Volume 11: The Cursed Hammer Witch Chapter 20: Convergence
Initial reports claimed that these monsters would occasionally remain stagnant for hours, minutes, or even tens of minutes.
The old elf and the others originally thought that these reports were bullshit. After all, no matter how you calculate the magic effects in a war, it is impossible for such random numbers to appear. So there must be some human factors affecting it, but when the human factors officially appeared, he felt something was wrong.
How should I put it? It was too surreal. The current scene really exceeded the imagination of the old elf and other generals. The stagnation time was longer than expected. About two hours had passed, and the plague beasts outside had not moved at all. Although the criminal army had gradually arrived here to replenish the manpower and gradually fill the military strength of the three border passes, everyone was still full of pressure when looking at the huge city outside. Because they were facing a new, unknown force, and they didn't even know if it was from this planet.
If we can say that they just fell asleep and we can just shoot them from a distance, that would be fine. But the problem is that we can't shoot them. The bastions they built seem to be stronger than the cities built by the Empire, and even a cannonball can only make a hole.
With such an intelligent plague, it seems even more obvious that the people in the State Land Administration are a bunch of idiots...
Faced with the huge fortress, the Dragon Slayer and the Eight-Armed Sword Saint who had already moved to the three border passes could only look at the city and sigh.
Even though they had been given two hours, they still couldn't get through. The complexity and effectiveness of the blood sacrifice array was beyond their expectations. The three frontier passes had been in disrepair for a long time and military pay had been deducted, so the city-breaking dragon cannons that could theoretically be loaded had no .
The magic cannons outside were far from the theoretical output, and everyone knew this. Who made our gods like to betray and deduct? Didn't the elves also have various shortages, but they still had to fight? Although they could fight an evenly matched or even crushing victory against an army that was also short of weight, the enemy they were facing now was a group of troops who had tried their best and only wanted to kill them and would not stab each other in the back.
The Dragon Slayer and the Eight-Armed Sword Saint finally realized what the most terrifying threat of the plague they were facing was. It was not the number of people, nor the infectiousness, but the fact that they would not betray.
Even the soldiers, for the sake of encryption, would put some unique metaphors on the forms reported to His Majesty the Emperor and hand them over to the head of cryptography to decipher. In the life-and-death situation, the military tents still did not have the supplies that should be there, because only betrayal and pain could bring the gods the greatest pleasure, so they were accustomed to such things.
However, the enemy they faced this time did not seem to be defeated by ordinary inferior products. They wore the ancestral armor hidden in their own family, held the swords in their hands, and did not deliberately leave any loopholes in their magic. Compared with the three border passes that were tearing down the east wall to repair the west wall, the city built by the plague beasts on the opposite side seemed more professional. Faced with such a horrible fact, the two commanders could only look at each other, not knowing what to say.
What else can I say? If you can beat them, you can beat them. If you can’t beat them, you can’t beat them. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame the gods who set these rules. But is God wrong?
God is definitely not wrong. So the problem must be with the people who carried it out.
So whose fault is it? Who should be sacrificed to the gods and receive the reward?
Just as the two men stared at each other, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open. A tall figure in a warlord's uniform strode over, kicked away a part of the round table, sat on a chair with his legs on the balcony, and waved his mouthpiece at the two generals whose faces suddenly changed.
"Hey, two generals. Compared to a few years ago, you all look much better. What's the situation outside now? Have you great generals completed your conquests? Am I not too late?"
"...No, Your Excellency the Second Prince."
Looking at the figure who seemed to be very interested and whose body was filled with a strong smell of sulfur, the Eight-Armed Sword Saint kept his expression unchanged and slowly lowered his head.
"We are still troubled by the enemies outside. Their construction technology and city fortifications far exceed our attack limit, and we have no way to pry open their gates."
"Don't call me the Second Prince. I am the most dissolute young man in the Holy City. How can I be worthy of the title of the Second Prince? You should give this title to my elder brother. I came here just to have fun. So what is the situation of the dragon army now? If there is no way to pry it open, shouldn't you go first, Lord Dragon Slayer?"
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"Don't be so deadpan, Lord Dragon Slayer. I just played with your wife for a few days. Who would have thought she was so playful? Didn't you find a new wife later? She's from a noble family, with seven breasts, one more than my maid. I had a blast playing with her that time. I have to say that as an elf, you have very picky tastes. When your wife cried, it really made my four little brothers stand up."
Okay, enough kidding. Let the Sword Master talk.
Looking at the Dragon Slayer whose face gradually darkened and seemed ready to take action, the alienated prince laughed and turned his head towards the Sword Saint.
"I know that the dragon army was completely wiped out. My magic network authority is one level higher than yours, so I clearly understand the process and results. So what results do you see over there now?"
"The leader of the plague...he claimed that he was going to sleep...and now the entire plague army has not moved for several hours."
"It seems that our enemy is still a fool who adheres to the code of chivalry? That would be great."
The second prince, dressed in a commander's uniform, grinned. The three mouthparts on his face showed a sly smile, which made him look extremely hideous and terrifying.
"Then let's have some fun now. The criminal army has all arrived, so let them go into the city to see what's going on . What do you think? A bunch of criminals, they're dead, they won't survive if they're left outside anyway, so why not use them as human cameras?"
“…”
It seems to be the case.
Having vision and testing is better than having nothing.
After taking a look at the muscular criminal soldiers brought by the second prince from the window, the remaining two leaders looked at each other and nodded.
