Transcendent Dawn Chapter 338: Curse

Similar night attacks lasted for several days.

With Sulu suppressing the formation, the northerners fell into a huge panic when the knights who fought back basically never returned.

Because there is no solution!

A Tier 4 professional fights guerrilla, how can the guys who don’t even have Tier 3 resist him?

This is equivalent to an adult bullying a child, and the nature is similar to that of Imon’s previous manipulation of the conspiracy in the capital and the killing of Duke Liszt.

The strategy is not clever, but with enough power to guarantee its implementation, it creates a nightmare of helpless enemies struggle no matter how hard they are!

In the most recent time, Sulu even directly set the barn of the northerners on fire, causing the opponent to fall into desperation.

At that time, Sulu felt that as long as an army of more than a thousand people could rush out of the city and cooperate a little bit, he might be able to accomplish tens of thousands of feats!

Unfortunately, after a long period of battle, the elite in Rose Castle has reached its limit.

As for the ordinary militia? If you want to complete the night raid, I am afraid that it is not because I am more likely to get lost, so I can only give it up.

So, after much consideration, Messiah and Shaker gave up this tempting proposal.

Anyway, judging from the decline of the Northern Army at this time, it doesn't take long before they will voluntarily retreat or collapse.

At that time, chasing at the end of the day during the day can also achieve great results.

……

In the coach's tent.

Grand Duke Flacq looked increasingly old.

"Sulu Portree is here!"

"He killed several honorable nobles again."

"We can't do this, we must leave..."

A lot of discussion gathered, and finally turned into fear.

‘Has it reached the point of...? ’

He waved his hand weakly, causing everyone to step back, rubbing his temples with a sigh: "Even death can't make me succumb!"

"What a respectable belief, my lord!"

A man wearing a hemp robe with a popular face walked out of the shadows.

"Who are you?"

Grand Duke Frank became vigilant, holding onto the hilt of the sword.

"The nameless man! Someone just brought an offer... Lord Duke, do you want revenge on Sulu Portree?" The gray-robed man asked blankly.

"Who is behind you?"

Grand Duke Frank remains vigilant.

"None of this is important. What is important is that your death will add a very heavy weight to revenge...increase the doom of the other's death..."

The gray-robed man continued.

"My death... You said I will die here?"

Grand Duke Frank's face sank and he was silent for a long time before asking: "What is your plan?"

"If you want to perish, you must first make it crazy!"

The gray-robed man said in an indifferent voice: "This is the beginning of a cursing ritual... It will slowly brew and eventually bring madness and death to your enemy. The first sacrifice is your life. !"

"Let me use my life to curse the enemy?"

Frank sneered: "Do you think I will agree?"

"It is your'life that is about to die'. I and you know that Sulu Portree will not let you have the opportunity to go back to the north... The West is destined to be your death place."

The gray-robed man slowly retreated into the darkness: "Someone retire...The transaction has been valid."

When Frank looked again, he found that the other person's body had melted into a shadow and disappeared, and he could not help clenching his fists: "Damn wizard!"

Because of the existence of extraordinary power, it is a great obstacle to the centralization of the monarchy. Even if he himself has been trained as a knight, he is still quite hostile to disobedient extraordinary individuals.

Of course, the knight class basically concentrated this hostility on the wizards, but did not consider that their own existence is also an important factor in obstructing centralization!

……

A few days later, on the battlefield.

Nearly 20,000 people are fighting together.

Sulu wore heavy armor and led a group of knights as the vanguard.

With his physical fitness at this time, even with a hundred kilograms of heavy armor, it feels like wearing a thick dress, holding a three-meter long spear, and swinging it, some knights continue to die.

Behind their ‘sharp knife’, there are about three thousand soldiers, which is the limit that Rose Castle can make now.

But at this time, although the enemy has about 10,000, they have experienced many night attacks, their morale has dropped sharply, and they have been cut off. Do it again.

Under the premise of taking the advantage, of course, we are ushering in a joyful victory.

Thousands of people scattered the army of tens of thousands of people and chased them like ducks. The broken flag fell to the ground, and there was a scream and wailing sound everywhere.

Basically, after entering the chase battle, the battle will be difficult to reverse, and it has entered the time of trash sweeping.

Sulu rode a horse to clear away.

As long as it is a formal knight or higher, or a wizard, there is no possibility of surviving in his eyes.

"This time a big victory, you must also win the Duke of the North in order to be perfect."

This man is a trash, abiding by rigid rules, and Sulu has given him such a long time, but he hasn't attracted a few powerful transcendents~IndoMTL.com~Although according to the unspoken rules of the nobles, even if It's a war, and such a large "enemy leader" is best to be a prisoner, but Sulu doesn't care about this at all.

Shaker strongly urged that this prisoner of sufficient weight be captured, so that the Northern Territory could be surrendered without blood, but Messiah didn't seem to want to let go of the ‘culprit’ who killed her mother.

"The flag of Grand Duke Frank...is there."

Sulu saw a cavalry team, his eyes lit up, and he chased after him.

"Protect the Grand Duke!"

Although he was alone, the knight on the opposite side still roared in grief and anger, leaving a group of people to block him.

"Get out of here!"

Sulu's spear wielded wanton, killing the knight attendants one by one, jumping off the horse a few flashes, and chasing into a forest.

Even if it has been defeated, the people of the North are still very loyal, surrounded by Duke Frank.

The grand prince took off his helmet and got some blood stains on his body. He was sitting on a tree stump, quietly waiting for his own destiny.

"Meet again, Grand Duke!"

Su Lu's figure emerged, bowing his chest.

He raised his hand, and a few **** flowers flew up, and the guard guard was smashed out.

"Sulu Portree...When I was in the North, I hated that I didn't directly put you to death!"

Grand Duke Frank stood up, staring at Sulu like a wolf.

"Even then, you couldn't kill me."

Sulu shrugged: "Are you going to surrender?"

"Benwolf will never surrender!"

Grand Duke Frank thought of the emergency meeting just now and looked at Sulu: "In the name of Frank Mitis, I curse you! Crazy butcher..."

Puff!

After uttering a spiteful curse, he took out a black broken sword and swiped it hard against his neck.

Blood splashes!