592 A Bad Example (2/2)

”Yes, my lord. Only himself. He roared once, and somehow, the sound was able to kill thousands of our man. He roared again...and...and all the Zergs bolted back to the city.” C-Zhi said sheepishly.

The other dark ones gasped. Wang Tong was the heir of the Blade Warrior. Was it possible that the history was going to repeat itself?

Everyone looked to Xie Su. Suddenly, the warden reached out his arm, which surged in length. His wiry fingers grouped C-Zhi's neck, and he twisted the latter's head off his shoulder with a snap. Xie Su launched himself forward and closed in onto the headless dark one. When he was close enough, he stuck out the bloody tongue and writhed it down C-Zhi's opening windpipe. In mere seconds, C-Zhi had turned into a husk.

The rest of the Zergs watched in fear and trepidation.

”Liar! Based on our reports, the human devil had led an army ten thousand strong. We should stop using our superstitions as the excuses for our oversight. We need to fight back, and this is the order from the dark lord.” Xie Su announced in stone cold voice while the rest of the dark ones nodded timidly.

Candler laughed in his mind for the incompetency of the dark ones and the warden's ability to bluff. By giving the devil an army on the paper, his defeat suddenly seemed much less embarrassing.

Candler didn't put in his own opinion. He knew that Wang Tong had tricked everyone, but his explanation would only confuse these dimwitted dark ones. Even till this day, the Zergs still feared the Blade Warrior, even though he had already been dead for centuries.

After much discussion, everyone reached the consensus that the human devil was going to continue this course toward the dark lord's castle. Therefore, it was apparent that every dark one should do their part to protect their master and stop him at the periphery of the castle.

Candler made it clear to everyone that they would have his full support, since they were working toward the same goal. It was good news to the dark ones, since they believed that only the immortals were able to see through the ruses and ploys of the humans. After all, immortals were at least half human.

Despite the dark ones' apparent stupidity, Candler agreed with a couple of their conclusions. Wang Tong's target in this mission was definitely Moye's castle; therefore, the focus of the defense should be the three cities located in the corridors leading to the castle. This would be the northern warden's last chance of proving himself to his master. If he failed to protect the three cities, he might as well be dead.

However, it wasn't long until Wang Tong surprised his enemies again. He didn't attack Spider Fort, and neither did he head toward the dark castle.

Instead, he made a ninety-degree turn and moved in the northwest direction. In a couple of days, he was able to raze another two Zerg cities.

Obviously, Xie Su was furious. He had set defenses all along the way to the castle, but Wang Tong didn't rise to the bait at all. The efforts that Xie Su had made in planning the defense were all for naught.

Due to inadequate reinforcements, the human soldiers at the northern line were able to deliver a successful counterattack, which had greatly boosted the morale of the entire human force.

Wang Tong and his demon soldiers had made a name for themselves. His achievements had also completely changed the Martians' view on the Blade Warrior. Even the most patriotic Martian would have to agree that Blade Warrior was the most powerful human, even though he was from Earth.

Martians had always admired power and strength. Wang Tong had used his might and opened a path for the rest of the humans under the most miraculous circumstances.

Those soldiers serving under Wang Tong also quickly became household names.

Meanwhile, at the northwest corner of the battlefield, Zambrotta's forces attacked a Zerg occupied city with abandon. In the last couple of days, his forces had already liberated three human settlements. His army had just taken over their fourth target: Constantinople. The progress they had made was a drastic contrast to the headwinds all the other human forces had faced so far.

Despite the pressure at the frontline, Zergs could not afford to let Zambrotta hold Constantinople due to its significant geographical position.

Everyone knew that there would be a big fight ahead of them, but no one seemed to be worried about it as they prepared for the war with great enthusiasm.

Inside the city, the order had already been restored, and even some merchants had entered the city to set up their shops. Everything was sold at a rock-bottom price, since this was the merchants' way of contributing to the war.