Chapter 51
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Chapter 51: The Next Battle, Breaking the City
As the saintess waved her staff, the battle that was once one-sided began to change.
The Holy Guards joined her, clasping their hands together and chanting devoutly.
Below the Winter Fortress, the ground shook, and countless rock spikes broke through the earth, delivering cold death to the proud foreign invaders of the Night Demon Army.
Night Demons fell from the back of the Giant Toothed Lizard, and the ladders and siege engines shattered into heaps of scrap metal.
Perhaps in one-on-one duels, both knights and warriors could easily kill a spellcaster,
After all, no one would just stand there watching a spellcaster chant spells, waiting for them to unleash a powerful attack.
But in a war, especially in a city defense battle, things were not the same.
The spellcaster’s role would be greatly amplified with the help of the city walls.
A simple ice cone spell or a fireball spell can stop dozens of ordinary soldiers from attacking.
Among the fifteen thousand Holy Guards sent by the Order Sect, there are two thousand spellcasters.
Thus, the situation slightly changed.
"Kill! Order believers, follow me to defeat the enemy!" The grand bishop of the Order Sect leading this holy war—Knight Lennon—waved his holy sword, urged his horse forward, and jumped down from the wall first.
Huge golden wings spread from the sides of the warhorse, carrying the strongest force of the White Cavalry Army as they soared into the sky.
Thousands of golden holy sword projections appeared behind him, transforming into a rain of swords that struck down upon the Night Demons.
"Ah!"
"Damn! It’s the Order Sect!"
"Trash! Trash! Ah!!"
The sounds of screams followed, and in an instant, countless Night Demons fell from their mounts, crashing down from their chariots, pierced like hedgehogs.
A sixth-tier Divine Knight, paired with a warhorse that can soar through the sky, is truly a devastating weapon on the battlefield.
"Master, then I will go too." The sounds of explosions echoed one after another as Miss Skuld drew her spear.
"Okay, be very careful," Leo said seriously.
As a squire, he lacked the ability and qualification to take part in such a raid.
"Alright, Master!" Miss Skuld took a deep look at Leo, then joined the main force and flew down from the city wall.
This is the battle strategy designed by the grand bishop of the Order Sect and the captain of the White Cavalry Army—Knight Lennon.
A spellcaster uses large-area skills to trap the target, then the White Cavalry Army attacks from the air, fully utilizing the Order Sect’s speed and magical advantages.
This strategy was originally meant to deal with the unbelievers, but surprisingly, it proved effective on the front lines as well.
At the same time, the ordinary believers in the Holy Guard took over the city defense duties from the regular soldiers. They picked up longbows, set up crossbows, and held sharp swords, fighting against the giant troll soldiers climbing the walls while shooting arrows at the distant enemies.
Hot oil poured down from the city walls, and rolling stones smashed down towards the trolls’ heads.
A fierce battle finally began.
……
The fierce fight lasted from dusk until dawn.
Blood flowed, painting the rising sun a bright red, and the choking smell of blood attracted hungry vultures.
They circled high above the plains but did not dare to fly down in the grim atmosphere.
The war drums and horns sounded, and the assault of the attacking trolls suddenly stopped.
The soldiers on the walls fell to the ground with their weapons, not feeling any joy of victory, only a sense of relief at being alive and fear of the next battle ahead.
No one knows if they can still survive with luck.
Even the Holy Guards are no exception to this.
The battlefield is too cruel; the situation, which had slightly improved, was pulled back into a harsh reality after the Night Demons’ spellcasters joined the battle.
It is important to know that although there are fifteen thousand Order believers stationed at Winter Fortress, their opponents are a powerful Night Demon army with over one hundred thousand members.
Among these elite warriors, there are spellcasters, knights, and pastors.
Furthermore, the Night Demons chose to fight during their favorite time, the night.
The walls of Winter Fortress have turned into a meat grinder.
Leo leaned against the wall, his hand trembling around the Water-shaped Sword, and his white battle robe was also stained with blood.
The dagger that Miss Kalian gave him is incredibly sharp; it can sever a Night Demon’s head without any obstruction.
Especially the ability to change shape makes it difficult for enemies to defend themselves.
Coupled with his intermediate sword skills, it helped make up for his lack of attribute points.
As a squire of the White Cavalry Army, he naturally joined the battlefield; however, with the ability of the Occultator, he mostly sneaked up on lone enemies, which was not dangerous at all.
Last night, he killed at least twenty Night Demons.
If it weren’t to gain combat experience, he wouldn’t even plan to take action.
Countless bodies piled up like a mountain, and the surviving soldiers were already thinking of ways to handle them.
If the bodies are not burned in time, they will soon turn into a plague.
If the first attack on the city was not just to test the waters, the casualties at Winter Fortress would likely have doubled.
But… given the current situation of Winter Fortress, can it withstand a second attack?
"But it really was the right place to come to." Leo coughed and looked towards the inside of the city wall.
In a corner where no one could see, beneath a mountain of bodies, a black slime was quietly moving.
"Squish, squish~"
"Gurgle, gurgle~"
The number of bodies seemed to have decreased a little.
They had all become Miss Skuld’s food.
……
In the center of the Night Demon Army.
A huge tent had been set up, and the Night Demon leaders of the invasion were gathered inside to discuss, each speaking their mind.
"Boss, if you ask me, we should launch our second attack quickly and take the Winter Fortress in one go."
"Yes, hahaha, the soldiers who retreated said that only those believers are useful in the city; the rest of the soldiers are useless."
"There are only about twenty thousand believers. What can they do? How long can they hold out? Let’s simply split our soldiers into two groups, attacking during the day and night; even if it takes time, we can wear those believers down!"
"By the way, have you seen the Marquis of Logan?"
"Marquis of Logan? Hahahaha, that useless one has probably already run back to the capital, holding his head and crying in his mother’s arms!"
"Hahahaha!"
Unlike the harsh suffering at Winter Fortress, cheerful laughter filled the Night Demon’s camp.
"Alright, let’s organize the soldiers, set up the camp, and let them rest well for a day." The Night Demon smiled slightly from his seat, "Tonight, gather the entire army; I want to conquer Winter Fortress in one battle."
He was not wearing armor; instead, he wore a plain robe, and his voice was not loud, completely lacking the manner of a soldier.
But when he spoke, none of the Night Demon commanders present dared to make a sound.
"Yes, Lord Calvaro. Don’t worry, in the next battle, we will surely break the city."
"Alright, you may leave now. I am tired."
Once all the commanders had left, the Night Demon leader Calvaro, who had planned the invasion of North Land and stirred the crimson waves, finally stood up from his command seat, his gaze deep.
"To arrange such soldiers to guard the city… Logan, oh Logan, you are still the same as eight years ago, only talking about plans."
"This time, the enemy is you. How wonderful."
"Eight years ago, the slaughter of my people by Tersk must be settled."
"What a pity, if my opponent were not you, it would be even better…"