Chapter Eighty-Five: Fierce Battle (Two)

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  As long as you don't bump into these icicles by force, you can also get through. It seems that these icicles are also triggered traps.

  Fortunately, Viscount Luthers' army had brought along the ladders for attacking cities. They quickly disassembled several sections of long ladders and used them to cross over the raised ice pyramids that were too short, and used the ladders to climb over the higher ones. Before long, they had bypassed the five layers of ice pyramids and arrived directly in front of the last layer.

  In half an hour's time, under the blowing of the blizzard, Viscount Lusere's army had already entered six-fifths, leaving 500 people to stay by Viscount Lusere's side as a reserve.

  Just as they were setting up the ladder on the last ice cone, preparing to climb over, a crossbow arrow suddenly shot out from the city wall and was inserted into the throat of the first soldier climbing the ladder. This fatal injury left the soldier stunned, covering his throat with his hand, before falling down powerlessly.

  Next, the soldiers of Viscount Lusere, who were fully prepared, all raised their shields to defend against the crossbow arrows from above, and carefully placed the ladders on the ice cone fort, overcoming the last obstacle.

  After a long march, Viscount Luthor's army had formed a long snake array, advancing in a winding manner through the six-ring ice cone fort, and was divided into sections by the passage, with a somewhat headless feeling.

  Suddenly, a whistle sounded from Paillesburg, and Viscount Luther's army immediately stopped their movements, focusing on defense against the enemy's attack. After waiting for a while, however, no problems were found, and this whistle seemed to be used only to make them suspicious.

  Their climbing speed slowed down, and within ten minutes, they had only surpassed a dozen or so people.

  Then another whistle sounded, and Viscount Lusere's army was on guard again, but still nothing happened.

  Two minutes later, another whistle sounded. The Earl of Lushe's army had become somewhat accustomed to it and the degree of vigilance had relaxed a bit, still advancing forward.

  Two minutes later, another whistle sounded. Lord Luscher's army thought it was still a trick and ignored it, continuing to move forward while being vigilant for crossbow arrows from the front.

  But this time it's not just for fun.

  Several ice caves emerged from the passage, and some dog-headed warriors sneaked out of them. The leader was a warlord with the aura of a mad warrior, and they were all elite soldiers of the Sharp Peak Squad.

  They divided into four teams, fiercely pouncing on the troops who were climbing over the ice cones. Their fierce aura was burning wildly, and in the hazy fog of war, their aura still shone brightly, looking quite intimidating. Under the blessing of the mad warrior's aura, their attack was almost unstoppable, and with a few knives, they killed five or six soldiers.

  The suddenly appearing dog-headed people slaughtered Viscount Luther's army, especially the soldiers who were climbing the ladder, and several of them had their anuses exploded by the dog-headed people with sharp weapons thrust into their lower bodies, dying in extreme humiliation.

  Killed a few enemies, the enemy was caught off guard and fell into chaos. At this time, these dog-headed people did not want to fight, and immediately ran away along the passage. The frontline commander, who had been angry for a long time, immediately ordered his troops to pursue in anger.

  On the grounds of Palletsburg, where could these soldiers chase after the fleeing Dog Heads? They lost them in an instant, and after a few turns, they were completely lost in the maze-like Ice Spire Fortress.

  After a while, these dog-headed people launched an attack from another passage. They also made a surprise attack and then quickly left. The frontline commander was so angry that he jumped with rage. Troops were constantly dispatched to chase after the fleeing dog-headed soldiers, and more troops were deployed specifically to guard against the dog-headed people's surprise attacks.

  Human soldiers, starting from a long snake-shaped formation, began to spread out throughout the entire passage. Under the prompt of Dog Head Man's sneak attack, human soldiers quickly filled the entire six-layered Ice Pyramid Fort and continued to gather inside.

  This way, the speed of human soldiers climbing over the wall became even slower. By the time the last layer of human soldiers had only 300 people left, the effect of the blizzard had disappeared, and the war fog once again shrouded the entire field.

  Viscount Rousser's face had turned black, and now he had thrown all his soldiers onto the battlefield, leaving only a hard-headed charge.

  "Summon Pastor Albi at once, and unleash the Blizzard again!!!" Lord Luther bellowed. The soldiers immediately relayed the order, dashing off in a sprint.

  But after a short while, the blizzard still didn't appear, and Viscount Lusere was getting angry. He was so furious that he wanted to chop off the heads of two people.

  "How is it that this blizzard has not yet passed?!!" Baron Luthor bellowed.

  "Pastor Albi says to cast the Blizzard spell... at least wait another minute... spells also have cooldowns..." The messenger soldier replied shivering.

  "Damn it!" Viscount Lusere was now in a dilemma. The upright mage wasn't even in the Mage Tower, and yet, just a 1st-level goblin mage was already so difficult to deal with. What would happen if the real mage returned? It's said that mages are all eccentric and love to hold grudges. Thinking of this, Viscount Lusere gritted his teeth. Since he had already offended them, he might as well offend them to the death!

  If you hit a snake and it doesn't die, you'll definitely be bitten back!

  "Pass on my orders! Launch a full-scale attack!" Luther shouted loudly.

  Upon hearing this command, the army in front began to move again and advance forward.

  At one time, ten ladders were set up on the city wall of Payersburg. Suddenly, a black light flashed, and seven specially-made long arrows from the bed crossbow directly penetrated from above, directly piercing a row of soldiers to death, nailed to the ice rock in front of Payersburg.

  Seven bed crossbows have been hiding in silence until now, one strike to build merit, and suddenly shocked humanity as well. Heaven, the dog-headed people can actually still use bed crossbows?! Is this world going to change?!

  Under the only surviving ladder, a vine suddenly swam over and tightly grasped one foot of the ladder, pulling it backward with great force. The ladder and two soldiers on it all fell down together. Then, the vine wrapped around an ankle of a soldier and dragged him into the thick fog with a mournful cry that sent chills down the spines of human soldiers from start to finish.

  The soldier was soon dragged into the thick fog, and the vines under his feet suddenly stopped. The soldier struggled to sit up, and as he was getting up, a voice suddenly came from behind him, saying softly: "Child, sleep..." He was about to turn around when a dagger had already pierced through his neck, but another vine blocked his damaged throat before his blood could spurt out, sucking away all of his blood.