Chapter 96: The Benefits of Attacking Cities Are Many

  When the Erland Allied Forces climbed up the city wall, they were all shocked by the bloody scene. A blood-red Minotaur stood amidst the minced meat, holding a spine with a head still attached to it, and the blood on the city wall had already flowed down along the stairs. What made these Sartre people even more frightened was that there was a dull war god mark on the skull.

  There were five bodies on the city walls, which was exactly the number of God-chosen warriors in the Temple of War. Although the people of Salt didn't want to believe it, the fact was right before their eyes. This Minotaur from Thunder Bluff, along with a black dragon, had killed five God-chosen warriors and nearly a thousand Council City soldiers on the ground.

  "Since you've appeared on the city walls, this area should have been taken over already." The Minotaur said as he walked towards the Elamite army, but everyone subconsciously took a step back, unwilling to get close to this blood-soaked monster. Some young recruits who had just enlisted were even scared to the point of losing control of their bladder by the Minotaur's blood-red gaze.

  "Oh... did this scare you guys?" The Minotaur thought that the head in his hand had frightened these people, so he casually inserted the spine into the throat of the stiffly standing Warhammer champion next to him, as if inserting a flower into a vase. "This way, it should be fine, right?" However, the Minotaur's action made some warriors who were used to seeing corpses feel a little nauseous.

  "It seems to have backfired." The Minotaur looked at the warriors in front of him, some of whom were vomiting, and said helplessly: "So, where is my demon legion? Let them take care of this place, you can continue to search for remaining enemies elsewhere. This unexpected raid should have caught many off guard, unable to escape into the inner city. Today, let's break through with one swift attack!"

  When the Minotaur finished speaking, the coalition soldiers who had been stunned and didn't dare to advance, seemed to have come back to their senses, quickly disappearing over this section of city wall. The Sault people who had originally rushed up with a great commotion, when they left, except for the sound of footsteps, couldn't be heard making any other noise.

  "Lord of the castle, are you alright?" After the Allied soldiers left for a while, the demons from Thunder Cliff also rushed up. These cruel demons were not surprised by the many corpses on the ground and came directly to the Minotaur's side without any hesitation. The snow-white werewolf knelt down in front of the Minotaur and said.

  "I'm fine." Mo Yan pointed to the black dragon behind him and the scattered weapons on the ground, saying: "What you need to do now is to immediately protect that black dragon over there, and collect all the weapons here, especially those glowing ones. And take away the weapons and armor from these five people's bodies, hide them well so no one can see them. Hmm... this person's staff can be left with her, it doesn't take up much space anyway."

  "Lord of War will not let you go!" The God-chosen warrior, who had lost his limbs and was in a daze, finally came to when Mo Yan mentioned her. With great difficulty, he lifted his head and gnashed his teeth, glaring at the Minotaur as he shouted: "One day you will die at the hands of a God-chosen warrior! No demon king will exist for long in this world!"

  "You're overestimating me." Mo Yan slowly walked to the long gun that he had thrown aside, picked it up and struck the temple of the God-chosen warrior with force, knocking her out again. He turned his head and threw the long gun to the white wolf man, saying: "Just knock her out whenever she wakes up, in any case don't let others know we've captured a God-chosen warrior alive."

  "Obeying your command, Your Majesty the Demon King." The werewolf's head bowed even lower, and the demon's obedience to a superior was fully demonstrated at this moment. All the demons standing on the city wall followed the werewolf's example, kneeling on one knee and lowering their heads to Mo Yan.

  "Shut up! I don't want to hear that kind of address again." Mo Yan kicked the werewolf flying and said coldly, "If anyone spreads such an address, I will kill you all!"

  Being called the Demon King isn't exactly a good thing, and without the corresponding power, it will only bring endless trouble. In the history of the Xier continent, all the demons who were called the Demon King didn't have a good ending. Once such a title is spread out, it will attract countless adventurers who want to defeat the Demon King and become legendary heroes.

  What's even more troublesome is that if this message were to be heard by the God-chosen warriors outside of Eran, it would attract the attention of those gods. At present, the still immature Thunder Cliff cannot withstand such a strong siege. What Thunder Cliff needs now is to expand its own strength as much as possible before that mysterious power disappears.

  "Sir." As Mo Yan walked towards the camp outside the city, he was caught up by Legel who had been searching for him. Legel, with some bloodstains on his body, apologized to Mo Yan: "Sorry, City Lord Sir, we went to complete the task you previously arranged, so we couldn't rescue you in time."

  "How's it going?" Mo Yan nodded and said: "Compared to my safety, your mission is more important. You've done a great job on this priority task."

  Mo Yan appreciated Legere's judgment, and at that time if they had rushed to find him first, regardless of the task he had set before, Mo Yan would have been disappointed. It had been a long time since Jones was caught by the hook and pulled up onto the city wall, until the city gate was blown open.

  If such a situation were placed on an ordinary cow-headed person, he would have been made into beef soup long ago. What's the point of rescuing another corpse? Mo Yan had already given Regal two secret tasks in the first few days after the camp was built, and let them complete it while the Parliament City was chaotic.

  The city of Parliament will definitely be captured by him, Mo Yan firmly believes in this. And on the day when the city was captured, the chaotic situation in the city is most conducive to doing some shady things, although it cannot be done like a medieval massacre, but also can gain a lot of benefits. The SS just completed the two special tasks entrusted by Mo Yan.

  "The first thing has been done." Reg said with a nod, "We've already taken the orphans from several orphanages in the city to the designated place. Later tonight, we'll be able to take them out of the city. As for the other matter, Matthew has already led people to do it. Since the inner city was just captured, it will take some time."

  "You will be rewarded." Mo Yan said with a satisfied smile: "But also try to be careful, it's not impossible for things to fail before they succeed. If it's not done secretly and exposed, I won't admit that the people who were caught are from Leiting Village at that time."

  "I know what to do." Regal agreed, "All the members have changed into Salter's clothes, and even if they are caught, they will admit that they are Maro people. No one will suspect Thunder Cliff."

  For such a capable subordinate, Mo Yan didn't say anything. This time's fall of the Congress City, although Jones was injured and fainted, but it also made Mo Yan earn a lot and gain many benefits. Not to mention the five pieces of armor and weapons of the Divine Chosen Warrior, just those over 100 magical equipment were already worth a fortune.

  Although it's just a simple enchantment, and the addition of secret silver to the blade, it's enough to arm a crack troop in Thundercrag. And if the task that the SS is currently undertaking is completed, they will earn even more. The orphans secretly gathered from the Council City will be trained as SS troops in Thundercrag.

  Matthew is now on his way to the treasury in Parliament City, where they will take advantage of the chaos in the city to hide as much gold coins as possible from the treasury and then transport them back to Thundercliff at an appropriate time. The tax revenue alone from a city of one million people is already a large sum of money, and if they can get even 10,000 gold coins, Thundercliff will have made up for the losses due to grain prices.

  After returning to the camp, Mo Yan first went to find a doctor in the Allied camp and had Regal take him to the city wall to see Jones, who was still unconscious. Then Mo Yan took a bath, washing off the blood on his body and changing into new clothes before going again to the command center set up in the Allied camp.

  "You're here." Albert, who had already started drinking, stood up and smiled as Mo Yan walked into the tent, "I didn't expect that you would break through the Parliament Castle in such a short time. The Dragon Clan is indeed a powerful creature, this result makes me want to have one too! Can you tell me how you gained the friendship of the Dragon Clan?"

  "Hehe... Yeah, if it wasn't for Jones." Mo Yan laughed and said without any explanation: "The attack wouldn't have been so smooth, the dragon tribe's magic is indeed famous. Even those five God-chosen warriors were killed by him. Now that I think about it, it's still a bit scary. If he wanted to eat roasted whole beef that day, what would I... uh... why are you all not talking?"

  "Did you say that Heilong killed the War God's chosen warrior?" The three legion commanders put down their wine cups and frowned, saying: "That's a terrible thing, the messenger of the gods was killed... the War God will be furious."

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