My Misfortune Crushed Instances

Dong, dong.

A strong Demon Race warrior fell to the ground with a heavy thud. The assassins of the Redfield family had always been skilled in assassination.

The dead demon was a local belonging to the clan guarding the upper entrance of the Ghost Wind Path. They weren’t just ragtag bandits from the camps below the mountain but were part of the central Hou clan, patrolling here under orders from their clan chief, ready to report any intruders attempting to ascend the mountain.

Unfortunately for them, they encountered formidable characters and became souls under the blade.

"No people from the Western Country."

The speaking assassin was named Rossi. As a family assassin summoned randomly into the Secret Realm battlefield, his most important task was to protect Kawina.

"Hmm, seems like they think the highlands are hard to invade, so they must have moved people to the base of the mountain," replied an assassin named Vince.

"What do you think?" Rossi asked out of the blue.

"What?"

"The young man, Miss listens to him completely."

Rossi stated, "We could part ways or leave without a word. The people from Dragon Country aren’t our superiors; following him here could waste time and be more dangerous."

Vince hesitated: "....Uh.... But even the boss wouldn’t easily oppose the Dragon Country’s requests."

"You’re right; the boss wouldn’t object to Dragon Country’s decisions, but that young man can’t represent Dragon Country."

Rossi wasn’t complaining; he just didn’t want to linger too long here and risk Kawina’s safety. "If his superior were here, they might not even agree with his ideas."

At this point, Vince said, "No, I’ve figured it out. This is the territory of the Western Kingdom, right?"

"Of course."

"Why do you think a Dragon Country person would appear here?"

"Uh...he couldn’t break through, got trapped." Rossi answered stiffly.

"Do you think he looks trapped?"

Vince sneered, "You’ve realized it, haven’t you? He’s clearly been tasked to come here and find something."

Rossi finally understood: "Being assigned to a hostile area on a mission must mean he’s a capable guy. I can’t believe I didn’t think of that earlier."

Vince patted his shoulder: "Now that you understand, assist him quickly in completing the mission. He surely has a way to break through the Western Kingdom’s encirclement. Once we find Dragon Country’s main force, we’ll be safe."

The two returned from the "crime scene" to the front of the team, seeing Kawina chatting incessantly with Li Rui again.

"That’s how it is, so now my profession is a pirate. I have an Epic Level skill called Savage Fire, used to enhance my musket. The effect is....."

Both assassins were sweating profusely.

Is she really revealing her trump card so willingly?!

Li Rui gave a bitter smile and nodded at the two who had just returned: "Resolved?"

"Yes, all targets have been confirmed dead, no hidden sentries or scouts,"

Rossi said, "But we must act quickly. Since we don’t know the shift change time, there’s no telling when they might notice. If you want to attack that clan, it’s best to do so soon."

Li Rui gave a thumbs up: "Professional."

He called out to Ju Ye: "Let’s go, guide us to the territory of the Hou Clan, we’re going to launch a surprise attack."

The group of ghostly soldiers immediately ceased all actions, reaching into the void to summon their Ghost Spirit steeds and mounted.

In life, they were known as the Divine Power Cavalry, the heavy armored cavalry of the strength-revering Royal Court elites, whose powerful charges were infamous for breaking formations, capable of a thousand-mile raid without hesitation.

Li Rui jumped onto the shoulder of the giant, Kawina insisted on squeezing with him, but after some tugging, she was sent off to the other shoulder, with the two assassins huddling in a basket.

The giant led the way with nearly a hundred riders, Ju Ye alongside him acting as a guide.

With a local showing the way, the march went smoothly. Before long, they could see a sizable campsite in the distance.

"Stop."

Li Rui called out, and the team stopped immediately.

The discipline of these undead cavalry was strong, and they also respected Li Rui greatly, for it was thanks to his help that they could now move under the sunlight.

Because of this, Li Rui’s orders were second only to Ju Ye, who also faintly heeded his words, having made no objections so far at least.

That’s naturally because their core demands didn’t conflict. If at this moment Li Rui said they were to halt their revenge, diverging paths would likely ensue.

Once the group halted, Li Rui stood on the giant’s shoulder, using a spyglass to observe the territory of the Hou Clan.

They were still at the end of Wolf Fang Cliff’s steep hill, but from here they could see some fields and houses already.

The Highland Royal Court was not a nomadic people; they needed to farm their land, almost all having fixed territories.

Beyond the fields and those windmills was a town-like settlement, with many buildings of a different style from those below the highlands, most being short and slender.

"It seems pretty empty, see for yourself."

Li Rui handed the glass to Ju Ye, who after a while said, "Yeah, not many warriors. The main force has already set out, those left are the clan’s laborers engaged in production."

As expected, you need a local to analyze it properly.

"With those defenses, can you charge down?"

"Yes."

Ju Ye replied with a grim smile, clearly having anticipated this for a long time.

Li Rui said, "Then you lead the way, but remember not to massacre everyone; we need more information."

"Understood!"

Ju Ye agreed and then turned to lead nearly a hundred armored riders.

Li Rui and others watched from afar.

Rossi asked, "Li, shouldn’t we go and help?"

"Let’s see their performance."

Li Rui replied as if not directly answering the question.

Ju Ye’s troops were extremely elite, taking only a short time to mount up and form rank, then launching a silent charge with a shout.

No longer living demons, they were now fierce ghosts, their charging momentum carrying a surge of overwhelming ghostly presence, a chilling breeze sweeping up from the hillside.

The hooves of the Ghost Spirit steeds spewed out ghostly blue Nether Fire, merging into a burning army of the undead.

The Hou Clan, which had been producing supplies for war, became panic-stricken, dropping everything and fleeing to their homes in a hurry.

However, Ju Ye’s target was not civilians; the Divine Power Cavalry charged straight toward the Hou Clan’s camp, accelerating sharply near the earthen gate.

Ju Ye had taught Li Rui the sharp cavalry charge maneuver, so he could naturally execute it himself.

The whole team surged forward like an unstoppable black spear aimed straight at the heart of the enemy clan.

Boom!!

High walls toppled, gates shattered.

The power of their charge was even stronger than Li Rui imagined.

Though none of the undead could beat him in a duel, the force of their combined charge was not to be underestimated.

Li Rui felt that if he were at the front facing such an impact, he probably couldn’t confront it head-on; there was a sense that even the Great Fire Bell Spell might be scattered by them.