Farming with Entries: From Lord to Emperor

Boom!

A deafening explosion erupted as the flame-wrapped Dragonbone Arrow slammed into the golden shield!

The arrow shattered instantly, and the golden shield exploded suddenly!

Golden-red intertwined lights blossomed in the courtyard like a massive firework, with a powerful impact that sent everyone around flying!

Even Gang Le wasn't spared!

Though the scene looked grand, it was merely the energy of two basic spells, not very harmful, just disorienting.

Gang Le, the top knight, was the first to react. He flipped up, grabbed the shield that had fallen nearby, and timely blocked Luo De's fifth Dragonbone Arrow!

The arrow thudded into the shield, producing a dull impact sound!

Gang Le's arm went numb from the shock, and his tiger's mouth ached faintly!

Damn creature!

What kind of inexperienced young lord is this?

That last arrow almost cost me my life again!

Gang Le gritted his teeth, casually snatching a spell scroll from his waist and tearing it apart!

A thick black mist surged forth instantly!

The black mist spread rapidly across the courtyard like a living creature, devouring all light!

Even the blazing flame of the wooden house couldn't illuminate the mist!

"It's the Fog Spell, specifically used to obscure vision!"

Vivian immediately reported, "Wizards' apprentices often use this spell to cover for army advances!"

The Fog Spell had no harm, but its effect covered a large area, with a diameter of up to thirty meters!

"Everyone retreat immediately, exit the range of the black mist!"

Luo De, hearing Vivian's information, instantly commanded loudly, "All archers, fire freely into the black mist!"

At his words, bowstrings twanged instantly, and Armor-Piercing Arrows rained down into the mist without hesitation!

Following that, a sharp whistle came from Luo De's mouth, accompanying the rhythmic flapping of wings in the sky!

"Frost! Thunder!"

Luo De shouted sharply, his voice carrying undeniable authority,

"Target the black mist!"

"Saturate it with breath attacks!"

As the command rang out, the originally pitch-black sky suddenly lit up.

One red, one blue-white, two dazzling lights flashed above the black mist!

The lights grew increasingly bright, then transformed into two conical beams descending from the sky!

"Whoosh!"

Like ancient gods' beams of judgment, they poured down, tearing apart the dark curtain, sweeping through the black mist!

"Ah!"

Agonizing screams blasted out from the mist!

The cries were filled with pain and despair, sending shivers down everyone's spine.

Luo De squinted, faintly seeing a few figures ignited by flames desperately twisting and writhing in the mist!

Their bodies resembled burning torches, notably vivid in the dense black mist!

They frantically slapped at the flames on their bodies, but the fire only grew stronger!

Notably, dragon breath isn't just a simple gust of cold air or flame.

Essentially, it's an energy-laden liquid; even if Thunder's breath lands on a rock, it burns for a while, and steel can melt.

When this liquid lands on bodies, it resembles pouring gasoline and igniting it.

The flame clings tenaciously to the skin, seeping into the armor's seams, devouring flesh.

Frost breath is equally terrifying.

It spews extremely cold liquid, freezing rapidly and continually icing the target.

The frozen areas solidify blood, completely numbing limbs.

So even if these high-ranking knights wear expensive Enchanted Armor, they cannot resist the dragon breath's erosion.

"Even if it destroys your equipment, I can't let you escape back."

Luo De gazed at the struggling silhouettes in the mist, his eyes coldly sharp.

Frost and Thunder are Luo De's trump cards, not used lightly unless necessary.

If the dragons used their breath at the start, these people might have blocked it with magic items, preventing Luo De from stopping their escape later.

Actually, Luo De harbored a bit of selfishness—if no survivors remain, he could at least strip some equipment from these high-ranking knights.

But now it's different.

They have used so many extraordinary items, the golden light on the top knights has been broken, there shouldn't be many defensive measures left.

More importantly, we absolutely cannot let them escape under the cover of the black mist.

It's a pity that under the dragon's breath, these enchanted equipment basically can't "survive".

If they're not burned to scrap iron, they're frozen to pieces.

Frost and thunder flew two rounds above the black mist, and after the mist dispersed, the land inside was interwoven with red and white.

Like a giant used a brush to paint four wide stripes on the ground.

Where the flame passed, the soil was charred black and was still emitting green smoke.

Where frost passed, the ground was covered with a thick layer of frost, glowing with a ghostly blue light.

At the edge of the black mist opposite, several bodies lay horizontally on the ground, some charred black, others covered in bluish-white frost.

Luo De counted, a total of six bodies, exactly matching the number that escaped the sea of fire.

"Check carefully to see if there's any survivor." Luo De held the dragonbone longbow, gazing ahead.

"Yes, Baron!"

Durant stepped forward first, on the other side Gang Le and Chris and the others also stepped in.

The ground still held the residual warmth of the dragon's breath, part of the soil was hot, the other part carried the foot-freezing chill.

"Bang!"

Just as a few people walked in, two shields were kicked away, a full-faced icy Wagery slowly climbed up from the ground, slowly raised a sword pointing at Luo De.

Luo De was somewhat surprised to see this disgraced middle-aged man, couldn't help but marvel at the strength of a top knight.

However, as soon as this thought flashed in his mind, Wagery fell to his knees with a thud.

He propped himself up with difficulty using the sword, barely preventing his body from falling.

Durant and others quickly stepped forward, took Wagery's longsword away.

After checking every part of him, leaving nothing unexamined, dragged him in front of Luo De.

Luo De looked at the weakly breathing Wagery, knowing that this time he couldn't ask anything out of him.

Thinking for a moment, he said, "Thank you for bringing all the elite of the Cold Blade Clan."

A high-ranking knight not only signifies power, but also military leadership.

Just like Durant and Chris, at least commanders of several legion squads.

Now these commanders are lying on the ground.

"You..."

Wagery didn't expect Luo De would speak words to mock him, slowly raised his head with a very weak breath,

"Baron Rod, the Cold Blade Clan is not as simple as you think..."

"Well, thank you for the reminder, I will deal with it cautiously."

Luo De nodded seriously, instructed Durant, "Take him down for treatment, don't let him die."

"I want him to see us take down the Cold Blade Clan with his own eyes."

"No problem, Baron!"

Durant nodded slightly, immediately called over the army's medic to tend to Wagery's injuries.

Chris then ran over to report, the other high-ranking knights had no breath left, completely lost their lives.

Luo De asked Chris to strip away all the items from these people, even if they were destroyed by the dragon's breath, collect them all.

As for their bodies, find a suitable nearby place to bury them.

After all, in life they had some strength, don't let wild dogs and wolves desecrate them.

After arranging all this, Luo De turned back and waved at a corner of the fence.

A timid skinny rat slowly stood up, cautiously walked to Luo De's side,

"Honorable Baron, what are your orders..."

Having witnessed the frost and thunder breath, the skinny rat now dared not look directly at Luo De.

The battle just now had gone beyond the skinny rat's understanding, even the bards in the tavern wouldn't dare boast so much.

"Since we're already collaborating, why don't you help me with one more thing?"

Luo De looked at the hunched skinny rat, said, "Before the news gets out, help me take down the frontier city."

"This, this is impossible, Baron..."

The skinny rat looked pained, explained, "The gate is guarded by the Cold Blade Clan's most elite troops, and there are two portcullises at the gate."

"Even if we help you take down the inner gate, the outer gate is very hard to open..."

"I know."

Luo De nodded slightly, after thinking for a moment said, "I will handle the outer gate, I just need you to open the inner gate and lower the drawbridge."