The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1511 434: The New Testament and the Salvation Army!

The boiling war ravaged various parts of Twilight Province, whether it be the siege of Sparrow Wood Castle or the tragedy in Grey Stone Town; these were just the tip of the iceberg on this chaotic battlefield.

As Thomas had predicted, the Empire did not stand idly by.

Gunter the "Rock Climbing Sword Saint" stepped forward.

As a devout Luo De person, although he did not hear the voice of the divine, this did not stop him from making decisions based on his will—

He would quell this rebellion with the sword in his hand!

The Chaos army was attacking Brass Pass, and Twilight Province was an important supply line for the human world leading to Brass Pass.

No matter what discontent these rebellious peasants had, in Gunter's view, they shouldn't betray their lord at this time. Because they were not only betraying their own Kingdom, they were betraying the entire Empire responsible for the survival and safety of humanity.

And in fact, they had indeed done so. Their strength came from Chaos, from that despicable "Eternal Hunger Claw," Urgos... it was the devil that had killed the most people on this continent.

In terms of quantity and brutality, the Deceitful Fog killed only a fraction compared to it, and even the Flame of Destruction that raged outside the pass seemed weak compared to it.

Gunter's idea was simple.

Since everything started with Kelan the "Green Turban," he would find this guy and kill him.

However, he gradually realized that things were not as simple as he thought.

This tumor had existed for a long time.

It had only recently erupted...

...

While Gunter was advancing westward with the orphan he had picked up, a fierce slaughter had just unfolded at the southernmost part of Twilight Province.

As a natural gateway connecting Twilight Province and Campbell Duchy, Rapids Pass was like a protruding wolf tooth, wedged between Broken Finger Peak and Shattered Rock Peak of the Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain Range, and with the plain at its feet, it sliced through the endless mountain range.

Beyond this pass, following the Rushing River southward, was the River Valley Plain of Campbell Duchy.

To counter the threat of the Green Forest Army, Earl Derek Granston seated at North Stream Valley Earl's Territory had mobilized twenty thousand recruits, standing ready on the border to prevent bandits from entering.

However, his worry was evidently unnecessary.

Unlike the reckless "Butcher" and "Pharmacist," Finnian the "Shadow of the Jungle" was not a brute without wisdom.

He understood the limits of actions and would not stir war onto the neighboring country's territory, giving the ambitious Duke a pretext to send troops.

This was precisely why Rees the "Longbowman," one of the three giants of Green Forest, sent him here.

For the Rebel Army to safeguard the fruits of their victory, they had to seize the pass connecting Twilight Province and Campbell Duchy, completely cutting off the communication between Twilight Province and the Southern Duchy!

The longer it drags, the greater the uncertainties!

"Charge!"

"Brothers! Rush forward! Take down this pass! All the treasures inside are yours!"

"Ohhh!"

The battle cries shook the heavens and the earth, and soldiers with green turbans surged like waves across the plain.

Holding various weapons, they charged towards the castle ahead under the cover of catapults.

Even though the catapults operated by the peasants mostly seemed blind, either throwing stones into the moat or hitting their own comrades' heads, only a few landed on the castle.

However, it was enough.

Even if ten brothers were exchanged for one on the wall, it was a profitable deal for Finnian the "Lin Ying."

After all, the soldiers inside the castle, at most, were only a few hundred left, while his army numbered over a hundred thousand.

There was no way he could lose this battle!

The only thing he needed to consider carefully was what to do after taking the pass and to guard against threats from further south.

At the same time, on the wall, Knight Pierce clad in armor raised his longsword and shouted hoarsely.

"Open fire!"

With his command, the six cannons on the wall roared simultaneously!

The whistling explosive shells crashed into the rebels' catapult positions like meteors, blowing the twisted rotten wood and the gunners nearby into pieces.

Seeing the catapult position blasted to pieces, both the defenders on the wall and the advancing green turbans were invigorated, erupting into thunderous cheers.

However, the latter soon stopped smiling.

After dealing with the catapults with one volley, the cannons on the wall quickly aimed at them again, the black iron tubes roaring once more!

"Boom—!!"

The rumbling cannon shots and the exploding shells nearly hit simultaneously, as the fiery outbreak and flying shrapnel ravaged the battlefield, causing the rebels below the wall to fall like flattened wheat.

And as the cannons fired, the firearms soldiers and crossbowmen standing on the wall did not remain idle.

They sheltered behind parapets, avoiding the rebels' random shots and arrows, receiving firearms calmly from comrades behind them, then firing, before handing the firearms back to comrades behind them for reloading.

The volley fire echoed wave upon wave, each gunshot bringing a bloody storm.

By the time the green turban-wearing rebels reached the moat, they had already left behind a heap of corpses!

However—

The optimistic situation did not last long; the rebels carrying cloud ladders eventually reached the edge of the castle.

Despite the peasants wearing green turbans fearing the gunfire from the walls, the punishment for traitors from their officers was even more terrifying. They had seen intestines being pulled out to dry outside, seen entire people thrown into pots to be boiled alive... and these punishments often involved their families. Those who drove them knew well what they feared, because they all came from the same place.