Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong

Chapter 1074: Chapter 659: The Battle that Stopped before Dawn_1 Chapter 1074: Chapter 659: The Battle that Stopped before Dawn_1 Under the moonlit night, fire elemental energy particles were boiling around the camp.

Accompanied by one explosion after another, huge fireballs rose into the sky.

Apart from the side near the lake, two other sides of the camp were also successfully blown open.

Due to the anti-magic coating applied to the wooden fences, the residual flames produced by the explosion did not continue to spread but quickly turned into sparks. They rose, sending threads of black smoke, slowly drifting towards the sky.

Before these sparks had completely burned out, squads of cavalry galloping wildly were putting them all out, rushing to the blown hole.

Almost identical to the previous situation, the heavy infantry of the guards, who are large and wide, shouting slogans without time to wear armor, have already formed a tight new barrier with giant shields, firmly stopping the opponent’s attack.

At this point, the fierce melee battle has successfully expanded from one location to three.

In the process, those mages in red robes, who were preparing to continue the blast, had already become the first target of the guards’ archers. After several arrow rains, almost half of them were lost.

Although the darkness greatly limits the vision of the archers, the surging magic energy fluctuation when casting spells accurately reveals the position of the mages.

Because of the drastic reduction in the number of mages participating in the spell, the originally slow chanting process became more lengthy, and their power also weakened.

So, after several unsuccessful attempts, these remaining mages had to give up the blast, instead started to release some low-level common magic to assist the cavalry’s attack.

On the battlefield, soldiers on both the offensive and the defensive sides clearly understand.

This blown hole is the key to the entire battle.

For the soldiers of the Great Prince’s forces on the offensive side, as long as they can break into the camp, those archers who are not good at close combat will undoubtedly become sitting ducks.

As for the soldiers of the Second Prince’s forces on the defensive side, as long as they can persist until dawn when the sharpshooters’ vision recovers, their opponent will naturally retreat in despair.

Given this obvious condition for victory with almost no variables.

On the battlefield, both the offensive and defensive soldiers exerted their full strength, continuously waving the sharp weapons in their hands at the opponent’s camp. The blood splash often accompanied the extraction of those sharp weapons.

As more and more soldiers began to fall, the smell of blood in the air began to thicken, constantly assaulting the nostrils of every soldier.

Seeing their comrades screaming and falling under the enemy’s blade, the killing intent in the eyes of the surrounding soldiers was wildly accumulating. The escalating combat quickly reached a white-hot stage.

Whether it’s the crisp, or heavy sounds of weapons colliding, mixed with the soldiers’ war cries, curses, and groans, it seemed to form a sonata of flesh and steel. These sounds kept spreading on this murderous battlefield.

Not far from the battlefield, on the peak of the Hundred Ranges, Leo Ray, surrounded by Taylor and Ariel Watson among others, was overlooking the tragic battlefield below.

As for Red Night and a few other subordinates, they were guarding around Olivia along with Serena and Stella.

“As expected of the Lord, traditional nobles and new nobles have long harbored deep grudges against each other. This time they truly see red when meeting their enemies.”

Listening to the deafening cry of killing, the slender Joshua took a step forward and bowed to Leo Ray, saying: “These guys have done a lot of wrongdoing in their territories. It’s time for them to taste the flavor of fierce fire and sharp sword.”

“Indeed, over the past few centuries, the contradiction between the two has been almost irreconcilable. The struggle between the two has only imposed increasingly harsh land duties and corvees on the free farmers in the territory.”

Burt shook his head helplessly, then added: “Although this situation has slightly improved when the old king ruled the kingdom, the conflict between the two that has continued for two to three hundred years is not a contradiction that a wise king can reconcile.”

“This two to three hundred years nearly span half of the history of the Coldflame King. Indeed, this is a long-standing problem.”

Ariel Watson sighed lightly on the side, her eyebrows lowered and said: “In this history, although Coldflame has produced famous kings such as Sage King Ebner, Rose Queen Ester, Lion Roar King Alfred and Steel-wrist King, none of them can completely solve this contradiction.”

After a pause, Ariel Watson added: “After all, whether they are traditional nobles or new nobles, they are rooted in Coldflame and possess power that can rival the royal family and the other three top aristocratic families.”

“Top noble families? Apart from the Sanders family, this is really an unfamiliar term.”

Leo Ray raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly: “This is not a problem for us. If anyone stands in front of us, we can simply obliterate them. The best way to solve this contradiction is to establish a new order.”

After listening to Leo Ray’s words, everyone nodded thoughtfully.

“Of course, we need to get through this difficulty to become stronger.”

Leo Ray slowly withdrew his gaze from the battlefield and changed the subject: “I have already received reports from Belinda Wright and Owen Montgomery. Including the Demonic Shadow Forest where the territory is located, traces of the other party’s secret agents have emerged one after another.”