A heartwarming daily life farming novel, occasionally also a passionate epic.
Spears spread across the wilderness like a thriving forest. Glorious knights march in formation, and countless bl...
Seeing this, the griffin knights fighting in the sky swooped down, tightly gripping the lightning spears in their hands and continuously pouring in surging magic power until they got close, then shot out like lightning.
The spiral lightning gun hit the composite platinum dragon scale armor, bringing out sparks, then exploded and bounced off, leaving only a few sparks. The fierce electric current in it could only flicker and disappear on the outside of the armor, unable to penetrate into the core.
The dragon-slaying spears of yesteryear proved useless against a dragon of steel and metal. Thanks to the breath and agitation of the Erlong, the Western Alliance's follow-up troops were once again trapped outside the city walls, unable to enter. At this point, the Imperial Army defending the city gained confidence and began to counterattack the increasingly isolated Western soldiers within the city.
Even though these enemies have the blessing of Imitation Huasilin, they are not completely invincible. There are still many means or powerful attacks that break through the limits that can kill such people.
Beneath the city wall, Jelann looked up at the war dragon swimming and roaring in the sky. He was about to step forward but was stopped by the knights at his side. They could not let the future Duke of Griffin take risks here.
"Even though you possess the family's sacred relic, please prioritize your own safety. This is the Duke's instruction." The knights spoke thus, escorting the eldest son of the Griffin slowly out of the defeated city of Titaneia.
The brutal battle lasted from dusk to night, and from night to dawn. It was not until the next day that the Western Alliance forces temporarily retreated. By then, the walls of Titaneia were in ruins, with cracks and gaps everywhere.
Many soldiers defending the city fell asleep exhausted on the city walls, the ground was littered with dead and living bodies, and traces of black ashes from burning were everywhere.
After this battle, nearly 80,000 legionnaires stationed in the city died directly, and countless were injured. However, the attacking Western Alliance Army also had a hard time. Many troops of small nobles disappeared directly from the organization and roster.
After a brief pause and calm, this brutal fight made countless people feel both fearful and relieved. Many people began to feel terrified, and the lords of the Western Territory had to start thinking of other ways to win.
After all, the soldiers under their command are not the kind of people who are fearless of death. If the intensity of the war continues to escalate, I am afraid that these soldiers will gradually lose their morale and flee.
The Empire has ruled this vast land for hundreds and thousands of years. Even with the support of the Griffin Duke, the residual power it left behind will still cause psychological pressure on most ordinary people.
"We can only ask Her Majesty the Witch for help again." After everyone thought about it in vain, they began to think of this trouble-free method. This can only be attributed to human laziness. Who would give up the simple and easy-to-use method at hand?
However, will the witch's interference definitely create an ideal country, or will it just suppress the problem again and start a new cycle.
The world keeps moving forward, day and night.