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Chapter 148 The Fall of the Fortress
Limestone Fortress.

At this dusk, the battle in front of the fortress fell into a long-awaited calm.

The zombies and giant bats that had been constantly attacking the fortress had already left.

It should be in an area less than 1 km ahead.

A large number of vampires gathered here.

Groups of zombies, neatly arranged vampire soldiers, werewolf troops roaming on the side, and vampire knights riding war horses and wearing blood-red armor.

Excluding the ghouls, there are tens of thousands of troops gathered here. Once the ghouls and giant bats, which are like cannon fodder, are added, the army here has exceeded 20.

Martin looked at the fort ahead.

He sniffed the air with his nose.

"Did you run away? Oh, you can't run away."

"attack!"

There is no need for any skills, the only way to capture a fortress is through brute force.

With the order given.

The blood clan troops began to rush towards the fortress.

At this time, the fortress was full of soldiers. If you look closely, you can find that almost all of these soldiers are disabled or have not recovered from injuries.

They were the ones left behind to die, the troops that would fall along with the fortress.

A middle-aged officer stood on the fortress and looked at the troops rushing towards them.

The dense swarm of zombies seemed to have no end in sight.

"We will die here, and let these damn monsters know that the only way to defeat us is to step over our dead bodies!"

The officer shouted loudly, and his response was the roar of the people who were dying behind him.

Behind them, the entire fortress was already deserted, and all the remaining soldiers gathered on the city walls.

"boom!"

There was a roar in the distance.

The soldiers looked up and saw a huge ball of flesh drawing an arc in the air, smashing through a section of the city wall, taking away several soldiers, and then crashing into the city.

They had already experienced this trick before and were not surprised, not to mention that there were no soldiers left in the fortress.

A massive creature was running wild across the wilderness, even stalking the ghouls.

It was a sturdy creature that was more than three meters long, like a monster made up of many creatures stitched together, with an extremely huge horn on its head.

He rushed over with great power, soon reached the city gate, and crashed into it without hesitation.

The entire fortress seemed to shake at the roar, and the gate was pierced by the monster's horns. Under this heavy blow, the monster could no longer stand up.

Following them came countless zombies, which crawled in through the broken holes and climbed up the walls.

"kill!"

The officer standing on the city wall roared and waved his weapon to attack the zombies climbing up.

More and more ghouls climbed up, like a torrent crashing against the city wall. Shouts and screams echoed one after another, but these sounds gradually became weaker until they disappeared completely.

The vampires easily rushed into the fortress and looked at the empty fortress.

"A bunch of lowly cowards, they are indeed a low-class race." A vampire knight cursed with disdain.

"Check to see if there's anyone left here, and we'll continue chasing the rest!"

As he spoke, the knight led his troops and rushed towards the rear of the fortress, and more vampires rushed in.

Some huge bats flew directly from the sky above the fortress and chased after them.

"boom!"

A violent explosion.

The fortress fell into an exaggerated magical explosion. The heat and impact force generated by the explosion made Martin, who was about to go over, unable to help but stretch out his hand to block it.

A fiery red mushroom rose into the sky.

A massive explosion created by the overlapping of various magics, since they were going to abandon the fortress, how could they let it fall into the hands of the enemy so easily?

The city walls collapsed, and explosions from various internal structures and underground structures of the fortress caused the entire fortress to collapse.

All the zombies who rushed into the fortress first were wiped out, but fortunately, only those zombies died.

Of course there were some unlucky knights.

Looking at this scene, Martin's expression did not show much regret or anger: "Really decisive, everyone move forward at full speed.

Giant Bat Knights, give chase!"

In fact, Martin and his men had already achieved their goal long ago. They used cheap zombies and giant bats to consume the enemy's manpower at the fortress. They did not necessarily have to kill the enemy, but rather to cause more harm to the soldiers.

And give those refugees confidence and put pressure on the Kingdom of Cohen to abandon the refugees.

For Martin, the more the enemy's strength was reduced, the better, but their main goal was always those who were alive.

Their main purpose is to transform them into vampires, transform them into ghouls, and stitch together more creatures to become their troops.

This is the first priority from beginning to end.

……

In a city.

The troops that retreated here are resting.

In the command post.

"Why? Why are there still so many people in the city?" The bishop frowned and slammed the table and cursed.

This is really stupid.

In response to this question, the prince and several officers turned to look at the officials in the city.

With such a gaze on him, the official's face turned pale and he stammered, "They don't want to leave...especially the elderly.

Some people simply don’t listen, and they always think the enemy is not a monster.”

Generally speaking, there are all kinds of people, and some people still stay in the city, and there is really nothing these officials can do about it.

After all, even many of the available guard troops were pulled to the front line.

Many young soldiers were also recruited, and the whole city had already been in chaos.

"Forget it, let's discuss the subsequent retreat route." The prince said helplessly.

"The fortress's self-destruct array has been activated, and the enemy should have broken through the Gray Mountain defense line by now.

According to the expected speed, they should be rushing towards the city of Vitra.

We will retreat all the way from here to the riverbank defense line and organize a defensive route from here."

At this time, several soldiers came in: "Sir, the messengers from Count Anqit, Count Nick, Bais... are here."

"Oh, what a bunch of idiots." The prince held his forehead.

But he had to go to negotiate.

The fall of the Limestone Fortress meant that the Prince's territory and several territories extending to the west were almost defenseless and would definitely be broken through by the vampires.

As early as a week ago, the prince had sent out the situation and information here through the magical communication channel.

He was sure that there must be some fools who took chances, and he was used to it.

With the prince's departure, the meeting did not stop but continued. After all, the goal of retreat would not change.

Fighting the vampires in the wilderness on the plains is too foolish. A team of bats and ghouls can cause them unstoppable trouble.

"Where are those vampire troops now?" asked the bishop.

An officer in charge of the reconnaissance force said somewhat strangely: "They, they did not speed up to pursue us, nor did they chase those troops.

Instead, they are conducting various large-scale encirclements, trying to surround all the refugees who fail to escape in time."

Hearing this, the bishop's brows were knitted together.

"It seems that what His Royal Highness said was correct. Next time we will face countless enemies."

The bishop shook his head helplessly, but there was nothing he could do. It was simply impossible to evacuate the city's residents and refugees behind the defense line.

Not to mention that their defense time was even shorter than they expected.

Not to mention that there are several territories around that will not obey their orders at all, and the residents of the territories are also part of their wealth.

The bishop could no longer imagine the horrific scene that would be created when the vampire army grew in number.

"This is truly a disaster, a bloody disaster."

He couldn't help but murmur.

The only thing that could comfort him was that many forces seemed to be investigating the details of this vampire clan.

The bishop himself was basically certain that this blood clan was definitely not a race constructed from a single creation stone.

What race could be created with abilities like this?

If it was simply about controlling blood, he could still understand it, but the military structure of the zombie bats and various sewing monsters was very strange.

The ability to produce such large quantities of these flesh and blood alchemical monsters is not something that can be explained by simple research.

Not to mention that the bishop has now obtained some of the most cutting-edge information from within the church.

The people in the Inquisition judged that the vampires were likely to have mastered some ability to detect the Stone of Creation.

Because while the vampires were attacking the Kingdom of Cohen, they were also launching small-scale raids on other forces.

Especially the various attacks at sea, and the offensive actions are always very strange. According to reports from survivors, they seem to be looking for something.

With so many national powers sending people to investigate, it can be basically confirmed that the vampires definitely have this ability.

They are unwilling to share such abilities or technologies, and even display such an extremely aggressive attitude, not to mention that the transformed race is somewhat too inconsistent with the normal race and too evil.

It's almost like saying to all forces: "Come and hit me."

The bishop didn't know why the vampire forces did this, and didn't know whether it was stupidity or intentional.

But no matter which one it is, it is basically certain that the days of the vampires are coming to an end.

All the Cohen Kingdom has to do is persevere.

But even so, the bishop was still uneasy.

He always felt that the road ahead was dark, but he could do nothing.

……

At this time, Kana and others had completed the search of the city of Vitra.

Looking at the refugees in front of him who were found, gathered together and given some medical treatment.

The number was too small. They searched the entire city for half a day and only found a few hundred refugees. Remember, this is a city.

From the mouths of these refugees, we can learn what these cultists did after entering the city.

"Why? Why do they have such ability?" The saint was very puzzled after hearing this.

Even with the cult's corrupt control, it is impossible for it to take effect immediately, let alone affect such a large area.

In order to achieve such a result, at least several ceremonies have been held in this city.

It is almost impossible to hold a ceremony in a place where the Church of Holy Light exists and avoid the detection of the Church of Holy Light.

Not to mention that almost all the cultists are vampires, and no other races are seen.

So how exactly is this done?

"The Stone of Creation." Kana reminded.

Hearing this, the saint couldn't help but reach out and touch her chest, where was hidden the fragment of the Stone of Creation that Kana had given her.

Their spoils.

"You mean to say that someone who was gifted by the Creation joined the cult?"

"No, I simply used a fragment to enhance some ability."

Hearing Kana's words, the Saint stared at him: "Is there such a method? Can it be so precise?"

The Saint is also a being who has used a fragment.

Most of the time, fragments are born within the bodies of individual lives and will only appear when they are powerful or in extreme emotions.

Extreme emotions of excitement are not so easy to appear, and the use of fragments at this time is mostly done subconsciously following the excitement.

How can it be so accurate?

Even if someone who has used a fragment obtains another fragment, it still takes a certain amount of time to gather his emotions before he can make a wish.

And it's not necessarily very accurate.

“Others may not be able to do it, but you have to understand that these are cultists of the vampire clan.

They also possess the knowledge and abilities of the vampires. I saw quite a few tailors among them, most of whom are masters of magic and alchemy."

"What do you mean?" The saint frowned.

Is this related to their communication issues?

"It's impossible that the church didn't notice it? The existence of the vampires, their purpose and power, don't you find it strange?"

Hearing this, the saint frowned and said nothing. She thought of some information passed on from the front line, which could not be verified.

In other words, are the guesses of those forces and countries correct?
Do the vampires really master the techniques of detecting fragments and using them precisely?
"Of course, there is another possibility."

The Saint and the others around looked at Kana.

The main reason is that this power that can confuse and cause people to fall on a large scale is really too exaggerated.

In this case, if just a few cultists sneak into a city, they can cause great damage to the entire city.

If we can’t find the source of the cause and can’t take precautions, the problem will be very serious.

"The evil gods conquered this power and cast their gaze here at a certain time."

In fact, this is the cause of the problem. What Kana just said was just to remind the Holy Light Church to verify the Holy Light Church's speculation through his mouth.

"We, the Night Watch, have taken an oath and are under the watchful eyes of the world. I can clearly feel that the world is slowly sliding into darkness.

Those invaders, those evil things, have set their sights on this world, and as darkness approaches, it will become easier and easier for them to bring their power to this world.

If we don’t respond early, it will be an immeasurable and unstoppable disaster.”

After saying that, Kana looked at the Saint: "Saint of the Holy Fire, you should be able to see... right?"

The saint opened her eyes slightly and glanced at Kana.

"Would you mind chatting with us about this new evil god we've never seen before? It seems you've dealt with them before."

"Haha, of course, after all, we are professionals in this area."

Khanna puts tags on the night watchman.

"Popot, talk to our friends."

However, they hadn't talked for a while.

A soldier rushed into the ruins on his warhorse and was brought over by the vigilant Night Watchmen who were standing nearby.

The soldier saw the saint and ran over and said, "The fortress has fallen, and the prince and the bishop have retreated to the rear.

I have brought a letter from the Bishop and his men, ordering us to begin our retreat."

After hearing this, the saint took the envelope, looked at it, and frowned.

"So fast?"

Cana wasn't surprised.

"Then, Your Excellency, what are you going to do?"

Kana's words made the Saint look at him: "Do you have any other purpose?"

Why are you standing here instead of retreating to other territories and then all the way to the river bank defense line?
"Of course, it's to save more people."

Kana said with a smile.

He has made arrangements.

(End of this chapter)