Chapter 1591: Chapter 796: Handy Pitfalls (Part 3)
“I believe the commander has more tricks up his sleeve, those Laiserman Witches are mysteriously setting up arrays inside the city.”
“Don’t stop, keep attacking, keep shooting arrows. Now is the best ti to weaken the enemy, kill as many as you can.”
The flas soaring into the sky boosted the morale of Usr City’s defenders, as the despair brought by the enemy’s formidable force was completely dissipated.
These seemingly unbeatable enemies, as long as the right thods are used, do not seem as hard to defeat as imagined.
The main force of the enemy wasn’t defeated, but they weren’t using their full strength either, just covering with a rain of arrows, not even firing the ballista carts, let alone the spellcasters.
The ferocious burning fire pits caused the battle that had just started to co to a halt.
Those Withering Branch Monsters, though lacking intelligence, have a survival instinct. Realizing they can’t cross the fire pits, and with flaming arrows constantly falling from the city walls opposite them,
they chose to retreat, moving out of the range of arrows, taking root and waiting patiently.
Waiting for the fuel within the fire pits to burn out and extinguish on its own.
Also waiting for the Withering Army’s main force to press forward.
This waiting didn’t last long. Before the full force of the Withering Army advanced, the fire pits had already extinguished, as the fuel within was quite limited, relying only on the poured oil and the corpses of the Withering Branch Monsters, which couldn’t sustain for long.
It lasted so long thanks to the grease roasted out during the burning of those beasts.
A gust of east wind surrounded the entire city of Usr in the aroma of barbecue, but the heat wasn’t well controlled, and the burnt taste was quite serious.
“Why haven’t they launched the attack yet?”
“They are waiting.”
“Waiting for what?”
“Waiting for nightfall.”
“Aren’t those Withering Monsters supposed to lack intelligence? How do they know to choose an advantageous mont?”
“They indeed lack intelligence, but their creators, those Demon Trees, have intelligence. Take advantage of the ti to catch so shut-eye.”
“How is it possible to sleep under these circumstances?”
“Even if you can’t sleep, you have to, because once night falls, you won’t have ti to sleep.”
Just like those old soldiers predicted, the battle officially erupted after nightfall.
No matter how much the outer appearance of Awakened Plants resembles humans, possessing organs similar to eyes, most are rely soul resonance of those transford beings’ souls trapped within plants (many plants are awakened because the souls of intelligent beings are imprisoned in them), just a decoration.
All Awakened Plants possess a passive ability called Tree Perception; their vision range is closely related to their body type and perception power. The larger the body type, the higher the perception power, and the wider the area they can perceive.
Therefore, spells that cause blindness and deafness are ineffective on Awakened Plants; day and night have no effect on their vision.
Those Demon Trees naturally choose to attack at night when it’s most advantageous to them.
…
Before the full-scale outbreak of the battle in Usr City, another battle had already comnced.
Countless simple boats, rafts, were pushed into the icy waters of Lake Asen by countless monster races enslaved by the Tukan people, nurous Goblins, Hobgoblins, Jackalweres, Orcs, etc., ard with simple weapons, boarded these makeshift tools to cross the lake, launching a massive attack towards the west coast of Asen.
These temporarily cobbled-together lake-crossing tools have very limited capacity; for taller and stronger races like Orcs, Hobgoblins, and Jackalweres, just seven or eight individuals can completely fill them, while Goblins can fit a few more, but not exceeding fifteen.
The sheer number of these temporary lake-crossing tools is overwhelming, as the entire eastern coast of Lake Asen, spanning dozens of kiloters, is filled with these tools, densely packed, with an initial launch of no less than three thousand, and more continuously following.
The Tukan people’s strategy is simple and clear: use numbers to stretch the Laiserman people’s defensive line.
As soon as the Laiserman’s defense line shows a slight vulnerability, giving these Monster Soldiers a foothold, the surrounding monster lake-crossing force will converge in that direction, and subsequent forces will relentlessly follow.
Alongside the lake-crossing force, thousands of Tukan Eagle Knights took action, surrounded by countless Prairie Falcons.
But the most striking sight was the blood cloud sweeping over the lake like a slaughter whirlwind, with every creature in its path in Lake Asen, regardless of size, floating belly-up to the surface.
They bear no external wounds, but their souls have left their bodies, harvested by the recent slaughter whirlwind.
“Don’t you dare!”
A cold female voice seed to ring from the depths of Lake Asen.
A giant wave rose without wind, its crest soaring over ten ters high, rushing towards the blood-colored slaughter whirlwind.
Boom!
The giant wave was forcibly pushed back by the blood-colored slaughter whirlwind, shattered and fragnted.
Five Laiserman Witches erged awkwardly, their azure witch robes soaked by the lake water, revealing their graceful figures.
On the other side, the slaughter whirlwind was also dispersed, revealing a tall and robust figure clad in blood-red armor, riding a Hell Nightmare with pure black fur and hooves blazing with ferocious flas.
This person could be none other than Khan Yamun.
In the first round of confrontation,
The Tukan people gained the upper hand; five Laiserman Witch Councilors barely held off Khan Yamun’s attack together.
Khan Yamun, now visible, did not drive his steed to attack again. He rely watched coldly.
As he remained still, the five Laiserman Witch Councilors also dared not act rashly, including using the secret technique to rge into Lake Asen again.
Their magical duel was not a recent occurrence, and in a short period, neither side could defeat the other.
What they were engaged in now was a necessary pre-battle ritual before large-scale conflict, mutual containnt.
User Comments
0 comments from readers