If the opportunity for a surprise attack had been lost, then Richard Haas would have to re-examine the possible losses of attacking the magic tower.
Was there a way for the magic tower to destroy an entire legion?
Of course.
But Richard Haas was not a battlefield newbie who had never experienced the battle against the tower.
There would be disputes between nobles over the issue of territory, so it was impossible for nobles and mages to coexist peacefully without disputes. In most cases, such personal grudges would not arouse public indignation among mages, and the Society of Sorcerers had no reason to intervene. Therefore, it was not rare for nobles to attack the tower with their private army.
On the contrary, if the tower owner was killed, there might be mages who would be happy to have an empty tower to compete for, and they would not have any resentment against the nobles. As long as the nobles did not claim and encroach on the magic tower's inherent 10 kilometers (10 kilometers) of territory, the successor would not care if the former tower owner was robbed. This was the general rule of the Maze World. But if a certain noble wanted to raze the magic tower, there would immediately be a big shot from the Society of Sorcerers to teach him a lesson.
In other words, from Richard Haas's point of view, attacking the magic tower with the current manpower was not without a chance of success. In addition, the mages who took over the Tower of the Great Sage could only be regarded as the tower owner's new recruits, completely different from those old fellows who had been in business for a long time, and were also the easiest to bully. However, whether the losses and benefits of attacking the tower were equal was another level of problem.
There was no need to consider an act of righteousness that could easily increase the reputation and achievements of Count Sita and the Thunder and Lightning Corps. Richard Haas had full confidence in the surprise attack of the soldiers he brought out. But if the other party was already alert and changed from a surprise attack to a frontal attack and defense, the losses might be great, so he had to consider it again and again.
Not to mention that his team was carrying an extremely valuable temporary cargo. Bringing it back would not only bring great fame to the count, but also strengthen the strength of the corps. Moreover, in order to seize the cargo, the elite squadron that followed had casualties and was not in the best condition. These factors made the corps commander have some concerns, and it was difficult for him to make a decision easily.
In the face of his father's subordinates who remained silent, the young noble gradually lost his patience. The constant urging turned into all kinds of threats and curses. In the end, he impatiently gave an ultimatum and said in a stern tone, "General Haas, I've said it very clearly. Draw up a plan to attack the tower and carry it out. You have to remember whose subordinate you are. "
Richard Haas stopped thinking impatiently in the noisy environment, and when he came back to his senses, he was amused by his young master's threat. He said coldly, "Of course I know, Baron Sita. I am your father's subordinate. Unfortunately, you have yet to inherit your father's title. "
The last thread of reason in the mind of the young noble who was disregarded for his right of inheritance snapped. He placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, preparing to teach this ungrateful fellow a lesson. He had completely forgotten that if they were to really fight, he would be the one to be taught a lesson based on the strength of both sides. However, a tiger's roar suddenly resounded through the sky, interrupting Baron Sita's irrational behavior and bringing him back to reality.
That tiger's roar was very familiar to everyone present. Several soldiers of the Thunder and Lightning Corps ran out of the forest and came to the side of Richard Haas and Baron Sita to guard them. The five people of the adventurer team looked in the direction of the sound at the same time. The hunter said in astonishment, "Could it be that the king level magical beast has chased out!"
The next moment, not far from the forest behind the team, a roar was also heard. Compared to the previous sound, it was much more immature. The warrior leader's face changed and he cursed, "Damn it, could it be that the cub has woken up."
In the middle of the Thunder and Lightning Corps' platoon camp, there was a carriage carrying an iron cage. Inside the iron cage was a white, black spotted, four-legged, winged tiger cub, firmly fixed to the base of the iron cage by iron chains.
The effects of the drug used by hunters to put animals to sleep have not completely worn off yet. But when it heard the mother beast's roar, it still struggled in response, and constantly twisted its body, trying to break free from the iron chains.
This cub was the spoils of war of the group. The Thunder and Lightning Corps' platoon held back the king level magical beast – the Winged Tiger. Then the six-man adventurer team led by the heavy warrior Schmidt and Baron Sita secretly captured the Winged Tiger cub.
Whether it was domesticated or turned into a magic material, the value of this cub was no less than a standard count's territory and several years of tax income. It was because of that battle that Baron Sita insisted on starting that the Thunder and Lightning Corps' platoon suffered casualties.
But the goal at that time was only to hold back the king level magical beast. When the Winged Tiger realized something was wrong and wanted to turn back, there was already no trace of its cub. It wanted to chase after the humans that held it back, but Richard Haas had already fled with his people. Missing both ends, the magical beast rushed out of its territory in grief and indignation and began to track down its cub.
Now that they encountered it again, it was definitely bad news for the human side. Because before, they could still take advantage of the time difference to escape separately. But now they had to fight positional warfare. Not only did they have to defend the cub and not let it recapture, but they also had to defend against the king level magical beast's attack until it was killed or repelled. This difficulty was not just one or two levels higher.
At this time, the magician Maher Lind Euless proposed what he thought was the most rational choice: "Should we hide in the magic tower and rely on the tower's defense to face this king level magical beast?"
Everyone immediately gave him a look of contempt. They were in such a deadlock before, how could they beg for help now?
At this time, the magic tower reacted. As the strategic offensive magic that they relied on – the Light Ball Attack – blasted towards the source of the tiger's roar. Then everyone was disappointed, and even desperate.
As a strategic-level attack spell that was mostly used in Magic Towers, the power and fame of the Light Bullet Attack Spell was very familiar to those who had rich experience. It would condense a dazzling ball of light like a small sun at the top of the tower and slowly descend on the enemy's head. The huge magic power condensed would annihilate everything in its path until the magic power contained in the ball of light was exhausted.
It should be known that most of the offensive magic that could lock onto the enemy was limited to a state where the caster could see the enemy and take the initiative to blast at the enemy in the way of mental power control; there was no real sense of locking onto the enemy and then automatically tracking. And the more complex the magic, the more difficult it was to use mental power to change the attack path.
And strategic offensive magic was mostly used in places where the caster could not directly observe, so there was no way to talk about locking onto the enemy. The only thing that could be done was to specify a direction and distance, and then expand the killing range as much as possible to cause a large number of casualties.
This meant that strategic offensive magic was not suitable to be used against magical beasts. Because by the time the caster finished the magic and cast it in the specified direction and distance, the magical beast might have run to other places to show off.
So the way the magic tower dealt with magical beasts was to lure the other party close, and then cast a large number of area-of-effect offensive magic with the tower as the center to attack the magical beasts outside the tower. It was obvious that the rookie tower master did not have this kind of common sense.
Next was the ball of light that was only the size of a human head. With a whoosh, it flew in the direction of the Winged Tiger, completely lacking the power that a Light Bullet attack should have. Maher Lindérès was the first to react, and cursed in a low voice. Because this meant that the tower master might have taken the initiative to modify the strategic offensive magic array in the process of renovating the tower, and the worst result would be that the magic array would be damaged. Then, everyone would be in trouble.
Richard Haas methodically gave the order, and the soldiers of the Thunder and Lightning Legion moved quickly.
To deal with such a huge and powerful magical beast, unless it was a castle or a magic tower, it was extremely unwise to choose a simple wooden stronghold for positional warfare.
The best way was to use a distributed encirclement, in the form of a siege, and the soldiers standing behind the magical beast would attack, and at the same time provoke it. The purpose was to make it difficult for the magical beast to attend to one thing and lose sight of the other.
But the reality was that there was still the restless cub to defend, so that the Winged Tiger could not take it back, and the heir of Count Sita had to be protected. This would divert a lot of manpower. Richard Haas quickly came up with an idea. He first let the hunters in the adventure team go forward to deal with the cub. His tone was a little harsh, but at this critical moment, no one would care.
Then, he arranged the assembled teams. Although this group of elite soldiers was not afraid of fighting at night, they still had to deal with a king-level magical beast that had killed a lot of them before. Everyone was still in high spirits. At the juncture of life and death, they had to rely on themselves. Did they not see the magic tower's weak attack, saying that it was just an itch …
Facing the three-story building not far away, everyone was still complaining when they saw the top of the tower shoot out continuous balls of light, like a string of beads, in the direction of the Winged Tiger.
No matter how fast the balls of light flew, they were silent, but when they hit an object, the chaotic power produced by the annihilation of magic would produce a muffled sound of explosion. But because the human army was still some distance away from the Winged Tiger, they could not hear such a muffled sound. In their ears, it was the roar of an injured king-level magical beast, louder and angrier.
The magic tower's attack was unprecedented. Looking at the string of balls of light swaying in the air, and the Winged Tiger's continuous roar, the hunters could not help but come to the side of the team's magician and ask, "Could it be that all those light balls hit that magical tiger? How did they do it? "
Maher Linds-Euless hesitated for a long time before replying, "Well, don't ask me."
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