The Original Vampire

On the path in the forest, a team of about fifty people is slowly moving south.

Near noon, the procession stopped and camped by a creek.

"Brother, get up, it's time for lunch!"

Anna shook Earl Evan a few times, but found that the other party still did not move.

She raised her eyebrows, squeezed her pink fist, and slammed it hard on Earl Evan's abdomen.

"Ah! Vomit"

Poor Earl Evan was spit out by this seemingly understated punch.

After a while, Earl Evan gasped and looked back at his violent sister: "You lose your temper so early in the morning?"

"It's still early? It's noon!"

Earl Evan waved his hand weakly: "What's the difference?"

"It's dinner, do you want to eat?"

"Eat, eat!" Earl Evan quickly struggled to get up.

He knew that if he didn't eat now, his cruel sister would really make him hungry until the evening.

After all, it is a member of the St. Pros family who travels. Even in the wild, the lunch is very rich, but the atmosphere is a little stagnant.

After returning from Silvermoon City without success, everyone's mood has not been raised.

Except, of course, Earl Avon.

He is still the same heartless old man, who only cares about drinking all day.

Just when everyone finished their lunch and packed up their things to set off again, the sentry who went out to check the surrounding situation suddenly turned back.

Moreover, he brought back one more person.

"Lord Count, this is the messenger of the Pegasus Legion."

The Pegasus Legion is the direct army of the St. Pros family, the lord of the Eastern Realm, and has always been in the hands of the Duke of St. Pros.

However, in recent years, the Duke of St. Pros has also begun to deliberately train his eldest son, Marquis Vincent, and handed over the daily training of the Pegasus Legion to him.

"Oh? Why are you here?" Earl Evan's sleepy eyes brightened instantly, as if he had suddenly woken up.

"Lord Earl, Lord Vincent Marquis is in the Shadow Canyon at this time. He just led the Pegasus Army to fight against the Black Cavalry in the north, and won a victory! I just want to pass this good news back to White Dew City. "

"The Black Cavalry? Still won?" Earl Evan's eyes almost widened, as if he had heard a story like a fantasy.

"Yes, Lord Count, we have defeated the Black Cavalry! Moreover, we have captured Marquis Garcia!" The messenger's face flushed with excitement and shouted loudly.

"Really? Big brother actually defeated Marquis Garcia? It's amazing!" Anna also shouted excitedly when she heard the words.

But Earl Avon frowned instead.

Although he and his eldest brother usually do not deal with each other, they are not jealous at this time.

He was just acutely aware that something was wrong.

Earl Evan is very clear about how capable his eldest brother is.

How could he actually defeat the illustrious Marquis Garcia?

How this sounds like a big lie.

"Where is the Pegasus Legion currently stationed?"

"Just in Shadow Canyon."

"Come on, let's go and see!"

The sky above the Shadow Canyon is still shrouded in thick smoke.

There are also scorch marks on the stone walls on both sides of the canyon.

Crows and vultures fluttered in groups over the canyon, falling into the valley in blackness, vying with the wild beasts in the mountains for the corpses everywhere.

At first glance, the scene is extremely terrifying.

When Earl Evan and his party came here, they were almost suffocated by the blood rushing towards them.

It was only at this point that Earl Evan finally believed that his brother might have really defeated the Black Cavalry.

"Evan, Anna, haha, you are here! It's been hard work all the way!"

As soon as they met, Marquis Vincent greeted his brother and sister with a red face.

The first-in-line heir to the St. Pros family is now in high spirits.

After defeating Marquis Garcia's black cavalry, Marquis Vincent felt as if he had become one of the top commanders in the empire.

"Big brother, congratulations! Father will be proud of you when he finds out!" Anna sincerely congratulated her brother.

And Earl Avon is different.

He first congratulated him perfunctorily, and then immediately raised his own question: "Brother, how did you introduce Marquis Garcia into Shadow Canyon?"

"You don't need to worry about this. Anyway, in this battle, the black cavalry was almost wiped out, and even Marquis Garcia was captured by me. With such a record, what else do you have to say?"

Earl Evan certainly had something to say, but he roared angrily: "To be able to introduce Marquis Garcia into such a Jedi, obviously there is a problem within the Black Cavalry, even if you don't say it, I can guess it. .

But since you guys already have such a plan, why didn't you tell me in advance?

I can fully cooperate with you in Silvermoon City to make this plan better!

You can even take this opportunity.”

"Enough!" Marquis Vincent interrupted his younger brother forcefully, "You didn't accomplish anything in Silvermoon City, do you still blame me? Haven't you always claimed to be incomparable? Why do you still seek my help? "

Earl Evan sighed inwardly.

He understood that the reason why his brother didn't tell him about these plans was that he was afraid of himself and didn't want him to share the credit.

But such fear not only made Earl Evan chill, but also made him angry.

Facing the threat of foreign enemies, the St. Pros family could not work together, but instead calculated each other

Taking a deep breath, Earl Evan forcibly suppressed his anger, and his tone gradually became indifferent: "Then, my good brother, how many troops did you bring with you this time?"

"200,000 troops."

"And now? How much is left?"

Marquis Vincent suffocated slightly, but then pretended to be tough and said, "There are still hundreds of thousands."

"How about a hundred thousand?" Earl Evan continued to ask.

Along the way, he had already seen the scene of wounded soldiers and depressed atmosphere in the camp, which was not at all what the army that had just won a big victory should look like.

Marquis Vincent's eyes dodged a little: "The specific casualty statistics have not been completed, why are you asking these questions? How can there be undead in war? Especially the annihilation of such a strong northern army as the Black Cavalry, how could it not pay a certain price? ?"

Earl Avon has confirmed this time.

Even though his brother had the best time and place, he only won a tragic victory.

What hasn't been counted yet?

It is estimated that the damage of the 200,000 army is almost half.

With such a battle loss ratio, Earl Evan did not know whether to lament the frailty of the Eastern Frontier army, or to be shocked by the terrifying destructive power that the Black Cavalry Army burst out in the face of desperation.

But no matter what, he was sure of one thing that his brother was used as a knife.

It is a pity that Marquis Vincent is still complacent, immersed in the false aura of victory, completely unaware of this.

Earl Evan suddenly felt a little tired, and turned to ask: "Where's Marquis Garcia? Can I see him?"

"He is seriously injured and is still in a coma. How about this. Evan, you and Anna are responsible for escorting him back to White Dew City and handing over to father for disposal.

In addition, there are a lot of wounded soldiers in this battle, and you are also responsible for leading them back to Bailu City. "

"What about you?" Earl Evan suddenly had an ominous foreboding.

Marquis Vincent straightened his chest and put on a confident look: "I will march north, attack Silvermoon City, and firmly hold the half-elf kingdom in my hands!"

Earl Evan wanted to dissuade him, but the words turned into:

"Okay, brother, then I'll be waiting for your triumphant return in Bailu City!"