Cecil's territory was like a machine running at full power. Once the order was given, every part of the machine would run at lightning speed. Not everyone knew what was going to happen next, but almost everyone knew what they should do at the moment. Clear orders and rules were the biggest reason why Cecil's territory was different from other nobles' territories. People only needed to do what they were told, and the huge machine could run perfectly, unleashing a power that left everyone speechless.
In just three days, the southern defense line of the territory was once again reinforced and expanded. Layers of barricades and fences were set up from the Gloom Mountains to the city wall, and between the barricades and fences were minefields. Of the thousands of soldiers, 60% were sent to the southern wall, and the remaining 40% were used as reserves and mobile forces to move around the rest of the defense line. The other security team maintained order in the territory and delivered new orders from the lord at any time. Although a crisis was approaching, everything in the territory seemed to be in order. This atmosphere of 'everything was under control' quickly calmed the slightly panicked atmosphere in the city.
The population of Cecil's territory was exploding. A large number of refugees had not experienced the first defense of the territory, and had not experienced a complete disaster drill. Even if there were people to calm them down, they would inevitably fall into panic. Under normal circumstances, the nobles would not care if these 'untouchables' fell into panic because the nobles only trusted their own Knight, mages, and private army. However, in Cecil's territory, the government office issued clear orders to everyone at once, and let the security team continuously announce the situation. These measures were surprisingly effective. Even the panicked new immigrants quickly calmed down after receiving clear orders from the top. This change surprised Heti.
On the southern wall of the territory, Gwen was leading Heti and the rest to check the layout of the last line of defense. When he heard the report of the situation in the city, he smiled and looked at Heti. "In the end, people's fear comes from the unknown. It is precisely because they don't know what will happen that the fear in their hearts is infinitely magnified. At this time, as long as you give them some clear information or even clear orders, they will easily calm down. Even if you ask them to collectively carry bricks, they will feel at ease — at least there is a response, which means that the situation is still under control. "
At this time, a figure full of arcane brilliance appeared on the wall. The soldiers quickly made way for him. Kamel went straight through the crowd and came to Gwen. "The two magic obelisks have been activated. The entire wall is covered by a magic field."
Gwen nodded. "Thank you for your hard work. It must not have been easy to add two obelisks in such a short time."
"Actually, it's okay. The machines you invented are very useful. I thought it would be more difficult for me to make things in this era without the Enchanted Foundry of the Kingdom of Gondor. Now, the situation is much better than expected," Kamel said. He then raised his body slightly and looked at the entire section of the wall. "This is … something I have never seen before."
Heti, who was beside him, asked curiously, "Have you never been on the battlefield?"
"I'm a researcher. Although I have actual combat experience as a magus, I have never been on the battlefield," Kamel admitted frankly. "And I lived in the era when the Kingdom of Gondor was at its strongest. At that time, no country on the continent dared to go to war with us."
"Then you can see what the battlefield is like." Gwen smiled. "The battlefield of the new era."
"Well, I'm also curious about the aberrations you mentioned." Kamel's arcane brilliance became brighter. "The monsters that appeared in the Demonic Tide … should be of great research value."
Gwen nodded. He then looked around and suddenly became curious. "Where is Rebecca? I haven't seen her since just now. "
"She left the wall in the morning. She said she wanted to go back and prepare for the battle," Heti said. "She's not very good at commanding, but she can still be the firepower, so I let her go."
"Battle equipment …" Gwen blinked. "I don't know what that girl wants to do …"
In the liege's residence, in the 'laboratory' that Rebecca had set up herself, a certain iron-headed doll was carefully putting together a pile of rune boards.
As a level-three mage who could only use big fireballs and had no knowledge of experiments, Rebecca did not have her own laboratory. However, after she showed her talent in mathematics and made contributions to her inventions, Heti relaxed her monitoring of the humanoid self-propelled fireball launcher. Rebecca secretly made her own laboratory. Although it was called a laboratory, it was actually a workshop she had set up in the utility room of her suite. There were not many devices related to magic (after all, she could not use them anyway). Instead, there were a lot of mechanical processing devices, such as small drill platforms and machine tools. Here, Rebecca made a lot of useful things, as well as strange things.
Tyre sat in the corner of the laboratory, watching Rebecca connect the rune boards together with red copper hinges, assembling them into a wide metal belt, and fastening it to her body with hooks and straps. He could not help but ask, "Is this a new type of armor?"
"What armor? This is a combat mage amplification device that I invented myself!" Rebecca looked up at Tyre, who was yawning, while trying to fix the rune boards firmly. "Why do you look like you haven't woken up yet? Didn't you say that you're excited? Excited for a month or so … "
"I misjudged. I underestimated my laziness." Tyre did not mind stretching his body (because his waist was really long). The tip of his tail shook comfortably as he stretched. "You're going to war soon, right? You're still playing with toys at this time. Aren't you afraid of being beaten up by your great-grandfather? "
"What do you know? I'm preparing this for war!" Rebecca said with a serious face. At the same time, she finally fastened the last buckle of the combat mage amplification device. "You, on the other hand, are you planning to go back to sleep? Are you really not going to help on the wall? "
"Let's talk about it later …" Tyre was about to doze off, but he still tried to keep his eyelids open. "Why did you call me here? Don't tell me you want an audience to see how you tie yourself up with a strange iron belt?"
"Of course not. I want you to be my insurance because I don't know how effective this amplification device can be," Rebecca said as she pressed her hand on a trigger between the rune boards. As she pressed the button, all the rune boards began to light up one by one. "Watch it. I'll test it first …"
Tyre lazily watched as Rebecca picked up the staff next to her and made a fireball. He then exclaimed lazily, "What the hell is that fireball?!"
On the eastern extension of the southern city wall, a team of special 'city guards' were moving a box of crystal bombs to the tower where the trebuchets were located. Solderlin stood on the side and supervised the work of these soldiers.
They were the sixteen Typhon soldiers who were still prisoners of war.
Knight Balto of Typhon bent down and placed the last crystal bomb beside the catapults. He then stood up and looked back at the city behind him.
From this high ground, he could easily see more than half of the city. He could even see the place where he had been imprisoned.
Today was the third day he was released from prison. As a Typhon soldier, he had been helping the Ansu soldiers move bricks and ammunition boxes for three days on this section of the wall.
It was not something to be proud of, but as a prisoner of war, Balto knew that he did not have much choice. He was lucky enough to be able to breathe the fresh air outside his cell. Furthermore, he was told that his job here was to fight against the monsters from the Gondor wastelands and not his own people. At least that was not too bad.
And in the process of moving bricks for three days, Balto and his comrades did not forget to observe their surroundings. They did not forget to seize the time to understand this mysterious frontier, the mysterious ancient duke and his mysterious new army. And the more they understood, the more surprised they were.
He had thought that the Ansu was a decadent, backward, and barbaric country, deep in the mire of decline. The nobles were corrupt, the civilians were hungry, the borders were destitute, and the internal situation was turbulent. That was what Typhon told the people, and what the Winterwolf soldiers at the border found out was the same. But here, Cecil's territory did not fit Balto's understanding of the Ansu at all.
To be fair, Balto did not even think that any city in Typhon could do the same thing.
The more Balto and his comrades observed, the more shocked they were. If the Ansu developed like this in other places, would it be wise for Typhon to go to war with them?
But the Knight's thoughts did not last long, because a sudden feeling of palpitations rose in his heart.
Following the guidance of his intuition, he turned to look at the mountain barrier south of the city wall. With the powerful vision of an Extraordinary, he saw an ominous black-red cloud rising from the boundary between the mountain and the plain, and countless twisted and ferocious figures appeared in the cloud.
He heard one of his comrades muttering beside him, "What … is that?!"
The most urgent alarm sounded on the city wall, and the sentries on the watchtower rang the bell and shouted loudly.
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