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Chapter 39 Assault

Everything is under the control of Valed. Although the other party's performance occasionally makes people shine, saying, "Oh, the opponent is not an idiot, it's okay." Or similar evaluations are not known as high or low. However, this does not affect the short-range of the war, nor can it affect the result.

So far, almost everything has been predicted by Valed. Constantine violated the season's troops and was besieged. Then she encountered various difficulties. She finally had to retreat, but found that their only way back, the Black Fire Pass, had already occupied the undead army...

This situation is simply bad, it cannot be worse.

In the camp, the generals had already quarreled. However, they were just venting their excitement and despair. Most of them were at a loss about the current situation. They said nonsense and empty words. No one could come up with a good idea.

Duke Constantine sat on his hands and watched the performances of these generals coldly. Seeing these people's hysterical appearance, the duke vaguely brought the animals in the circus performances he had seen into it. He found that these noble bastards were noisy, which was no different from playing monkeys...

So the Duke stood up happily, pulled out his sword indifferently - and then suddenly killed the case in front of him into two pieces!

"Don't argue anymore! Since you can't come up with an idea, just be honest and obedient!"

At this moment, the Black Fire Pass was drawn from the surrounding quarry and above the city gate made of warm black rocks. Vared stretched out his hand and pressed the scepter and looked down.

The city is as warm as early summer, while the city is cold winter. Just one level is separated by two completely different climates... This is really an interesting natural phenomenon.

Unlike humans who are eager to escape, Vared and his vampire officers had the time to have fun discussing this interesting geographical structure, from the structure of the mountain, the terrain, and the surrounding volcanic and geological activities. He said a long paragraph in one breath, just as he taught his subordinates popular science knowledge.

No one around the vampire officers seemed to think that Vared was wrong. They all enjoyed this feeling, the indifferent and leisurely feeling when the superior party took the initiative in the battlefield.

Because we have the advantage, we do whatever we want. We fight as soon as we want, and we don’t fight as we don’t want to fight. You must follow our arrangements - this is a mentality that will make the vampire officers who are tasting for the first time intoxicated.

After the geography course was finished, Valed looked at the angry or helpless human soldiers under the city walls, and finally showed a pity, just like sad about some kind of lower animal about to die, with the high-profile mercy.

Then he opened his mouth and said to the officers around him:

"A truly savvy commander is not about a battle, a battle's victory or defeat. It is not about a city or a pass's gain or loss. It is about the general trend of the entire battlefield. Most people have already declared failure at the first moment of fighting with such a commander.

Look at him marching, he stationed, he attacked, he retreated... But all his actions are based on the other party's intentions and the intentions of the party with the initiative. He can only passively choose to accept the options given to him by his opponent, and no matter what choice he makes, the final result is... to be slaughtered."

"So, have you reached this level?" asked the vampire officers standing beside him.

"No." Vared shook his head: "I have only heard of this state. Don't say that I have not reached it, even if I have heard of it, legends, I have never heard of anyone reaching this level. In fact, I think this state is just a yearning for military strategists. In reality, no one can do this. I just keep thinking about this aspect and moving closer."

"Is that true?" After hearing this, a group of vampires were immediately immersed in the fantasy of the legend and the military commander's fixed location.

"Okay, everyone, it's not the time to think about such things. The other party has started attacking." Vared said. Indeed, while the officers and generals under Vared were chatting, the army of the Principal of Ive could no longer help but take action at the city gate.

Upon hearing this, a group of vampire officers hurriedly came to the front of the city wall and saw an ogre mercenary unit being concentrated. They launched a team of catapults that were several larger than normal. At the same time, a group of imperial artillery soldiers also began to fiddle with their artillery. It seemed that the other party wanted to attack the city.

"Do you use weapons to bomb? Then, take our large attack weapons too." Vared chuckled and said such words.

"Yes, leader." The vampire officers responded quickly. Soon, a group of exquisitely carved, painted magic runes with hollowed-out centers, and magic attack weapons with magic crystals placed were carefully lifted to the top of the city by the tomb guards. These alchemy masterpieces, scientifically called "portable magic attack devices", are one of the reliances for Valed's battle. They were provided by General Orr of the Southern Military Region.

"It's true... it's lighter than artillery and powerful. Especially the firing speed is much stronger than ordinary artillery... but the cost is a little too high."

Vared gently stroked the portable magic attack device, the runes covered with hollow carvings, which felt bad to the touch and would even be stinged by sharp edges, and then made such a comment.

At this moment, outside the city, the imperial artillery soldiers were still fiddling with their artillery - it seemed that because of the weather, the black powder condensed into a piece, and the soldiers were a little at a loss.

"Damn it, crush these gunpowder and use your hands - don't worry, they wouldn't explode without open flame!" The artillery officers shouted like this. And beside them, the ogre mercenaries loudly laughed at their human colleagues, easily transporting hundreds of pounds of stones to the leverage for a section. Then they prepared to launch-

"emission."

However, before this, the magic supply devices were ready - those magic crystals carved into hexahedrals quickly rotated under the action of the magic array. In a blink of an eye, the phantom turned into a ball, and at the same time it lit up an orange-red light, and the surface temperature also rose to more than one thousand degrees Celsius!
Chapter completed!
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