The Original Vampire

The sun rose as usual, and it was a rare good weather.

The blue sky has no variegation, and it is as pure as a girl's innocent dream.

But looking at the blackened Silvermoon City walls, Marquis Vincent's face was a little gloomy.

He didn't know what happened in Silvermoon City, but he could still guess from the refreshed mental state of the defenders at the top of the city—

This battle is not good.

Just as his brows were furrowed, a burst of cheers erupted in Yinyue City again.

It didn't take long for him to see a slender figure standing on the head of Silvermoon City.

She looked so fragile, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

But she was extraordinarily determined and persistent, as if nothing could break her spine.

That bright red figure, just standing at the head of the city, instantly made the entire Yinyue City boil.

Every time she waved her hand, there would be deafening cheers in the city.

"Is that the half-elf queen?" Marquis Vincent's tone had extremely complicated emotions.

Jealousy, envy, anger, and even possessiveness that cannot be concealed...

"Yes, Lord Marquis." Viscount Auston nodded, but his heart was full of doubts.

When did Queen Elsa have such a high prestige in Silvermoon City?

Marquis Vincent looked at the rising momentum of the Silver Moon City, and felt that he couldn't wait any longer. The half-elf didn't seem to surrender, and was ready to follow the road to the north to the dark.

So, he immediately gritted his teeth and said, "Pass our military order, attack the city!"

"Yes!"

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A harsh bugle interrupted Queen Elsa's show.

She frowned, pushed away the maid who was supporting her, pointed her finger in the direction outside the city, and said loudly: "My people, the enemy has raised the butcher's knife, what should we do?"

"Blood battle to the end!"

"Blood battle to the end!"

...

At this time, the momentum in Yinyue City has risen to the extreme.

Even many half-elf soldiers can't wait to get in touch with the people from the East, and they are fighting desperately.

This is something that would never happen to a former half-elf.

Before the change, the city had long since surrendered.

Today's half-elf army, although lack of training, may still be low in combat effectiveness, but their will to fight has never been so firm.

With the deafening screams of killing, the tragic siege battle finally kicked off.

Soldiers gather like ants, arrows like locusts.

The dense number of soldiers in the east, braved the rain of arrows, filled the trenches, rushed to the bottom of the city wall, set up a ladder, and then climbed up.

What greeted them were arrows, stones, and hot oil that kept falling.

The shrill screams and painful cries suddenly became the main voice of this battlefield.

The dazzling bright red that cannot be concealed is the main color of this battlefield.

The half-elf and the people from the East, under the joint efforts of the two sides, completely turned the upper and lower cities of Silvermoon City into a flesh-and-blood mill.

The city wall became mottled in such a tragic battle, the corpses of the city head accumulated, and blood flowed down the battlements, mixing with the blood stained on the city wall.

Make the once beautiful and delicate Silvermoon City terrifying and infiltrating.

The soil under the city also became soft and muddy, and it was dyed with a faint layer of dark red.

It was not until the sun went down that the Eastern Army stopped its offensive that lasted for a day.

Countless soldiers receded like a tide, leaving behind strangely shaped corpses.

These corpses surrounded Silvermoon City, as if hell had reappeared in the world.

Immediately, roaring flames ignited both inside and outside the city, and both sides were burning the corpses and cleaning the battlefield.

The air was filled with a stench of burnt stench, which made me nauseous.

After seeing the tenacity of the half-elf defenders on the first day, Marquis Vincent couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

He couldn't understand at all, where was the half-elf who was weak and incompetent and surrendered immediately when he encountered the imperial team?

Why overnight, seems to have completely changed a race.

What made him even more chilling was that he learned from the mouths of the soldiers from the east who rushed to the city and retreated that all the defenders were half-elves, and there were no humans.

Therefore, the black cavalry army is probably not in the city!

This actually did not exceed the expectations of Marquis Vincent.

If he was Ke Lin, he would not have used a valuable cavalry to defend the city, but should have deployed it outside the city, and waited until the eastern border army had not conquered the city, and when he was exhausted, he would attack from the back and make a final decision.

It is precisely because he is worried about this black cavalry army that does not know where to hide, even when Marquis Vincent is attacking the city, he feels like a light on his back, and he does not dare to attack with all his strength, but leaves most of his troops behind. Protect the rear.

At this time, Marquis Vincent was in a dilemma.

The idea of ​​withdrawing troops came to his mind again, but in the end he rejected it.

He couldn't retreat back to the Eastern Territory in such a dismal manner.

Otherwise, it will be difficult for him to wash away the shame of being defeated by the half-elf for the rest of his life.

With such a humiliation, how could he inherit the title of Duke of the Eastern Region with peace of mind? How to make the vassals of the Eastland willingly swear allegiance to him?

The Pegasus Legion had already lost most of his hands, and if he couldn't conquer Silvermoon City, he wouldn't even be able to pass his father's level.

You must know that the Duke of St. Pros has many children, especially the Count of Evan, who is so smart that his father is a little afraid.

He, Vincent, is not the only candidate for the title of Duke.

Therefore, Marquis Vincent could only grit his teeth and continue to attack the city.

At this time, he was like a gambler who had lost his eyes. He knew that if he continued, he would go bankrupt, but he couldn't stop it at all.

At dawn the next day, the siege battle started again amid the rumbling of the drums.

Raw, bloody, brutal...

Human life is simply a cold number in such a battle, and it will not attract the commander's sympathy and hesitation.

It is true that a large army cannot tolerate too much kindness, which is a symbol of weakness.

Once discovered and exploited by the enemy, disaster begins.

At this time, the casualties of the half-elves were also extremely serious, but fortunately, the previous operations of Queen Elsa and Colin successfully stimulated their bloodliness, and a large number of recruits were immediately drafted into the army and quickly replenished to the city.

Every once in a while, Queen Elsa will visit the tower in person.

Whenever her figure appeared, it would make the half-elf soldiers on the front line break out with amazing fighting power.

However, compared to the half-elves, the eastern border army is still more elite.

On the third day, the southern city wall of Silvermoon City almost fell.

Fortunately, Colin saw that the situation was not good, and quickly asked Knight Rego and Knight Telde to lead the army of the Angele family and the army of the Saint Hilde family to help, and then drove the soldiers from the east that came up.

This setback made the people of the Eastern Region feel a bit of despair.

On the fourth day, the siege was temporarily halted.