The villain's journey from the Type-Moon world

"Qiangqiang-"

At this time, the Ursus guards and shield guards had already arrived at the pass and started hand-to-hand combat with the shield guards and guards of the Integration Movement.

"Here they come!" However, at this time, Faust's eyes lit up, because he saw that the end of the Ursus team suddenly became chaotic, and a group of people were pushed out and fell directly off the cliff.

"What...what happened? Why are the people back there so noisy... Holy shit! What's that!?"

"Ughh ...

"Well--!!!"

Many Ursus soldiers, drawn by the commotion behind them, turned to look behind them, only to witness a scene they would never forget. Countless bamboo shoots sprang from the ground, growing at a visible rate. Some unlucky soldiers were directly hit on the buttocks by the growing shoots, causing them to scream comically.

However, most of the Ursus crossbowmen who wore little armor were directly pierced by the fast-growing bamboo. The heavily armored Ursus soldiers were not much better off. Under the pressure of the bamboo, they were either unable to move or were squeezed out and directly fell off the cliff.

"Bamboo... Where do all these fast-growing bamboos come from?!"

"It's an Originium technique! It must be an Originium technique trap set by the enemy! Quick! Break through quickly! Find that warlock! Otherwise, all of us will die here!"

This supernatural phenomenon was undoubtedly attributed to the Originium technique. Seeing their impending doom, the Ursus soldiers pushed forward like crazy. However, they didn't realize that this not only failed to help those ahead conquer the pass, but also caused many to be squeezed out of the mountain path by their own companions before they could even be squeezed out by the bamboo.

This chaos was obviously an opportunity for Faust. The shield guards guarded the pass, preventing anyone from breaking through. Faust and his men dealt with the warlocks and crossbowmen who wanted to cooperate with the warriors to break through the shield guards.

As for Mephistopheles, he directly controlled the injured Ursus guards who had fought against the guerrilla shield guards, making them pretend to fight with the shield guards, but actually occupying their positions to prevent the people behind from replacing them and consuming the shield guards' strength.

"Ugh!"

"Help! I don't want to die here!"

The screams grew closer and closer, and the bamboos sprouted from the soil one by one, continuously harvesting the Ursus troops on the mountain path. The few Ursus soldiers who had not yet crossed the mountain path were completely terrified by the scene before them, and had no idea what to do.

Even the commander in charge of the frontline operations had just been squeezed out of the mountain path and fell off a cliff, practically certain death. Without their leader and their core, the special forces team had completely disintegrated into a pile of disorganized sand, completely decimated by the growing bamboo forest and the Integration Movement.

"...Huh...Huh...We've...won?" The Phantom Crossbowman, who had just spoken with Faust, stared at the scene in disbelief. He naturally understood what had happened; after all, he had buried those bamboo shoots himself.

"Faust...is that what you just scattered?" asked the Phantom Crossbowman.

"Hmm..." Faust took out the golden package and said, "This is something Teacher Wang Chong gave me. It's called Jin Ke La. It can quickly promote plant growth. And the method of using bamboo shoots to guard this last section of the mountain road was also taught to me by Teacher Wang Chong."

"No wonder... Mr. Wang Chong actually had such a powerful backup plan... But now the front is full of bamboos, so we can't go down either?" The Phantom Crossbowman couldn't help but say.

"Don't worry. The teacher said that Jinkela not only accelerates the growth of plants, but also accelerates their death. It shouldn't take long," Faust said. "And we don't need to go down. After what we just experienced and this bamboo forest, those Ursus people probably won't dare to come up again for a while, and they won't be able to come up again. We can be considered to have held our ground tonight."

"Tonight...what should we do after that?" asked the Phantom Crossbowman doubtfully.

"There's no more. The teacher has already told me... the war should end tonight." Faust muttered, looking towards a platform.

Chapter 200: Missed Opportunity

On the northwest battlefield, the final front seemed impenetrable. The enemy's spells, striking the front lines, had little impact. As for the heavy artillery and mortar fire, the Reunion Movement's troops simply hid in the anti-artillery holes within the mountain. Once the enemy's firepower had subsided, they would emerge, scout the enemy's situation, and report their position to the rear artillery positions, allowing them to strike back.

As the battle continued, Ursus's forces were constantly being depleted, while the Reunion Movement suffered virtually no casualties. This feeling of being unable to fight back had left the Ursus front line feeling restless and morale low. Almost no one was willing to charge forward and risk their lives. A stalemate ensued, with the Reunion Movement unable to break through and the Ursus army unable to take the hillside.

The situation only changed slightly when the War Warlocks arrived on the battlefield. Leveraging the power of the Warlocks, two War Warlocks constructed a defensive shield out of metal, while the other constructed missiles out of rock, ramming directly into the incoming projectiles, consuming each other's energy.

With the War Warlocks' protection, the Ursus army was finally able to withstand the enemy's suppressive firepower and advance. Even the artillery battalion aimed its artillery fire at the front lines of the Reunion Movement, suppressing them so that they could not fight back.

"If we had known it would be so easy to withstand this fire suppression, we should have sent the War Wizard sooner. At least our Ursus warriors wouldn't have suffered such heavy casualties. The general is being so cautious, isn't he worried about a potential counterattack from that Patriot? But even now, they're still hiding in their shells. It seems they've completely lost their ability to resist."

Upon witnessing this scene, the commander in charge of the frontline operations couldn't help but internally rebuke the usually cautious "General." In the eyes of many commanders and commanders, General Ulrich was more timid than cautious. Fortunately, after repeated requests from the commanders, the general finally agreed to march with full force.

"We almost missed the opportunity to fight. If we delay any longer, the Patriots might have recovered. Then we won't be able to take this position easily." The commander cursed inwardly.

"boom!"

But at this moment, a deafening explosion suddenly sounded, startling the commander. He discovered that the large metal shield that had been blocking the shells had been pierced through, destroying a large number of Ursus warriors under the shield's gap.

"Damn it! What happened!?" The commander immediately looked carefully at the front line, and saw a bright light on the ridge. A huge gun muzzle flashed a red light, and then the red light beam hit the giant shield again, piercing it again without any surprise.

"This is - a naval gun! How could they have my Ursus's mobile naval gun? And they even moved it up the mountain!?" The commander instantly determined what kind of heavy weapon the other party used from the obvious characteristics of the red light column.

"Damn it, we're almost at the front line, how could such an accident happen? Quick! Tell another war sorcerer to attack the mobile naval gun immediately! We must not let the naval gun continue firing!" The commander immediately gave the order.

Because mobile naval guns fired a straight line of Originium energy, they couldn't be deployed on reverse slopes for cross-fire like other heavy artillery, and could only strike enemies in a straight line from the top of a ridgeline. Consequently, mobile naval guns would also expose their position, drawing the enemy's immediate concentrated fire.

The rock-controlling war wizard immediately gathered countless rocks and launched a barrage at the cannon on the ridge. To prevent the cannon from escaping, the rocks covered half of the ridge, bound to destroy the cannon that could destroy the giant shield.

But at that moment, a huge fire suddenly ignited on the ridge. A man holding a long sword ignited a pillar of fire that shot up into the sky. With a wave of his hand, a horizontal streak of blazing fire cut through the entire incoming rock mass. Amidst the roar of the bombardment, the rocks were shattered into rubble and fell to the ground.

"It's that flame-controlling warrior!" The commander felt a chill in his heart after seeing this attack. They had never expected that Tallulah, who they had thought was unable to fight due to the outbreak of oripathy, would appear on the battlefield again.

"Damn it! I said it shouldn't take too long. Now it's good, some people have recovered." The commander gritted his teeth. He was almost able to successfully break through the defense line, but now a powerful warrior appeared on the enemy side. He was afraid that their attack would be blocked by the other side again, and then there would be more casualties!

"Stay here!" At this moment, the front-line pioneers were enveloped by a chill, and then black ice began to grow on their bodies, constantly climbing up, completely freezing their bodies.

"Oh no! The guy who killed two of our war sorcerers has recovered! Quick! Send a message to them to protect the sorcerers and retreat!" The commander was shocked when he saw Frost Star's Originium skill appear. Two of his war sorcerers died at the hands of this white rabbit. If he lost two more war sorcerers, he would not be able to keep his position as commander. He might even be pushed to the front line and become a cannon fodder.

In the end, at the cost of over 700 lives, they managed to bring back the warlocks and the artillery battalion. This retreat marked the failure of the Ursus offensive.

……

Ulrich clenched his fists as he read the report from the front lines and sighed, "Did we miss our chance after all?"

Because they were too cautious and did not put their strongest force into it at the beginning, the two powerful enemy warriors had already recovered, and it was impossible to attack the position again.

"A detailed report from the southwest battlefield has also been submitted. Now the mountain road is completely overgrown with bamboo forests, making it impossible to pass through. Even if we can eliminate the bamboo forests, there is no guarantee that the enemy will not use similar Originium techniques to defeat our army again." said the commander who was present to deliver news and analysis from the southwest battlefield on Pavel's behalf.

"Let's call it a night..." Ulrich shook his head. It was already late at night, and the soldiers were already exhausted from the repeated battles, coupled with the lack of sleep for various reasons. Now, there was no way to overcome the two lines of defense. They had no choice but to abandon the assault on Reunion and wait until reinforcements arrived tomorrow before making any further plans.

"…%￥*&…" The commanders discussed this quietly, but ultimately had no choice but to accept the outcome. This blunder in the battle plan had caused some commanders to question Ulrich's strategy. Ulrich was aware of this. Previously, he had been able to forcibly unite these people with his prestige and skill, but now, with his misjudgment of the battle plan, they had begun to have other concerns.

Ulrich simply watched coldly, speechless. After all, he had seen this kind of look too many times before. To Ulrich, temporary gains and losses were always temporary. Even if he truly lost this war, he had a way to preserve himself and rise again someday.

……

It was already late at night, and this was the first time the second half of the night had been so quiet. Both the southwest and northwest wars had temporarily ceased. On the northwest battlefield, the war sorcerers chose to rest on the battlefield rather than return to their camp. After all, the two powerful warriors on the other side were a threat. Without them, they might not only lose the pass in the second half of the night, but also face a massive assault from the Reunion Movement, resulting in countless casualties. The Ursus Legion could no longer withstand the attrition.

But it was precisely because of this that a certain team was given an opportunity...

Under the cover of night, a group of people climbed the ropes and quickly descended. Each of them wore black night clothes and took advantage of the dim night to quietly go down the mountain.

"Go, let's..."

"Shh, there's someone here."

After the last man, Erquette, landed, Wang Chong grabbed Erquette, who was about to question his actions. Then, Rendong took the initiative, strangling a patrol soldier outside the bushes and stabbing him in the throat with a dagger, killing him. He then dragged him back into the bushes.

"There are fewer people patrolling than usual. It seems that the defeat in the southwest battlefield has caused the new commander in charge of the southwest battlefield to transfer half of the guards and patrol personnel here to the southwest battlefield." Wang Chong used the black mist to sense the situation of the patrol personnel around him, and then said.

"In this way, it will be much easier for us to quietly reach the main camp. Everyone follow my pace." Honeysuckle took the lead and the others followed one by one.

Chapter 201 Decapitation Operation

"Alas... We suffered another defeat. We were about to win, but our general got scared and refused to launch a general attack. As a result, we gave the enemy a chance to catch their breath, and those bandits were able to take action again." A patrolling soldier complained.

"You're not fighting on the front line, so why are you worrying about that? Just take care of our patrols." Another fellow soldier couldn't help but say.

"Why aren't you worried? Don't you think about it? The longer the stalemate on the battlefield lasts, the greater the risk of you and me losing our lives. Not to mention that people may suddenly appear from nowhere to attack the camp at any time. If there are no soldiers on the front line, won't we be pushed to the front line as well? Have you forgotten the group of people who were just taken away by Lieutenant Colonel Pavel?" The complaining soldier couldn't help but say.

"Hmm... you're right. Damn, those guys are such losers. They've been fighting a bunch of bandits for so long and still haven't taken them down... and they've made us new recruits suffer as well," the companion complained. "Forget it, let's not talk about this unlucky topic. Let's talk about something that concerns us. Do you think there'll be any more trouble later this night?"

"It shouldn't happen. Now both sides' fronts have been pushed to a place quite far away from the camp, and the leaders of the opposite bandits are still stationed on the mountain to guard against our army. How could they sneak out and continue to disgust us?" said the soldier.

"I don't think so. These guys might disturb everyone's sweet dreams again. And if they hadn't come to disturb the camp every night, how could our condition be so bad that we can't even defeat those unruly people. I think this is their conspiracy to deliberately weaken our fighting ability. Once we have enough food and sleep well, these guys will not be our opponents." The companion said disdainfully.

"Why do I feel that once we have a good sleep, we will have no reason to excuse that our combat effectiveness is inferior to others. Wouldn't that be even more humiliating?" The soldier rolled his eyes and said.

"Hmph, that's all you can do. Anyway, those people only dare to disturb the camp but never attack it. One of the brothers who took over from me said long ago that even if there is a big commotion tonight, he will not get up and insist on getting a good night's sleep." The companion snorted coldly and said,

"What? Isn't he afraid of being tried by military law?" the soldier asked in surprise.

"Martial law? What if a large number of people are punished like this? Everyone has been tortured these days and can't stand it anymore. There are more than one people who have this idea. When a lot of people disobey military orders, will all of them be punished by military law? But don't forget that after losing so many brothers, we are already short of manpower. Even if the general wants to punish them, he has to consider the current situation." said the companion.

"Tsk... If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have worked the night shift today. Maybe I could have had a good sleep." The soldier complained.

"Who said it wasn't..." The companion also regretted working the night shift tonight.

"It's okay, it's not too late to go to bed now." A voice said.

“sh…!!!”

The two were startled and were about to ask loudly, but they felt a chill in their throats and could no longer speak. They only felt a hot current flowing out through their necks.

"thump"

The two men fell to the ground in the snow, and were then enveloped by a black mist and disappeared without a trace.

"I did learn a good piece of news. As expected, because of the harassment over the past few days, those soldiers have already tacitly accepted that today's attack will only disturb their sleep. Then, after we raid the camp, at least we won't be surrounded by the army right away." Wang Chong walked out from the shadows and said to the people behind him.

"Let's go! The main camp is just around the corner. The decapitation operation has officially begun. Send those who are still fast asleep—all on their way!"

……

Inside the camp, Ulrich, lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Here it comes again... this terrifying feeling." Ever since Ulrich experienced his first camp attack, he would wake up repeatedly in the middle of the night because of this feeling. Even if there were no bandits from the Integration Movement attacking the camp, he had never slept well.

Especially when he heard noises outside, this trembling feeling would intensify, as if a knife was held to his neck. It was for this reason that whenever there was a disturbance in the camp, Ulrich would always send a message to the entire camp to be on alert to resist the external enemy.

"boom!"

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

At this moment, a huge explosion sounded again, causing Ulrich's heartbeat to accelerate and the feeling of uneasiness in his heart to become more intense.

"Are they disturbing our camp again? Where did these guys come from?... They're a bunch of idiots and we still haven't figured it out. But why do I have such a strong feeling of unease? Is something going to happen tonight?"

Ulrich leisurely donned his armor and walked out of his tent. Even he, always cautious, began to assume that tonight would be another farce.

But when Ulrich walked out of the tent, he found something wrong. The whole surrounding was in chaos. Many Ursus soldiers were running and shouting, and flames were rising everywhere in the distance, and the flames kept coming towards the center.

"All of you, stop right there! Anyone running away will be killed!" Ulrich shouted coldly at the soldiers, who had completely lost their discipline. However, the soldiers seemed oblivious to Ulrich's words and continued to flee frantically. Ulrich's face turned cold, and he drew his broadsword, severing a soldier who was still ignoring him and running away, cutting him in half.

Moreover, as Ulrich swung the sword with great force, the blade hit the ground, creating a large crack that startled the soldiers who were still fleeing. They stopped and looked at Ulrich with fear in their eyes.

"What the hell is going on?! Are you all deaf?!" Ulrich shouted, his eyes looking as if he wanted to kill everyone in front of him.

"Report... Report to the general! There is an attack on the camp! There is a group of devils! They are attacking the camp!!" A soldier couldn't stand the shock and fell to the ground, saying tremblingly.

Ulrich immediately lifted the soldier up and shouted angrily, "What a devil! Explain your thoughts clearly!"

“General! Those guys are not human! They can either split a dozen shield guards in half with one sword, or summon huge fire demons, and there are even monsters flying in the sky and spitting fire! Now... now they are all coming to kill us! We who are on duty can’t resist at all!!” The soldier almost bit his tongue off as he quickly explained the situation.

"What!? Are they really attacking the camp?!" Ulrich's heart instantly went on high alert after hearing the soldiers describe the enemy's strength and the movement of them charging towards him! His long-held bad premonition had finally been confirmed today.

"Then why are you still running around? Hurry up and notify all the camps, gather the army and surround those bandits!" Ulrich shouted angrily.

"General... we notified them, but it's useless! The soldiers sleeping in the camp simply don't listen to our orders. They say that there will be another disturbance in the camp today... They don't believe anything we say!" said the soldier.

"Damn it!" Ulrich threw the soldier to the ground. At this moment, in his mind, all the scenes of the previous camp disturbance were connected with what happened today.

"So that's it... So that's it... So this is the real killer move of these thieves!" Ulrich figured out the key. They had been lying for many days, just to take advantage of the soldiers' complete hopelessness on this day and launch a real attack on the camp. The target was naturally them, the military commanders.

"Notify the commanders above the school level immediately! Even if we have to beat them, they must be beaten to wake me up! Tell them the seriousness of the situation as quickly as possible! Tell them to unite their troops immediately! It has to be quick! Otherwise, everyone will die here today!!" Ulrich scolded repeatedly.

Because of Ulrich's prestige and the words he said, the soldiers did not continue to flee. Instead, they immediately went to the tents at the school level and above and brought the news over.

Ulrich was also rushing towards the headquarters camp. He had to inform the front lines of the situation and order the frontline legions to withdraw immediately. It wouldn't matter if the northwest and southwest fronts were completely lost, but if the enemy took away all the command, the entire Ursus Legion would become a complete mob.

Chapter 202: Collapse at the Touch of a Touch

"Levatin!"

At this moment, Surtur played her greatest advantage on the battlefield. Her fire demon wielded a long sword, easily sweeping across a large area of ​​the Ursus military camp, directly setting it on fire.

As for those who wanted to surround and kill Surtel in panic, they were all burned into fire or cut in half by a swing of her sword.

The others also displayed their prowess. Skadi's exaggerated, body-spinning sword swings, sweeping and slashing, reduced all nearby enemies to pulp. A force capable of shaking mountains erupted at this moment, and Skadi was now like Superman, unstoppable.

The most terrifying of all was the Ghost Shark. Not only did she possess a similar strength and powerful attacks to Skadi, but her chainsaw weapon, like a meat grinder, was terrifying in itself. When the Ghost Shark struck an enemy, the sound of the chainsaw churning through bone and flesh was terrifying enough to send shivers down one's spine. By now, no one dared approach the Ghost Shark. Instead, she chased and hacked at the fleeing enemies with her chainsaw, letting out a maniacal laugh.

Elquet, however, seemed to realize that his bare hands were inefficient in tearing apart the Ursus soldiers. Especially after comparing them to the performance of others, Elquet not only felt that using claws and fists to deal with his opponents was too slow, but even felt it was too monotonous. Even Albion, soaring through the sky and spewing fire, was more pleasing to the eye than his own.

"I got it!" Suddenly, Elquet recalled that when he was fighting with Wang Chong, Wang Chong had used his blood to transform into his weapon to fight.

After all, I am a true ancestor. Even if I can't use magic, can I forget my old skill of manipulating blood?

With her mind clear, Elquet's next moves were quite terrifying. After piercing an enemy, she would directly draw out all of the opponent's blood. Sometimes, the blood would turn into blood swords and pierce through the enemies around her; sometimes, the blood would turn into blood needles and directly pierce into the gaps in the armor of the Ursus soldiers. Then, the blood would flow throughout the body, and when it reached the heart, brain and other organs, it would immediately cause a blood explosion, directly blowing these organs to pieces.

Only Jin Dong could kill people with pure skill, which was much slower than the others. But fortunately, because she was guiding the way, everyone had to move forward around Jin Dong.

"It's much easier than I thought. These soldiers are nothing like the Black Mist soldiers during training. They are not affected by fear or panic at all, and they always encircle and suppress us in the most efficient way." Honeysuckle couldn't help but think of this.

"Everyone, we are almost at the central camp. The next enemy is the real deal. They will not be as vulnerable as the soldiers we encountered on the periphery. We must make a quick decision in this process and never give those commanders a chance to react. We must kill them all before they gather more than 10,000 soldiers in the camp to encircle and suppress us!" Wang Chong said.

"Albion, help us locate those soldiers whose attire is distinct from the rest of the soldiers! Especially those who boss others around, find them all!" Wang Chong used black mist to convey his command to Albion, who was soaring overhead with his wings spread. Upon hearing this, Albion immediately increased its altitude, dodging incoming crossbow bolts while checking the positions of those soldiers according to Wang Chong's instructions.

Soon, Albion spotted Ulrich, amidst the tightly packed army formations ahead. He was constantly relaying orders to the messengers, directing the soldiers within the camp to assemble towards the center. Ulrich's commanding behavior, along with the heavy armor of a general, which distinguished him from the other soldiers, instantly identified him as Albion's target.