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Chapter 348

My Villains Episode 348

59. plateau(8)

longdale.

Located in the southeastern part of the plateau, it is a settlement large enough to be a village but small enough to be a city..

Longdale, as its name suggests, is located at the beginning of a long valley and is well known for its rare breed of goat called 'Ziegna' and its faithful residents. In addition, since it is a region where barren plateaus and rich grasslands meet, it is also famous for its unique, quiet scenery..

These days, around February, you can also see the precious green rye plants poking their heads through the melting snow. Such a peaceful village was Longdale..

But even Longdale, no, it was Longdale that could not avoid the eyes of dirty marauders..

Dang dang dang dang-!

As loud noises rang out from the bell tower, armed men gathered one after another at the castle walls..

“bowman!”

‘Regan’, the magistrate of Longdale and the leader of the vigilante group, shouted..

“Come on, bowman first! Paul, Godfrey, Bontel! You stand at the gatehouse!”

Hearing the urgent sound of the bell, the gathered vigilantes ran up the stairs in a huff..

The wall, which was built by placing a wooden fence on a low rock and smearing it with mud, was only 3 or 4 meters high at most..

Fortunately, because it was blocked by cliffs on both sides, the area to be defended was not long, and although the tomb supporting the walls was thick, it was nothing compared to a properly built fortress or castle..

“Quick, quick! hurry up!”

“Fill from the middle! Don't pay attention and intervene anywhere.!”

The two hundred soldiers guarding the walls were also not very good..

There were only twenty-nine soldiers in the standing army, who were directly subordinate to Somer, who was Leggan's superior and the Grand Officer of Longdale. The rest are all vigilantes..

Although the soldiers were equipped with proper equipment, such as chain armor and iron helmets, the vigilantes were all armed differently. Very few were better than the soldiers, and most of them were wearing thick cotton clothes and leather coats and were holding spears or axes..

“……Ha, Mr..”

Regan sighed and looked behind him at the bell tower and the cathedral below..

In an ordinary village that worships the god of light, it is common to build a small building and use it as an oratory, but in Longdale, a proper cathedral was built with stone walls and colored glass..

‘If only the stones used there had been placed around the castle wall.……

Normally I wouldn't have thought of this..

Since there was no forest around Longdale, there were few monsters that could pose a threat, and the bandits that came occasionally could be easily warded off with low barriers and untrained soldiers..

But what appeared before the walls of Longdale now were no wandering ogres or petty magic bandits..

“Hey, can't you hear me?!”

At the loud shout, Regan looked at the enemies with a dark expression..

“You dirty bastards, just take a day off.!”

“If you open the door gently, nothing will happen! This old man assures me!”

“Ofen diel Ttir!”

Ding- dang-dang, the sound of hundreds of cavalrymen chatting was added to the incessant ringing of the bell. With all the swear words and the unfamiliar Ghelan language added, Regan was on the verge of losing his mind..

“Blood Mane Mercenaries?.”

They are the ones who became infamous in the Mittergerand Empire and the far southern continent. The rare killers who swept through the colonies of the Amir Allied Powers and wiped out five native villages in four days........

There were more than 300 of them, so it was almost dark before my eyes..

“hardy!”

A young soldier came running to Regan’s call. The middle-aged vigilante leader fixed his gaze on the blood-mane dragon corps and barked out orders..

“Go get some people.”

“……yes? Villagers.?”

“okay. Bring everyone who can fight. Even if you exclude children and old people, it will be easy to organize five or six hundred men..”

“Should I go that far??”

The young soldier continued speaking hesitantly..

“They are all cavalry and there are a lot of them, but we are on the walls. I can stop that mess.”

“under! Isn't there a wizard in that group of mercenaries? Stop talking like a fool and get out of the way quickly.!”

A young soldier with a stern complexion was about to run down the stairs. Among the mercenaries who had been talking and provoking for a while, about four or five people appeared..

A person wearing a robe and pursing their lips…….

“X arm, as expected. He's a wizard-!”

The soldiers, startled by Regan's hysterical cries, fired arrows at the wizards. However, because it was a group of Blood Mane Dragons who expertly controlled their distance while provoking, not a single arrow reached them..

“Such a bitch-”

Although the distance from the wizard was over 300 meters, the vigilante leader faintly smelled sulfur. He immediately screamed and fell flat on his face..

“It's a fireball, get down!”

The mercenary wizards combined their efforts to create only two fireballs, but they were the size of a human body and easily flew hundreds of meters. A fireball exploded above the soldiers who were lying close to the hard dirt floor of the fence..

Quang-!

The fire exploded with a loud noise and engulfed the entire gatehouse. The explosions that went off in succession hit the outer wall next to it..

“Yeah, yeah!”

“Save me, save me-!”

As dozens of burning soldiers ran wild, screaming horribly, even Regan, who had been trying to lead calmly, lost control in an instant..

“Hahaha! Look at those bastards!”

“Hugen ziel, hugen ziel!”

“Okay, let's go!”

The Blood Mane mercenaries immediately attacked the castle walls. Although his appearance was worn and shabby here and there, his eyes were full of energy as he thought about robbing a wealthy village..

“Wofen diel cun Speer!”

The person in the lead gave a command. The mercenaries, who were galloping on horseback, all threw javelins at the top of the castle wall, and some fired bows or crossbows..

“behind! Take cover!”

The vigilante leader shouted desperately, but more than thirty soldiers had already fallen. There was no way the command could have been conveyed properly as the gatehouse was on fire and there were constant screams..

“Hahaha-”

Beep profit!

When arrows were fired from the castle walls, the cavalrymen made a loud noise and turned around, then rushed back and hurled their spears. After repeating this several times, the soldiers were so frightened that they could not stick their heads above the wall..

“It's now!”

And in the fourth charge, the marauders called the Bloodmane Mercenaries threw not spears..

Regan was frightened by the sight of a sharp claw, torn into three prongs, grabbing the wooden fence in front of him, and pulled out his sword..

“Hook! respond!”

He swung his sword with all his might three or four times and cut the rope attached to the siege hook, but there were already dozens of hooks hanging on the wooden fence..

“Zielken!”

“pull!”

As the cavalrymen with hook ropes attached to their saddles run away, making dust, squeak! The wooden fence tilted with a loud sound. Starting from the outer wall next to the gate tower, which was engulfed in flames, the wooden fence fell like dominoes..

As the pile of dirt supporting the wooden fence poured down and formed a slope, the mercenaries gave up the reins without hesitation. The marauders, who had been constantly mocking and swearing throughout the battle, did not even shout at the moment of breakthrough. He just flashed his eyes and produced his weapon..

“The enemies are coming, stop them! Regan, who had been yelling repeatedly, spouted blood bubbles. He fell to his knees with an arrow piercing his neck, and was later decapitated by a mercenary..

“Leader!

“Ugh, ugh!”

Soldiers reacted differently to Regan's death. Swing a weapon in anger, freeze in shock, or run away in fear..

“Ugh, you cowards.!”

“I don't need a man! “Kill them all!” The mercenaries standing on the dirt mound sensed victory and began talking again. Enraged and astonished soldiers fell under the vile taunts..

“Hey, that bastard over there. If you guess it right, how much?”

“I bet you a silver coin. If it hits you in the head, you get double the amount, if you fly somewhere else, you get double the amount..”

“Hmm, okay.”

Among the soldiers who ran away in fear, the unlucky ones were reduced to prey for cruel entertainment. And the lucky ones became heralds of fear and fled throughout the village..

“The castle wall collapsed!”

In response to a cry like that of a soldier rolling into the cathedral, the old woman standing in front of the door urgently asked.

“Oh, Ben. It's you. Regan. Magistrate Regan?”

“Also, he passed away. The head was cut off. Those guys, those kids……

Fear spread among the hundreds of residents who were holding their breath in the large chapel. The old woman, Lord Somer of Longdale, sat down in her chair sighing..

“Mr. Landry, is it still for your excellency??”

“The Margrave is at Highcastle, old lady. He doesn't even know Longdale is under attack..”

“iced coffee.”

The soldier continued speaking in tears..

“Hardy, Regan's lieutenant, is gathering men. Uh, I'll buy some time, take the women and children and run away.-”

“……escape? where?" "that

“There's an endless mountain valley behind us, and we don't have much food. Where should we run to? Do you mean to climb a cliff and throw yourself??”

As the soldier closed his mouth, Somer closed his eyes tightly..

Somer's family has ruled Longdale for three generations, ever since his grandmother was granted the title of Grand Duke by the Axodbrooke family, guardians of the frontier. The village could not be abandoned by mere mercenaries..

“start a fire.”

“grandma.”

“Build a fire! hurry!" Lord Somer foamed at the mouth and shouted at the women and children hiding in the cathedral..

“The Lord will judge with fire! door! Light the door too! We have to stop them!”

“grandma!”

“Elderly, no.!”

Soldiers and women grabbed the old woman who was having a fit. The old woman screamed something incomprehensible, and the frightened children cried loudly despite their mother's dissuasion..

Clink!

Suddenly, the expensive colored glass with the myth engraved on it shattered. The people who realized that it was the blood-stained window that broke the glass screamed in chorus..

“Step back! Everyone, step back.!”

The residents gathered like sheep before wolves at the shout of a soldier with his sword drawn..

“There, there! Oh, honey!”

4The outside of the cathedral was dark because a huge window over a meter high had been smashed. Moreover, since the cathedral was built on a hill, the scenery below the stairs was easily visible..

“Ugh, ha!”

“Man, there are nothing but smelly guys out there! Where are the bitches?!”

The men who had gathered holding clubs and poles were being slaughtered one-sidedly by the marauders..

As a notorious group of killers, the Blood Mane Mercenaries showed no mercy. In that short period of time, so many people were sacrificed in the square in front of the cathedral that their blood almost formed a small stream..

“ah. Ah, this guy!”

While those who had tried to stop him froze at the shocking sight outside the window, the old magistrate rolled his eyes and went on a rampage. He grabbed a silver candle holder hanging on one side of the wall and jumped out of the window..

“Ha, grandma! No, come back.!”

“Elderly!”

Somer, who rolled down the slope in an instant, attacked the mercenaries brandishing a candlestick whose lights had all gone out..

“What is this??”

“X8, I looked for the woman and an old woman came out. Like shit.”

The mercenary spat on the pile of corpses and pierced the old woman's chest with a spear..

“Ah, this guy-”

The Grand Officer of Longdale died while writhing and scratching at the bars of his window..

“grandmother, grandmother!”

It was at that time that the young soldier, with his legs hanging over the window frame, was being held by the women and screaming at the top of his lungs..

Whiiing.

A chilling wind blowing from the west conveyed a strange presence..

“uh……

“…… Mr. X8. what?" The mercenaries who had been holding a feast of slaughter looked back with an eerie feeling. The men who were being slaughtered took advantage of the opportunity to run away, and the residents hiding in the cathedral turned their gaze to follow the marauders who suddenly stopped. towards dusk.

Above the burned down gatehouse and pile of dirt, a human horse appeared..

A rider riding a huge beast with forked horns. A rider wearing a thick cape and flowing black hair.

“Ha, you bastards. I finally got it.”

Creeping, a strange silhouette grew from his right arm..

The sight looked exactly like a reaper riding on a devil that resembled a goat, so the residents of Longdale held their breath without realizing it. And the mercenaries reacted closer to panic..

“......tore ritter.”

“En tore ritter. En toret ritter mokkert!”

Ben, a soldier and grandson of Grand Officer Somer, used his brief knowledge of Gelland to deduce the low cries of the mercenaries..

“red knight?”

When he looked back at the rider with his back to the twilight, he was already rushing toward the mercenaries. Instead of running down the narrow village streets, the two-horned beast jumped up as if flying and kicked at the roofs of houses one after another..

“run away!”

“No, it's a dead end! Let's break through!”

It took less than five breaths for the rider in the distance to jump into the midst of the scurrying mercenaries..

Wow!

3The dark red sword, which protruded more than a meter, cut men and horses into pieces, three to four, like a reaper's scythe..

“Wow!”

“Scattered! run to the west!”

Without a helmet and with his face clearly exposed, the red knight completely crushed the blood-red mane dragon corps..

“Red Knight. red knight?”

Ben, who was muttering under his breath, soon discovered a group of cavalrymen appearing in the dusk and opened his mouth..

At the head of the cavalry stood a handsome man with long flowing silver hair..

“Silver Prince. The Silver Prince and his Red Knight.”

The silver prosthetic arm headed toward the darkening sky, and angry cavalry attacked the fleeing marauders..

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