The First Vampire

The rebellion in Ice Rock City happened earlier than expected.

The rebellion which was originally planned for dusk, broke out near noon instead.

The reason is quite simple, and even laughable—

The slaves couldn’t endure their hunger anymore.

These slaves, whose eyes had turned green from hunger, expected to follow the plan precisely. But their plan was mere fantasy.

Looking at the granary so close at hand, the slaves couldn’t rein in their hunger any longer, rushing off towards it, discarding the leader’s plans entirely.

With the cries of murder beginning, the slaves gathered at various granaries across the city, threw off their disguised masks, and rushed in to grab food.

Grabbing food, not releasing food.

The disorderly slaves, filled the term “grabbing food” with a bloody connotation.

Countless famished slaves rushed into the granary, their only aim was to get hold of some food.

But whichever slave who managed to carry the food out, was immediately surrounded and robbed by their peers rushing in behind them, ending up in a blind fight.

Countless slaves fell, and countless more flooded in.

Hyseria overpowered their reasoning, there was no need for the city’s defense force to intervene. The granaries had transformed into a battlefield of mutual slaughter among slaves. No one dared to even dream of grabbing anything in a peaceful manner.

Precious food was strewn across the ground, trampled upon by slaves; some of it even stained by fresh blood.

Some clever slaves, seeing the impossibility of breaking into the granary targeted the homes of the commoners.

Consequently, the horrifying cries of men, and the wailing of women and children began to ensue.

These slaves formed gangs, wandering throughout the city, wreaking havoc, stealing wherever they could. It was as if they were venting the accumulated anger from the past.

The city’s defense force, under the leadership of Sir Shar, had to be deployed in emergency.

However, at this moment, Ice Rock City was indeed at its weakest. The Angler family’s army had suffered heavy losses in the Troll War at the beginning of the year. Most of the veteran soldiers were taken by Knight Lyle to aid Colin in Silver Moon City, while Baron Raymon led another batch of soldiers to quash the rebellion in Ice Lake Town a few days ago.

Now, Sir Shar only had less than 2,000 recruits in his regular army, in addition to three thousand reservists.

But at this time, whether recruits or reservists, all must go into battle, otherwise, Ice Rock City would undoubtedly be destroyed in a slave riot.

Fortunately, though the slaves were many and strong, their organizational ability Well, they had no organization at all. They were completely a group of lunatics desperate to snatch and eat.

First, Sir Shar arranged for heavy forces to sustain the Red Fort. Subsequently, he sent troops to occupy the four city gates, locking the rebel slaves in the city. Finally, he sent small groups of soldiers to maintain order in the city, executing any rebelling slaves on sight.

However, he intentionally did not send a single soldier to the granaries in the city.

Because Sir Shar understood that these granaries were the lifeline of the rebels. Once soldiers were dispatched there, it would result in chaotic bloodshed. The already concerning combat ability of the city defense force would undoubtedly suffer heavy losses.

Therefore, after consulting with Butler Emon, Sir Shar decided to abandon the granaries and first stabilize the city’s situation.

As for the wasted food, the only option was to forsake it at this point.

However, Butler Emon told him that Viscount Angler was already on his way back and had transported a large quantity of food from Silver Moon City. Therefore, if the food inside the city was wasted, it was wasted.

Sir Shar’s strategy was proven quite successful by evening. The situation in Ice Rock City had stabilized somewhat, the scattered rebel forces in the city were almost eradicated, only the granaries were still in chaos.

And at that moment, there was a faint sound of thunder rolling in, and the ground began to tremble slightly.

Sir Shar was no stranger to such a scene— it indicated a cavalry unit was on its way!

He promptly rushed up to the city wall and looked towards the east.

There was a cloud of dust that had risen from the ground, lingering for a long time. Soon after, a black line appeared on the horizon, quickly expanding.

Under the glow of the evening sunshine, it was like an army descending from the heavens.

Suddenly, Sir Shar’s eyes filled with tears, for he saw that haunting black flag, and the all-too-familiar black armor, black warhorses—

Dark Cavalry!

“Open the city gates!”

Sir Shar roared out the command.

With a grating sound, the eastern city gate was immediately opened.

In an instant, the vanguard of the galloping Dark Cavalry broke into Ice Rock City through the wide-open gate.

“Cavalry, the cavalry is coming!”

The slaves at the granary were still scrambling for food, but the sounds of shouted warnings and thunderous galloping hoofbeats froze their blood with terror.

“Kneel and surrender, drop your weapons, and we’ll spare your lives!”

The cavalry formed five rows, recklessly rushing their horses along Ice Rock City’s broad streets, trampling anyone who stood in their way into the ground.

At this moment, no one could hinder their charge. Even if there were innocent bystanders who couldn’t dodge in time, nothing could slow them down.

The slaves, who had been fiercely scrambling for food just moments ago, were immediately deflated when confronted with a real elite army.

The Dark Cavalry hadn’t even reached the granary yet when the gathered slaves dispersed in panic, fleeing in all directions.

There were a few fearless ones who, armed with simple weapons, charged at the Dark Cavalry— their fate was clear.

Like bees fleeing from a disturbed hive, slaves were scattering in all directions amidst the shrieks of fear.

Alas, they stood no chance against the pursuit of the horsemen.

With a booming sound, dozens of bodies were sent flying by charging warhorses, spraying blood in the air and breaking countless bones.

Squad after squad of the Dark Cavalry plunged through the crowd of slaves like a sharp knife in butter, their speed not slowing for an instant.

Each rider skillfully leaned low, brandished his blade, leveraging the horse’s speed to effortlessly decapitate row after row of people.

Copious amounts of blood sprayed into the air, drenching the ground below.

Hundreds of cavalrymen swept like a gust of wind along the streets past the granary, leaving a trail of blood-stained ground.

This was undoubtedly a massacre.

In the face of the Dark Cavalry – an elite force, the massive slave rebellion looked feebly pathetic and laughable.

With a single charge, the rebels were utterly defeated, their courage shattered. The surviving slaves scattered in all directions, not even daring to look back as they desperately fled.

Unfortunately for them, sweeps by the Dark Cavalry’s squads awaited them elsewhere.

From high above, one could see multiple squads of Dark Cavalry, like black dragons, crisscrossing the streets of Ice Rock City, scattering the rebelling slaves, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

When Colin led the main force of the Dark Cavalry into Ice Rock City, he found that the rebellion had already been mostly pacified by the vanguard forces.

The butler, Emon, and Sir Shar, were already waiting to greet him outside the east city gate.

“Welcome home, my lord Viscount!”

Colin gave a hearty laugh, squeezed his horse’s flank with his legs, and loudly proclaimed:

“Let’s go home!”