The First Vampire - Chapter 381: Collapse_1

Boom!

The huge siege hammer smashes into the thick north gate of the Half-Elf Palace, shaking the entire wall and causing fine dust to fall downwards in a cascade.

“One more hit! One more, and we can break it open!”

Charlie brandishes his longsword, shouting loudly, his youthful face flush with excited anticipation.

Behind him, thousands of Silver Moon Guard Warriors are raising their swords in jubilation, waiting for the moment when the palace gates would be breached.

The scene has a grim sense of humor.

Because the Half-Elf Palace has always been guarded by the Silver Moon Guards. But now, they are the ones attempting to invade it.

Ever since Colin entered Silver Moon City, he immediately had the Blood Knight Army take over the defense of the palace, resulting in this spectacle now.

Boom!

The gate, forged from fine iron, shakes once more but remains obstinately standing.

However, the sight of spiderweb-like cracks appearing on the surrounding walls of the gate causes the Rebel Army outside to become even more chaotic. Because they can clearly see it.

An eerie sense of excitement boils in the chests of the rebel soldiers.

The Half-Elf Palace!

A place they once swore to defend with their lives!

Inside, there are ample treasures of gold and silver, young maids, and that astoundingly beautiful Half-Elf Queen!

All of these seem to be inviting them in, tantalizing them to invade what once appeared as a place of immense majesty and sacredness, to find everything they’ve ever dreamed of and claim it as their own.

But at that moment, a Rebel Army officer suddenly feels something abnormal.

He turns his head to look behind him, only for his eyes to fill with terror.

“Cavalry, cavalry! It’s the Blood Knight Army!”

Charlie, still immersed in the excitement of the palace gate about to be breached, hears the shouts of the officers beside him, and snaps impatiently, “What’s the panic for? Didn’t we set up a reserve team at our back…”

However, in the midst of their conversation, the dark look of the cavalry has already appeared at the end of the road, their blood-red flag particularly harsh against the eye.

The wide main road outside the palace gives the cavalry ample room to maneuver.

Even before they reach the palace gate, the Blood Knight Army is already formed into seven columns, dashing forward recklessly with their horses on the street. Anyone who obstructs their path and cannot avoid in time is knocked to the ground and trampled into mush.

At this moment, anyone standing in their way can’t slow them down, as the concept of innocence doesn’t factor into the considerations of these Blood Knight soldiers.

The only thing on their mind is to achieve the fastest charging speed before they arrive at the rebel formation.

Then, harness the terrifying force brought by this speed to tear through the enemy lines!

The frantic clattering of the horseshoes from muffled to clear doesn’t take much time at all.

By the time Charlie is still questioning why the reserve team hasn’t stopped the cavalry, the vanguard of the Blood Knight Army is already clearly visible.

They all wear blood-red armor, wielding long swords, lining up in a neat yet typical charge formation, filling up the entire street.

Even in the city, the soldiers of the Blood Knight Army, with their superior horsemanship and extraordinary bravery, still carry out a full-speed charge.

This terrifying yet insanely forceful momentum is unimaginable unless you face it head on.

“Form shield! Form shield!”

The rebel officer roared, but the despair in his voice could not be concealed.

Though they had prepared mentally to clash with the Blood Knight Army, in this moment, facing the storm-like advance of the Blood Knight Army, the rebels couldn’t help but start to regret.

The various temptations within the palace seem so pale and powerless compared to the horrifying threat before their eyes.

Boom!

Accompanied by countless screams, the first wave of Blood Knight Army’s heavy cavalry charged like steel beasts into the rebel army’s formation.

Dozens of shadows were immediately knocked into the air by the galloping warhorses, splattering blood like a rain curtain in the air, their ears filled with the sound of shattering bones.

Even after restructuring and expanding, the fighting capabilities of the Blood Knight Army remained as unstoppable as before.

They were like razor-sharp knives cutting into butter, barely slowing down as they tore through the rebel army’s formation.

Just one charge caused the initially bloodthirsty rebel army to immediately fall into chaos, scrambling to the sides, and even towards the as-yet unbreached palace gates, all to avoid the terrifying Blood Knight Army charging at their backs.

Panic spread rapidly like a plague.

Charlie stood frozen in his tracks, seemingly unable to believe the scene before him. Luckily, a rebel officer quickly scooped him up, hightailing it towards an alleyway on the eastern side with a group of guards.

With their leader fleeing, the rebel army completely collapsed.

The open area before the palace gates was filled with chaotic crowds.

Some shrewd rebels quickly dropped their weapons, yelling out their desire to surrender.

Unfortunately, their collapse was too swift, and the leaders of the Blood Knight Army had yet to issue a command change.

As a result, the Blood Knight soldiers, like wolves plunging into a flock of sheep, skillfully bent over, swung their swords, used the momentum of their horses, and mowed down rows of rebels, with countless blood spattering into the sky and staining the ground.

Thousands of cavalry galloped through the streets in front of the palace, leaving behind corpses and flowing blood.

Creak, creak.

The teetering palace gates slowly opened, and Knight Logh came out leisurely. His indifferent gaze swept across the ravaged battlefield, yet he did not issue a command to sheathe their swords.

After listening to the report from a cavalry officer outlining the current city battles, Knight Logh pondered for a moment before ordering:

“Ignore the burning warehouses, concentrate our forces to suppress the rebellious Silver Moon Guards, find the masterminds behind this rebellion!”

A cautious officer reminded him: “My lord, those warehouses that are on fire are all granaries. I suspect somebody wants to destroy the food supplies in Silver Moon City. If we let it be, our mission this time…”

Knight Logh firmly shook his head and said: “No, those granaries are traps meant to distract our forces, don’t fall for it! Our primary task is to suppress the rebellion; you should not concern yourself with the food issue.”

“Yes, sir!”

…

“Charlie!”

Duke Modewen looked at his son, who was kneeling before him in a disheveled and dazed state. His anger instantly dissipated and he couldn’t utter a word of blame.

Even though he knew that he had been dragged into the mess by his son, Duke Modewen knew that there was no way out.

Under his orders, the Silver Moon Guards had almost all rebelled and were continuously gathering towards the Royal Palace to fight the Blood Knight Army.

This time, the Modewen family had put everything at stake. Whether they could regain the Half-Elf throne depended on this battle.

“William, the Blood Knight Army was well prepared, and their combat capabilities are horrific, we need to avoid their sharp front.” Kames looked at Charlie’s beaten-up appearance and reminded him tremblingly.

“Uncle, do you have any good suggestions?”

“We can’t attack the palace anymore, the Blood Knight Army must have heavily fortified it. Also, the streets surrounding the palace are too wide, allowing their cavalry to charge.

Therefore, we should divide and conquer, disperse our forces across the denser parts of city, that’s the only way to limit the cavalries’ movements.”

After pondering for a moment, Duke Modewen asked: “But what if the Blood Knight Army hold up in the palace and avoid fighting us?”

Kames sneered, and said: “They won’t. Don’t forget that the Half-Elf merchants are burning down the granaries. Those are a vital part of Count Angler’s objective. North Territory needs these food supplies; otherwise, they would face a famine again this year.

Therefore, the Blood Knight Army won’t ignore the fires, and they will definitely come out!”

Duke Modewen nodded repeatedly, saying:

“Alright, we will do as you suggest!”