This Holy Knight is So Despicable!
Chapter 355 - 304 Have you heard of the Holy New Church?

Chapter 355: Chapter 304 Have you heard of the Holy New Church?

War is a terrifying monster.

Under the intimidation of this monster, the civilians in the Six Border Cities have basically fled without a trace.

After nearly six or seven prayer times of continuous, precise bombardment, the entire border defense essentially lost everything that could be called fortifications.

City walls, drawbridges, moats, arrow towers, trap mage towers, all were razed to the ground.

After the elves stopped shooting, all the surviving First Empire soldiers made the same choice.

Retreat!

They fled the city without hesitation, if that pile of ruins could still be called a city. View the correct content at free.w e bn.ov(e)l(.)com.

What puzzled them was that the elves did not launch a further invasion.

In other words, after the bombardment, they had no desire to enter these human cities.

This gave the hasty fleeing prince something new to think about.

Could it be that these elves simply can’t leave the forest?

Or, if they leave the forest, their combat effectiveness will be weakened?

At this moment, the general who was forced to flee suddenly became spirited.

He suddenly thought of a way to defeat the enemy!

At this moment, he did not feel sorrow for abandoning the border city.

On the contrary, he even thought that abandoning the city and fleeing was a very wise decision.

Because behind the Six Border Cities lies a vast and endless prairie! An open field with no cover!

In this kind of terrain, the elves’ cumbersome heavy firepower can’t be deployed.

And their slender physique is doomed to not be able to confront humans head-on in such terrain.

When the Elf Empire was strong, they also hesitated before such terrain.

He was using space to trade for time! Expanding the strategic depth of the war!

It’s a tugging like fishing, letting out the line!

This! Is a brilliant strategy!

After understanding this point, Prince Michael immediately adjusted his mindset.

His first order after arriving at the rear city was to expel all the refugees outside the city and the poor inside, and order them to the front border city for reconstruction work.

This move, one cannot say is not vicious.

These poor and refugees are a real burden to the rear city.

They would grow like a snowball and eventually cause huge losses to the entire Empire.

And now, they have a better destination, which is the lost Six Border Cities.

Prince Michael used a combination of trickery and coercion, driving a large number of refugees from the rear towards the border.

If these people reach the border city, they will become the elves’ problem.

If the elves madly kill these refugees, then this will provoke the entire human society’s mad revenge.

At that time, the First Empire would have a reason to drag other countries into the mess, or even get the Holy Light Church to assist.

But if these elves don’t accept these refugees, judging by the grain these refugees carry, they won’t sustain long enough to return to the rear cities.

Therefore, waiting for them still spells massive death.

By then, just putting the blame on the elves will still smoothly execute his plan.

Unless, unless these elves can accept and settle all these refugees.

But, humans are humans, and elves are elves after all.

Even if the elves are kind-hearted, when the First Empire’s army strikes back, these humans will still choose to help their fellow species.

Then these refugees will become a hidden danger.

In any case, this dirty trick will surely make the elves unable to handle it.

While hoping for this, Prince Michael was assembling troops within the Empire, rallying black mages to form a magic army, preparing to seize an opportunity to strike back.

The face he lost, he must find a way to recover it.

Moreover, his only son is still in the hands of those pointy ears, and whether he’s dead or alive is unknown.

He was confident that as soon as the refugees reached the border city, the elves would fall into chaos.

He only had to wait, and he could wait for the best time to send out his troops.

Finally, after a painful wait, there came an answer.

The scout team leader sent out to gather intelligence finally returned to the camp to report.

Prince Michael immediately summoned the brave scout team leader, concerned about his health and also very interested in the frontline intelligence.

"How are the six border cities? The Elf Clan, how did they deal with those refugees?"

The scout team leader, after drinking a sip of warm water, showed a dreadful expression, as if he was about to cry.

"Reporting to the General, those elves, those elves they..."

"Speak up."

"Yes, General. Those elves never went to occupy those six border cities at all!"

"What?"

At this, General Michael’s eyes widened: "Didn’t occupy? After we withdrew, those pointy-eared bastards didn’t settle into those border cities?"

"Yes, they didn’t show up at all!"

"This this this..."

This outcome took His Highness the Prince completely by surprise.

"They bombarded for over seven hours, and in the end, they didn’t enter the city?"

The prince slammed his palm on the desk, gritting his teeth in hatred.

This bunch of bastards, if they weren’t planning to occupy the cities, why did they bombard so long in the first place?

Are they insane!

"What about those refugees? Did they enter the city?"

"Yes, those refugees went into the city without any obstruction..."

"Damn it!"

The prince never expected, that this would be the outcome.