624: Chapter 196: The Zither Emperor’s Rage (Part 2) 624: Chapter 196: The Zither Emperor’s Rage (Part 2) “Dario, Dario, you can’t die!
My dear brother.” De la Valle cried out in agony, well aware that if Dario hadn’t pushed him away in time, he would have been the one to die.
Dario’s eyes had turned a shade of gray-white, his Douqi and life force both having ebbed away through the terrifyingly large hole in his chest.
“Your Majesty…
listen…
to me…
Qin City…
cannot…
be…
opposed…
Submit…
to Milan…
The terror…
of Qin City…
is not something…
we…
can…
confront…” With his last words uttered, Dario’s body violently shuddered once, and de la Valle’s Douqi could no longer stem the gushing blood.
Flore Empire’s famed Prime Minister thus bade the world farewell, dying in the arms of his king.
The warriors of Flore cried out in unison, though de la Valle’s expression had turned numb, surrender?
Did he even have the chance to surrender to Milan?
Would Milan forgive a once treacherous ally?
Even if Milan accepted his surrender, what would that bring to Flore?
Landias’s and Popon’s overwhelming forces?
Or perhaps another onslaught from the Beastmen?
No, surrender to Milan was absolutely not an option.
Dario, rest assured, I will avenge you.
De la Valle’s bloodshot eyes seethed with boundless hatred as he gazed at the enormous silhouette, fifty meters tall, disappearing into the forest.
His fingernails dug deep into his own flesh.
Inside Phaedra City, tens of thousands of troops had only now burst forth in response to Hillary’s rallying, but it was too late.
One hundred fifty thousand, a total of one hundred fifty thousand allied forces from three kingdoms, had failed to hold back the three thousand warriors of Qin City despite their premeditated trap.
What a defeat.
But had Qin City truly won?
At this moment, Ye Yinzhu felt no joy of victory.
Ten Elf Mages of the Elf Tribe arranged various defensive magics within the not-so-extensive woods, all in vain, as Flore’s Army had no intention of pursuing amidst their chaos.
Above, Oliveira and his Horn Eagle Knights stood ready for battle, promising a hail of arrows from the elf knights should the people of Flore dare to follow.
“Yin Zhu, how are you?
Are you alright?” Mei Clan Master, Mei Rujian, looked with concern at the pale-faced Ye Yinzhu lying on the ground.
Ye Yinzhu shook his head and said, “This time, I miscalculated, leading to losses among our forces.
We can’t stay here.
Let’s retreat to the northeast.” His clenched fists, white-knuckled, revealed his inner torment.
The Flore Empire suffered heavy losses with the tragic death of Prime Minister Dario, and Qin City’s situation was far from optimistic.
On the surface, they appeared to have lost only one-tenth of their bat power, but in reality, at this moment, there were very few among the Qin City warriors who still had the strength to fight.
The three Grand Druids’ magic and javelin throws were spent, with most being wounded.
Dong Long Soldiers’ Douqi was severely depleted, the Grim Reaper Dragon Wolf Cavalry, although ing out unscathed from the recent charge of three hundred against thirty thousand, bore countless marks of the enemy on their sturdy Armor, not something that could be recovered from quickly.
Even among the Behemoth Beasts, many were injured; despite their astonishing defensive power, they had faced a hundredfold enemy forces in the city before.
The sheer exhaustion of two of the three Divine Beasts illustrated the severity of the battle.
On Flore’s side, the power of the vast army of one hundred fifty thousand from three kingdoms was nearly spent, with soldiers’ losses exceeding thirty thousand.
Yet, Ye Yinzhu and his forces were now mere remnants of an army.
Flore Empire and Qin City, one side had lost all will to fight, while the other side, though still willing, lacked the power to engage in battle.
“Your Majesty, please accept my condolences.
The thieves from Qin City have fled…
Look…”
The army from inside the city finally met with the pitiful sight of the cavalry outside, and Hillary, despite the anguish of losing her father, knelt on one knee before De la Valle.
“Your father?” Despite being a Monarch, De la Valle fought back his own grief, wiped away his tears and stood up.
Grief and vengeance filled Hillary’s eyes, “My father…
he sacrificed his life for the country.”
“What?” De la Valle, standing on the back of the Golden Crystal Tyrant Dragon, swayed, nearly falling off as the blood drained from his face, “Marshal Hilton, he too…
has fallen in battle…
twice-damned Qin City.” By the last word, he was nearly grinding his teeth to dust.
Hillary spoke with bitter hatred, “Your Majesty, please give the order.
I am willing to lead a force in pursuit of the Qin City traitors to avenge my father, Prime Minister Dario, and our fallen warriors.”
De la Valle’s face showed a trace of bitter smile, “Are you confident you can annihilate the people of Qin City?
Or once again send more of our troops to them.”
Anya was momentarily stunned, her face turning now pale, now flush.
Confident?
Who dare say they were confident in the face of the strong from Qin City?
Even Marshal Kusler, who led an army of 500,000, had lost.
At this moment, the indignation-driven Anya immediately fell silent, but the resentment in her heart only grew stronger.
Suddenly, de la Valle’s expression changed drastically as he looked in the direction of the forest where the Qin City warriors had retreated, “No good, the Qin City thieves retreated in that direction.
Anya, I order you to lead all available cavalry and immediately pursue the Qin City thieves.
If the situation is untenable, do not engage forcibly, but at the cost of your life if needed, you must push them away from the northeastern direction.”
De la Valle’s abrupt change in attitude caused Anya to be taken aback, but at the same time she was greatly excited—finally, there was a chance for revenge.
She immediately bowed to accept the order and practically flew away to action.
In judging the situation of the Qin City Army, Anya was somewhat clearer than de la Valle because she had fought against Qin City warriors in the city and had witnessed the death of druids and Dong Long Soldiers during the siege.
While the battalions of Qin City were powerful, they were not invincible; they were also made of flesh and blood, and after two major battles, their own consumption was enormous.
Add to that the deficiency in numbers, which meant that fewer and fewer troops were available to them, now was a good time to pursue.
Intense hatred made Anya see her own advantages while simultaneously overlooking one crucial point: she did not truly understand the Qin City warriors.
Or rather, up to now, no one in the Flore Empire had a plete understanding of the specific circumstances of the battalions under Qin City.
The appeal and influence of Marshal Hilton in the military had been established over decades.
As his son, and carrying royal mand, Anya quickly gathered a troop, yet the number of cavalry was significantly less than she had estimated.
The reason was simple: among the Thirty Thousand Heavy Cavalry previously outside the city, even those not yet scared to death by the Divine Beast had already lost their bat effectiveness.
Therefore, in a short period, the cavalry Anya could select from this remaining army of over a hundred thousand was less than twenty thousand.
Twenty thousand against less than three thousand—it would be a one-sided situation in any normal war.
But was Anya facing normal people?
Could the Qin City Army’s power be judged by the word “normal”?
Nevertheless, Anya relentlessly pursued—with only under twenty thousand men, but firmly believing that the Qin City warriors’ bat strength had also been weakened to a certain extent.
Even if she couldn’t annihilate the enemy pletely, she could at least inflict great losses upon them.
The thought of revenge constantly stimulated her brain as nearly eighteen thousand cavalry, with practically no morale to speak of, were led by Anya in pursuit in the direction the Qin City warriors had left.
Eighteen thousand cavalry naturally followed the original route taken by the Qin City warriors, which led them into the forest.
And the next moment, what weled these eighteen thousand Buddha Soldiers was a living forest.
Neither the Elves nor the Druid Clan were outranked in their harmony with nature, and the Elven nature magic was also the strongest life-affirming force among all magics.
Anya once told Ye Yinzhu that if they were in a forest, then an Elf Mage’s power could definitely pare to a Grand Sorcerer of another magic discipline.
It’s important to know that the gap between Blue rank and Zi rank was nearly insurmountable under normal circumstances, which shows just how terrifying a nature mage could be.
pared to a nature mage, the blood mages of the Flore Empire couldn’t really count for much.
It was the forest that Anya and her cavalry had entered, and so they were greeted by the magic cast for the first time by the ten female priests from the Elf Tribe who had left Qin City with Ye Yinzhu.
What is nature magic?
It’s using or directing the forces of nature to attack the enemy, which is called nature magic.
The stronger the life force in natural elements, the easier it is for nature magic to harness them.
The forest, of course, is the perfect stage for an Elf Mage.
So, when Anya and her army entered the forest, the whole forest sprang to life.
The soft, dry withered grass became tough, binding ropes; the giant trees, all their branches turned into weapons blocking the enemy’s path, and even those dry leaves had now bee blades cutting through life at this moment.
Life ended amidst constant cries of agony that filled the entire forest in an instant.
The traps set by the ten Elven Saintesses were a web now difficult to escape.
Without a true understanding of the enemy’s strength, there was only one oute: death.
The Qin City Army had already withdrawn from the forest before Anya led her men to rush into it.
Although the warriors were very exhausted, Ye Yinzhu’s mand was still to hasten their pace.
Two hours later, when the Qin City Army, except for the Army of Behemoths and the Grim Reaper Dragon Wolf Cavalry, was nearly spent, and the other regiments could no longer endure the prolonged exertion and were close to their limit, Ye Yinzhu had no choice but to order a rest.
And at this time, a unique message was transmitted by the Horned Hawk Knights from the air.
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