Chapter 2458: The Surprise Came Too Suddenly

Drip, drip~

Blood dripped along the edge of the square black stone table. Grand Commander Nieposuo held a curved blade, his long hair disheveled.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The deputy commander leaned against the wall, and a light film wrapping the stone house was slowly dissipating.

"You, how could you be so strong."

The deputy commander covered his throat with one hand, and unstoppable blood seeped out from between his fingers.

"The glory of the Penier family? How many years ago was that?"

Grand Commander Nieposuo spoke with a smile. He was using the curved blade in his hand to cut his long hair. Every time he fought, his hair would grow rapidly, which gave him a headache.

"Only losers think every day about whether the times will change. Are you a direct descendant of the Penier family?"

Strands of black hair fell to the ground. After Nieposuo cut his hair short, he patted the stubble on his shoulders.

"Investigate clearly before you mutiny. In any case, I was also called a demigod decades ago. The last Sand Emperor of the Penier family was executed by my own hands."

Having said that, Grand Commander Nieposuo flicked the curved blade in his hand, and the blade pierced the deputy commander's throat, pinning him to the wall.

The smile on Grand Commander Nieposuo's face gradually disappeared. He didn't care about the deputy commander's rebellion; what he truly cared about was the surrounding battlefield. He was a demigod, true, but if the troops under his command were killed off or scattered, he would also die here. The Peruvian army had too many ways to deal with a demigod.

At the edge of the Rongsha Fortress battlefield, the troops under Su Xiao's command had just arrived when they were blocked by the Peruvian army.

Su Xiao had nearly 60,000 soldiers under his command. Although they looked like a ragtag army, they were still valued by the enemy's overall commander, Spring Tieyang.

Spring Tieyang didn't send too many soldiers; he transferred an elite unit of 20,000 men, preparing to scatter this 'ragtag army.'

This incoming dwarf elite unit was called the Storm Hammer Legion, one of Peru's elites, with a 20,000-man organization, very good at intercepting reinforcements, cavalry, etc.

Boom, boom, boom...

Rhythmic marching sounds came from ahead, and the dwarf elite unit advanced at a speed that wasn't fast.

A series of muffled thuds came from behind this dwarf unit. Thousands of metal crossbow bolts attacked. These metal crossbow bolts were all over five meters long, with a large number of wind holes at the tail, which could make a wind-whistling sound while flying and also rotate at high speed.

After these metal crossbow bolts drew arcs in mid-air, they all split, forming a large rain of crossbow bolts with cold light flashing. A conservative estimate of the quantity was over 100,000.

The Peruvian dwarves' war weapons were all too strong. Just in this regard, they were at least several times stronger than Shayan's. If it weren't for the gap in the Gray Souls within the soldiers, Shayan wouldn't have the qualifications to fight Peru at all.

Su Xiao's soldiers all stopped charging, held their light shields above their heads, and curled their bodies, trying to avoid being hit by the metal crossbow bolts as much as possible.

Bang, bang, bang...

After the dense sound of impact, at least several hundred of their soldiers fell.

"Charge, gold shield—no, the enemy is right in front!"

A soldier roared. He was almost scared to death by himself. How could he shout 'gold shield' at this time? He should have shouted for honor instead.

"Charge!"

Once the words 'gold shield' came out, their soldiers recalled Su Xiao's words: kill one enemy, reward 1 gold shield.

Gold coins were good things. Even if the soldiers didn't have wives or children, they had parents. They fought on the front line not only to defend their homes but also to bring a better life to their wives, children, and parents.

"Follow me and charge! Kill 1 dwarf, 1 gold shield!"

"Charge!"

Under the dual blessing of the War Lord and gold coins, all their soldiers charged forward. Even if a rain of crossbow bolts flew overhead, it couldn't stop them in the slightest.

After successive sounds of impact, their soldiers collided with the enemy elites. Since there were no war weapons, they just charged over for a melee.

Puchi!

Blood splashed. A soldier gripping a heavy sword in one hand slashed a dwarf soldier in two. He himself was stunned for a moment. In the past, he needed to hold this heavy sword forged by Peruvian dwarves with both hands; now, there was no need for that at all. Using the heavy sword as a one-handed sword was just right.

What this soldier didn't notice was that a wisp of life force spread along the blood on his sword and finally disappeared into his arm.

Perhaps feeling that the arrow wound on his shoulder no longer hurt, this soldier pulled out the crossbow bolt from his shoulder and turned his gaze toward a Peruvian dwarf.

Eye to eye, the Peruvian dwarf's heart skipped a beat. He saw a pair of somewhat blood-red pupils. That feeling was as if he were no longer facing a human, but a demon on the battlefield.

"Hahaha, hahahaha!"

A soldier covered in blood looked up and laughed. His pupils were completely blood-red. His only thought now was to kill all living things he saw.

The blood-red-eyed soldier turned his head and looked at another soldier from their side nearby. The two looked at each other for a moment, nodded, and then rushed toward other enemies nearby, their steps nimble.

At first, the Storm Hammer Legion didn't feel anything strange. As one of Peru's elites, although not the top elite, they were used to winning battles. Facing the enemy's ragtag army, they had a sense of looking down, which made their morale reach over 90 points.

However, about half an hour into the battle, the Storm Hammer Legion felt something was wrong. Their enemies were acting like madmen, completely disregarding their own lives. Moreover, as the war continued, the pupils of these men grew increasingly blood-red. Some who should have collapsed in a dying state were still fighting, like an immortal slaughtering legion.

Behind the enemy lines, in front of a tent.

Outside the tent, a dozen dwarf soldiers were on guard. A sheep head pattern was printed on the top of the tent. In the Kingdom of Peru, sheep were animals forbidden to be slaughtered. Peruvians ate the meat of all kinds of animals, except sheep. War sheep were partners, not livestock used for slaughter.

Inside the tent sat a sturdy dwarf. He was flipping through the battle report on the table. Judging by the glass of wine beside his hand, he was in a very good mood. This was Spring Tieyang, the overall commander of this battlefield.

"Old friend, you won't be able to hold on for much longer."

Spring Tieyang picked up the oak cup, took a large gulp of strong liquor, and looked at the lame man in the tent, with some disdain in his eyes.

"My old friend won't die at your hands."

The old friend Spring Tieyang spoke of was Shayan Kingdom's Grand Commander Nieposuo. Spring Tieyang and the other party had fought for many years. Although they had never met, they both had a sense of recognition for each other.

"His deputy commander will bring his head."

The lame man in the tent spoke. He was not a Peruvian, but a Shayan.

"Let's make a bet. If Nieposuo dies at the hands of his deputy commander, this 'Luo Steel Sword' belongs to you. Don't underestimate it; it was once the Sand Emperor's sword."

"Hmm?"

The lame man became interested. After pondering for a moment, he took a crystal from his bosom, inside which golden light was surging.

"If I lose, this Thunder Sheep's Holy Soul belongs to you."

"It's a deal."

Spring Tieyang laughed heroically and placed the Luo Steel Sword on the table.

Rapid footsteps came, and a dwarf wearing leather armor rushed into the tent.

"Lord Tieyang, Storm Hammer Legion battle report."

"So fast? Storm Hammer always brings me surprises."

Spring Tieyang opened the battle report and saw the bright red words on it: 'Storm Hammer Legion, completely annihilated.'

Spring Tieyang's eyes narrowed. After putting down the battle report, he leaned back in his seat and pondered. As the overall commander of the local battlefield, Spring Tieyang still had this much composure. He was pondering why he had sent the Storm Hammer army to deal with a ragtag army, and the Storm Hammer army had been completely annihilated. Could it be that they were ambushed by the enemy's beast cavalry?

Just as Spring Tieyang was pondering how the Storm Hammer unit had been completely annihilated, a dwarf officer in tattered armor rushed into the tent.

"My lord, help."

"Speak slowly if you have something to say."

"My lord, an enemy force of over 50,000 attacked our Third Legion."

Hearing this, Spring Tieyang felt relieved from the bottom of his heart. An enemy force of over 50,000—the Third Legion had an organization of 120,000, which could completely block them.

"My lord, the Third Legion is about to be unable to hold on."

"What!?"

This time Spring Tieyang finally couldn't remain calm. If the Third Legion's defense line was breached, then there was no point in fighting.

"Who is the military guard commander of those 50,000 people?"

"My lord, the one leading those 50,000 people is not a military guard commander, but Shayan's Grand Commander."

"Grand Commander?"

Spring Tieyang felt a little suspicious. It was very rare for a Grand Commander to lead only 50,000 soldiers. He asked: "Are those guys from the nearby war zone here? Which one is it?"

"It's a Grand Commander named Kukulin Bai Ye."

"Kukulin Bai Ye? Never heard of this person. Oh, right, this is the Brave Skull tribe."

Spring Tieyang's frown deepened. In his impression, this was just a small character who had always been escorting merchants in the Shayan Kingdom. He knew this name only because of the other party's Brave Skull tribe identity.

Actually, Spring Tieyang didn't need to worry about this point, because he would soon firmly remember this name, and then hate it incomparably. ===== CHAPTER 2459 =====