The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1542 - 441: The Law of the Ranch (3)

But talking about it now has no significance anymore.

Only the gods can decide their fate now.

As the Green Forest Army magnificently advanced towards the Twilight City at the fading horizon, the army of the Campbell Duchy was also marching in the direction of Twilight City.

The rebel bandits trying to stop them along the way were no match for this group of well-equipped and well-supplied militia!

However, when Erin's army advanced to the area of Jing Shui Beach Territory, they still encountered trouble.

According to the immigrants from there, a Ratman Clan fleeing from the Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain Range had occupied the area, led by the Divine Chosen of the "Gluttonous Rat," Gerro.

Though the combat ability of those Ratmen was weak, with three not being able to fight off one Ryan person, let alone compete with the hardy Campbell people.

Yet, their numbers were overwhelming; when over a million Slave Rats ran, even an entire forest would tremble in fear.

Moreover, they dug tunnels, set traps, and even used explosives and cannons stolen from the Dwarves!

The Campbell militia finally encountered an opponent, and the high-spirited Northern Relief Army began to suffer casualties.

However, these minor setbacks certainly couldn't stop the Duchy's progress, as the bustling land enclosure movement in the rear provided a steady stream of soldiers for the frontline.

A few factories couldn't possibly consume so many displaced farmers, not to mention additional population from the Ryan Kingdom and even the Vortex Sea coast as a supplement.

The security issues outside Thunder City were almost immediately alleviated!

After all, troublemakers were now directly sent to the new barracks instead of prison and shipped to the frontline two weeks later.

Thanks to this, the pressure on the guards was greatly reduced, as army recruiters were more than happy to help them.

Without a doubt, the happiest was Horace, the owner of the textile factory.

In the past, he survived only due to the mercy of Erin Campbell, and now if anyone dared hinder his business, loyal soldiers would haul them away like livestock, channeling their energy into more worthwhile endeavors.

Besides securing a source of soldiers, the Northern Relief Army also had good news from the diplomatic front.

Far in the back, Duke Edward employed his excellent diplomatic skills to invite the Dwarves from the Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain Range.

When his envoy arrived at Hate Castle in the High Mountain Kingdom with Ratman tails and explained to the Justa family there about the mutual dependence between Twilight Province and Brass Pass, the Justa family quickly signed a military agreement with the Campbell Duchy.

The High Mountain Kingdom would dispatch two thousand Dwarf Warriors to support the Northern Relief Army of Campbell.

Of course, they adhered to the ancient alliance and would not intervene in human wars. They only provided Dwarf cannons, used Dwarf tunnels and mine carts to transport supplies for the Campbells, and acted against Ratman guerrillas attacking supply lines.

As the arch-enemies of the Ratmen, Dwarves were undoubtedly experts in "rat extermination." To effectively eliminate these rapidly breeding creatures, they invented a series of efficient killing machines, including but not limited to flamethrowers and organ cannons.

The Campbells were not going to use this equipment solely on Ratmen; originally, Dwarves didn't have any favor for Chaos either, and dealing with the Green Turbans was just something they did along the way.

Famine?

Noble oppression?

Maybe their uprising was out of compulsion, but what did this have to do with the Dwarves?

Dwarves would not break their oath over such trivial matters... of course, the Hell Dwarves were not considered Dwarves.

In short, they had long been displeased with those who destroyed Grey Stone Town!

With the support of the Dwarves, the Northern Relief Army, previously stagnated by the Ratmen's intervention, regained its vigorous combat power, pummeling the scrambling little rats and Green Turbans all over the ground!

Of course, they had plenty of teeth, to be honest, so who would ultimately claim Twilight City remained unknown…

...

Twilight City.

This capital of the Twilight Province, starkly different from the orderly prosperity of the Ryan Royal Capital, was now shrouded in an atmosphere of oppression and despair.

Underneath the city walls, countless refugees crowded together, their faces gaunt, eyes numb like withered grass forgotten by the world.

The soldiers on the city wall coldly watched over them, using the pretext of preventing Green Forest Army spies from sneaking in to prohibit anyone from entering the city for any reason.

Except for the nobles they didn't dare offend.

The air was thick with a foul stench of death and decay.

Some of it emanated from the dead, while another part came from the living…

It was hard to say which dominated.

"This is truly hell..." Standing next to a simple carriage, Leon stood for a long time and muttered.

Not long ago, Leon, an apprentice of Great Sage Dousuke of the Academic State, arrived in the Ryan Kingdom to warn King Theodore Devalu that Chaos's corruption was spreading in the province.

However, the Sage's wisdom only met with ridicule and skepticism from the King and the courtiers.

The King ordered him to produce tangible evidence, or he would be charged with insulting the Royal Family. Thus, accompanied by the old Steward Skylar, Leon wandered about until he finally reached this city at the frontline of war and famine.

According to the travelers he met along the way, it was the place in the entire Kingdom closest to Hell. When he arrived here, the scene before him confirmed those travelers' claims... even they had understated the situation.