Two Worlds: Snickers Bars for Cow Maids

Lizardmen soldiers were rampant in the streets, some were robbing property from human residents, gold coins and jewelry gleamed coldly in the sun; others were dragging screaming women to corners, tearing off their clothes, doing indecent things, the air was filled with cries and rough laughter.

Celia walked in front, her armor making crisp clinking sounds with each step.

The mask under her helmet still concealed her expression, but she walked with a firm step, as if she was already accustomed to everything around her and had no intention of stopping.

Two tall lizardmen guards stood at the door, their scales gleaming with a faint green sheen in the sunlight. Seeing Celia approaching, they bowed their heads respectfully and followed her, their massive bodies dragging heavy footsteps on the ground.

Zhang Luan followed Celia, his brows furrowed as he glanced at the scene on the street.

The mood that had just been immersed in the gentle land was now somewhat cooled by the chaos before his eyes. He pursed his lips and observed everything in silence.

"Did the woman just now enjoy it?" Celia suddenly spoke, her voice coming from under the helmet, with a hint of inexplicable meaning in her coldness.

Zhang Luan was stunned and turned

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He turned his head to look at her, "Why do you suddenly care about this kind of thing?"

He paused, his gaze returning to the street, and continued, "I think you should be concerned about military discipline. Such widespread destruction will not be beneficial to future management."

Celia paused and turned to face him. Her gaze from beneath her helmet seemed to glance at him, but her tone remained cold and stern. "Management? That's someone else's job. My job is to conquer cities and territories. Even if you win big, if you don't make the people below feel comfortable, who will still work for you?"

These words were straightforward and realistic, revealing a coldness honed on the battlefield.

Zhang Luan looked at her, then looked at the lizardmen soldiers who were still wreaking havoc on the streets, his brows furrowed even deeper.

He did not refute immediately, but just followed her silently, but a complicated emotion was rising in his heart.

The chaos in the street continued, with screams, cries and the laughter of soldiers intertwined, but Celia had already taken a step and continued to move forward, as if all this was just normal after victory.

"that……"

Zhang Luan finally couldn't help but stop and said to Celia, "I forgot something. You go first."

"Forgot something?"

Celia stopped and looked at him meaningfully through the mask under her helmet.

The figure wrapped in armor paused slightly, as if she knew what he was going to do, but she didn't say it out loud. She just nodded, turned around and continued walking.

Two tall lizardman guards followed closely behind him and gradually disappeared in the smoke and dust at the end of the street.

After Celia's figure completely walked away, Zhang Luan's gaze fell on the wanton lizardmen soldiers on the street again.

His brow furrowed, his eyes icy. He took a deep breath, suddenly raised his voice, and shouted sternly, "I am Earl Zhang Luan. I order you to stop this behavior immediately and assemble at the city gate!"

His voice was loud and commanding, echoing through the chaotic streets.

The lizardmen soldiers who were looting property and bullying the residents heard the shout, paused, and turned to look at him.

When their eyes fell on the medal on Zhang Luan's chest that was shining with a faint green light - that was the symbol of the earldom and nobility of the Lizard Kingdom - these soldiers paused, but there was no awe on their faces, instead there was a look of ridicule.

"You are just a human being, are you worthy to be our earl?"

"Do you have sharp teeth and a handsome face like us?"

"Tsk, a mere human wants to climb to the top of our lizard people's city!"

The lizardmen laughed as they spoke.

A lizardman soldier still grabbed a woman's arm and continued to tear her clothes, shouting, "You have no right to meddle in matters that even the Duke doesn't care about?"

The surrounding Lizardmen soldiers echoed their sentiments, and the chaos on the streets showed no signs of stopping.

Zhang Luan's eyes turned cold instantly.

He didn't say anything else, but slowly raised his left hand and waved it gently.

In an instant, a chill surged from the ground, accompanied by a low roar, and a huge ice spike suddenly broke out of the ground under the feet of the lizardman soldier who was mocking him.

The ice spike was extremely sharp and pierced through his chest at lightning speed. Blood spurted out, staining the surrounding ground red.

The soldier didn't even have time to scream before his body hung stiffly on the ice spikes, completely dead.

The laughter on the street stopped abruptly, and all the lizardmen soldiers were stunned, staring at Zhang Luan in horror.

He slowly lowered his hand, his voice as cold as the winter wind: "This is treason and disrespect to the nobles, punishable by death."

These brief words struck like a heavy hammer, carrying with them an unquestionable majesty.

The remaining lizardmen soldiers finally felt a biting chill. They looked at each other, dropped their belongings and victims, and lowered their heads, reluctantly but having to move towards the city gate.

No one dared to provoke anymore, for fear of becoming the next target pierced by the ice spikes.

"Thank you, thank you, sir!" The surviving human residents expressed their gratitude to Zhang Luan.

Several women, holding their children, nodded to him tremblingly, while some men murmured words of gratitude.

However, some people were so frightened that they didn't say a word. They lowered their heads and ran back to the ruined houses and hid.

After a while, someone cautiously leaned out of the window and secretly looked at the human who saved everyone.

Zhang Luan stood in the middle of the street, his eyes sweeping over the frightened crowd, and suddenly a bold idea arose in his mind.

The Lizardman's brutality and wanton trampling of human life may be his opportunity to rise.

As long as the people are filled with resentment and anger, all it takes is a fuse to make them submit to him.

He could take advantage of the Lizardmen's brutality and the locals' hatred of them to easily reclaim the lands of the Human Empire.

Then, relying on modern weapons and equipment, they can compete with the Lizardman Empire and even replace it!

In an instant, Zhang Luan's ambition grew like wildfire.

From a small lord who only wanted to occupy two or three cities, he began to fantasize about becoming the king of dozens of large cities in the entire human empire.

He narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and began to outline a blueprint for the future in his mind.

Afterwards, Zhang Luan suppressed his smile and ambition, left the dilapidated city, and soon caught up with Celia.

Celia's mount is a huge dinosaur, taller than other velociraptors. It is covered in heavy armor, and its scales reflect a cold light in the sunlight.

Every step it took caused the ground to tremble slightly, and its sharp claws left deep marks on the ground.

In comparison, the horse under Zhang Luan seemed much inferior. Although it was agile, it was far less powerful than the giant beast.

Celia lowered her head and tilted her face to the side, the mask under her helmet still covering her expression. Her voice came from the armor, and it was impossible to tell whether she was happy or angry: "You finally intervened?"

Zhang Luan met her gaze, his tone calm but firm, "Yes, I'm helping you overthrow the human empire, not destroy this place. And it's time for the army to depart."

He turned his head to look into the distance. The scattered Lizardmen soldiers who were gathering at the city gate had begun to line up under the shock just now. Although their movements were still a little slow, order had already begun to emerge.

Celia was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something, then she hummed softly and said nothing more.

Soon, we arrived at the dock, where the air was filled with the smell of burnt wood and sea water.

This place had long been completely taken over by the Lizardmen. Only two or three warships were still burning at the dock, with thick smoke rising into the sky, which had not yet been extinguished.

That was the last effort of the human guards, who, realizing that the situation was hopeless, hastily set fire to the boats in an attempt to stop the Lizardmen from going upstream.

However, their efforts were ultimately too late. Most of the warships and merchant ships were well preserved and quietly anchored on the water, like giant beasts waiting to be dispatched by their masters.

The dock was already a busy scene.

The lizardmen soldiers boarded the warship in an orderly manner. The velociraptors were driven into the cabin by their trainers waving whips. These ferocious beasts growled and scratched the wooden boards with their claws, but finally squeezed into the narrow space reluctantly.

The fleet was huge, with dozens of warships connected together, masts like a forest, and sails fluttering slightly in the breeze, ready to set sail at any time.

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The fleet traveled day and night, going upstream along the river. The water was rough and the sails rustled in the wind.

At dusk the next day, the human royal city finally came into view.

The towering walls of the royal city sparkled in the setting sun, flags fluttered on the city walls, and the city was heavily guarded, apparently having received the news in advance.

The city walls were filled with fully armed soldiers, archers with drawn bows, catapults and crossbows.

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The guns are neatly arranged, ready to fire.

The watchtowers on the riverbank were brightly lit. Although there were not many human warships, they were lined up on the water, trying to block the approach of the Lizardman fleet.

The royal city's defenses were strong, and it was obvious that they were prepared for battle.

Celia stood at the bow of the main warship, her cloak rustling in the wind like a battle flag fluttering in the twilight.

The figure under the helmet was as tall and straight as a pine tree, and the whole person exuded the heroic aura of a Valkyrie.

Her armored dinosaur stood nearby, growling and looking down at the riverbank, its scales gleaming in the firelight.

Zhang Luan stood beside her, his eyes sweeping across the strict defenses of the humans in front of the royal city in the distance, his mind churning with thoughts.

"Count Zhang Luan, what do you think of the current situation?" Celia suddenly spoke, with a hint of charm in her voice, completely different from her usual coldness.

She turned her head, and her gaze from under the helmet seemed to fall on Zhang Luan, with a hint of amusement in her tone.

Zhang Luan was stunned for a moment, then spread his hands and said frankly: "I don't know how to fight!"

Celia chuckled, her voice becoming softer and softer: "It's okay, just think of it as a casual remark!" Her attitude made Zhang Luan a little confused.

In the past two days, she had almost ignored him and was as cold as ice, but today for some reason she was in a very good mood, and even her words had a hint of seduction.

Zhang Luan paused, thought for a moment, and then said, "I think the army is exhausted after going all the way upstream. We should set up camp on the shore. The enemy is already prepared anyway, so we still have time to attack after we gain a foothold!"

He spoke in a steady tone, trying to sound like he was analyzing something carefully rather than just talking nonsense.

Celia nodded, a glint of admiration flashing in her eyes. "Well, not bad. Better than most of my brainless generals. Not a reckless man who just rushes in blindly!"

There was a hint of approval in her words, and she clearly thought highly of Zhang Luan's judgment.

Zhang Luan quickly waved his hands and took the opportunity to flatter Celia, saying, "That's just my guess. In terms of war experience, I can't compare with Your Excellency the Duke! How to fight specifically depends on Your Excellency the Duke!" His tone was humble as he hurriedly flattered Celia.

"If I were a human, maybe I would make the same choice as you!" Celia said softly while standing at the bow, staring ahead, as if she was talking to herself, or as if she was talking to Zhang Luan, with a hint of complicated emotions.

Zhang Luan was slightly stunned when he heard this, then spread his hands and asked in disbelief, "So what's the difference between lizardmen and humans?"

Celia turned around, her eyes swept over him from under the helmet, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile.

There was a hint of mystery in her voice as she whispered, "You'll know soon!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she stretched out her fair but cold little hand, gently placed it on Zhang Luan's shoulder and patted it.

The touch felt like frost brushing past, causing Zhang Luan to shrink his shoulders slightly.

She withdrew her hand, turned and walked towards the main seat, her cloak fluttering in the wind, looking awe-inspiring.

"Beep!" As she returned to the main seat, a low and rapid horn sounded on the warship, like some kind of signal, instantly breaking the brief calm.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of Lizardmen soldiers jumped up and plunged into the river, splashing water everywhere. Their figures quickly sank into the water, leaving only ripples.

At the same time, the warship did not stop, but continued to accelerate and rushed towards the defense position of the human royal city. The hull cut through the water, stirring up layers of white waves.

Zhang Luan stood in place, following the lizardmen diving into the water, feeling a little uneasy.

At this time, Aisilia quickly walked behind Zhang Luan, her golden ponytail swaying slightly with her steps, and her little face was full of solemnity.

She whispered a warning, "These lizardmen can dive! Master, we must be careful and be prepared to abandon the ship and go ashore!"

Zhang Luan turned to look at her, frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Aisilia took a deep breath and calmly analyzed, "The Empire has always had strict defenses on its waterways. It's definitely not as simple as these few warships appear to be. There are also huge wooden spikes underwater, perhaps even iron chains and hidden stakes, used to pierce the bottoms of enemy ships. Lizardmen can swim and dive, holding their breath underwater for at least an hour, and are as nimble as fish. But we can't. If our ship is destroyed, we will be in a passive position and must get ashore early to save our lives!"

Her words were clear and her eyes occasionally swept towards the river, as if she was estimating the distance and time.

"So that's how it is!" Zhang Luan nodded, a flicker of understanding in his eyes. He quickly walked over to Celia and said firmly, "I'll lead my men ashore first and support you from the side!"

This proposal seems to be for the sake of the overall situation, but in fact it is an attempt to avoid the upcoming water war.

Celia slowly turned her head, her expression unclear beneath the helmet, but her voice held a hint of sarcasm. "Whatever you say! If you still don't join the battle, you won't get a share of the spoils in the city!"

She seemed to see through Zhang Luan's thoughts, but did not stop him.

Seeing Zhang Luan was about to say something, she suddenly added, "Oh, by the way, everything in the dungeon is yours. This is our agreement. Don't worry, I won't break my promise." She paused, her tone tinged with contempt, "My soldiers wouldn't be interested in a stinking dungeon either!"

Zhang Luan nodded silently, without saying anything more, turned around and took Aisilia back to his warship.

The dog-eared soldiers on the boat were fully armed and ready to go. Their ears twitched slightly as they watched the movements around them vigilantly, waiting for Zhang Luan's orders.

"Pull the boat aside, we'll go ashore here!" Zhang Luan ordered in a deep voice.

He stood at the bow, his eyes scanning the river bank, looking for a suitable landing point.