Outskirts of Emberwood County.
Ren trains his agility for a few days, he makes a camp in the outskirts of Emberwood County, so he can lead his troop to cut off Emberwood City supply.
[Level: 12] (30% Exp)
[HP: 1700/1700] (HP Regen 40/second.)
[Chaotic Energy: 1000/1000] (Chaotic Energy Regen 10/second.)
[Attribute (10 Attribute Point)
Strength: 170
Agility: 110
Intelligence: 100]
[Skills: Resurrection Level 6, Aura Health regeneration Level 3, Aura Chaotic Energy Regeneration Level 1, Clone Level 1] (1 Skill Point.)
"Milord, we have a problem." Kael's voice was tense as he approached Ren's tent.
"We've spotted a convoy of the Church of Light heading towards Emberwood City. They are escorted by a holy knight and a priest, carrying supplies. They must be reinforcing the city's defenses."
Ren frowned and grabbed his sword. "How many are they? And how far are they from here?"
"About forty wagons, and a five thousand holy knight. They are about an hour's ride from here, milord."
Ren nodded and quickly got ready. "Gather our men. We'll ambush them on the road. We can't let them reach the city. This is our chance to strike a blow to the Church of Light."
Before Ren goes out first, he spends his skill point on Aura Chaotic Energy Regeneration and attribute point on agility.
[Level: 12] (30% Exp)
[HP: 1700/1700] (HP Regen 40/second.)
[Chaotic Energy: 1000/1000] (Chaotic Energy Regen 20/second.)
[Attribute
Strength: 170
Agility: 120
Intelligence: 100]
[Skills: Resurrection Level 6, Aura Health regeneration Level 3, Aura Chaotic Energy Regeneration Level 2, Clone Level 1]
"Gareth, you stay here, I will lead half of my men to ambush those bastards." Ren's voice carried the weight of determination as he prepared to intercept the Church of Light's convoy.
"All right, I will guard the camp, make sure to give them hell." Gareth nods and answers.
After Ren and his men ride after an hour, Ren led his men to a nearby hill, where they could see the convoy of the Church of Light.
He saw the wagons loaded with food, weapons, and medicine, guarded by the holy knight and the priest.
He also noticed a flag with a cross and a sun, the symbol of the Church of Light.
Ren, his eyes glinting with determination, signaled to his men to prepare for the strike.
His troops, well-versed in the art of guerrilla warfare, silently readied themselves. The tension in the air was palpable as the distant sounds of creaking wagons and the steady hoofbeats of the holy knight's mount drew closer.
As the convoy approached, Ren gave the signal to initiate the ambush. Arrows whistled through the air, finding their marks with deadly accuracy.
"Argh!"
The element of surprise was in their favor, and chaos erupted among the Church of Light's ranks.
"Ambush!"
The holy knight, clad in shining armor, raised his sword to rally his forces. Ren, agile and swift, descended from the hill with his men, launching a decisive assault.
"Charge!"
The clash of steel echoed through the night as chaos consumed the narrow road.
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
Ren's sword danced with deadly precision, finding the weak points in the enemy's defenses.
[Level: 12] (31% Exp)
[Level: 12] (34% Exp)
His agility, honed through days of training, allowed him to weave through the battlefield, avoiding strikes and delivering swift, decisive blows.
The chaotic energy within him surged, empowering his every move.
The priest, realizing the dire situation, began chanting sacred incantations to heal and protect his comrades.
"Through the light, heal!"
Ren, recognizing the threat, directed his men to target the priest. Arrows converged on the holy figure, disrupting his concentration and sowing panic among the Church of Light forces.
The battle raged on, with clashing swords, flying arrows, and bursts of divine magic.
Ren's troops fought with fierce determination, each of their wounds healed quickly, and they had magic resistance, so their attack felt nothing. even though they had brought five hundred soldiers, they were able to overpower five thousand soldiers.
As the dust settled and the last echoes of battle faded, Ren stood among the defeated forces of the Church of Light.
The wagons, once laden with supplies, now lay in disarray. The holy knight, defeated and disarmed, kneeled before Ren.
The flag of the Church of Light lay tattered on the ground, symbolizing the turning tide in this conflict. Ren, his breath steady and his eyes ablaze, surveyed the aftermath.
The ambush had succeeded, dealing a significant blow to the reinforcements meant for Emberwood City.
Ren walked towards the holy knight, his sword dripping with blood. He looked down at the kneeling figure.
"Who are you? What is your name?" Ren asked coldly.
The holy knight lifted his head, his eyes filled with defiance. "I am Sir Lionel, a holy knight of the Church of Light. I serve the true god, the one who will bring peace and justice to this world. You are nothing but a heretic, a rebel, a traitor. You and your followers will burn in hell for your sins."
He raised his sword, ready to deliver the final blow. "Any last words, Sir Lionel?"
The holy knight spat at Ren's feet. "You may kill me, but you will never defeat the Church of Light. We have allies, we have resources, we have faith. We will crush your rebellion and restore order to this land. You will die, and your name will be forgotten. The Church of Light will prevail."
Ren shook his head. "You are delusional, Sir Lionel. You will die, and your name will be cursed. The Church of Light will fall."
He swung his sword, and the holy knight's head rolled on the ground. Ren turned to his men, who cheered and applauded. He smiled and raised his sword in the air. "Victory is ours, bring these supplies to the camp."
[Level: 12] (80% Exp)
"Yes, milord!" Kael and others quickly organized to collect the captured supplies. The wagons, now under Ren's control, contained enough food to feed more than a hundred thousand people.