Suddenly, Augustus's mouth leaked a mouthful of blood, and then the blood flowed freely like tap water, but Augustus's gaze never left the person in front of him.
His eyes flashed with the sword light and shadows in the flames decades ago. If it hadn't been for the heavy damage from the Divine Fire, this woman in front of him would never have been able to pierce his flesh, nor even get close to him. It was despair and hatred that made him lose his reason and his life.
Shuixian, by the reed marsh.
"What's that smell?"
"It smells so good!"
...
The sound of swallowing saliva could be heard from time to time.
As the ignorant people were indulging in waves of strange fragrances, one of the participating soldiers realized the seriousness of the problem. He pushed through the crowd and rushed forward, shouting anxiously, "It's oil! Get away from this reed field quickly!"
Costa reacted extremely quickly. Upon hearing the warning from one of the participating soldiers, he immediately signaled with flags, and Tedarel's main ship rapidly sailed away from the reed marsh.
Before the other warships could understand what was happening and were about to withdraw according to the order, they suddenly saw raging flames soaring into the sky. With a "bang," a mushroom cloud swelled up, and in the blink of an eye, the rolling flames burned to the water's surface, forming a wall of fire tens of thousands of feet high, making the horizon appear fiery red, like burning clouds.
In an instant, cries of anguish echoed endlessly. The mournful screams were terrifying to hear, but were soon buried in the fierce flames.
Waves of splashing sounds could be heard continuously, but the water surface was churning with immense waves, and those who jumped into the water were instantly swallowed by the giant waves. Almost no heads could be seen on the water surface, only the rolling, roaring flames like fire dragons wantonly dancing on the water...
It was also a sign of Tedarel's good fortune. Several warships of Costa's fleet were destroyed, but Tedarel's warship, having moved away from the reeds, was not burned.
However, nearly half of the dozens of warships were lost in the sea of fire, suffering extremely heavy losses. But it was precisely because of this sudden conflagration that the pursuit of the beast tribe's navy was halted.
Standing on the main ship of the beast tribe, the commander, with eyes spewing fire, looked through the raging flames on the water at the tragedy unfolding on the water's surface. It was Jerelev.
The fire erupted too suddenly, causing Jerelev's fleet's warships to be unable to stop in time, watching helplessly as they plunged into the sea of fire. Jerelev was, after all, an elite of the beast tribe. He decisively ordered a rescue while pursuing the remaining forces of the Winter Army, actively expanding the victory. But it was absolutely impossible for Jerelev to pursue Tedarel.
Tedarel was extremely shocked. He clearly did not expect the oil to be so potent, capable of causing fire to burn on the water's surface.
Since the beast tribe's army had laid an ambush here beforehand, it was thought that there would also be ambushing forces here. Considering that his troops' morale was lost, how could they withstand the enemy's attack again?
Amidst the howling wind, the sounds of shouting and the clash of weapons could faintly be heard from the shore, indicating that Gulagas's troops had engaged the beast tribe's ambush.
The fleet slowly approached the shore, bypassing the towering flames. At this time, the situation on the shore became clearer.
In Longling Valley.
All the remaining forces of the Xuanjia Divine Soldiers were lost in the sea of fire. The most formidable troops in this world were annihilated. Without the protection of the army, how could the civilians of Bantulader survive? But these were no longer questions that Augustus could consider.
Milede stood amidst the towering flames, the firelight making her cheeks flushed red. Blood flowed like water from her hands and the blade of her saber. Only when Augustus's face had lost all signs of life did she raise her head and laugh wildly as if driven mad.
The surrounding Divine Fire, under her ferocious laughter, became even more brilliant, as if to burn and scorch all things in the world, pouncing ferociously towards the struggling Xuanjia Divine Soldiers.
"Your Majesty..."
Boom!
Another explosion sounded, sending fragments of rock flying everywhere. A Xuanjia Divine Soldier was blasted several feet away, his face unrecognizable, his arm blown off.
"This black chimney is so powerful!"
Although the shocking scene just now was still vivid in his mind, Kent couldn't help but exclaim.
Xiao Xun leaned forward and peered into the bottom of the cliff, his back soaked with sweat. He let out a long sigh, wondering if he could have avoided the full-power strike of this sorcerer.
Thinking back now, he still felt a chill of fear. His concentration had faltered just now, and facing Augustus's full-power attack, he estimated he would have had difficulty escaping unscathed.
However, Xiao Xun's expression remained calm and composed. He cupped his hands towards Lady Milede at the foot of the mountain and said, "Thank you, Madam, for saving me!"
Lady Milede had stopped her wild laughter and stood there, lost in sorrow. Even the screams and wails of agony from the nearby hellish scene did not awaken her, nor did she seem to care about the Divine Fire creeping towards her.
Xiao Xun's ethereal voice suddenly came from his ear. Although much quieter than the heart-rending cries of pain, it was like the tolling of a distant bell, gradually awakening her.
Hearing Xiao Xun's call, she finally looked up and gazed at Xiao Xun with a confused expression.
After a long while, realizing her lapse in composure, Milede looked at herself, then at the mountain. As if realizing something, she suddenly leaped up the steep rocks towards Xiao Xun.
The guards of the Saint Roman army on both sides quickly drew their sabers and defensively blocked in front of Xiao Xun.
Just now, people had been quite curious about Milede. This woman was not afraid of the raging fire. Some had even shifted their gaze from the inferno to this exotic-looking woman, with some wondering: what would happen if the fire touched her clothes?
Milede's sudden movement startled these people. They quickly grasped their sabers and defensively blocked in front of Xiao Xun, their blades half-drawn, ready to fight if danger approached.
Xiao Xun waved his hand to signal them to move aside. He saw Lady Milede standing majestically in front of him with her blood-dripping blade. Seeing Xiao Xun, her lips twitched uncontrollably. She closed her eyes and let out a sigh, "It is I who should thank Lord Swain!"
As she spoke, tears had already blurred her eyes.
Sain and Aaron and others drew their swords, on the verge of fighting.
Spotbot suddenly nudged Sain with his shoulder, his gaze fixed on the mountainside. "Your Majesty, who do you see there?"
Sain followed his gaze and saw two figures standing alone on the hillside, a man and a woman, staring at them expressionlessly. It was none other than Lord Magis and Jessica.
Sain's heart tightened: Why did they come at this time? He felt a headache coming on and said in a low voice, "Finish this quickly and do not involve Jessica!"
Spotbot nodded.
Seeing Aaron about to turn around, Sain shouted, "Aaron! Stop the nonsense! Come on!"
"Stop!"
This stern command echoed from the void, full of power, dispelling much of the killing intent. It carried an irrefutable majesty that deterred both armies from making any rash moves.
At this time, on the water.
Tedarel, leading his ministers, anxiously watched the battle on the shore. The sudden conflagration had clearly dealt a severe blow to this reinforcement, but the Winter Infantry and Cavalry were tenacious and resilient, their morale not yet broken.
As they watched, someone suddenly shouted, "They're signaling us to come ashore!"
"Quickly come ashore!"
...
The Winter Army on the shore began to wave flags, signaling the fleet to come ashore, and cleared a gap for the fleet, with Gulagas standing proudly under the flag.
However, Gulagas appeared somewhat dispirited, with half of his body covered in dust, clearly having suffered considerable damage from the fire.
This was indeed the case. Initially, the fire could not have reached the shore, but the strong winds on the water, coupled with the instantaneous ignition of the reeds soaked in Buddha oil, had caused an explosion-like effect, igniting Gulagas, who was passing by on the road.
Gulagas was thrown from his horse by the violent explosion, with half of his body catching fire.
Fortunately, he was protected by magic, otherwise, he would have already been burned to death.
But with his Majesty in peril, how could Gulagas retreat from the front line? He continued to command the battle from the front line, and it was precisely because of his command that the Winter Army advanced and retreated in an orderly fashion, and the beast tribe's army could not gain the upper hand.
The beast tribe general commanding this ambush force was General Bear. After catching up with Jerelev's troops, he arranged an ambush here with him, and the results were indeed gratifying. He had thought that this time he would definitely kill the prominent officials of the Winter Army and achieve an unprecedented feat, but what he did not expect was that Gulagas's troops were so formidable. He had tried several times to block the water surface, but was repulsed by Gulagas's troops, and could only watch as the riverbank fell into Gulagas's hands and Tedarel's fleet approached.
General Bear had to admit that the Winter Army was indeed powerful. Even in such a disadvantageous situation, they still possessed such tenacious combat effectiveness, and the gap was even greater than that between his navy and the Winter navy.
General Bear, however, did not know that Tedarel had already disembarked. He was still on the water and mistakenly believed that Tedarel had long since perished in the reed marsh. His only objective was to annihilate the remaining forces of the Winter Army's navy.