Blasphemy: 12 Lost

Although three thousand elf warriors are flying the banner of Rogge, three thousand elves are equivalent to three thousand piles of gold coins.

The temptation of huge profits is enough to drive people crazy, making them unable to see the sharpness of the swords and arrows in the hands of the elves. As for Rogge's banner, to be fair, it is more of an object of contempt in the empire, and it really has no deterrent effect.

Therefore, the elves walking on the land of the empire are like a blood flower floating in the sea. The sweet smell attracts groups of greedy and bloodthirsty sharks.

Within two days, nearly a hundred groups of guys with evil intentions dropped out of this group of elves. Among them are adventurers, bounty hunters, wanted criminals, and even large groups of mercenaries. Of course they dare not expect to capture the entire team of elves, but they can still capture a few sentinels when the moon is dark and the wind is high. For these people, this level of harvest can be regarded as a windfall.

For this situation, the provincial governor, Duke Doriac, naturally would not sit idly by and ignore it. He immediately expressed his intention to send troops to **** along the way. However, due to the inefficiency of the imperial bureaucracy, Rogge would have already traveled through his province by the time Doriac's troops arrived. On the other hand, the combat effectiveness of Doliak's troops is far inferior to that of Rogge's elf warriors. When the time comes, who will protect whom?

And after being reminded by the boss Sara Winger, Rogge became a little more wary of the seemingly mediocre Duke Doriac.

But now Rogge is no longer the baseless magician he was when he led the elves out of the Central Mountains. His current power means that even if he looks at the entire Asrofic Empire, he belongs to a small group of people who can say a few words about major issues in the empire.

Back then, in order to keep most of the elves at hand, he had to endure many things. But now, he is no longer an unknown fat man who can be bullied by anyone.

Rogg had already made plans for the people following him. Only blood can clear the eyes blinded by greed.

In the first two days after entering the province, the hunters behind the elves were still waiting to see what was going on, but on the third night, some hunters finally couldn't help but take action. Only this time, they were terribly wrong.

In terms of personal strength, small group combat cooperation, well-equipped equipment, and even night fighting levels, hunters are stronger than ordinary elf warriors. Groups of hunters are ready to use wolf tactics to follow the elves, ready to pounce at any time and bite them hard. But they didn't know that there were people like Androni and Hughes hiding among these elves, and Rogge himself didn't just rely on betrayal and conspiracy to climb up.

On the third night, the sky was cloudy.

The sounds of fighting, alarms, and screams before death filled the area around the elf camp, almost non-stop all night long. Thousands of evil wolves wandering in the dark night began their journey on this moonless night. The first large-scale hunting operation.

In the cold night wind, an increasingly strong smell of blood slowly spread.

In the early morning, the elves set off camp as usual, as if nothing had happened. But there was a group of nearly a hundred elves who would erect a sharpened stake on both sides of the road every few dozen meters, and then impale an adventurer captured by the elves on the stake.

The elf walked farther and farther, and wooden stakes were erected on both sides of the road one after another. Many of the adventurers impaled on the stakes were still alive, and their limbs occasionally twitched feebly.

Hundreds of **** wooden stakes turned the path walked by the elves into a **** road.

After being extremely shocked, the hunters who followed the elves discovered that there were far fewer companions hiding in the gloomy jungle. But, how could a kind, elegant and holy elf become so bloodthirsty? At least, when the more than a hundred elf warriors nailed the adventurers who were not dead to the wooden stakes, they did so skillfully and calmly, without any sign of mercy.

At this time, only at this time, very few adventurers were willing to look through their memories. They finally remembered that they had seen these terrifying and cold-blooded elves in the Principality of Are, and had heard about this elf army. Name, Dark Side of the Moon.

On the fourth night, thick clouds still obscured the light of the blue moon.

The sounds of fighting and screams often sounded from the mountains and forests surrounding the elf camp. Those hunters who were still tormented by greed and failed to wake up in time from the bloodshed during the day, so that they were still following the elves, had quietly changed from hunters to prey.

Early the next morning, the elves set out as usual, but there were hundreds of **** wooden stakes on both sides of the road.

On one of the wooden stakes, there was a young man who looked very strong. He was very tenacious. Although a sharpened wooden stake penetrated his abdomen, he still struggled in vain to free his body from the wooden stake. It was obvious that every movement would cause him extreme pain.

There was a sudden sound of a bow in the forest, and a sharp arrow pierced the young man's back, ending his pain.

As soon as the sharp arrow flew out of the forest, the elf archer from the Dark Side of the Moon took off the magic longbow on his back and fired an arrow back at him like lightning.

There was a faint sound of heavy objects falling to the ground in the forest, and a shrill scream. The voice sounded like a young woman. He just doesn't know who she is to him, a lover, a sister, or a life-and-death partner?

"Is this necessary?" Androni asked without hesitation.

"Of course!" Rogge replied while walking leisurely through the forest: "I have given enough warnings, but they still dare to follow us. Annie, the light of the gold coins is really too dazzling Only enough blood can make them wake up. There is no kindness or humaneness to talk about here. I just want everyone to see that as long as anyone dares to come and take my ideas, regardless of men, women, old or young, I will kill them all. We must kill them all! Only in this way can we make them think more about it when gambling with their lives!"

Androni sighed and said: "Don't you always want the elves to enter the human country? Now your approach will only increase the hatred between the elves and humans, right?"

Rogge smiled slightly and said: "These adventurers who are like ghosts have no power and are few in number in the empire, so they will be killed if they can be killed. With the political structure of the empire, can the elves integrate into it?" The key to human society lies only in the very few people who are truly in power in the empire. As long as my position in the empire does not fall, I can at least keep the elves who follow me."

Androni said nothing more, just sighed secretly. As smart as Androni, she naturally understood what Rogge didn't say. The fat man just wants to form this symbiotic relationship with the elves. The elves' combat prowess, beauty, ability to create various high-quality equipment, and even artistic attainments are very important pillars for Rogge to build his own power. After Rogge's power is consolidated, he can also provide enough protection for the elves. .

As long as Fatty remains in power, killing some greedy adventurers is not a big deal at all. If Fatty falls one day, he will not be able to protect himself at that time. Will he still care whether the elves can integrate into the human country?

It’s still that famous saying, after I die, even if the floods surge into the sky!

The fifth night was a quiet night.

Outside Clemson, the provincial capital, Rogge finally joined the army led by Redbud Butterfly. According to the plan, this army should obtain sufficient supplies at Clemson before marching toward the southeastern border.

In the city of Clemson, Rogge met Duke Doriac again. For Rogge, who is currently in the spotlight in the empire, Doriac's hospitality can be described as extremely luxurious and obscene. Unfortunately, Rogge is in a special situation and can only express his thanks for the many wonderful after-dinner programs.

The supply of the army went very smoothly, and the difficult situation that Rogge expected did not appear. On the contrary, Doliac took the initiative to mobilize all the necessary military supplies for Rogge. Of course some delays were inevitable, but that was due to the inefficiency of the provincial bureaucracy, not to the Duke of Doillac's deliberate obstruction.

This time Rogge was able to cooperate so happily with Doliac, and I don’t know if it was because of the scarlet road that Rogge left a few days ago.

After leaving Clemson, and after intense marching day and night, Rogge finally arrived at his base, Schild City, before the deadline.

The northern land is not rich in products, and the southeastern border of the empire is even more barren. This is a wilderness of thousands of miles of red soil. During the monsoon season, the sky is filled with red dust.

What Rogge has to face is this endless red wasteland! And two countries located a hundred kilometers away on the other side of the wasteland. The terrain that Pompeii had to overcome was much more complex, with mountains, hills, jungles and swamps.

The barren products, complex terrain, and vast space make the southeastern border of the empire a natural place for troops.

It was already afternoon when the army led by Rogge arrived.

The howling wind swept up the red earth that blocked the sky, and the low sun in the sky turned dim. Slowly, the city of Schilde, exuding a murderous aura, emerged from the wind and sand.

The sentry at the top of Schild City spotted this slowly approaching army from a distance. Not long after, a small group of knights rushed out of the city gate and faced Rogge's army.

"Lord Rogge! I am Meredith, the intelligence major of the Tide Legion. You can call me Mei. From today on, I will serve as your adjutant. The current supreme commander of Schild City and the commander of the Fourth Corps of the Tide Legion General Wallace sent me to greet you. All senior officers are waiting at headquarters. Please come with me!"

Roger looked carefully at Meredith who came to greet him. She was very tall, almost as tall as Androni, and she still looked quite young, but her face was as cold as ice, and her voice, although pleasant to the ears, was so cold that it made people very uncomfortable. Perhaps because of her role as an intelligence officer, she did not wear armor, but only wore a tailored military uniform, showing off her murderous beauty.

According to imperial etiquette, General Wallace, commander of the Fourth Corps, should have led all senior generals out of the city to greet Rogge, but they only sent a young female officer of the major level to lead ten soldiers to greet him! Although Mei is very handsome and beautiful, and the ten soldiers are tall and handsome ceremonial soldiers rather than ordinary knights, it is obvious that the 'Tide' Legion wants to give Rogge's new commander a blow.

It seems that it is not easy to command these proud guys like the Tide Legion, especially someone like Fatty who is also known as betrayal and lust.

However, when Redbud Butterfly, who was standing behind Rogge, saw Meredith, although there was nothing unusual on the surface, her heart beat a little faster. How keen is the fat man's sense? He immediately sensed a slight abnormality in the heartbeat of the redbud butterfly. Rogge's heart moved, knowing that this young female officer must be more than just a low-level adjutant, but on the surface, he remained calm at all.

At least in terms of calmness, the gap between Rogge and Redbud Butterfly was immediately apparent. The fat man's body temperature, blood flow and heartbeat were as usual, with no changes at all.

Rogg immediately ordered the army to camp on the spot, and then he only took a hundred guards with him and followed Meredith towards the city of Schild.

The semi-military city of Schild is located on the edge of the red wasteland and is the largest city within hundreds of miles. ~IndoMTL.com~ It is not only the strongest defensive fortress, but also the center where all kinds of war preparation materials are stored. Around Schild City, several small military fortresses were built to serve as wing protection.

From the moment he stepped into Schild City, Rogge had a preliminary understanding of Frederick, the famous imperial general he had never met before.

In Imperial language, Hilde means Iron Shield. The city's defense is extremely strong, and it lives up to its name. Schild's city walls are high and thick, almost all made of huge stones. The architectural planning in the city is also different from ordinary cities. It is obvious that the block planning and the buildings at important intersections have been specially designed and specially prepared for street fighting. If a sufficient number of magicians are deployed, the city will become a nightmare for any attacker.

This city was originally built by the Delaware Empire. Its original purpose was to defend the fortress built by nomadic tribes, orcs and various ferocious monsters on the northwest border. After a hundred years of continuous reinforcement and expansion, it gradually became what it is today. appearance. Later, with the rapid expansion of the territory of the Asrophic Empire, Shild City became a rock against the imperial army.

Ten years ago, Frederick led Tide to massively attack the Delaware Empire. The city of Schild, known as the iron and stone fortress, fell in one battle, and all 30,000 garrison troops in the city were wiped out.

This was also Frederick's last glorious victory on the southeastern front.