The Survival Rules of NPCs

Chapter 142 Cruel...

"The rescue operation will begin tonight. Please be prepared. This may be your last chance to save your families and avert the empire's losses!"

On the second night, Wang Gou Dan's voice appeared in the cell again. They had briefly gained the trust of this mysterious female knight who had managed to break into the dungeon several times. At least she could safely infiltrate the cell multiple times and provide accurate intelligence from the outside.

"Tell me, as long as you can rescue our families and my men, I'll do whatever you say!" Franklin quickly declared. His father hesitated for a moment, but it seemed there was no better solution at the moment.

"Your Excellency Knight Kalan, are you sure this isn't a breakout plan, but rather a battle plan to seize the fortress?"

He felt that the other party's plan was far too audacious!

"It has to be the plan to seize the fortress!" Wang Gou Dan said seriously, "What we need is not a temporary escape, nor just the escape of the Silver Fox Legion. First of all, all the Silver Foxes in your Silver Fox Legion have had their Achilles tendons severed and need time for surgery. Secondly, our rescue this time is not only for you lords and nobles, but also for the vast herdsmen. You should know that those priests can summon a continuous stream of demons through the sacrifice of a large number of herdsmen. This is the most critical reason why this battle is so difficult."

"To weaken them and create more space for the capital and the Duke, we need to rescue enough herders and cover their entry into the mysterious city prepared by Mr. Bright!"

Could there really be a mysterious city?

Both of them were incredulous, but at this point, they seemed to have no better idea than to believe it!

"Tell me, what do you need us to do?" the old lord asked.

"First, we have the latest intelligence that today is a full moon, the best time to hold a demonic ritual. At this time, the priests will focus their energy on the sacrifice. Moreover, since the war began, no assassins have ever tried to assassinate them. They should not be very prepared to defend against assassins. This will be our best opportunity."

assassin....

This profession is despised in the Beth Empire, and before the Daus Pass was breached, the military strength was extremely strained. The territory of the Southern Witch Alliance was plagued by disease and poison, making it impossible to launch a counterattack. They could only passively defend, let alone send assassins to carry out assassinations.

"Are your assassins truly confident in killing those priests?"

On this point, the old count was actually looking forward to it. The knight in front of him was clearly a rare Shadow Knight with extraordinary abilities. If the knight he led was of this level and a professional assassin, it was not impossible for him to kill those priests!

If the priest is assassinated during the ritual, the ceremony will fall into chaos, and the barbarian warriors may become the demon's primary target. In this situation, the warriors who rescue the fortress will have a chance to retake the castle!

"Once we recapture the castle, we can rest and recuperate. Mr. Bright will personally treat your injuries and prepare relatively ample supplies, which will give us a better chance of breaking out later!"

"That makes sense..." The old count nodded. Indeed, to break through, especially to lead a large group...

If the herdsmen are to break out, then gathering supplies is essential. Only by retaking the castle can they have enough dry rations and basic supplies to qualify for a breakout and transfer with their large force. Moreover, as the other side said, only by taking back the castle can they have a little time to catch their breath and allow the Silver Fox Legion to receive medical treatment.

Of course, this is on the premise that this so-called Second Intelligence Division has an exceptionally skilled physician; otherwise, it would be very difficult for a warrior whose collarbone has been pierced to recover.

"The chains binding your collarbones are imbued with demonic energy, and I cannot remove them for you now. Once the ritual falls into chaos and the outside world descends into turmoil, my men and I will arrive as soon as possible to unlock them. What you must do is prepare yourselves. Even with your current injuries, once the chains are broken, you must take up arms and fight to reclaim the castle!"

"Don't even think about running away. With your injuries, if you can't retake the castle and your mounts haven't recovered, you'll only be captured again and subjected to an even more horrific human sacrifice!"

"We know... please rest assured!" Franklin's father, the old lord of the castle, assured him, "We will cooperate with our lives, not only for the glory of the empire, but also for the survival of the family!"

"good..

2

At the full moon, fierce wailing echoed throughout the fortress. The vast grassland behind the fortress was originally a place where nobles organized herdsmen to hold large banquets during festivals. It is said that young men and women from the common people met on such occasions.

Today, this place, which once held a few fond memories for the lower-class herders, has become a land of carnage.

The grassland was stained red with blood and flesh, and the soil beneath it turned dark black. There was a foul, bloody smell everywhere. Upon closer inspection, the black soil was made of blood-red flesh and some gruesome scalps stuck to the grass.

And today, on the night of the full moon, another grand human sacrifice took place. Tens of thousands of herdsmen, under the butcher's blades of the southern barbarian warriors, were forced to kneel on the land stained black with blood and flesh, accompanied by mournful screams.

The demons on the periphery drooled foully, their excitement for the impending human sacrifice palpable. Their greedy eyes swept over the powerful southern barbarian warriors, but due to the covenant of the shamanic ritual, they could only suppress their instincts!

In the crowd, countless women tightly hugged their children, crying and pleading. The men hung their heads, their eyes glazed over. A human tragedy was about to unfold, but these ordinary people could do nothing but plead.

Countless demons grinned with sneer and disdain. Humans are like this: despite their enormous numbers and knowing that their death is imminent, they are unwilling to resist. Although resistance would also lead to death, what is the point of dying so obediently?

"Amira..." The frail older brother was about to pounce when his mother held him back tightly, because she had already seen the consequences of the resistance from next door.

"Mother, save my sister!" the child cried out almost pleadingly.

The mother wept helplessly, even though she knew that not resisting would also lead to a tragic end, but at least there was a glimmer of hope.

It is the only hope for many herders who do not want to die.

What they didn't know was that, after enduring agonizing torment, they had initially thought sacrificing their child would allow them to prolong their lives.

The chance to survive is a lie.

Negative emotions such as anger and despair will reach their peak at that moment!

When that time comes, unleashing the final slaughter will be the most perfect human sacrifice, and the scene the demon lord most desires to see.

The priests were very skilled at these processes, and even enjoyed them like demons.

Wang Gou Dan and his men lay in wait in the shadows, concealing themselves as they awaited the perfect moment.

But the gruesome scene before them was too much for many players to bear...