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Chapter 1104

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Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Because Rody did not come to the inner city to interfere with Sodelor's plan, Sodelor and his aides were the ones making the decisions.

While the Prime Minister was studying the problem of the "anti-magic field", Sodelor was discussing with his aides the placement of the artillery on the city's defense map. The reason why they attacked the city in the early hours of the morning with two artillery carriages and paratroopers was that the reconnaissance aircraft had confirmed the enemy's movements in advance. They had to take down the city before the enemy's main force of more than 40,000 reinforcements.

Although they had seized control of the city, the battle was far from over. For the paratroopers, it was easier to attack the city than to defend it. That was because the total number of soldiers transported from the Kallon Kingdom by air was less than two thousand. There were only two artillery carriages. Excluding the engineering company and some orderlies, there were only twelve hundred people who could enter the city and participate in the defense of the city walls.

Although the artillery carriages could deal a fatal blow to the enemy from a distance, the "anti-magic field" would inevitably affect the power of the crystal shells. At the same time, the two artillery carriages could not be used indefinitely. If they were placed on the city wall, they would still be in danger of being destroyed by the enemy. With all these factors combined, the safest way was to let the Lassman army that had been besieging the city quickly enter the city to assist in the defense.

There was nothing wrong with Sodelor's decision. After the reconnaissance aircraft confirmed that the enemy had begun to cross the river, he even suggested to Varad that he should quickly disrupt the enemy with his cavalry. Even if they could not cause much damage, they should constantly attack and disturb the enemy, so that they would be tired of forming their formation, so that they could delay the enemy crossing the river.

However, at noon, he learned from the report that Varad's 200 cavalrymen had retreated after circling the enemy's scattered troops!

"Are these people's brains stuffed with sh * t?!"

Sodelor, who was usually good-tempered, could not help but curse. He found that perhaps his soldiers were too well-educated. After such a long time, they had forgotten what the generals and soldiers of this era were like.

As a remote echo of the Parliament, Valard might have a sufficient understanding of war itself, but after not having the power to make decisions for a long time, he no longer had the "boldness" that a general should have. Not mentioning the importance of information gaps and time gaps in war, the complicated and lengthy discussion system of the Parliament made it impossible for Valard to "act at his own discretion".

Although the horses of his cavalry were not strong, there were still eight hundred of them. Even if he sent six hundred of them to attack the ferry, they would not even need to use any fireballs or anything like that. They would be able to send the other side into a long period of chaos.

However, in order to avoid any criticism from the parliament, this coward had only sent two hundred men …

What could two hundred people do? Sightseeing?

Although there were many enemies at the ferry, any war could not be calculated by simple addition and subtraction of numbers. Sodelor had confirmed through the information reported by the reconnaissance plane that this seemingly large army was actually a patchwork of various small countries. They were all "armies" in name, but in reality, more than half of the troops were abnormally scattered. They could not even do basic things like setting up camp, let alone fight against cavalry on the battlefield.

In the end, such a good opportunity had been given up by Valard. Sodelor gritted his teeth. If not for the fact that the transport planes were not yet in scale, I would not have to suffer this vexation.

The battlefield was ever-changing, and he could only continue to make decisions based on the current situation. But he had lost the initiative, and now the initiative on the battlefield was gradually slipping towards the other side. Sodelor sat in an armchair and stared at the sand table in deep thought. Not long after, news from the reconnaissance plane was transmitted to the room through the magic circle. "Two thousand enemies have completed their preparations and are already riding towards Lassman's troops!"

"Looks like they're just a motley crew …"

Sodelor mumbled, and then immediately made a decision. "Close the city gates. Don't mount the cannons on the city walls for now. At the same time, pass the news to Valard and tell him to prepare for the attack. "

Meanwhile, in a stone house in the inner city, Roddy was carefully examining the "fragments" in front of him with Merinsera and Naifei. At the same time, there were a few shriveled corpses of the priests in the house, as well as the captured commander, Casley.

"The materials are not uniform. There are wood, stones … and even charcoal and metal."

Merinsera reached out to fiddle with the fragments of different shapes in the box. She took one out, and narrowed her eyes as she said, "This should be the decorative patterns on the building. This mark should be caused by rain or some kind of water flow. It looks like it has been used for many years."

Her rich knowledge naturally came in handy at this moment. In contrast, Roddy naturally did not have such experience. He chose to ask Casley directly, "Did Eiseka ally with these small countries to counterattack and invade the Lassman Kingdom?"

Of course, Casley was not as cowardly as Mag. She was tied up tightly by the guards, and had an unyielding expression on her face. She did not answer a word to Roddy's question.

Roddy did not care about that at all.

After the ambush by the paratroopers, the other party did not even have time to destroy those letters in the command center. The dead and injured soldiers were all "miscellaneous troops". The Tuk Tribe troops who were really in charge were mostly in the inner city. When Irwin and the rest rushed in, they did not kill too many people before the battle ended. The remaining officers and soldiers all chose to surrender in the end. Hence, if he wanted to ask anything, he just had to ask those officers first.

He noticed that the other party had advanced to the 15th-tier, which was not considered low on this continent. It was obvious that he was also an outstanding person. However, the other party was not a clergyman, but a pure warrior. The only six priests in the whole team who could use magic or divine spells had all died mysteriously after transforming in the battle. This made Roddy feel a little strange.

Especially those priests' corpses, it made Roddy even more certain of his initial judgment: the Tuk Tribe had to be in cahoots with the demons, because their "mutation" was very similar to Teflin's, and they were not affected by the "anti-magic domain" at the same time.

However, the clues made Roddy even more curious: where did the Tuk Tribe, who were related to the demons, find these fragments?

"Prime Minister … there is a new result from the interrogation."

A soldier greeted at the door. Roddy waved. "Just say it."

"According to the information provided by the prisoners, the fragments were transported from Eiseka's capital. They said, 'The priests received His Majesty's gift in front of the Maglar Temple' …"

After he said that, Roddy's "mission bar" lit up again.

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