Extraordinary Rise: Starting Contract with the Silver Dragon Countess

Chapter 127 The first drop of blood
(Thanks to the book friend "Little Lizi Lee" for the tip, and thank you boss, the boss is very generous!)
Hunter felt like his brain wasn't enough, and he opened his mouth wide, but couldn't make a sound.

Facing the surging peasant uprising army, they felt the overwhelming momentum that seemed to be able to swallow everything.

His mind was blank and he froze in place out of fear, not knowing what to do.

Just as Hunter was stunned, a middle-aged strong man suddenly ran over and shouted anxiously:

"Captain, Captain!

Send a signal quickly! Go to the Executive Yuan for help!"

The one who reminded Hunter was the squadron's deputy captain, another extraordinary person from the First Standing Team.

Hunter finally woke up from his dream and frantically searched his pocket for the alarm fireworks.

However, he soon looked at the vice-captain with tears in his eyes and said with trembling lips:
"Signal...the signal gun is not here!"

The city-state had been at peace for decades, and Hunter thought the flare gun was a nuisance, so he stopped carrying it on patrol a long time ago.

The vice-captain showed a sense of responsibility at this moment, and said in a deep voice:
"Captain, you are higher level than me and faster than me, go to the Executive Office and the Association to ask for help!

I'll stop them first!"

Hunter looked at the honest and loyal deputy captain with a moved face. He was different from himself who got to the leadership position by relying on relatives.

This deputy captain fought his way up from many skilled opponents.

He did not hesitate any longer. Feeling the terrifying aura getting closer and closer, he rushed out like an arrow without even saying a polite greeting or taking care, and his figure quickly disappeared around the corner of the street.

Looking at the disappearing Hunter, the deputy captain's face turned slightly pale. He led his men, who were almost frightened, and stared nervously at the approaching peasant rebels.

……

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Hunter ran all the way, his voice echoing in the street, mixed with anxiety and panic.

Magical power surged out of his body freely, his steps were as fast as flying, and heavy rain was pouring down, splashing up mud and water.

Every breath was heavy and rapid, and my throat seemed to be broken, but I couldn't take a break.

Finally, Hunter rushed to the gate of the Executive Mansion, but found that there was not even a guard on duty at the door. However, he had no intention of paying attention to this abnormality at the moment.

He lay down in front of the door, panting and knocking hard, but no one opened the door for a long time.

He just got angry and kicked the door open and rushed in.

At this moment, he was panting all over, his gorgeous uniform was soaked with sweat and rain, and his hair was messy and stuck to his forehead.

When he rushed into the Executive Yuan hall in a hurry, he was stunned for a moment.

The scream for help was instantly stuck in my throat.

Inside the hall, the lord of the city-state, the president of the "Farming Society", and the seventh-level peak [Landlord] Ivan Petrov sat on the main seat.

Sitting below him were the core figures of the Executive Yuan and the top leaders of the "Farming Society", all of whom were present.

They stared at Hunter who rushed in in a strange silence, with surprise, sarcasm and solemnity in their eyes.

It was like countless sharp swords, making Hunter feel a biting chill.

The hall was eerily quiet, as if even the air had frozen.

Hunter stood there with his mouth open. Before he could calm his rapid breathing, he was enveloped by the oppressive atmosphere and didn't know how to break the heart-wrenching silence.

Fortunately, Hunter's uncle, the vice president of the association, spoke up to help Hunter out.

But what he said made Hunter secretly shocked:

"Everyone, it seems the president was right. Those mud-legged pigs really took action tonight!"

Hunter couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

The Executive Yuan and the association had already known that the "Peasant Association" was going to launch a riot tonight!
Soon, a chill ran through my chest.

All the top executives knew about it, but they didn't leak any information. What does this mean?
Hunter couldn't help but think sadly that, in addition to the need for confidentiality, it was more likely that they were being used as bait!

The two hundred brothers under his command, including the loyal deputy captain, are probably finished!
Ivan's voice slowly rang out:
“Looks like they’re starting to make a move!

The first to take action were the farmers in the city. Did they really think they could turn the world upside down with just a few farm tools?

Barry, Saffron!"

The two men stood up from their seats.

Ivan instructed:
"You two, take Hunter and gather all the city's guards, as well as half of the association's combat members, to drive those scoundrels back to the West District!

Remember, don't be soft-hearted!
If necessary, you can be ruthless!"

As he said the last sentence, Ivan's eyes fell on Saffron.

Barry on the side suddenly took a few steps forward, waved his hand, and said manically:
“This should have been done long ago!
On the contrary, Tian Gang, a group of uncivilized farmers actually dared to resist!

If you ask me, we just caught and killed too few people.

To deal with such stubborn fools, they should be made to taste blood!"

Saffron moved her lips and nodded:

"Mr. President, I know my limits."

Soon, the two of them took the pale-faced Hunter to gather strength to stop the peasant rebels from attacking the core area.

After this group of people left, Ivan also began to deploy his troops:
"Les, Conor, Oliver, you lead a thousand security forces to guard the Executive Office!
The enemy's attackers consisted of about three silver-level warriors and about three hundred extraordinary people.

The leader is the think tank of the Farmers' Association, we must capture him alive!"

"Follow the order!"

Ivan slowly stood up, and the surging magic power began to surge:
"Everyone else, follow me to the west gate!

Kill the rebels! "

……

In the violent rain, the third-level extraordinary person code-named "Farmer" led the peasant uprising army and approached the core area of the city-state.

The hundreds of guards were already vaguely visible.

The heavy rain showed no signs of stopping, and the bright lights coming from the core area reflected the panic and despair on the faces of the security guards.

The peasant rebels marched with firm and resolute steps, splashing large amounts of mud and water with every step.

The rain hit their weapons, making crisp sounds - hoes, sickles and sticks, these simple farm tools now became their weapons to resist oppression!

The squadron's deputy captain, the only remaining transcendent in the security team, strode to the front of the rebels and said coldly:

"What do you want to do?
Rebellion!
Just with the hoes and sickles in your hands?

And a bunch of farmers who only have a handful of honest and strong strength?
Do you know that the city lord is a golden-level extraordinary person!

The security forces under his command are invincible. Even if you have tens of thousands of people, you can't stop their charge! The "farmer" stopped and called out the other man's name:

“Pero, get out of the way.

You are also a farmer's son, I don't want to kill you!"

The vice-captain named Pero roared with bloodshot eyes:
"Since you know my experience, you also know how difficult it is for me to get to where I am now!

I have gone through unimaginable hardships and efforts to get to this point. I can't just stand by and watch you destroy it all!
Go away, your riot will mean nothing!

In the face of absolute strength, numbers are just a ridiculous pile of numbers!

Don't think too much, just go back and be a farmer, working the land honestly, isn't that good enough? "

There is a natural and irreconcilable contradiction between the vested interests and the oppressed lower classes.

Even though the former may have evolved from the latter.

But the moment he completes the class leap, it will be impossible for him to return to the class he belongs to. At the same time, in order to maintain the stability of his own class, he will not hesitate to wield the butcher knife against his former class brothers!

Everyone knows that there is no agreement!

Pero's threat did not scare anyone. Since they chose to leave their homes tonight and come here, they were determined to die!

If you don’t break out in silence, you will perish in silence!
The "farmer" no longer hesitated. With a wave of his hand, the rebel army behind him, like a tide, began to attack the guard team.

He also took the initiative to find Pero, and the two instantly engaged in a deadly battle!
The farmers' eyes burned with anger and determination as they brandished their crude weapons.

Those two or three hundred guards are just ordinary people with better physical fitness. They can get a stable job only because they have a good father or a good mother.

They were no match for the tens of thousands of peasant rebels. Soon, they were overwhelmed by the peasant flood, leaving behind hundreds of corpses as they fled in panic deep into the core area.

As for the "farmer" and Perrault, their clothes were already stained with blood.

After wiping out the guards, the peasant rebels quickly surrounded Pero.

There is no need to pay attention to any etiquette on the battlefield.

Perrault, the farmer's son, was overwhelmed by a group of farmers like surging waves, and hoes and sickles fell on him one after another.

Even though he was a third-level transcendent with a "bronze body", he was unable to withstand the attacks coming from all directions.

Finally, wounds burst open on his body, Pero let out a blood-soaked wail, and finally fell to the ground with a bang!

There was a moment of silence on the battlefield, with only the heavy breathing of the farmers.

Their eyes are so bright that it's scary!
Extraordinary people are not immortal!
The "farmer" wiped the sweat, rain and blood from his face again, and led the peasant uprising army towards the most important arsenal in the core area!
However, they were soon stopped in their tracks by a group of ill-intentioned forces.

They were all familiar with the leading figures.

Barry, who manages the barley and wheat producing areas!

Nicknamed "Bali the Cruel", he treated farmers and tillers in the worst possible manner.

He once beat to death a farmer who stole his seeds.

A fifth-level transcendent!
There is also Saffron, who manages the production area of saffron, a precious spice and medicinal material!
He used to be a craftsman. Because of his outstanding talent in cultivation and his ability to cultivate precious plants, he was valued by Ivan, who gave him magic potions and successfully promoted him to the fourth level of transcendence.

He often had sympathy for farmers and tillers.

The rest were senior members of the city-state guard and old faces from the "farming society".

Bali's team was not large in number, only about a thousand people, and seemed dwarfed by the thousands of peasant soldiers on the other side.

But the two silver-level transcendents standing in front, and the hundreds of bronze-level transcendents from the guard team and the "Farming Society" behind them, are enough to make the "farmer" and the peasant uprising army behind him stop their attack.

If a superhuman with a "bronze body" could be besieged by a group of farmers, they could use sickles and hoes to exhaust their physical strength and kill them.

The "Silver Body" is a completely different world.

Unless they were using standard weapons equipped by the army or precious magic weapons, it would be difficult to break through even their physical defenses.

In addition, the Silver Transcendents can continuously restore their magic power, and they cannot be killed by a group of farmers who only rely on hoes and sickles to fight.

What's more, they also brought with them hundreds of well-trained guards and combat members of the "Farming Association", and the combat effectiveness of these people should not be underestimated.

If a real fight breaks out, no matter how many peasant rebels there are, they will not have any advantage!
Barry showed a ferocious smile on his face:

"I've been annoyed with you old idiots for a long time, and now it's just the right time to come to my door!

Come on, who dares to take another step forward? "

Saffron moved her lips and said:

"Go back! No matter what the people from the Peasant Association promised you, it will never come true.

I know you are just bait, used to tie us down. Your main targets are the West City Gate and the Executive Government, right? "

As soon as these words were spoken, the farmer's pupils shrank suddenly and he couldn't help but hold the sickle in his hand tighter.

He took a deep breath, looked back, and found that no one looked like they were retreating or fearing.

A surge of hot blood rushed to his head, and he laughed wildly and roared:
"Come, let's see if we, more than 10,000 people, can kill a Silver Transcendent today!"

Saffron sighed softly, and her eyes couldn't help but look towards the villa area where Cohen and others lived not far away.

He didn't know whether the news brought to him by the beautiful elf lady beside him a few days ago was true.

Reveal the complete "God of Agriculture" sequence path to yourself, and even provide the potion materials needed to advance to the sixth level!
Saffron's heart was in turmoil, and she was hesitant about whether to just stand by and watch.

The conditions Cohen proposed were too tempting.

Just when he was hesitating, the appearance of a person immediately dispelled his doubts!

Windsordale showed up without any call-up!

On the battlefield where blood, fire and torrential rain intertwined, Windsardle Windrunner appeared between the two warring parties like a goddess descending.

The emerald green cloak fluttered gently in the wind, and the long silver-gray hair cascaded down like a waterfall, sparkling with a mysterious luster.

Under the mask, eyes as deep as a lake were revealed, looking at the aggressive Barry and others without any emotion.

Windsardler stood there quietly, his chin slightly raised, with a calm expression on his delicate face.

In his hand he held a gorgeous longbow, emitting a powerful magical aura.

The momentum of the Golden Stage was unmistakable, completely isolating the violent storm from outside.

Her tall figure exudes a nobility and elegance that is out of place on the battlefield.

In an instant, the originally noisy and bustling battlefield seemed to have been paused. Both sides of the war were shocked by her momentum and stopped their actions!
Gold level extraordinary!
The same strength as the strongest man in the city-state, [Landlord] Ivan!

Everyone's eyes were focused on Windsordler, attracted by her otherworldly beauty and powerful aura.

The astonishing aura she exuded was like an insurmountable peak, suppressing the entire audience and making everyone feel a sense of awe from the depths of their souls.

(End of this chapter)