Chapter 415: Complete Annihilation

This battle came suddenly and ended just as suddenly, its brevity unbelievable. Even those who had planned everything, including Rod and his group, could not believe it had ended so quickly and that they had won so easily.

Looking at the defiant yet now subdued officer across from them, along with Eirwen’s face full of disbelief, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The surrendered soldiers were being taken away one after another, and the intense fighting gradually subsided. In this battle, the Wolf Clan’s army of sixty thousand had fully demonstrated their terrifying combat strength. Truly the most formidable race—none of them died, with only a few sustaining minor injuries. As for the opposition forces, they lost only a few soldiers and over a hundred were injured. The cost was far less than they had expected. In contrast, the destruction of the pro-war faction’s army of thirty thousand was undoubtedly a huge loss.

Thirty thousand out of a hundred thousand soldiers had been lost, leaving seventy thousand. This drastically narrowed the distance between the two sides. With the support of the Wolf Clan’s army, the pro-war faction found themselves at a disadvantage without even realizing it.

“It’s impossible! How could this happen? How can we lose? Didn’t the Third Prince say we would definitely win? Didn’t he say Dark Moon City would be handed over to me? What’s going on? This isn’t real, is it? Tell me quickly!” Beside the officer, Eirwen, pale and incredulous, shouted at everyone around her.

At this moment, she finally realized the severity of the situation. She understood that her ambition had been completely extinguished, and what awaited her was a terrifying, unbearable outcome.

“We lost… we lost!” The officer also stared blankly, muttering to himself. He remembered how confidently he had sworn loyalty to the Third Prince before coming here. But in the blink of an eye, he had failed. Thirty thousand soldiers—entirely destroyed in one fell swoop. Half of the pro-war faction’s strength was gone. What expression and thoughts would the Third Prince have if he heard this news?

“Tell me, why?” With a deathly expression, the officer asked Rod, who stood before him with an indifferent gaze.

Even at this point, he couldn’t understand what had happened. Their well-planned, flawless strategy had been seen through—someone must have hidden soldiers and personnel here long ago. No wonder the enemy had been so bold when they saw their army earlier.

What surprised him even more was the rebellion of the Wolf Clan—three highly influential elders suddenly turned against them, and the eldest elder was killed abruptly. Everything unfolded like a roller coaster, making it seem like a dream, unreal. Now, perhaps only Rod could give him answers.

“The Wolf Clan has never been your ally! That’s what they just said! As for those three elders, to be precise, they might never have been part of your pro-war faction at all!” Rod replied calmly to the officer’s confusion, then waved his hand. Several fierce soldiers rushed forward to capture the defeated general.

“Get away!” With a burst of strength, he sent the soldiers who tried to hold him flying apart.

The officer stood up, looking despondent. “Hahaha…” After laughing wildly, he became utterly disappointed. “So that’s how it is. No wonder. It seems you already knew about what was happening in the city. Eirwen’s plan seemed hidden, but you must have discovered it long ago, right? Hahaha… All our preparations were in vain. We never expected everything to fall into your trap. Just wait for us to fall into it too. Now everything has come true—you’ve won!”

“Heaven has forsaken our pro-war faction, Third Prince. I am ashamed before you!” The officer’s eyes were red as he looked up at the dark night sky, shouting wildly with tears in his eyes.

The next moment, he raised his hand, gathered his combat energy, and struck his own forehead with lightning speed.

Amidst gasps of shock, a muffled sound was heard, followed by splashing blood. Then, his upright body collapsed backward, his eyes gradually dimming before he fell to the ground lifeless.

“General!” Seeing the officer commit suicide, the soldiers who hadn’t been taken away screamed heartbreakingly. The next moment, something unexpected happened.

Hundreds of soldiers suddenly stood up and made a shocking decision—to commit suicide all together. After being defeated, they chose to leave this world with a smile rather than survive in humiliation.

The atmosphere became especially gloomy at this moment; everyone’s heart felt as if it were being squeezed by something. Battle was truly cruel. Many felt admiration for the soldiers of the pro-war faction, praising their spirit of facing death unflinchingly. With such soldiers, it was no wonder they could grow strong and stand alongside the four great families that had existed for tens of thousands of years. With such officers, it was no wonder they could lead such brave and invincible soldiers.

If their schemes were not uncovered this time, relying on these people, Dark Moon City might truly be doomed.

All these sudden changes left Rod sighing deeply. He took a deep breath and looked up at the somewhat dazed soldiers, saying, “Bury these people properly. Take the rest away and keep them under strict guard!”

They really didn’t have much time left. Rod had to deal with matters here as quickly as possible and then head to the city walls ahead to prepare for the battle outside.

“Let me go! All of you, let me go!” Wild screams echoed as Eirwen and the old man beside her repelled the soldiers trying to take them away. Glaring fiercely at Rod and Aida, Eirwen’s eyes were filled with both disappointment and anger.

“You already knew? How could you possibly know my plan? It’s impossible! How could you know? It’s all because of you! It’s all your fault! If not for you, Dark Moon City would already belong to me, and you would all be prisoners! Why did you disrupt my plan? Why are you always against me? Rod, what did Aida give you? Why did you help her like that? What she can give you, I can give you too—even more. Just as I told you that time, I can give myself to you, give you the entire Dark Moon City. We can share it together. Why do you reject me? Why are you against me?” Eirwen staggered forward a few steps, approaching Rod, shouting wildly, her words somewhat incoherent. Her eyes were filled with tears of grievance. She knew what kind of situation awaited her next.

Eirwen’s words surprised those present as well. They hadn’t expected her to remain so stubborn even at this point. In fact, they didn’t even know she had once offered Rod such conditions. Their looks toward Rod became somewhat strange, especially Sognar’s, whose gaze was full of mockery.

With a sigh, Rod glanced at Eirwen, a hint of pity in his eyes. Having come this far, couldn’t Eirwen see the truth anymore? Corrupted by greed, she had allowed immediate gains to cloud her judgment. Even now, she still didn’t realize the outcome had already been decided, nor did she understand her own mistakes. She still didn’t grasp the warlike faction’s sinister ambitions—did she really think Dark Moon City could fall into her hands? It was nothing but delusion. The moment Dark Moon City fell, it would be her death moment. Couldn’t she see that? Or was she simply too deeply involved?

“It’s not too late. If you help me now, I’ll give myself to you, and I’ll give you the entire Dark Moon City. We can share it together. There are still 70,000 troops with the war faction outside. With your help, taking Dark Moon City won’t be a problem. What do you say?” Eirwen pleaded, moving closer to Rod.

“Take her away!” Taking a deep breath, Rod didn’t want to say anything more to such an Eirwen. It was better not to see her. Only Ada, standing behind, was pitiable. Seeing her sister in this state, her eyes had already reddened, and tears streamed down uncontrollably. Since when had Eirwen become so obsessed?

Unbeknownst to her, people may not intend to harm tigers, but tigers can still have intentions to devour humans. Ada didn’t want to hurt her sister, but what about Eirwen? Did she even see her sister as such?

“Let me go! All of you, let me go!” Eirwen struggled desperately, but in vain. With Rod’s help, her only trump card—that old man—had already been subdued. With her holy-level strength, Eirwen had no chance to resist and was quickly taken away.

Soon, with the help of the 6,000 wolves, everything returned to calm. Rod let out a long sigh. Looking at the disappointed Ada beside him, he felt some pity. With another sigh, he said, “Alright, let’s go. Forward! The final battle is about to begin!”

The atmosphere was somewhat gloomy. Everyone nodded and counted their soldiers. This time, they brought 2,000, plus 1,000 who were lying in ambush here—3,000 in total. With few losses, it could be considered a huge victory. 3,000 against 30,000—a miraculous victory. Yet, no one cheered or celebrated. The atmosphere made them feel oppressed.

They quickly headed toward the city walls. At that moment, fierce battles were still underway outside the three sides of the walls.

“Why hasn’t it started inside the city yet!” Outside the city, behind the main army of the war faction, Gu Jian, who was in charge of overall operations, frowned. Checking the time, the signal had been sent for some time already. With Eirwen’s full cooperation from the West Gate, there shouldn’t be any delays. According to the prior agreement, they should have started attacking the North Gate from within by now, and the city should be in chaos. But so far, nothing amiss seemed to be happening—the North Gate remained firmly intact, and the city continued to maintain a strict defense, giving them no opportunity to exploit. What was going on? A sense of unease crept into his heart. Had something gone wrong? Gu Jian’s brows furrowed slightly as he narrowed his eyes, feeling a discomfort in his chest.