"Hmph! Foolish!"
Bennett scoffed dismissively, believing victory was inevitable.
There may be craftsmen in Weeping Willow Town who know how to build walls, but there is absolutely no one who knows how to defend against Blood Corpse siege.
The methods they used were still those that were only effective against enemies of humanity.
For humans who launch swarm attacks, flammable grease is indeed the best choice to inflict casualties and break the morale of the enemy army.
However, for monsters like Blood Corpse that cannot feel pain and only crave flesh, being engulfed in flames will not deter them; on the contrary, they will fight even more fiercely than before.
Even an ordinary wooden stick, once ignited, will instill fear in most people.
The Blood Corpse, engulfed in flames, can inflict scratches, burns, and poisoning simultaneously. Even if the Blood Corpse don't actively seek water to extinguish the fire, the enemy will surely be completely defeated before they burn out.
With this in mind, Bennett felt that it was only a matter of time before Weeping Willow Town was captured.
However, the next moment, he saw a Blood Corpse fly down from the low city wall in an arc, hitting two Blood Corpse Blood Corpse behind it and transferring the flames to them.
Unable to feel pain, the Blood Corpse completely ignored the burning grease smeared on their bodies and simply followed the main force, continuing their charge towards the city walls under the Earl's command.
Upon witnessing this scene, Bennett instinctively sensed something was amiss.
Logically speaking, Blood Corpse engulfed in flames climbing the city wall would only spread the fire, and the humans would certainly avoid it like the plague. Even if a few could withstand the attack, how could they possibly throw the Blood Corpse so far?
Thinking of this, he immediately looked carefully at the guards on the city wall. With the combined benefits of night vision and the visibility provided by the firelight, the count saw that there were at least dozens of human guards holding shields that were almost as big as a person.
They stood on the city wall, making it seem as if the wall, which was only one person high, had been increased to two people high out of thin air.
Once Blood Corpse, ablaze with fire, rushes onto the city wall, they immediately raise their shields and charge forward, knocking the unsteady Blood Corpse flying and crashing heavily to the ground below.
Having figured out the key point, Bennett's expression turned somewhat grim.
He suddenly regretted his decision to attack Weeping Willow Town.
Having spent decades in a coffin, he might have been a bit flamboyant when he first awoke.
If they hadn't asked [ Aluode ] about his hometown, but instead only asked him what the nearest human settlement was, would the outcome have been better?
Bennett found himself unconsciously beginning to romanticize the path he hadn't chosen.
Seeing his boss's face growing increasingly pale, [ Aluode ] realized that his brothers might have overdone their acting.
At this rate, although it's impossible to completely wipe out all one thousand Blood Corpse, given Bennett's arrogant yet cowardly, reckless yet conceited personality, he will definitely choose to leave the "table" when the losses reach a certain level.
That won't do. Their plan is to bankrupt the Earl between these two towns. If he escapes and uses his summoning abilities to summon another batch of unclaimed Blood Corpse, wouldn't that be endless trouble?
With this in mind, [ Aluode ] decided to provoke the gambler into "raising the bet." Once enough chips had been pushed out, the gambler wouldn't be able to leave the table easily.
He turned his head and looked at Bennett with indignation:
"My lord, please allow me to bring you victory!"
Bennett watched the Blood Corpse cycling between climbing the city walls and being elbowed away, realizing that the flames were also constantly draining their lives.
Thinking of this, he looked at [ Aluode ] in front of him, his eyes filled with admiration but also with a hint of reluctance:
"You've already proven your worth to me, so there's no need to..."
"Grown ups!"
[ Aluode ] knelt on one knee and said angrily:
"I have decided to die for you, especially since you promised me to be the first to perform a blood sacrifice in this town, so that all my relatives and friends can become part of the Blood Corpse."
"Now that the war is stalled, I feel I must help you achieve victory!"
"Good!"
Bennett immediately perked up, standing up abruptly in the sedan chair. His blood boiled, and his logical thinking began to crumble once more. He waved his hand:
"Here are two hundred Blood Corpse; take down the city walls for me!"
"Yes!"
[ Aluode ] excitedly accepted the order and set off to lead the attack on the city as the vanguard.
Bennett's reaction was within his expectations. After several days of communication, [ Aluode ] had roughly figured out the personality traits of Bennett, the local boss.
According to Bennett, his abilities are among the top tier of all vampire counts. This ability to directly kill the Blood Corpse around him and turn their flesh and blood into his own weapons is something that many vampire marquises have not mastered.
Behind the other party's boasting of combat power, [ Aluode ] could also sense that this nobleman, who had surrendered to the Blood Corpse and had his rank reduced by one level, was actually quite bothered by this matter, so much so that he had to use boasting about other aspects to cover up his shortcomings.
[ Aluode ] knew this kind of person's character very well: hot-tempered, easily angered, and his opinion on a matter depended on the last person who told him about it.
So he decided to be the one to decide Bennett's thoughts.
The players on the city wall saw a familiar ID border appear in the darkness and quickly reported it to Tailun, who was running around the city wall with a few people, giving orders. After all, Tyron was the nominal leader of the entire garrison.
Over there?
Tailun pointed in a direction and confirmed with the Soul Returner beside him.
"That's right, that companion is about to lead a large group of Blood Corpse to attack from this position."
"I see."
Tailun nodded, signaling the Soul Returner beside him to leave, then immediately hardened his expression and slapped the local priest beside him on the shoulder:
"Can't you see the main force of Blood Corpse reinforcements? Do I have to tell you before you strengthen the defenses over there?"
The priest, who had been patted on the shoulder, looked at the inspector with a bewildered expression:
"Sir, you just said that everyone must remain at their posts..."
"Stop wasting your breath and get on the road! Once the Blood Corpse is on the city wall, I'll personally send you to the stake!"
Hearing this blatant threat, the priests forcibly suppressed their displeasure and rushed towards the position where [ Aluode ] was about to attack.
Tailun watched their retreating figures, a smile creeping onto his lips.
He certainly noticed the other person's displeasure, but... who cares?
In any case, they are about to become victims of the Blood Corpse siege.
The Son of God was right after all; to deal with the Fallen One, one must be even more ruthless than the Fallen One!