Fortress walls and castles were once the symbol of the Middle Ages in a certain world. However, due to the rise of modern weapons, they gradually declined and became the tears of the times.
The bombardment of the organized air force, the long-range attack of the artillery, the large-scale destruction of strategic weapons, and the forceful breaking of the steel torrent could all render these immovable barriers meaningless. Therefore, in the relatively peaceful modern era, these magnificent wonders that had played a huge role in countless wars in history and played a significant strategic role had also changed from a military location to a tourist attraction open to the world.
"Times change. As technology improves and new species appear, the original iron laws of war will become useless. No matter how sturdy a fortress is, it will still become a tourist attraction in the end."
That was what I had always been thinking. Perhaps due to the differences between the magical and technological civilizations, there wouldn't be identical tanks and bombers in this generation. However, a large number of high-level aerial knights would still be able to ignore city walls and throw destructive weapons. As the engineers' technology improved, it wouldn't be impossible for a magical civilization to create a steel army. As for strategic weapons of destruction, hadn't forbidden spells always existed?
Although there were very few forbidden spell mages, and even fewer dared to use forbidden spells, it wasn't impossible for powerful and common magic spells to appear as magical civilization continued to develop. At the very least, I had come up with several insanely powerful weapons that could be used on the battlefield based on the creations of my previous world.
For example, Undead Calamity Virus, Heavy Radiation Liquid Slimes, Fortress Continental Destroyer, Mutated Poison Gas …
Cough, as a pacifist, it would be best to seal those obviously anti-human and shameless things until the end of the world. Returning to the main topic, I came to a conclusion that was inconceivably different from the mainstream view based on my judgment.
"Future wars will also enter a new era without city walls."
That was why, unlike the Sleuweir Kingdom, which focused all of its resources on building fortress defenses, no matter if it was in the past or in Donglan, I unhesitatingly gave up on the time-consuming and laborious construction of city walls. Instead, I focused all of my resources on new technologies, new troop types, and actual combat.
"Defensive warfare with solid city walls as the foundation is highly likely to be swept into the trash heap of history in this Holy War."
However, that time of change was definitely not now.
Fortresses and castles seemed to be purely passive fortifications, but they were extremely important in the era of cold weapons. Whether it was against the surprise attacks of the nomadic cavalry or against the beasts that came hunting at night, they could play an irreplaceable role in the core of the strategy.
Defending and attacking the city had become the standard procedure of countless wars. It was no longer just a defensive barrier in reality, but also a psychological fortress. The residents living in the city would feel safe and secure from the bottom of their hearts when they saw the towering city walls.
Even though there was a new era of innovative sources of fire, it wasn't truly popularized. Furthermore, it wasn't that easy for humans to change their mindset. In the eyes of most people, the equation of losing a city was still there.
At this time, Red Maple's line of defense was equivalent to the psychological support of the humans. If anything happened to him …
"It's all over! We have no hope, we are all going to die! "
The one who screamed out words of despair wasn't a useless coward. This general had just killed more than ten beastmen in melee combat, and he didn't even have time to bandage his wounds. However, when he screamed, he sounded just like a useless deserter who was forced to serve as cannon fodder on the battlefield.
Not all of the city walls had been destroyed in that earthquake. However, there were countless openings that allowed the beasts to freely enter the sheep pens to hunt. The city walls had already lost their purpose.
"The city walls are gone" was equivalent to "the war has already been lost." This was the iron rule in his heart, and the collapse of his psychological defenses caused this warrior to fall into despair.
There were many warriors like him. Even the most resolute of warriors would first think that this war had already been lost.
Fighting against the beastmen who had the advantage in numbers? Their individual strength and morale would be completely suppressed. This was suicidal from the very start.
Never underestimate the experience and wisdom of the long-lived species. Ömdiroken, who seemed like he wasn't good at thinking, originally had a cunning appearance. Even though he was involved in the game of chess, he had always been observing the overall situation. He didn't directly interfere, but he had always been trying his best to understand the situation of the war.
Thus, when he was destined to fail, he ruthlessly stabbed a knife into the humans' biggest weakness at this critical juncture. He always knew that once Red Maple City fell, it would be the humans' most painful wound.
If Red Maple City fell, there would be no more obstacles in the vast plains after it. This would inevitably cause the entire battlefield to lose balance, and the entire human allied army would fall into an avalanche of consecutive defeats. At that time, the beastmen could even turn around and encircle Antoon again, and he would naturally be able to take his revenge.
"Hurry up and run, the beastmen have entered the city!"
"I can't accept this, we've already fought to this point."
But fortunately, not everyone had already given up hope. Or, it could be said that a certain princess's foolishness was quite a headache, but her personality of never giving up until the very last moment was still quite likable.
The fluttering battle flag hadn't fallen, and the People of the Mist had already faced countless desperate situations. Even the massacre of the entire city didn't scare them, so what could they do if only the city walls were broken?
"Abandon the outer city walls and retreat to the inner city. The wounded go first, and those who can stand, block those beasts for me!"
Angry roars that still carried a hint of childishness echoed in the sky above the city. The warriors began to realize their mistake, and finally, the confused warriors began to move.
"We've already experienced countless bloody battles. Now is not the time to give up!"
The crumbling outer city walls were immediately abandoned. Most of the residents were already in the inner city, and the ones that needed to be evacuated were mainly the wounded. As for the defending soldiers who had been crushed under the collapsed city walls, they didn't have the time to clean up the rubble.
The more critical the moment, the more important the trump card was.
Finally, the Donglan people threw out their final trump card.
"Great Judgement!"
The God Equipment Primal Codex was activated, and a silver Holy Light instantly enveloped the entire city. All beastmen who were guilty of invading would be subjected to multiple negative statuses such as having their freedom restricted, incorporeal shackles on their feet, weapons locked, and so on.
But unfortunately, before Wumianzhe became the Guardian God of the Northlands, the Church of Law originally had no reason to interfere in this battle. Only Renée and a few other members of the Law job class were present in Red Maple City, and the powerful buffs that increased their power levels didn't have much of an effect.
But just the effect of restraining the Beastmen was enough. In this crucial moment, every minute that the Beastmen were delayed would allow more warriors to retreat to the inner city, and more warriors would be able to reorganize their defensive positions.
"Notify the Borealis to fire at full power, we need reinforcements … Overload the Train King and give these damned beastmen a present!"
In times of danger, the role of a pillar of support became even more apparent. She didn't need to have much wisdom or experience. As long as she was able to calm herself down and come up with countermeasures, it would be enough to calm everyone down.
The chaos at the western gate began to be pacified. Under everyone's regretful gazes, the overloaded Train King was thrown off the city wall.
* Boom! * Another mushroom cloud slowly rose up on the battlefield.
The violent explosion even blew the city gate away, but the beastmen who intended to pass through were instantly turned into dust. The huge ditch created by the explosion could be used as a moat. At this moment, everyone was being taken away from the crumbling city wall by the floating airship. They were preparing to rebuild the defenses in the inner city.
Finally, the crumbling city wall completely collapsed, and the fallen wall even crushed quite a few beastmen. On the floating airship, Renée was silently cursing as she looked at the ruins.
"Damned beastmen! I want your souls to forever struggle in pain in the River Styx … What did I say? What is the River Styx? "
If she could look in a mirror, Renée would probably be even more astonished. The current Renée had blood-red eyes, and the black, wing-shaped mist behind her was beginning to materialize … And behind her, an illusory black figure was laughing maniacally.
"Haha, the seed has finally sprouted!"
…
Night had fallen, but the Mage Guild in Antoon was still bustling with activity.
In the plaza in front of the mage tower, several hundred mages were busy. Countless magical runes were inscribed on the ground, and large amounts of precious resources were being consumed. The paint used was dragon's blood, which couldn't be bought with money.
Precious magical goblets of fire were being used for illumination, and archmages were lying on the ground as they studied the rarely seen magical runes.
"You're still not done?"
"Do you think that ultra-long-distance accurate teleportation is easy? Let me tell you, this is no different from accurately opening a door to another dimension. If there's even the slightest difference, you'll be thrown into another dimension. Sit properly, and stop shaking. I'm going to calculate your weight. "
The mages passing by kept covering their mouths as they snickered. It was no wonder that they were acting like this. My current appearance was bound to become a new humiliation.
The cold wind kept blowing, but my entire body was trembling. I was only wearing a pair of underwear … Let me be clear, I wasn't infected by Xueti!
"Stop shaking! How am I supposed to measure your weight like this … Oh my, your weight is still over the limit! You're beyond my abilities! You still need to lose weight!"
Currently, my entire body was covered in strange runes drawn in dragon's blood. I was trembling on top of a large scale that was used to store magical materials.
How was I supposed to lose weight? I hesitantly reached my hand downwards, but seeing that more and more people were gathering around me, as well as the ladies who were covering their eyes and peeking down at me, I couldn't bring myself to do so.
"You're still over the limit. Just a pair of underwear isn't enough. How about you shave off all your hair and eyebrows?"
Marguerite adjusted her eyeglasses as she coldly made the fatal decision.
Shave off all my hair? For some reason, I thought of a bald egg.
That bald, round head would be cool in the summer, and it could even reflect sunlight to keep warm in the winter. How nice. At night, I could even save on oil, and my blinding Holy Light secret technique would be twice as effective.
"Adam, stop giving me random psychological advice! If you want to reflect light, go do it yourself. "
Adam, who was beside me, was rolling on the ground in laughter. He was the only one who would say such unreliable things. Or, I should say that he was the only one who would be so bored.
However, due to my various excuses, Marguerite's expression became colder and colder. She seemed to be rather displeased.
"Um, is there any other way?"
"Hand."
I instantly felt my heart sink. Chopping off my arm to reduce the weight was indeed the only solution I had.
After hesitating for a moment, I took out the Roland Sacred Sword and held it against my arm for quite a while. Finally, I tossed it to Adam.
"Adam, you do it. I'm afraid of pain."
I closed my eyes and waited for quite a while. However, I only heard a hissing sound. When I opened my eyes, I saw that Roland and Harloys were exchanging strange expressions.
"Stop wasting time. We don't have much time. Be quick with your sword. I'll find a priest to reattach it … What are you laughing at?"
* Pfft! *
Hearing this, Adam immediately laughed to the point where he couldn't breathe. Meanwhile, Marguerite adjusted her eyeglasses again.
"Why do you want to chop off your arm? There's no need. Do you intend to install a hook and become a pirate captain? "
"That weight? So you were joking! You can already teleport? "
"No, I never joke in the domain of magic." Marguerite still had a serious expression as she spoke. The cold glint in her eyes made one's heart tremble. She was indeed being serious.
"Your current weight is indeed insufficient. However, when I said 'hand,' I wanted you to take off the Age Ring on your finger."
In an instant, I understood. The current me was overweight. It was impossible for me to be overweight when I was younger. Taking off the ring would be enough.
"Why didn't you say so earlier? You tricked me again! Hey, hey, wait a moment, I still have something to say … "
Furious, I hurriedly took off the ring. However, before I could even complain, Marguerite's cane descended and the light of teleportation enveloped me.
At this moment, I could only hurriedly pick up the Roland Sacred Sword and prepare myself. I could only helplessly accept the reality that I had been tricked.
After I left, the square returned to silence. Adam suddenly spoke.
"Did you vent your anger?"
"Of course. That bastard, he actually forgot about me again. He really isn't a good friend. The way he looks at a stranger is so irritating. "
Even the Saint who always had a calm expression had times when she was filled with righteous indignation. However, right after that, Marguerite's expression suddenly turned gloomy and she laughed out loud.
"However, I can't completely blame him. Let bygones be bygones. Even if he forgets about the past, I can just add new memories. This time, I should leave a deep impression on him. "
Adam shook his head helplessly and turned his attention to the south. That was where the final battle would determine the fate of the entire Northlands would take place.
"I don't know if Roland will be able to do it by himself. That side really isn't easy to deal with."
"Hmph, he's not alone. Did you forget about Amelia and that cat? Why do you think they disappeared for so long? That brat Roland is inconceivably cautious. He already left behind several trump cards that no one knows about. "
Just as I expected, at this moment, in the market area of Red Maple City, a witch was making her final preparations for the battle.
"Oh my, I really suffered a huge loss this time. When the time comes, I'll ask Junior for compensation. Little babies, wake up, it's time to eat. Relax, the main food this time isn't the disgusting zombies. This time, let's play Plants vs Beastmen! "
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