Chapter 338: Chapter 0338: Curse (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Translator: 549690339

Similar night raids continued uninterrupted for several days.

Under the command of Su Lu, the Northern people were plunged into massive chaos as the retaliating knights typically did not return from the counterattacks.

Because this was just impossible to solve!

How could these third-grade nobodies defend against a fourth-grade professional guerrilla soldier?

This was akin to an adult bullying a child. It was also similar to when Immon manipulated plots and killed Duke Lester in the capital.

The scheme wasn’t brilliant, but sufficient strength guaranteed its implementation, turning it into a nightmare that the enemy couldn’t escape no matter how they struggled!

Recently, Su Lu even directly set the North’s granary ablaze, pushing the enemy into a desperate situation.

At that time, Su Lu thought that if he could muster a force of over a thousand troops from within the city to cooperate slightly, they might be able to accomplish the feat of defeating an army of ten thousand with one thousand!

However, after a long time of campaigning, the elites of Rose Castle had reached their limits.

And the regular militiamen? For nighttime assaults, they’d probably more likely to get lost, hence had to begrudgingly give up.

Therefore, after weighing their options, Messiah and Shaker gave up on the tempting proposal.

After all, judging from the dilapidated state of the Northern army at the moment, it wouldn’t be long before they retreated or crumbled on their own.

When that time comes, they could pursue them during the daylight just the same and accomplish great results.

Inside the commander’s tent.

Duke Frank looked increasingly haggard.

“Su Lu Pottery is here!”

“He once again killed several of our honorable nobles.”

“We can’t go on like this, we have to leave…”

The discussions grew in intensity and finally turned into fear.

‘Has it come…to this point already?’

He gestured weakly for his men to leave, sighing with fatigue as he rubbed his temples, “Even in death, I will not surrender!”

“That’s an admirable resolve, my lord!”

A man with an ordinary face and wearing a grey robe emerged from the shadows.

“Who are you?”

Duke Frank was alert in an instant, gripping the hilt of his sword.

“Just a nameless nobody! I have simply brought a proposal… my lord Duke, would you like to take revenge on Su Lu Pottery?” asked the man in the grey robe impassively.

“Who is behind you?”

Duke Frank remained on guard.

“None of that matters. What matters is that your death will add a crucial weight… increasing the chances of your enemy’s demise…” continued the man in the grey robe.

“My death… you’re saying I will die here?”

Duke Frank’s expression turned stony, and he was silent for a long time before asking, “What’s your plan?”

“To destroy a person, one must first drive him to madness!”

The man in the grey robe said indifferently: “This is the beginning of a curse ritual… it will slowly ferment, and eventually bring madness and death to your enemy. The first sacrifice is your life!”

“Using my own life to curse my enemy?”

Frank chuckled coldly: “You think I would agree?”

“It is your ‘soon-to-be-extinguished life’ that we know well. Su Lu Pottery won’t give you another chance to return to the North…The Western Region is destined to be your grave.”

The man in the grey robe slowly retreated into the darkness: “I take my leave…The deal is always on the table”

When Frank looked again, he found that the man’s body had already disappeared into the shadows. He couldn’t help clenching his fist, “Damned wizard!”

Due to the presence of those with transcendent powers, the absolute monarch was greatly hindered. Even though he himself had received knight training, he still harbored considerable hostility against transcendents who didn’t obey.

However, while the knightly class focused their resentment on wizards, they hadn’t considered that their own existence was also a major deterrent to centralized power!

A few days later, on the battlefield.

Close to twenty thousand people were fighting against each other.

Donning heavy armor, Su Lu led a group of knights in the vanguard.

With his current physical condition, even carrying an extra hundred pounds of armor felt no different than wearing a thick coat. He wielded a three-meter-long spear. With each swing, more knights fell.

Behind this ‘sharp blade’, were about three thousand soldiers. This was already the limit of what Rose Castle could muster.

At this point, the enemy, though numbering around ten thousand, was demoralized due to multiple night raids, and had been cut off from food supplies. Even the practice of conscripting troops was overused, to the point where it couldn’t be done anymore.

Having the upper hand, they naturally encountered a resounding victory.

Several thousand men dispersed an army of tens of thousands like herding ducks, indiscriminately slaughtering all in their way. Fallen flags littered the ground, while screams and wails filled the air.

Essentially, once they entered the pursuit phase, the fate of the battle was hard to overturn. It was time for cleanup duty

Su Lu rode his horse, carrying out point-to-point elimination.

Any official knight or wizard entering his field of vision had no chance of survival.

This great victory must include the capture of the Duke of the North in order to achieve perfection.”

This man is useless. He sticks to rigid rules, and despite the long period of time that Su Lu had given him, he hardly attracted any powerful transcendents.

Although, according to the rules between aristocrats, no matter the war, it’s best to take a ‘nemesis’ of such caliber as prisoner. But Su Lu didn’t care about that.

Shaker strongly recommended capturing this valuable prisoner, which could subdue the North without the need for battle. However, Messiah didn’t seem to want to let off this ‘mastermind’ who had forced her mother’s death.

“Duke Frank’s banner… is over there.”

Seeing a team of cavalry, Su Lu’s eyes lit up and he gave chase.

“Protect the Duke!”

Despite him being alone, the enemy knights shouted in rage and desperation, leaving a team behind to block him.

“Get lost!”

Su Lu swung his spear freely, picking off the knights who pounced on him one by one. He dismounted and chased them into a forest with a few flashes of movement.

Despite their utter defeat, the Northern people remained loyal, protecting Duke Frank in a small circle.

The Duke, with his helmet off and a bit of blood on him, was sitting quietly on a tree stump, waiting for his fate.

“We meet again, Duke!”

Su Lu’s figure appeared, and he bowed his chest in salute.

He raised his hand and a spray of blood flew up. That was the guards who had been sent flying.

“Su Lu Pottery…When you were in the North, I hated so much that I didn’t directly execute you!”

Duke Frank stood up, his eyes staring at Su Lu like a wild wolf.

“Even then, you wouldn’t have been able to kill me.”

Su Lu shrugged, “Are you surrendering?”

“A rushing wolf never surrenders!”

Thinking of the urgent meeting just now, Frank stared at Su Lu, “In the name of Frank Mitis, I curse you, the crazed slaughterer…”

Thunk!

After voicing the bitter curse, he took out a black broken sword and dragged it fiercely across his neck.

Blood splattered!