The battle lasted until dawn. Archbishop Nicholas did not move at all, and he just looked at the group of powerhouses gathered at the top of the city wall.
The people around Salin did not move either, and they all stayed on a section of the city wall that was 500 meters wide. If they left, Archbishop Nicholas would personally attack the city wall.
If Archbishop Nicholas planned to attack in another area, Salin and the others would also support him at the top of the city wall.
The two sides monitored each other and were in a stalemate until the battle came to an end.
Salin did not expect the enemy to use such a method. The people around him could not move, because he and Nelis could not participate in the battle. The remaining people could only gather together to fight against the red-robed elder.
The only people who could support other positions were some mages and Elinor.
However, there were very few mid-level mages under Salin, and the abilities of low-level mages were offset by the enemy's mages. Elinor could not defend the five-kilometer-wide city wall alone.
The battle became very tragic. Salin did not want it to be like this, but he could not change the outcome. His army had to protect the merchants and civilians in the city. The nobles sent their troops up, and more than a dozen nobles who were skilled in swordsmanship even personally went to the top of the city wall.
Even if there were bodyguards accompanying them, it was still quite dangerous. However, as the mayor, Salin, had been supervising the battle at the top of the city wall, and the nobles were inspired with courage and a sense of honor that had never disappeared.
The first emperor of Qin Yin had said that nobles who could protect civilians were good nobles.
Qin Yin was the first country to abolish slavery. There were a large number of commoners here, and they were also the main source of recruitment. Whoever had more commoners would be stronger, and the nobles who abandoned the commoners would find it difficult to recruit new commoners.
Salin was not surprised that these nobles would eventually participate in the battle. What surprised him was that the soldiers under the nobles were also very brave. However, he had strict control over such battles. When they were bloodshot, they had to leave the descendants of the nobles behind, lest they go extinct.
The casualty ratio of both sides was about one to three. In other words, for every three expeditionary soldiers killed, one soldier of Metatlin City would die.
Archbishop Nicholas appeared less than a kilometer outside the city. At this time, the expeditionary army still had more than 70,000 troops.
After the death of the three lords, once the Undead died and dissipated, no one could summon them anymore. After losing tens of thousands of Undead, Metatlin City had to send more troops to defend.
The only fortunate thing was that the defending side had far more injuries than deaths. After all, Salin had plenty of troops. He had dispatched over a thousand Magic Wolf Riders to the city walls. These Gaugass rode their Magic Wolves, and if they saw any heavily injured soldiers, they would immediately let the Magic Wolves bring them back.
The flying axes of the Caucasians and Barbarians also played a huge role. The flying axes were extremely lethal when thrown out, and even the enemy's heavily armored soldiers would be injured. If they were only wearing light armor, one flying axe could sometimes cause one death and one injury.
Only when two-thirds of the 2nd Battalion had died did they retreat from the city walls, and the 3rd Battalion took their place. At this time, the 6th Metatlin also headed west from the southern city wall.
Watching the believers die one by one, Archbishop Nicholas' subordinates were all trembling in fear. Would they be able to survive after such an outcome? When the sun rose from the ground, the tens of thousands of troops were wiped out.
Salin was also watching from the top of the city wall. The enemy still had more than ten thousand troops, and they had already stopped attacking. The soldiers on the top of the city wall were quickly replaced. The 3rd Battalion was replaced by the 4th Battalion. All the mercenaries withdrew from the battle, and the wounded were sent to the medical camp provided by the City Hall.
Next time, he would have to use the Broken Blade Pass to stop the enemy.
Salin had been calculating the number of casualties on his side. It must have been close to ten thousand, which was something Salin did not expect. The enemy's way of fighting was to exchange their lives with the enemy. Salin had the geographical advantage, but so many soldiers had died. It was unbearable.
"Give the order to West Town. Tell them … not to intercept the enemy." Salin looked at the ten thousand soldiers below the city. Ten thousand people was still a terrifying force. If the people of West Town attacked, there would be more than ten thousand casualties.
The voice transmission magic formation in the city hall could contact West Town. It was Salin's order that West Town had been in seclusion. Even when Archbishop Metatlin sent 20,000 people to the rear, Salin did not let the army of West Town attack from the rear.
That was because even if he did not destroy the army of the Vatican, they would not survive for more than a year. It was not worth it to fight with these people.
It was impossible for all the troops of the Vatican to be like this. The Pope had no one to use, so he made this decision. Because of this decision, Salin lost at least half of his men. These soldiers controlled by the Divine Spell were not sensitive to pain. Even if an arm was chopped off, they could still fight with vigor.
Salin's soldiers emphasized discipline during training, and they had too little experience in killing. Faced with such an enemy, there were many mistakes at the beginning, which resulted in some undeserved casualties. Some soldiers pierced their enemy's abdomen with a spear, pulled it out, and wanted to attack another enemy, but were slashed back by the heavily injured enemy.
Normally, a person who had been pierced in the abdomen would not be able to continue fighting, but the soldiers of the Vatican could, and their strength did not decrease.
Only the Alchemy Arrows shot from the arrow towers on both sides could kill the enemy in one shot. There were not many Caucasians at the top of the city, and the flying axes of the barbarians could not deal with too many enemies. A barbarian with five flying axes was enough.
To Salin's surprise, these barbarians were very helpful in boosting morale. None of the barbarians retreated. Faced with an enemy that was like a madman, the barbarians seemed to be the crazier kind.
The two defense points near Salin had fewer casualties, because of Trish's existence. She could kill more than thirty meters of enemies with a long whip. In the end, blood was everywhere on the city wall. The mercenaries were not well-equipped and could not stand steadily. Only Salin's soldiers could still run in the sticky pool of blood.
The attack retreated, but no one cheered. The city wall was piled with corpses, most of them from the expeditionary army. Among the corpses, there were also heavily injured soldiers. They could no longer be healed by the mages and could only die slowly.
Salin was very tense. It was not until Archbishop Nicholas retreated with the remaining soldiers that he gave the order to clean up the battlefield.
A huge incinerator was prepared in the city. The corpses of the enemies and their own soldiers were separated. Many slaves had died on Salin's side, but the regular army had to bury their ashes.
Ainphent and Daniel both left the city wall. They were in charge of this. There had to be Necromancers beside the incinerator. The black smoke from the burning corpses had to be collected. These things were harmful to ordinary people, but to Necromancers, they were rare equipment materials.
Salin let Sicar fly higher. When he saw Archbishop Nicholas's team slowly going around West Town, he ordered the mages on the city wall to join in the cleanup.
Salin was very pleased to see the mages walk out. The casualties in this battle were several times more than he had expected. However, the mages who did not die were all in the buildings on the city wall, very safe.
Dante's defensive ability meant that the mages could only cast some divine spells on their own soldiers, but they could not destroy the buildings on the city wall. Salin's mages could hide inside and use magic to attack.
Now, the low-level mages walked out and began to clean up the blood on the ground with Cleansing. The giant eagles circling in the sky had been waiting for the battle to end. They wanted a share of the loot.
The giant eagles of the north were scavengers. Salin's soldiers did not go out of the city to clean up, so the giant eagles became bolder. They all pounced on the ground and pecked at the corpses of the Vatican soldiers.
When Archbishop Nicholas completely disappeared from the observation range of Salin's Elemental Eyes, Salin said to Sicar, "Bring me back to the shrine. I'm so tired."
The five thousand prison guards did not participate in the attack. Instead, they had retreated early. The five thousand prison guards were led by two black-robed mages. The two level-eight Magic Shooters were in a daze, and the black-robed priests did not dare to disturb them. Although the power of the twelve of them was definitely greater than the two detestable fellows, their killing methods were better than the black-robed priests.
If not for the fact that the Golden Sword Sage had died so easily, the two of them would not have been in a hurry to retreat. However, even the Golden Sword Sage could not resist the power, so the two of them did not dare to try.
They might be rewarded if they used their equipment to record the video and show it to the chief judge. However, if they killed all five thousand prison guards, the reward would be gone.
The two Magic Shooters comforted themselves, but in fact, they were already extremely afraid. The Golden Sword Sage was the pillar of their hearts. Once this pillar fell, their confidence would also collapse.
The combination of a Golden Sword Sage and two level-eight Magic Shooters was absolutely terrifying. Now that the Golden Sword Sage was dead, the level-eight Magic Shooters might be powerful, but they did not have that invincible power.
The enemy could manipulate lightning. The Golden Sword Sage and his equipment were turned into ashes by that lightning. Who would be able to resist such power?
Not mentioning the expeditionary army that had retreated, Salin returned to the shrine and immediately went to the sixth floor. There was a room here that was specially used for healing. Salin soaked his entire body in the Restoration Water. At the same time, he soaked his left hand, which was only left with bones, in the magic liquid alone.
Salin was already used to this kind of injury. There were no cracks on his jade-green bones. The power of the lightning had caused all the flesh and blood on his left hand to his wrist. It would take about half a year for it to regrow.
In this half a year, Salin could not advance to become a Magic Shooter.
"Master!" Neris recovered much faster than Salin. She entered Salin's room and was stunned to see only Sicar guarding it. But then she remembered that the only person Salin could completely trust was herself and Sicar.
"Master, I know that you want the Thunder Dragon's corpse." Neris said as she took off the bracelet and put it on the ground. She also knelt in front of the crystal box and looked at Salin's injured hand.
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