822: Chapter 262: Deploying, Amethyst Legion and Zither Emperor No.1 (Part 1) 822: Chapter 262: Deploying, Amethyst Legion and Zither Emperor No.1 (Part 1) As the Mammoth Knight Group launched their charge, the other three Faran Legions outside the city immediately protected the remaining mages within.
Under Sloan’s personal cover, the Faran mages finally began to unleash their magic.
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Northernmost Wilderness, Holy Light City.
Boom——, dazzling magic light enveloped the land, countless intense magic fluctuations were released into the air, and numerous Beastman soldiers perished in the fierce magic.
Mud, dust, blood, flesh and bone—the cruelty of war was fully displayed on this battlefield, similar to a meat grinder.
Martin didn’t even know how many times they had blocked the Beastman’s attack.
Perhaps because they had been suppressed so miserably before, since the beginning of the attack, the Beastman’s onslaught had been wave after wave without any pause.
In all their attacks, the royals of two large tribes led the charge, pletely disregarding their casualties as they surged toward Holy Light City.
Although Holy Light City was manned by thousands of mages, the mages’ magic was ultimately limited.
After each round of intense magical attacks, there would always be a brief interval.
During the mages’ recovery of mana, the Beastman’s charges became even more terrifying.
Across the entire battlefield, within the range of sight, at least over a million Beastman army had left Thor’s Hammer Fortress and surged like waves against Holy Light City’s defenses.
Guti and Jo Cole had issued a joint mand before this war started: they would not retreat until they breached Holy Light City.
This was a relentless war, all the Beastmen were frenzied.
To inspire the morale of the Beastmen and fully vent the frustration accumulated over many days, Guti issued the order that stirred the Beastmen’s blood to boiling.
Whoever first breached Holy Light City would bee its master.
After entering the Milan Empire, they would not forbid plundering, and all looted items would belong to the individual.
Beastmen are a simple race, sometimes their ferocious war efforts are supported only by desire.
Guti gave them this desire, and during the charge, these Beastmen became especially terrifying with even greater offensive power than before.
Martin firmly stood on top of the city walls, watching the enemy rush toward Holy Light City like a tide, yet his heart was unusually calm.
As soon as the Beastmen had begun their charge, the Marshal had already put life and death aside, even considering this war as his final battle in life.
Just like an ordinary soldier, he stood on the city wall, leading his men in resisting the enemy’s attack, his heavy sword had already consumed the lives of countless Beastmen.
By Martin’s side, Matlachi was releasing instant magic non-stop.
It was under the leadership of these two brothers, resisting the enemy’s attacks, that despite being far fewer in number, the Milan Northern Corps showed no cowardice or shrinkage; they too were fighting for their lives.
The entire city walls of Holy Light City were stained blood red.
The Beastmen could even climb up the city walls by stepping on the bodies of their fellow tribesmen without needing any ladders.
“Big brother, you should go.
Our warriors have already suffered over a hundred thousand deaths, and the injured are countless.
If this continues, we might not be able to hold on any longer.
As long as you are alive, our Zi Luolan Family will have a chance to rise again one day.”
Matlachi and Martin had been together for over seventy years; the brothers couldn’t be more familiar with one another.
At this moment, Matlachi clearly felt his magic power rapidly depleting, knowing that if this continued, Holy Light City’s fall was inevitable.
Today’s Beastman attack was unprecedentedly fierce, pletely indifferent to losses.
Despite the Beastman casualties being three times that of their own, the Beastman army still possessed over a million in fighting strength, while the fighting force inside Holy Light City was rapidly decreasing.
“Leave?” Martin swept a Beastman off the fortifications with one swing of his sword, and gave Matlachi a slightly strange look, speaking calmly, “The Zi Luolan family has clan leaders who die in battle but no manders who desert in the face of the enemy.
Do you expect me to live in shame while our soldiers are fighting to the death?
I, Martin, cannot do that.
I have spent most of my life guarding this Holy Light City, and dying here would be the best ending for me.”
Martin’s words were decisive without a hint of hesitation.
His firm gaze had already told Matlachi, he would never retreat.
Meanwhile, Martin let all the warriors around him know, “The Zi Luolan Family stands with us.”
“Good,” Matlachi bellowed, his fighting spirit reaching its limit at his brother’s resolute words, “then let us brothers die together today.
I want to see how great a price the Beastmen will have to pay before our demise.”
Purple Douqi burst forth from Martin, who howled skywards, sending the charging Beastmen flying.
In his heart, he silently lamented, “Your Excellency, the Zither Emperor, we can’t hold on for much longer.
I hope to see you again in my lifetime.”
Even in death, please help me protect Holy Light City, and keep the Beastmen outside the city gates.
Once these wolf-like and tiger-like Beastmen enter the territory of the Milan Empire…
He dared not think further, his eyes blazing with an even firmer resolve, just like the different races making Qin City their home, the Milan Empire was also Martin and the Zi Luolan Family’s home!
He could not let enemies invade and trample his homeland.
“For the Milan Empire, for our home, let the warrior’s blood burn.”
…
Magic mists solidified in the air, and the massive elemental fluctuations seemed to set the very air ablaze.
The mages of Faran, already grievously wounded, were now utterly enraged, burning through their mana to summon their strongest magic.
Several massive swirls of magic elements loomed in the sky, each representing the power of a Forbidden Curse.
The mages had given up the continuous bombing of Forbidden Curses; now they simply wanted to pour their most powerful magic onto Qin City, to pletely obliterate the fortress that had caused them harm.
A single Blue rank Mage was not enough to cast a Forbidden Curse, but with five Blue rank Mages gathered, they could easily use a wide-range attack Forbidden Curse with the help of a magic array.
Currently, there were two thousand five hundred mages of Faran left, acting simultaneously—that’s five hundred Forbidden Curse level spells, five hundred Forbidden Curses!
It was as if mountains would flatten and seas would dry up in their presence.
Even the elemental turbulence previously in the air dissolved in the massive magic of the Forbidden Curses, being part of them.
Sloan floated midair, coldly watching the opposing Qin City Army.
The remnants of the Pegasus and Magic Eagle Knight Groups floated in the air, and together with Sloan’s own strength, they were more than capable of blocking long-range attacks, including those from demon-breaking crossbow arrows.
Boom!
The Mammoth Knights finally charged to the base of Qin City, and the long-range attack legion atop the city walls continuously fired arrows downwards.
However, for the Mammoth Knights, whose skin had turned to stone, such attacks were utterly ineffective.
The massive mammoths, with their unstoppable momentum and tremendous weight, crashed heavily against the gates of Qin City.
Amidst a thunderous crash, the gate, tens of meters high and several meters thick, trembled violently.
A deep purple Douqi suddenly flared up; Mammoth Saint Knight Sakhir raised his battle axe high and swung it down hard towards Qin City.
The intense Ninth Rank Zi rank Douqi coupled with his own formidable strength unleashed a terrifying offensive power, bringing a violent shock to Qin City in an instant.
Such was the formidable nature of Ninth Rank Zi rank Douqi.
Paired with the heavy weapon in Sakhir’s hands, even though the gates of Qin City were extremely stout, they could not withstand such wild attacks and the fierce collisions of the mammoths.
The magic defense array added to the city gates shattered instantly.
Steel and wood shavings mixed together and flew about; the gates now bore a deep groove two meters deep and five meters across.
The other Mammoth Knights, mimicking Sakhir’s actions, swung their battle axes.
Though their attacks were much weaker than Sakhir’s, one must not forget—this was a ten thousand-strong Mammoth Knight Group.
Each knight not only possessed Green rank Douqi but also formidable physical strength.
In a moment, Qin City’s gates, now lacking magical protection, were bombarded with incessant, violent crashes.
No matter how sturdy the gates were, they were rapidly being destroyed under such conditions.
The true strength of Faran began to unfold from that moment; as the mander, Sloan knew very well, if the mages were allowed to start making their magic effective, then Qin City would stand no chance.
Just then, the secondary charging of the magic guide cannon was finally pleted.
After carefully weighing the pros and cons, Anya, who was in charge of the magic guide cannon, launched the second round of attack.
This time, the cannon didn’t target the distant mages but descended from above, bringing with it formidable energy fluctuations.
It directly bombarded the Mammoth Knights, who were posing an immediate threat to the gates of Qin City.
Naturally, a mage’s Forbidden Curse was more terrifying than the impact of the Mammoth Knights, but what Anya considered was the efficiency that the magic guide cannon could achieve.
(To be continued.
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