Chapter 400 399 The situation worsens



Chapter 400 399. The situation worsens

The high fortress stands tall above a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

Beneath the majestic city walls, the corpses of humans and demons lay piled on top of each other, and the dark red blood that had soaked through the soil had already solidified.

Among them, some extremely large, gray-green troll corpses were particularly eye-catching. They lay like a hill next to the broken siege equipment.

In this brutal war of attrition, like a meat grinder, even the trolls, known for their resilience, would fall as easily as harvested straw.

The defensive positions painstakingly built by humans under the city were already riddled with holes after several rounds of fierce attacks, and several key nodes were on the verge of being completely torn apart several times.

In the end, it was only by relying on the continuous magic bombardment from the magic tower in the rear that they were able to stabilize their position and repel the demon's offensive once again.

At this moment, the craftsmen and mages are using this precious breathing time bought with their lives to desperately repair the fortifications under the city.

But Allama knew that this was not a long-term solution.

Facing the fierce attacks of three demon armies at the same time, even the High Castle Fortress, known for its solidity, was like a lone boat in a storm, bearing unprecedented pressure.

Even worse...

Alama's hand was pressed tightly against his left waist. Between his fingers, one could vaguely see an inky dark energy entangled and competing with the soft healing white light, bringing waves of piercing pain and cold numbness.

This was the painful price he paid for his carelessness.

He recalled Sigimund's hateful fat face.

That sinister guy even went so far as to disguise himself as a fat pig indulging in pleasure. He had been defeated repeatedly and reasonably in previous confrontations, successfully numbing his vigilance.

It wasn't until the last pursuit that he bared his fangs!

He was besieged by three demon dukes, especially one of them, Veralis, whom he was not familiar with.

Veralis's attack method was extremely strange. During the fierce battle, Alama was suddenly jumped out from the shadows by Veralis, who used her teeth to gouge out a piece of flesh and armor from his waist.

If it weren't for the loyal Hemlock Knights who fought to the death with their flesh and blood to block the way, and if it weren't for the fact that Sigimund suddenly muttered "Where is the honey" at the critical moment and left alone, Alama would probably have died in that ambush.

He now finally understood why Sigismund had blocked the border at all costs.

But he couldn't figure it out.

According to all known information, the "Mad" Valeris, who is known for her madness and cunning, should still be on the eastern front of the empire, confronting the dwarf army of Copper Mountain.

Why did she appear out of nowhere under the High Castle and team up with Sigismund to ambush him?

What happened to the dwarves?

The doubts were soon revealed.

A guard in charge of intelligence quickly stepped forward and reported urgently, "Lord Alama, a large-scale elemental uprising has occurred among the dwarves. A quarter of their territory is involved in the war. They are now unable to take care of themselves and are completely unable to contain the Empire!"

Alama quickly asked, "Elemental Riot? When did it start?"

"About half a month ago!"

"Half a month?!" Alama's voice rose in anger. "Such important information, why did they only report it today?!"

The guard's face was filled with helplessness. "Sir, you know that the Dwarf Kingdom and we are separated by the Scarecrow Abyss, a place that naturally blocks all communication magic! Furthermore, the Dwarves initially blocked the news. When our spies finally uncovered the truth and tried to report back, they ran into a magical interference array that the elves had suddenly activated for some unknown reason, covering the entire border! In the end... in the end, we relied on Puji's 'Unfalling' ability to forcibly cross the Scarecrow Abyss. It wasn't until late last night that we finally delivered the intelligence!"

"Dwarves! Elves! At this critical moment of life and death!" Alama slammed his fist on the table, causing the map scroll to jump.

But soon, Allama had no time to be angry, he thought of more keenly!

"No! Now that the dwarves have completely eliminated their threat and the pressure on the eastern border has been greatly reduced, they should be able to mobilize more troops to attack... Why is it that only the Duke's troops led by Veralith have been added so far?"

unless……

Alama's face changed drastically. He turned around suddenly and ran towards the communication room almost at a sprint.

He must immediately warn Brennus on the northwest front to beware of possible danger!

However, just as he opened the door of the messenger room, he bumped into another messenger who was crawling in. The official's face was ashen and his whole body was shaking like a sieve, as if he had seen the end of the world.

"My Lord Duke! This is bad! The northwest... the northwest front has suffered a crushing defeat!" His voice was shrill, tinged with tears. "A demonic war beast appeared on the western front. Lord Sword Saint Alwyn succeeded in slaying it, but as the beast was dying, the vampire prince Vesalius, lurking within it, suddenly launched a surprise attack! Lord Sword Saint... was gravely wounded! The army was immediately defeated. Duke Brennus is leading the remnants, and they have... have retreated to Sanshan City!"

"Sanshan City?!" Alama felt the blood surging in his chest, causing the injury on his waist to become more painful.

Sanshan City is only a few days' journey from Gaobao Fortress, which is almost the last decent line of defense.

Once Sanshan City is breached again, Gaobao Fortress will be completely trapped in a dead end where it will be attacked from both sides and there will be no need to defend it at all.

Once the northern gate of High Castle Fortress is opened, the imperial army will be able to march straight in. The road ahead will be smooth and undefended, and the fall of the United Kingdom will be almost foreseeable.

Even now, although a large area in the southwest of the kingdom has not been covered by the demon flag, it is only because the main force of the demons intends to swallow up the remaining troops of Brunus in one fell swoop and has no time to divide their forces to occupy it.

Those territories are essentially no different from those that have been occupied.

However, it's not a dead end yet.

Alama took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the severe pain.

He glanced at the two frightened faces before him, and asked in a voice that was a little hoarse from trying to control himself, but very clear: "So, is there any news from Oath City?"

"Yes, yes!" The messenger handed over a copied note.

Alama took it and quickly scanned the contents.

In addition to the details of Brennus's defeat, it also describes the arrangements for their remaining forces.

Simply put, the situation has deteriorated to the point of life and death, and the United Kingdom can only put all its resources into it.

Grand Duke Lorenzo of the City of Oath has personally led the legion and the mage corps, rushing day and night to support the High Castle Fortress.

The remaining troops of Duke Brunus were fully supported by the church.

There was no detailed explanation of how the church, with only a team of knights and priests, could resist the demons, but at this point Alama had no choice but to trust that the other party could work.

At the end of the message, Grand Duke Lorenzo said in an almost pleading tone: "Until the reinforcements arrive, the High Castle Fortress... must be held!"

"Do I need to tell you..."

boom--

There was a tremor, and the demons returned again.

Back on the city wall, Alama met Sigismund at first sight. That guy seemed to think that he had already won. In front of the two armies, he was holding a jar of honey and eating it mouthful after mouthful!

Alama clenched his fists. He would not give up easily!

He drew his sword, pointed it at the city walls, and his voice echoed through the walls: "All troops! Meet the enemy!"

(End of this chapter)

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