Chapter 32

The old inn of Aimon was deathly silent. The first encounter with the Portlanders had unexpectedly turned into a fierce battle at the eastern stone wall of Cedar Town.

It was hard to imagine whether those who had stayed in town, risking their lives to draw the attention of the Portland army, could hold out until the planned time.

"Let's, let's surrender to the Portlanders. If this continues, we will all die."

The fur and herb merchant, Usige, swallowed hard, his face pale. The casualties had already exceeded his imagination.

This was even before the Portlanders had deployed their mages. The people in town didn't know how many more such attacks they could withstand.

"Usige, what are you talking about?"

The old blacksmith, Aixun, glared at the merchant with dissatisfaction. He said in a gruff voice, "Do you think the Portlanders will let us go if we surrender?"

"I think they don't want to lose more soldiers!"

Usige didn't believe that the Portlanders would slaughter everyone in Cedar Town like beasts. There should be room for negotiation.

He couldn't help but consider the Portland army from a merchant's perspective, thinking there should be a chance to talk.

The old Aixun said in a tone of frustration, "Fool, do you think this is a business deal? This is war, killing! The enemy needs heads to prove their achievements, whether you are a civilian or a soldier."

Killing the innocent to claim credit, such despicable acts happen everywhere.

"No, no way! As long as we pay enough gold!"

Usige still harbored a glimmer of hope. Damn it, if the Portlanders really did this, they would be no different from devils.

"Unfortunately, the benefits of surrender won't come to us. The Portlanders chose Cedar Town to establish their authority and force other towns to surrender. If they could accept surrender, they wouldn't have launched an attack immediately."

Lin Mo's words completely dispelled the last unrealistic hope in the fur and herb merchant's heart.

The Bart family fled Cedar Town as soon as they received the news, perhaps because they didn't dare to take such a huge risk to bet on the Portlanders' mercy.

War has no mercy, only blood and death.

"Then we are doomed?"

Usige was so scared that he stood up, trembling all over.

"As long as we follow the original plan, there might still be a chance. I'm still here, aren't I?"

Lin Mo glanced at this man with an unstable stance, truly a fence-sitter. Once a person has money, they easily lose their courage. This merchant, reeking of copper, was a perfect example.

"But, but you are a Dragon Knight, sir. People like us might lose our lives here!"

Usige was almost in tears. He hadn't lived enough, or more accurately, he hadn't earned enough money.

Why had he been so foolish as to agree to stay and join this absurd plan?

There is no medicine for regret, and it was too late to regret now.

"It hasn't come to that yet! Don't worry, as long as I am alive, I will ensure your safe departure from Cedar Town."

Lin Mo had seen through these weaklings. If it weren't for the fact that Cedar Town's upcoming battle still needed this merchant to assist in coordinating and managing supplies, he would have only given them empty words of encouragement.

"Are you serious?"

Usige's eyes lit up. The promise of a Dragon Knight meant a very reliable talisman.

"Serious!" Lin Mo nodded.

Not only did Usige breathe a sigh of relief, but Lin Mo and the old Aixun even noticed that the tax collector, Mado, looked much better.

"Notify Lieutenant Li Mubing to hold out for one more round of attacks. I will help them next."

"Understood!" Li Muxin understood Lin Mo's battle intentions.

Using the powerful combat strength of a Ninth Rank Human to launch a surprise attack would catch the Portlanders off guard, reducing the pressure on Cedar Town's upcoming resistance.

At this moment, radio communication was far more reliable and precise than human messengers.

"Mado!"

"Yes, Lord Molin, what do you need?"

"Leave the town first and tell the evacuation team that we have successfully repelled the Portlanders' three attacks. Encourage them to speed up as much as possible."

"Yes, Lord Molin!"

The tax collector, Mado, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and accepted the order.

An old hunter from the town would lead him out through the west, then take a shortcut to catch up with the Cedar Town civilians retreating to Lian City.

Watching Mado's back, Usige's eyes were not without envy, but it was too late to regret now.

The Dragon Knight could also kill. Only by taking risks could one achieve wealth and honor. As the pressure from the Portlanders grew, Usige became much calmer.

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"Lord Qin Lanfu, you can't go any further!"

A guard, wearing a helmet and armor that only exposed his eyes, suddenly blocked the path of the "Red-Eyed Lion" First Battalion's centurion, who was planning to get closer to the battlefield for observation.

"Move aside, Xisi! I order you to step back!"

Qin Lanfu looked displeased. He had originally thought that the small border town of the Sylan Empire would surrender without a fight, but it turned out to be unexpectedly tough.

The "Phantom" flying dragon squad, sent to the town for reconnaissance and intimidation, had kicked a hard stone. Only Squad Leader Du Bo and his flying dragon, Ges, had escaped alone. Adding to this, the flying dragon knight Ailoka, who had mysteriously died in the Green Mist Forest, the flying dragon squad of the vanguard battalion was almost disbanded due to casualties.

He wanted to take a closer look at what kind of divine being was sitting in this small town, making it so tough.

"No, for your safety, I can't let you go. Besides, there is a very powerful archer in the town."

The guard was very anxious. According to the information from the "Phantom" flying dragon squad, there was a very powerful knight in the town with superb archery skills. If he targeted the centurion, the centurion would be in great danger.

Due to the need for the newly arrived troops to set up camp and assemble, many trees had been cut down near the town, leaving little cover where they stood.

"Do you think I am that foolish? The standard aerial rider's longbow of the 'Phantom' squad, with its three-sided armor-piercing heavy arrows, has a maximum elevation range of only 300 paces (about 1~1.5 meters per pace). I am at least 500 paces away from the town. What are you worried about? Xisi, I order you to move aside, you are blocking my view."

Qin Lanfu angrily pushed the guard aside and continued forward.

He almost used his war helmet to smash the stubborn guard's head.

"Eh! 300 paces?"

The guard, Xisi, was stunned, reaching out to touch his head but feeling his hard helmet instead.

The centurion was right; he had been too cautious. At such a distance, even if the other side shot an arrow, it would have little killing power left.

Bang!~

A loud explosion came from the direction of the Sylan Empire's town.

"Sir! Wait for me!"

Xisi, coming to his senses, hurried after his centurion. Just as he turned, he suddenly noticed that Centurion Qin Lanfu had stopped.

Had he listened to his advice and decided not to go further?

"Sir! Sir!"

Xisi called out twice, but the centurion didn't respond. He quickly caught up.

"There's an assassin!~"

When Xisi saw the front of Centurion Qin Lanfu, he suddenly screamed in horror.

The centurion's eyes were wide open, and a strange pigeon-egg-sized blood hole appeared on his forehead, oozing a mixture of red and white unknown fluid. The tightly armored body kept him from falling, but the war helmet was still in his hand.

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