The First Vampire

On the last day of August, the Orc army arrived at Luwal Valley.

On the western plains of the valley, a dense formation of troops had been arranged, its end invisible to the naked eye.

Countless Orc soldiers stared red-eyed at the opposing human position, beating their chests relentlessly and letting out arrogant roars.

In the eyes of these confident Orcs, humans were nothing more than doomed underlings. Their struggle now was futile.

Once they launched an attack, the might of the army and the spearpoint would turn all resistance before them into dust.

In the churning tide of beasts, the towering figure of Emperor Saruman was distinctly visible.

However, the Orc Emperor appeared somewhat haggard now.

In Wind Whisper City, his eye had been rendered a bloody hole due to Prince Lexie’s sneak attack, while half of his right arm had been destroyed by Queen Midela’s Eyes of Judgement.

As the Skull-shatterer of the Holy Field, widely acknowledged to be invincible, he had never suffered such injuries.

Anger burned and swirled inside Emperor Saruman’s chest, and now, he finally had a chance to vent it.

“These cowardly humans! I thought you’d only dare to hide in Dragon City!” Emperor Saruman roared his command, opening his mouth wide, “Warriors, slay them all for me!”

“Waaaaaaaagh!”

…

To the East of the valley, the human army was already in formation, ready for action.

When the carriage carrying the “long-sick” Emperor emerged at the very front of the military formation, whether intentioned or voluntarily, a roaring cheer, loud as a tsunami, echoed through the sky.

It was undeniable that the Lorenzo family, having ruled the Glorious Empire for over a thousand years, had an uncontestable prestige. Even an unreliable Emperor like Reinhardt couldn’t help but be instinctively supported by the lower-ranking soldiers.

Although many nobles had noticed something amiss about the Emperor in recent encounters, all undercurrents remained confined within the upper circles of nobility. Nobody was going to spread the news of a potential possession of the Emperor in the midst of battle.

In summary, Emperor Reinhardt, as he stood at the forefront of the human army, confronting the overwhelming tide of beasts, embodied a formidable emblem of royal power. His extraordinary courage and responsibility ignited the fighting spirit in the hearts of the Imperial Allied Army.

Thunderous cheers rolled forward, drowning out the roars of the Orcs on the opposing side.

In an area spanning dozens of miles, countless Imperial soldiers raised their weapons high, shouting at the top of their lungs.

Unless one was part of it, no one could imagine how grand such a scene was.

Colin stood on a high ground behind the frontline, taking in all the panoramic views from his elevated vantage point.

Against such a grand setting, he instantly cooled his head. The nerves and hesitations before the battle miraculously evaporated.

The previously echoing cheers, without a doubt, had shaken him.

Countless flags fluttered in the air, numerous weapons shimmered with a cold light, overshadowing even the sun in the sky, too dazzling to look at directly.

A chilling atmosphere ascended. A solemn quietude blanketed the earth and sky.

Colin was no stranger to the carnage and ugliness of war, but each time he was on the battlefield, inhaling the accompanying stench of blood, he found the heated blood in his veins bubbling uncontrollably.

It was as though a wild beast, frenzied and bloodthirsty, was roaring inside his chest, striving to break the cage of reason and unleash long-suppressed violence.

Marquis Garcia had made a remark about Colin.

“He seems to have been born for the battlefield.”

And now, it seemed, it might be true.

Even if Colin had never commanded an army of this scale, even if he had never faced such a fearsome enemy, even if he was hesitant just the night before, but at this moment, when the intense air of war blankets the scene, Colin seems transformed.

Though his heart rages wildly, his mind is strangely calm. No matter how chaotic the battlefield may be, it appears to him as a clear chessboard waiting for his next move.

So, one after another, crisp and decisive orders rapidly issued from Colin’s mouth, which were conveyed to various positions by the orderlies.

At the same time, Emperor Reinhardt, standing at the front of the formation, timely pulled out his sword with a roar,

“Warriors!

You are the finest soldiers of the Empire, the final barrier of humanity!

As the twenty-eighth Emperor of the Glorious Empire, I swear here that as long as I still breathe, I will not take a step back!”

“Never retreat!”

“Never retreat!”

…

The Emperor’s lead by example was like a spark falling into hot oil, fully igniting the passion in the hearts of the Imperial Allied Army warriors.

Facing the surging Orc army, the formation of the Imperial Allied Army resembled a giant beast awakened from its slumber, finally revealing its menacing tusks.

The moment the two armies met, there was no testing, no holding back, they started with the most fierce combat.

The Luval Valley Plain was wide enough; even a million-man army fighting here wouldn’t feel cramped.

Two mighty current smashed into each other at the center of the plain, splashing countless bloody waves.

Without a doubt, the advantage of the orcs in physical fitness was extremely evident.

But the human soldiers’ resistance was exceptionally stubborn.

Especially when they saw Emperor Reinhardt, in his shining armor, fighting on the front lines, their hearts were completely inspired.

If the Emperor was so brave, how could they not fight to the death?

At this moment, the energy they brought forth was so intense, even the orcs were shocked.

It was like a familiar opponent had suddenly changed their face overnight.

Forward, forward, always forward!

Emperor Reinhardt seemed like a flashing spearhead. Behind him, countless reckless human warriors frantically swung their long knives, ripping a hole in the orc formation with their lives, allowing their fellow soldiers to quickly move in and create a storm of blood and carnage within the orc army.

The fierce and wild imperial warriors, under the lead of Emperor Reinhardt, pushed forward, shaking the orc formation with a terrifyingly fearless charge.

However, the consequence of such a reckless move was to be deeply encircled by the enemy.

The advantage of the orcs on the front battlefield, even with the morale inspired by Emperor Reinhardt, could not be fully compensated.

Furthermore, the Orc Emperor also noticed the prominent existence of Emperor Reinhardt.

Although he didn’t expect this human Emperor to suddenly burst out with such courage, which caused him some trouble, he wasn’t overly panicked. He simply directed the War Song Legion, his most elite direct force, towards the battlefield where Emperor Reinhardt was.

At the same time, Emperor Saruman himself walked towards Emperor Reinhardt.

He prepared to crush the skull of this human emperor with his own hands!

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