The Blood Knight’s Villains - Chapter 448

My Villains Episode 448

66. Silver Prince (3)

“Damn, damn, damn!”

Savelad, the eldest son of the father of Burkad and the prince of ‘Birlov’, bit his thin lips till they bleed.

“Why on earth should I be thrown into a battlefield like this? Why are the faithful servants of the royal family meeting such an empty end

?”

When the noble young man pulled the reins and became irritated, the slave corps’ deputy commander and the magic corps commander’s 2nd Guards Captain and other retainers lowered their heads with heavy faces.

“I’m sorry, Your Excellency.”

“Let’s move the formation first. I’m afraid that my body will be damaged by any chance.”

Prince Savellard glared at the nobles who carefully asked for help with ferocious eyes.

“It’s embarrassing to go back empty-handed, but now don’t you flirt in front of the enemy? I’m going to say that now!”

For this invasion, Alzenberg mobilized a whopping 7,300 troops. Among them, 500 were guards who were selected and raised in the land of the king, 500 were magic troops created with enormous wealth, and the rest were soldiers who had been rehabilitated after countless efforts to collect slaves over the past 20 years.

“I have no face to see my father, His Highness. I have no face to see my father!”

However, after only half a year of war, they lost more than 3,000 troops. Not any other pathetic and disloyal conscripts, but noble soldiers who were loyal only to the royal family.

It was fortunate that the damage to the Royal Guard and Magic Corps was insignificant, but the corps of slaves, made up of 12 Doo Leti, was torn apart and reunited repeatedly, leaving only eight Doo Leti.

Rumble!

no it’s seven Because another five hundred ligaments have just been smashed.

“Tankalil—a giant in an iron coffin adorned with white, black, and red feathers, found his kind among fire, ashes, dust, and slaves. He was armed with layers of Gellan-style chain vests and iron helmets, but the reddish skin and tattoos under his eyes weren’t too familiar.

“lyati anluQ arang~!”

The warrior wielded hellfire, praying that the warriors of the steppe, bound by the shackles of the soul, would return to the bosom of their merciful mother.

Boom!

Chains thicker than the forearms of a fairly long man crushed six or seven slave soldiers at once. Flames befitting the name erupted from the jade-flame whip that hit the floor and attacked the nearby soldiers.

“Ughhh”

“Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

As the whole body burned and the armor became red-hot, the slave soldiers who subdued Izzy finally screamed. He swung his limbs as if he were swimming through the air.

“Oh!”

The power of the ‘Thunder Giant’ was so terrifying that the stone fragments that flew from the overturned field flew hundreds of meters and attacked Savellard. As if it were sparks, the prince shook his body in surprise at how hot it was.

“Sir Obitaf! I’m just going to sit back and watch until that goddamn cultist tears me to pieces!”

The captain of the 2nd Guards of Altzenberg, Senior Military Officer Obitaf, responded quickly.

“Sorry, Your Excellency, over there! Let’s go now!”

With another leap that shook the ground, dozens of imperial knights spread out like a net and attacked Utequai, who had fallen among the slave soldiers.

Many famous knights, such as the master of the twin swords, Hopecan Seongbaek, the ‘Black Hand’ Odelidis, Sorg ‘The Rock’, Hafner, and Kolzen, the ‘Sword of Noon’, sacrificed their swords to the royal family. There were still too many Imperial Knights.

Also, they were brave enough not to be frightened at all even when they saw the berserker running amok with the momentum to overturn the ground. Even if you die here today, there is no reason to be afraid because the god of light will take care of your soul and your father, who is related to the remaining body.

“Arrows do not work against the red bear!”

“Besieged! Aim for the gap!”

The Elector Count knows very well about Utequai. In the Siege of High Castle, there were more than a thousand soldiers, including Strom and Alzenberg, who lost their lives to that flame-breathing chain and five-thorn mace, so there was no way they didn’t know about it.

“Allow burning! Pour the spell!”

When a senior commander shouted that his throat would explode, the magic soldiers who were mixed among the nearby slave soldiers chanted several words in unison.

Whiyuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-

The magic bottles held the blue fire in their mouths. The flames of mana, fueled by the use of life as fuel, overflowed.

The enchantment soldiers who became the ‘Demons of Blue Flames’ poured spells all at once on the thundering giant who was about to attack the siege net created by about 100 imperial knights.

Utequai swung the chain around as all sorts of offensive spells, such as ‘Fireball’, ‘Lightning Arrow’, and ‘Gentle Wind’, struck him. At that moment, a disk of fire with a diameter of several tens of meters came to mind. The trajectory drawn by the chain burned through the darkness of the night and at the same time knocked out more than half of the mana chunks emitted by the demons.

However, even a thundering giant could not completely block all the spells poured out by more than forty magicians.

Kwakwang!

Caught up in the flames, Utequai lost his balance and fell from the blast that pounded his hamstrings and back and the jaw-rattling current. If it weren’t for the magic flowing through the tattoos on his body and the power provided by the feathered sword, it was a shock that would have knocked him out in an instant.

“Now – attack!”

When the superior commander shouted, “My throat exploded,” the slave soldiers rushed without a shout.

The imperial knights rushed ahead of them, throwing iron-lined nets or charging on horseback.

Wooung-

“Kuk!”

The Imperial Knight, who rushed to the front, fell off his horse and broke his neck as the Milky Way engraved on the back of the giant emitted light. Thanks to his sacrifice, the riders who followed were able to drive their spears without resistance.

The thunder giant’s skin was as tough as a dragon’s skin with a little exaggeration, but the spearhead with outstanding skills became one body with a well-bred war horse, and the spear blade tore through flesh and muscle in the end.

“Erpe th-ral”

Utequai, struggling under five or six layers of netting, let out a low curse as his flank and thigh shoulder were torn. Then, planting firmly on the ground, he grabbed the net with both hands.

“Turn it off!”

Veins sprouted from the muscle of an arm the size of a human head, and beasts of prey engraved on its wide chest shone black.

tanned.

The iron grid, tough enough to hold on to even a true giant, tore like a ball of thread.

Despite seeing it with their own eyes, it was hard to believe the sight, but the imperial knights were not taken aback. That pagan barbarian is a monster that can pull down an 8-meter-high siege tower with one hand. There is no reason to be surprised again.

“Attack-!”

Slave soldiers who came running holding small axes or short swords instead of long spears attacked Utequai who had just escaped the net.

“Braak t’yacet!”

The giant, whose upper body and one leg were stained red, let out an angry roar and ran wild. Every time he touched, his limbs were torn, his head exploded, and his back broken, but the slaves only attacked him like a swarm of ants. Growling like a wounded bear

, Ute

Kwai pulled out the mace hanging from his waist and raised his mana at the same time. The gray airflow surrounding the giant body became thicker, and the zelkova tattoo on the calf sucked in enormous power through the stepping foot.

Right before the angry giant stomped his feet, the magic soldiers who rushed among the soldiers let out a scream like scream.

“Kyaaaap!”

The blue flames that flowed from their mouths along with the shouts grew in size as if they were exploding – no, they actually exploded.

bang!

The ‘combustion’ spell, which the magicians twisted and operated, absorbed the surrounding magic power and caused a huge explosion.

Patter.

Utequai, crouching under the rain in the flesh, was covered in blood. Even though more than ten demons of the blue flame self-destructed, his limbs were intact, but his mana was all burned and scattered

.

“Emm”

”Fire—.’” A barrage of arrows rained down on the groaning thunder giant.

Normally, the ‘Tattoo of Protection of the Veil’ engraved on both shoulders would have bounced off all the arrows. But now, he didn’t even have the magic to make his tattoo shine.

JT Go Go/ =r —r=r!

“Keep.”

Quite a few arrows could not pierce his tough skin, leaving only scratches, but the crossbow shot with a heavy crossbow pierced his head almost half a span.

As the thundering giant staggered backwards with dozens of arrows hanging from his body, the imperial knights raised their spirits with shouts like cheers.

“Ooh!”

“Finish that cultist squire!”

Utequai chewed on the arrow stuck in his cheek as he watched dozens of men and horses rushing wildly at him. Then, after pulling out the arrow shaft and spitting out the point, he muttered in a low voice.

“Athar Marta.”

The goddess willingly answered the prayer and the great warrior radiated black eyes.

Every time the furious thundering giant swung his ferocious mace, heavily armed riders and warhorses flew into the air at once, but Prince Savellard could not afford to pay attention to them.

“Are you saying that even a handful of soldiers couldn’t do anything about it? Your royal family’s warriors were so weak.” The thundering giant rampaging in the middle of the camp was also embarrassing, but the fleet that appeared out of nowhere and the troops poured into the river were equally embarrassing.

The three-pronged troops led by the ‘giant knight’, ‘red dragon’ and ‘enemy knight’ were going against the Mojarain’s tent by stopping the slave army flocking to them.

The giant knight who broke the ranks by wielding an orange magic sword was also amazed by the sight of the red dragon leading the troops through the gap on his horse.

But the most absurd thing was the red knight again.

“Uh-uh-huh haha!”

The bandit fighter, who barely escaped death an hour ago and fled, was trampling on the soldiers with a light that reminded him of his nightmare in Zelntree.

Unlike the giant knight and the red dragon each leading an army of 250 to 400, the enemy knights had only eleven troops. Even so, the ranks of slave soldiers that covered the fields were melting like snowballs bathed in the spring sun.

“What the hell is this stupid Abillambus

doing!”

Savellard looked annoyed at the head of Army Strom.

As the plan was to entrust the recovery of the two provinces of Obdorf and Angst to the Alzenberg army, the number of Strom’s troops who returned from the plateau was about 1,000.

Among them, the beheading unit that drove the enemy knight to the brink of death was discouraged by the enemy’s struggle, and the corps of soldiers that the duke cherished was burned more than half by the ‘Fire Witch’.

The already few troops were cut in half, and the saboteurs dispatched from ‘Linhow on the Mountain’ ran out of mana. In this frustrating situation, the Duke of Avillambus collapsed vomiting blood.

With the great damage and even the commander down, there was no way Strom’s army would be intact. On behalf of the duke, Captain Buakan was gathering even the remaining troops, but he couldn’t expect his share.

Recalling this, Prince Savellard let out a small sigh and said,

“Sir Obitaf. Send all remaining Imperial Knights out.”

“No sir! If you wait until the slave army takes out their power, it’ll be easy-”

“Stop talking idiots. If you run wild like that and even run away, what if you miss it? Who will overwrite that shame?”

Seeing the prince’s cold eyes, the senior military officer, Obitav, fell silent.

Until the end, about 200 Imperial Knights, acting as a reserve that surrounded the Alzenberg Army’s headquarters, rushed out among the slave soldiers.

It was also around that time that a group of cavalrymen appeared among the dark bushes
to the northeast of the corridor where the battlefield unfolded .