Chapter 1345: Chapter 796: Unfallen Fortress_1 Chapter 1345: Chapter 796: Unfallen Fortress_1 Coldfla Kingdom, the extre north of the Northern Territory, Unfallen Fortress.
Under the cold moonlit night, this large fortress, built by hollowing out half of a snow mountain, is like a towering giant, majestic and magnificent.
On the front of the fortress, a thick white anti-magic coating is applied, making the entire fortress blend almost seamlessly with the towering snow mountains.
For a mont, it is difficult to distinguish between the crenellations and the mountain, everything being a hazy expanse of white.
Moreover, the city gate on the front of the fortress is extrely heavy, with thick piled snow at the door, obviously not having been opened for a long ti.
At the lofty crenellations and arrow towers, magic spheres flash, and even the guarding soldiers wear thick white cloaks, completely wrapping their armor within.
There are a large number of guards, standing in rows or patrolling in columns, their muffled footsteps constantly audible in their standard snow boots, their sharp eyes moving swiftly, creating a tense and solemn atmosphere.
No wonder, after all, across from the fortress lies the territory of Pars Empire. This ancient and vast country has been trying to stage a coback since losing control of the Northern Territory, with the ambition of turning the land into scorched earth once again.
In just the past year, the two sides have engaged in more than a dozen small-scale battles. Although there is no clear winner, the opponent’s ambitions have already been laid bare.
In contrast to the tight defenses in the front of the fortress, the city gates on the backside are wide open, and the scene is bustling.
Large and burly soldiers and relatively frail magicians can be seen, under the orders of their respective commanders, clearing the accumulated snow from the road.
Since the uprising in the royal capital, the Unfallen Fortress has completely cut off the rchants from Pars Empire in order to prevent their invasion or use of dirty tricks. Supplies can only co through the Northern Territory.
Therefore, this lifeline of the fortress must always be kept clear.
“Phew, this damn heavy snow has finally stopped.”
On the edge of the snow shoveling team, a tall, young soldier who had taken off his helt wiped the frosty sweat from his forehead, exhaling white breath and rejoicing, “If it had continued, not only would the crops have been frozen to death, but even the villages would have been completely covered by the snow.”
Compared to the soldiers from the Eastern Region, this Northern soldier appeared much bulkier. In addition to wearing thick white Frost Sheep fur cloaks over their armor, their armor was lined with cotton, and coupled with their burly physique, they resembled white bears.
“You’re right. The ordinary villages in the rear don’t have the sophisticated snow-lting magic array that the fortress has, which keeps such a massive fortress snow-free.”
Another middle-aged magician, also draped in a white cloak but wearing a cotton magic hat, panted heavily as he struggled to advance through the knee-deep snow, leaning on his magic wand for support and walking towards the thick piled snow with great difficulty.
According to the red pattern inlaid on his magician hat, he was a Tyro Mage.
Because he was wearing cotton garnts under his magic robes and the snow was exceptionally deep, he appeared clumsy, resembling a blind, snow-digging prairie gopher.
When he finally reached the center of the piled snow, the middle-aged magician raised his wand and began to chant solemnly.
“Circle of Blazing Heat!”
In a short ti, with the middle-aged magician’s shout, a ring of fire rippled from his body, expanding and lting the snow at an astonishing rate, revealing the frozen earth, which was still steaming.
“No wonder he took out the enemy’s scout captain with one strike on the battlefield last ti.”
The tall young soldier had already moved to a safe distance, admiring as he leveled the remaining snow with his shovel, “I truly envy you, senior, even receiving personal comndation from Princess Caroline herself!”
“Hush, I’ve told you so many tis, General Karolin doesn’t like people calling her Princess.”
The middle-aged magician couldn’t help but shiver, curling his lips, “Don’t forget that just a few days ago, two of your fellow reckless new recruits were caught red-handed and were whipped fiercely by General Karolin!”
“I know it, but why reward them?”
The young, tall soldier beat his chest and stamped his feet, rendering the middle-aged magician speechless.
“Senior, what do you think about the current food shortage in the Northern Territory?”
After finishing cleaning the surrounding snow, the young soldier stopped smiling, and as he continued forward with the middle-aged magician, he asked with a furrowed brow.
“The situation is already quite obvious.”
The middle-aged magician shook off the remaining snow on his boots, replying, “The princes seem to be wary of our fifty-thousand-strong Northern Border Army, which is why they have been reluctant to open the granary.”
“But General Karolin has no intention of fighting for the throne. Why are we still targeted by those big shots?”
The young soldier, puzzled, tightly gripped his snow shovel, “If this continues, not only will Unfallen Fortress be in danger, but the residents of the Northern Territory will also struggle to survive this harsh winter.”
“I heard that so remote villages have already begun chewing snow and devouring the felt.”
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