Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 593 - 593 279 Night of the Blood Moon_2

593: Chapter 279: Night of the Blood Moon_2 593: Chapter 279: Night of the Blood Moon_2 “To the wall first!” Ines decisively ordered.

The Sea Eagle Knights protected the princess, leading her to the towering fortress defense structure.

In the open area surrounded by guards, Ines coordinated the army around her, sending messengers to gather the magicians.

Coincidentally, Count Eriv’s men from the Thorny Flower Family and several lords of Kantadar appeared on the wall shortly after.

The generals defending the fortress gazed into the pitch-black exterior of the city.

The watchtower in the distant outskirts was deathly silent, the life and death of the guards unknown.

And in the endless night, countless ghost fires like stars surged toward the fortress in the dead silence.

Under the moonlight, the battle within the fortress and the assault from outside commenced simultaneously.

Inside the fortress, cries and screams intertwined, wave upon wave, escalating into chaotic warfare akin to a camp mutiny, causing the allied generals to lose almost all command over the fortress interior.

Orders could not be relayed inside the fortress.

Where had the enemies infiltrated?

How many had infiltrated?

Where had victories been achieved?

Where were the defeats?

With the naked eye alone from the wall, the generals could not discern the specific situations of isolated battles within the fortress under the cover of night.

The battlefield’s situation shifted rapidly, with only the sporadic extinguishing flames acting like heavy hammers, mercilessly pounding the fighting spirit of the living.

Outside, the approaching undead army, like a dark flood, finally launched a charge against the fortress.

Rows of archers on the walls released their bowstrings, producing a humming sound, unleashing a dazzling rain of fire arrows while the giant crossbows and catapults on the towers roared, hurling massive boulders and burning oil jars into the corpse ghost army outside.

However, despite the allied forces firmly holding the fortress defenses, they now seemed trapped in a predicament of being attacked from both sides.

The infiltrated enemies within the fortress caused bloody havoc everywhere, putting the forces defending the fortress walls in a vulnerable position.

Count Eriv was anxious, pacing back and forth on the wall, continually issuing orders to stabilize the precarious situation, but this chaotic battle put unprecedented pressure on him.

Neither he nor Ines had ever experienced such a chaotic battle.

In less than two days, they seemed to encounter the same situation Baron Balfe had faced in Achelita Town.

Eriv was not lacking in courage, but his reason constantly reminded him of the potential disastrous outcome of this battle.

Pessimistic scenarios flooded his mind like a tide, forcing him to endure this agony.

Loudly commanding the family vassals and arriving Kantadar leaders to hold the outer wall, he hurried back to the still-secure second line of the fortress, where he found Princess Ines at the top of a defense tower, overlooking the battlefield.

“Your Highness, please go to the underground tunnels of the Baldim family in the fortress for evacuation!

As a royal, you must not be sacrificed here!” Eriv sternly urged Ines.

Turning to the serious-looking Count Eriv, Princess Ines gripped her sword tightly, biting her lip.

She hated this helpless situation, but since stepping onto the battlefield meant for men, she had prepared herself for facing such circumstances sooner or later.

Though aware of the extremely severe danger of the current situation, after rapid contemplation, she firmly shook her head at the Thorny Flower Earl.

“I understand your concerns, Lord Eriv, but would you retreat?” Ines asked.

“Unless we abandon the fortress right now, I must persevere!” Count Eriv frowned and replied without hesitation.

“I know you won’t abandon the fight.

If we leave the fortress now, it wouldn’t just mean abandoning all the achievements Mr.

Leon has made so far…

It would also mean forsaking Baron Leon and his army still south of the pass.” Ines smiled slightly, “Just as you wouldn’t leave, I shouldn’t leave either.

I cannot leave the Sea Eagle Knights to escape alone, nor can I take them and let the Orland Warriors of the Thorny Flower Family fight alone.

Moreover, if I remain here, Count Lunaf behind us will surely mobilize all his forces to support us as he has no other choice.

Unless the Baldim family wishes to face both the undead and the wrath of my father and the Orland Kingdom’s revenge later!”

“…..Your Highness!” Eriv stared at the fragile-looking girl before him, attempting to persuade her once more.

However, before he could speak, the little princess interrupted him sternly.

“My lord!

As princess and Lady of West Bay, I will live and die with the warriors of Orland here.

Unless the last warrior standing before me falls, I shall not retreat voluntarily.” Ines resolutely drew her sword, declaring her determination.

Though her voice was still melodious, it now carried an inexplicable, undeniable authority.

The cold wind howled across the city head, blowing through the girl’s unbraided golden hair.

Her small figure stood firm in the wind like a knight.

Count Eriv gazed at the princess, whose tone had changed from elegant to commanding, feeling a surge of respect in his heart.

“It is my honor to fight alongside you, Your Highness.” He bowed sincerely to the young princess.

Eriv knew he could no longer question the fighting spirit of this noble person before him.

Standing before him was also a courageous warrior.

“Then, please allow me to rely on your strength.

I am aware of your performance in Magya Territory.

I hope you can take command of the battle on the walls.

We must not let the chaos inside the fortress spread here; I must lead the Thorny Flower Knights to swiftly eliminate the infiltrating demons causing havoc.”

Princess Ines nodded slightly, her voice reverting to its usual nightingale-like charm, “Go, Master of Thorns.

I promise you that until the moment I fall in battle, no undead shall step inside the inner city of the fortress.”

Eriv held his Thorny Blade in hand, tapping his chest armor in salute to the princess.

After transferring command, he turned around with a firm Dwarf Steel Sword, leading the fearless Thorny Flower Knights down from the wall, entering the bloody and dark chaotic battlefield within the fortress….

…

Inside the extinguished fortress:

Harvey stood sweating in the infirmary, his hands surging with magic power, sustaining the defense and concealment magic techniques cast upon the door.

Beside him lay bodies of unknown undead demon ghosts, burned to mummified remains by magical flames, along with several dead warlock apprentices.

A few military doctors trembled in fear behind the young warlock master.

However, despite eliminating the vampire monsters in this area, Harvey showed no signs of relief on his face.

His extended magic perception sensed a thick, terrifying blood-red force slowly approaching the area.

That horrifying magic power response, like an elemental-assembled natural disaster, left Harvey unable to imagine what kind of entity could sustain such terrible magic power without dissipating.

He dared not venture out to confront it, only able to cast spells to hide this room with all his might, continually praying that the princess and Count Eriv’s knights would soon arrive to rescue them.

…Suddenly.

Harvey heard the sound of bedding being lifted behind him.

“Ba…Baron Balfe, thank goodness you’re awake, please keep your voice down, the undead have breached the fortress, it’s very dangerous here,” a military doctor whispered, attempting to support the scar-faced baron sitting up.

The next second, the doctor’s shrill scream startled Harvey, making him turn around swiftly.

The old knight with blood-red eyes opened his mouth full of fangs, biting deeply into the military doctor’s neck.

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