The Original Vampire

Chi!

Holmen pulled the long knife out of the enemy's chest, and hot blood splashed his face.

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He was gasping for breath, because the stomach cramps caused by hunger almost made him unable to straighten his waist, and the liquid of blood or sweat blurred Holm's eyes, making him unable to see the situation ahead.

This battle came too suddenly and was too inexplicable.

Holmen thought that he could finally get rid of the fate of being a prisoner, but he didn't expect that what awaited him was not the acceptance of the friendly army, but the attack!

He couldn't figure out why the Menham family wanted to kill them.

But he was just a nobody, couldn't figure out the situation, and couldn't turn it around. When the enemy came flooding in, he had no choice but to draw his sword to resist.

The long-term malnutrition during his captivity made Holmun unable to fight at all. At this time, his hands seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't lift them at all.

Under the shroud of night, Holman didn't know what the current situation on the battlefield was. He only knew that the comrades around him kept falling, and even the team leader had died in battle.

If General Toum hadn't been at the forefront like a god of war, these dwarf captives who had just been released would have collapsed long ago.

But now, they are also on the verge of collapse.

At this moment, Holman suddenly heard a faint sound behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that the gate of Winter City opened again, and a fire dragon composed of countless torches drilled out from the gate.

The Golden Lions are here too!

Holmen's heart twitched, and he had an ominous premonition that tonight would be an unbearable night for the dwarves.

The Golden Lion Legion who left the city did not rush to join the battlefield, but began to form a neat formation with their backs against the city wall, as if waiting for the dwarves to decide the winner.

This kind of movement obviously also made the warring dwarves realize that it was not good, and the horn of retreat immediately sounded in the army of the Maynum family.

But at this time, the Dawson family army relentlessly chased after him, because they wanted to save Marquis Dawson.

Only those dwarven captives released from Winterfell,

Suddenly, they all collapsed to the ground as if they were exhausted, unable to move at all.

In this battle, they were the one who suffered the most casualties. More than 15,000 prisoners were still able to catch their breath at this time, which was estimated to be less than half of the original.

When the army of the Maynum family gradually retreated, the army of the Golden Lions slowly came up.

"Put down your weapons and surrender on your knees!"

"Put down your weapons and surrender on your knees!"

...

Hearing such a voice, Holman was no longer able to raise any thoughts of resistance, and immediately threw away the long knife in his hand, knelt down obediently on the ground, and sighed inwardly—

Fuck!

How did he become a prisoner just after being released!

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The shimmering light of the morning light gradually tore apart the darkness and gave the light back to the earth.

The armies of the Dawson family and the Maynum family also temporarily stopped fighting and entered a tense confrontation stage.

In fact, the moment he saw the Golden Lions leaving the city, the Marquis of Maynum immediately regretted it.

Although he is very reluctant to admit it, he also understands that he may be fooled.

So, while he led his army to slowly retreat away from Winter City, he sent messengers to the Dawson family army to demand reconciliation.

At this time, Wells Dawson, who was in command of the Dawson family army, immediately requested that the only possibility for reconciliation is for the Maynum family to immediately release Marquis Dawson and compensate the Dawson family for their losses.

However, the Marquis of Maynum had other thoughts at this time.

He knew very well that after a night of scuffles, the relationship between the Dawson family and the Maynum family had completely broken down. Even if he really released Marquis Dawson and compensated for the loss according to Wells' request, it would be impossible for the two The relationship is back to normal.

The seeds of distrust have been deeply planted, and it will be extremely difficult to eliminate them.

And once the two families of the dwarves can no longer work together, they will no longer be able to gain an advantage when facing the Saint Hilde family. Even after a night of melee, the dwarf coalition, which is extremely exhausted and wary of each other, is afraid that both Not necessarily the opponent of the Golden Lions.

At this time, the Marquis of Maynum thought about how to end it.

And the terms of the peace talks originally proposed by the Saint Hilde family were not unacceptable to him now.

Marquis Dawson seemed to see something in Marquis Maynum's gloomy eyes, and immediately said:

"If you want to hand me over in exchange for the understanding of the Saint Hilde family, you are just asking for your own death."

Marquis Maynum moved in his heart and asked in a deep voice, "Why?"

Marquis Dawson laughed and said: "You still don't understand? The Saint Hilde family never planned to negotiate with us from the very beginning. They simply cannot tolerate the dwarves to establish an independent country in the north!

Therefore, the tricks against us to sow discord are one after another, one ring after another!

If you hand me over, and even unite with the Golden Lions to defeat the Dawson family's army, do you think the St. Hilde family will let the Maynum family go?

Do not!

They will definitely try their best to clean up the Maynum family too!

At that time, without the help of the Dawson family, are you sure that the Maynum family can face the Saint Hilde family alone? "

The Marquis of Maynum fell silent.

Seeing this, Marquis Dawson immediately struck while the iron was hot and said: "So, the Dawson family and the Maynum family are the existences that both win and lose!

Only when the two of us join forces can the dwarves gain a foothold in the North! "

But the Marquis of Maynum did not immediately agree, but asked with a frown, "Marquis Dawson, do you think I can continue to trust you after what happened last night?"

Marquis Dawson took a deep breath and said solemnly: "I can promise that as long as you let me go back, I will immediately stop the army and never allow them to attack you!

Also, I can send Falco to you! "

Marquis Maynum's eyes narrowed, and this was a little moved.

He knew that Earl Falco was Lord Dawson's designated heir, and such an act was more binding than a simple verbal promise.

But then he frowned again: "Isn't Count Falco in Winter City now? It is estimated that they have been detained by the Saint Hilde family. How did you hand him over to me?"

Marquis Dawson rolled his eyes and said immediately, "Well, then Wells, you let me go, and I will hand Wells to you as a hostage."

Marquis of Maynum chuckled, shook his head and said, "Do you think I'm stupid? That kid Wells doesn't matter to you at all. I guess you won't feel bad if I kill him."

Marquis Dawson said helplessly: "Then what are you going to do?"

The Marquis of Maynum was lost in thought.

But at this moment, the army of the Golden Lion Legion has caught up, and the soldiers are pointing directly at the Maynum family.

On the other side, the army of the Uman family also arrived, and their target was the army of the Dawson family. Beware of the Dawson family, so that they do not act rashly.

On the side of the Golden Lions, the horn of attack has already sounded.

Seeing such a situation, the Marquis of Maynum immediately ordered the army to prepare for the battle.

"You also said that you have no secret connection with the Saint Hilde family, so why did the Golden Lions attack my army alone, but not yours?"

Marquis Dawson sighed, as if a little disheartened: "If you are always confused by the alienation methods of the Saint Hilde family, then there is really no need for us to continue to cooperate.

The dream of the dwarves to establish a country, huh, maybe as Marquis Garcia said, it's really just a joke! "

Having said this, Marquis Dawson closed his eyes with a sullen expression, as if he didn't want to say more.

The Marquis of Maynum looked gloomy and uncertain, but at the moment the enemy did not allow him to think too much.

Soon, the vanguards of the two armies met head-on.

The sound of shouting and killing filled the wilderness in an instant.