s eyes widened, clearly not expecting Viscount Auston to suddenly turn hostile.

“Viscount… why are you doing this?”

Viscount Auston impatiently waved his hand and scolded: “Enough, I can’t be bothered to explain further. Return to the city immediately and convey my words to Viscount Angler.

Also, warn Her Majesty the Queen to see the current situation clearly, lest this beautiful Garden city turns into ruins.”

The half-elf envoy, looking at the frosty face of Viscount Auston, broke into cold sweat and hastily excused himself.

Looking at the envoy’s frantic departure, Viscount Auston snorted contemptuously and ordered, “Issue my military order, prepare for the siege!”

“Yes!”

With the command given, the forty thousand soldiers of the Pegasus Army sprang into action, promptly surrounding Silver Moon City.

Normally, sieges follow the principle of “encircle three, leave one open,” but Viscount Auston had surrounded Silver Moon City from all sides.

It was an act of utter disdain.

In the Easterners’ view, even if forced into a dead end, the army of the half-elf kingdom wouldn’t pose much of a threat.

The only potential threat to the Pegasus Army could be the remnants of the Dark Cavalry.

With this thought, Viscount Auston turned to look in the southwest direction of Silver Moon City, where heavy smoke was indeed rising.

Smiling smugly, Viscount Auston commanded his attendant, “Prepare me some lunch. The fall of a garden city makes for the best dining entertainment.”

“Yes.”

As time ticked by, no more news came from Silver Moon City.

It seemed as if Queen Isa and Viscount Angler had resolved to defend to the last.

When the sun was directly overhead, Viscount Auston sat down at the small dining table set up on the battlefield. With elegance, he tied a napkin around his chest, picked up his knife and fork, cut a piece of beef, and nonchalantly gave the order:

“Begin the assault.”

Wuuu—

With the resounding military horn, the Eastern soldiers began their attack on Silver Moon City.

They carried siege rams, hoisted ladders, and swiftly rushed towards the four city gates.

But what puzzled them was the barrage of arrows they had anticipated never came.

Many Easterners even started to laugh quietly to themselves—had the half-elves been scared stupid?

Just then, the four gates of Silver Moon City suddenly opened all at once.

The Eastern soldiers slowed down, wondering if the half-elves had finally come to their senses and prepared to surrender?

Viscount Auston also noticed the open gates of Silver Moon City from a distance. He paused the piece of beef he was about to put into his mouth.

“It’s too late to surrender now. Pass along the command for the whole army to continue the attack.”

“Yes.”

Viscount Auston was determined to teach the half-elves a lesson.

After all, he still needed the entertainment for his lunch.

If he had started acting arrogantly, he would have to continue.

He wouldn’t agree even if his opponent didn’t want to cooperate.

But soon after, the earth began to tremble suddenly.

The booming sound of horse hooves suddenly covered the sound of the

Pegasus Army’s horn, becoming the only dominant sound on the battlefield.

“My lord, I suppose the half-elves’ surrender party is coming out.” The attendant said with a smile.

But Viscount Auston did not smile.

His face turned pale in an instant.

How could a surrender party exert such a formidable force?

This was clearly a cavalry force!

Sure enough, the next second, he saw a dark mass of cavalry, like sharp arrows, rushing out of the open city gate.

With the force of an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, the Eastern siege army at the foot of Silver Moon City was instantly shattered!

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