Chapter 297: Dimensionality Reduction Strike
“We will leave at dawn tomorrow. We must rush to Susar within seven days to join the naval fleet in the Weihong Sea.”
Wearing a luxurious robe Prince Selant stood in the big tent and said in an unquestionable tone.
He only has seven days left. The female commander of Ghost City and Sembia only gives him seven days, Prince Selant thought.
Once the expected time is exceeded, reinforcements from the north and east will arrive.
Especially the North!
Originally, the one he feared the most was the female lord of Arabe City, but now there is a mage lord from Mokou Town.
“It can only be sooner, not later. Remember, anyone who wants to delay or stop us is undoubtedly an enemy, and there is no need to show mercy to enemies. But listen to my words! Listen to orders! No It is forbidden to burn any village or farmhouse, and it is forbidden to take anyone's belongings. It is forbidden to loot, and it is not allowed to rape women! You and your men must remember this, because all those who violate the order must go back and prepare for the gallows. , the meeting is dismissed!”
The prince’s eyes exuded a cold light, and the subordinates in the tent left in silence.
The massacre of Twilight City's stubborn resistance was enough to scare all those who resisted. He believed that wherever his army went, they would all surrender like Mashanbai and Huailun City.
This is indeed the case, thanks to the people of the Mashanbai Merchant Guild.
After all, this businessman doesn't care who the ruler is. They only care about how much profit they can take advantage of after the war is over, and how many times a piece of bread can be sold for.
So, the meaningless massacre will only increase the difficulty of his later management.
Prince Selant was the last to leave the tent.
He stood in the bleak dawn and narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the commotion in the camp.
At his order, the lieutenants rushed back to their respective squads. The captains came and went, cursing, and the nobles, trumpeters and attendants also climbed to their feet.
The heavy cavalry from the Dragon Coast are galloping in the wilderness, raising clouds of dust.
"Seven days...just seven days." Prince Celant thought silently in his heart.
In just seven days, his army can join forces with the mercenaries from the Weihong Sea in Susar City. As long as this thousand-year-old imperial capital is captured, the entire south of the Kingdom of Cormyr will be wiped out. Falling into his hands, he has the strength to compete with the North.
“Get damn ready for me!”
A sergeant officer from Ximen City stood in the distance and shouted, as if to prevent the smell of alcohol in his mouth from affecting the morale of his subordinates.
“When the sun climbs four fingers higher, there will be a military review! Everything must be polished to shine like the moon. Weapons, horse gear, armor, and your mounts. If any If anyone dares to embarrass me during the review, break his legs! Hey, have you all been fucked by bitches? Please cheer up!"
"We are going to fight. "The cavalry captain quickly tucked his shirt into his crotch and guessed, "Are we going to fight, Sergeant?"
"What do you think? You think we are going to the harvest festival? Hula for the celebration? We will attack the imperial city of Cormyr. The captain didn't mention how to line up, but we all know that our team will lead the charge as usual. Run! Wait, come back. I have to tell you in advance, because there will be no time for this, folks. The nobles have come up with some fashionable stupid idea to liberate the people. We're not going to fight the enemy, but we're going to march into our, uh, ancient territory and go there and - you know - help our neighbors. Now listen carefully: you're not allowed to touch. Civilians in Cormyr are not allowed to rob..."
"What?" The cavalry captain opened his mouth, "You can't tell what rob means? Then how do we rob...how do we feed the horses? Sir? ”
"You can grab some horse feed, but that's it. I tell you, don't hurt anyone, don't burn any houses, don't destroy any grain... Shut your mouth, Raj! This is not a village market. . This is the army! If you don't obey the order, you will be hanged! I said: no killing, no killing of livestock, no..."
The sergeant paused and thought about it.
"Okay, even if you want to rape a woman, don't make any noise. Find a place where no one can see you." After a moment, he added.
In addition to the clearly visible black smoke column on the horizon, black smoke also appeared one after another from other places.
The army is executing the order of Prince Selant to clean up any resistance forces formed by some stragglers around Masamba City who try to block the rapid march.
A long line of siege engines was advancing on the road, the wheels rattling and raising clouds of dust.
There is no doubt that their destination is the imperial capital Susar City.
A group of light cavalry passed the siege queue from the side.
Prince Selant recognized from their pennant pattern that this was the tactical cavalry regiment of Duke Berg of the Dragon Coast, one of the elite troops transferred from the West Gate.
The Tactical Cavalry Regiment includes ten cavalry teams with a total of two thousand people.
The cavalry continued to pass by the roadside, followed by the infantry regiment.
Following them are longbowmen wearing blue jackets and round helmets, crossbowmen wearing pot helmets, as well as giant shield soldiers and spearmen.
Then behind are the shield-bearing soldiers. These veterans come from Redansil City and Star Curtain City on the Dragon Coast. Their armor is as thick as crabs.
The last one is a colorful ragtag group of mercenaries and adventurers from Jondas, Unther, Intub and Tukan...
Of course, there is also a group of spellcasters. The troops, as well as the dark knights and priests of the Bane Church who were suppressed by the War Mage and had to hide in the cave like a group of moldy moles.
The soldiers' steps were brisk, their heavy boots kicking up dust that billowed over the road.
Drums echoed, flags fluttered, and the sharp blades of spears, lances, halberds and long hook knives shook endlessly, refracting dazzling brilliance in the sun.
The soldiers walked proudly and happily.
This is a victorious and undefeated division.
Forward, boys, toward the battlefield!
Go to Sousal!
Destroy our enemies!
Enjoy the sweep, fill your wallet with loot, and go home.
Go home!
Prince Selant looked at all this and was making calculations in his mind.
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The brilliance of the morning sun fell on the city of Susar.
After the end of the Orc War, the Imperial City, which ushered in a brief period of peace, once again entered a highly alert and tense atmosphere.
However, this time, what surprised most civilians in the city was that they did not see the troops being mobilized too frequently. There were no reinforcements even at the port and the north to support the defense of the city. sign.
Moreover, all the Purple Dragon Knights and Battle Mages in the city stayed in their respective camps and were on standby. They had never been seen on the city wall due to large-scale mobilization.
What's even more surprising is that.
The location of the Mage Tower in the center of the city has become a restricted area since the morning. All idlers, including nobles who like to hang out with bird cages, are not allowed to approach. A large number of spellcasters gather. It has been busy here for a long time.
Inside the Mage Tower.
Wearing a smart adventurer's attire and wearing a dark purple star spell cloak, Brian looked up at the royal mage Sandra Cote in front of him and asked: "Sir, how are the preparations going?"< br>
Although the Royal Mage's face was old, his eyes were bright. He nodded slightly, looked at the crystal ball connected to the Observation Eye device in front of him, and said: "We are almost ready, Sir Brian, now we just have to You need to wait patiently for Myrcella to preside over the teleportation circle.”
"It's just..." He turned to look at Brian, his expression obviously hesitant, and then he said worriedly, "The long-distance teleportation circle consumes a lot of energy, although I have followed your request to keep the element pool at its maximum level. It's in a full state, but with the reserve of the element pool, it can only be opened twice at most, and I still need the mage tower to deal with the pirate fleet in the Weihong Sea."
"You don't have to worry about that," Brian said. He cast an understanding look and smiled: "When I helped you remodel the Mage Tower, I had already established connections with the two Mage Towers in Mokou Town and Arabe City in advance. If the energy consumption is too large, I will use Mokou Town to renovate the Mage Tower. The mage tower in Kou Town provides you with energy from the demiplane."
"The Lord Protector is more thoughtful." Upon hearing this, the royal mage looked at Brian with respect. His eyes said, "That makes me feel relieved."
Half an hour later, in the Mage Tower in Mokou Town.
Myrcella, who was wearing a purple robe, and the ghostly figures of Ms. Polaris, the tower spirit, appeared in the command room on the highest floor of the mage tower.
"It's time to begin, madam." Myrcella sat in the seat that originally belonged to Brian and said to Talling.
Ms. Polaris, who was dressed as a girl, nodded slightly, her young face looking solemn as never before.
She waved her hand gently, and a crystal panel flashing with light blue light appeared in front of Myrcella.
If you look carefully, you can find that what appears in the crystal panel is the outline of the imperial capital Susar City.
As the royal capital and largest city of Cormyr, Susar is home to the most powerful noble and merchant families in the country.
The Royal Palace is located in the center of the city, surrounded by large and small gardens and imperial buildings.
This city maintains a large number of Purple Dragon Corps barracks, as well as war colleges, arsenals, port docks, hotels, taverns, and squares.
The temple of Tymora, the goddess of luck, is the most eye-catching temple here, but other shrines such as Liela, Ogma, Mara, Myriel, Tempus and Wojin can also be found. Found here.
But Myrcella’s eyes were not focused here. Instead, with the control of her thoughts, the outline of the entire city of Susar that appeared on the crystal panel became smaller and smaller until it was known as The 'City of Spice' Ma Shanbai appeared in her sight and just stopped.
Looking at the crystal panel, where armies smaller than ants set off from Masanba, which was like a toy castle, Myrcella nodded slightly, and couldn't help but secretly sigh in her heart at the idea that Brian had developed. Functionality and efficiency of new reconnaissance equipment.
In fact, if someone looks up to the sky outside the Mage Tower in Mokou Town and still activates the Eagle Eye technique, they can find that there is an eye-shaped crystal nearly 10,000 meters above the Mage Tower. The ball was suspended there, emitting bright light, like a 'morning star' that only appeared at dawn.
The name of this crystal ball is also called the 'Eye of Insight'. As the energy of the elemental pool is consumed, it can observe the entire Kingdom of Cormyr.
Then its image is transmitted back to the Mage Tower, and through the crystal panel connected to it, you can observe the surrounding changes at will.
In addition to being unable to penetrate solid objects, the 'Eye of Insight' cannot block its prying eyes from illusions, black mist and dense fog.
Myrcella also heard Brian accidentally say that if an insight eye similar to a 'satellite' could be developed, then it might not be difficult to observe the entire Faerûn continent.
Although she didn't know what the so-called 'satellite' specifically referred to, based on the arcane knowledge she had mastered, she deduced that the 'satellite' should be similar to the number surrounding the moon called the 'Tear of Selun' Hundreds of small celestial bodies are similar.
She did not dare to waste time and immediately started busy with her work.
After all, the 'Eye of Insight' at this moment has been turned on to maximum power, consuming energy every minute and every second.
She raised her hand and stroked the smooth crystal panel.
Within the light curtain, many eye-catching red marks appeared around Mashanbai City.
This was the space landmark that Brian and her had set up in advance before leaving.
As long as she wants, she can appear anywhere on the space beacon in an instant.
With the high-level elemental pool and the Mysser energy core connecting the demiplane, and providing energy for Brian's mage tower at the same time, it is not that difficult for a single person to teleport, and the energy consumed is minimal.
But what they are doing today is not a single-person teleportation, but a large-scale teleportation over a long distance.
Without the support of these two major energy supply systems, it would be almost impossible for them to accomplish such a feat that is enough for the world to see.
"It's ready." Ms. Polaris said.
Myrcella glanced at the crystal light curtain, and then nodded slightly towards the tower spirit.
Then, she stared intently at the image of the light curtain and the rebels smaller than ants who had just left Masamba and were heading towards Susar.
At this moment, the female lord seems to have opened a God's perspective, and every move of the enemy is under her control.
What she needs to do is to open large portals, allowing Cormyr's army to pass through the portals and instantly appear in front of the rebels, delivering a fatal blow. Although Brian had already discussed a detailed battle plan with her before leaving.
But if she really wanted to implement it personally, even though she was a duke with a distinguished status and had experienced many wars and countless adventures, she was still a little nervous.
After all, this was the first time she encountered this eye-opening combat method.
No matter what they do, everyone has to experience it for the first time in their life. Therefore, as a wizard whose strength has reached the legendary realm, Myrcella quickly calmed down.
She stared intently at the images in the light curtain and the space landmarks, and began to issue orders that she had rehearsed countless times in her heart.
"Activate the Constructed Legion!"
As orders were issued, many spellcasters who had been waiting for them on the tenth floor of the mage tower quickly became busy.
“Open the space folding!”
The moon elf mage Olanke, who is mainly responsible for constructing creatures, immediately said to his subordinates as soon as he received the order.
As the space was slightly distorted, the original mage tower space was instantly twisted into a large, open square.
Here, neatly arranged mechanical puppets have been waiting for a long time. The steel glows with a cold luster under the magic light on the ceiling.
This foldable space in the Mage Tower stores a full 500 mechanical puppets.
The two figures in the front row are legendary crushers made of adamantine and steel.
They look like a four-legged lobster. Instead, its claws are long, three-sided wedges with sharp spikes. At the top of the body, there is a circular opening that replaces The original head allows it to pass through this opening and release sound waves powerful enough to shatter steel.
The twelve mechanical puppets behind them are steel hammerers whose strength is comparable to that of fourth-level professionals.
The Hammer is a burly humanoid with a mace larger than its head attached to the end of one of its arms, and a three-headed flail that can be used to sweep across the other arm.
Although these twelve steel hammerers do not have the ability to release magic, they have powerful arms with adamantine hammers.
Heavy, strong, and deadly, it is extremely threatening.
Instructions were given one after another, and the eyes of the mechanical puppets, as quiet as sculptures, flashed with light blue luster, and a cold mechanical voice sounded:
"Mechanical Puppet Army: The Crusher is in place.”
"Mechanical Golem Legion: The Hammers are in position."
"Mechanical Golem Legion: The Destroyer is in position."
"Mechanical Golem Legion: The Chargers are in position."
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At the same time, accompanied by a buzzing sound like a beehive, an overwhelming number of ultra-small flying structures were suspended in the mid-air of the square.
The shapes of this group of about a thousand ultra-small structures are all the same pure black color that does not reflect any luster.
The body is about the size of an adult's hand, and the edges of the four cross-shaped spiral wings are extremely sharp.
This group of ultra-small structures is the drone bombing army of Mokou Town. Each drone is filled with two bottles of alchemical potions, such as: blazing glue, strong acid bottles, and phosphorescent bombs. , frost and fog, thunder and lightning, etc.
"Master, the drone bombing army has been fully loaded and ready to go at any time!" A constructed creature that was twice the size of other drones and had eight spiral wings flew to Austria. There was a buzzing sound in front of Rank.
Olanke looked at the leader-like drone and nodded slightly.
In fact, this is not only a drone with autonomous consciousness, but also his construct familiar. It was an unexpected gain when he used his teacher's "Golem Manual" to make the construct.
Not only can it command the drone army like a queen bee, it also has strong self-learning ability and has become the most important partner in his life.
Looking at the Steel Legion in the folding space and the drone bombing legion hovering in the sky, Olank couldn't help but secretly sighed: "I have never seen such a wealthy and luxurious war scene in my life."
< br>“The space beacon is locked!”
“Open the large portal!”
In the command room, Myrcella stared at the crystal light curtain, a pair of beautiful silver-gray eyes, landing on a small red dot in the open terrain directly in front of the ant-like army.
“Here!”
With the distortion of space, a teleportation gate appeared directly on the plain, and then a mechanical puppet was seen walking out of the teleportation gate.
The ground shook slightly. The appearance of these steel structures, which basically weighed more than half a ton, directly scared the birds and beasts within a few kilometers and fled in all directions.
At the same time, thousands of drones were circling like dark clouds.
For Myrcella, who is responsible for commanding the entire battlefield, mechanical puppets and drone bombings of the army are just appetizers for the rebels, a prelude to the beginning of the war.
“Here!”
The female lord stared at the direction of the rebel army’s advance, and her eyes fell on a flat and open gentle slope about one kilometer in front of them.
In the military camp of Susar City, the Purple Dragon Knights, personally commanded by Iron Regent Hesiah, immediately drove their horses and passed through the large portal that appeared in front of them in an orderly manner.
Standing on the hillside, Hesiah took off his steel mask, and his dark purple cloak swayed behind him.
A bard from Shenhai Town was sitting in the shadow of a big tree, composing a ballad.
The content is about this successful military operation, as well as the bravery of the regent, the prudence of the commander, and the bravery of the humble infantry.
Just like before, to save time, he began composing before the action.
"Brothers welcome us, bring us bread and salt..." The poet named Ellend Windfall sang in advance: "They welcome the savior, bring us bread and salt... Hey, Prince Regent Your Highness, can you help me think of a word that rhymes with 'salt'?"
Hesiah ignored it. She didn't like the poet. If it weren't for his claim to know Brian, she would have even thought of it. He didn't even plan to take him to the battlefield.
She and Caradna stared at the dusty rebels in the distance.
She knew that the mechanical puppets and drone bombing legions from Mokou Town were waiting for them to jump into the attack range.
And her mission is to lead nearly 2,000 Purple Dragon Knights to charge against the enemy after the drone bombing corps completes its second bombing.
"This war... looks very interesting." The sorceress crossed her arms and said in a frivolous tone.
She was still wearing a black robe, with a golden ponytail hanging around her waist, and she was carrying a staff wrapped in linen behind her back.
"War has never been interesting." Hesiah said slowly, "You don't seem to understand anything."
Her eyes looking into the distance gradually became fierce, His hand unconsciously grasped the rune sword at his waist.
She had already seen her uncle Selant among the rebels, and secretly swore in her heart that she would cut off his head with her own hands.
“This is not enough, there is also here!”
Myrcella looked at the rebel army, and her eyes fell on a nearby condescending and steep cliff.
In Susar's mage tower, Brian looked at the royal mage and said, "Farewell, old gentleman, I wish you success."
"Take care, Lord Protector." The old mage leaning on his staff , said sincerely, "I'm here waiting for your triumphant return."
Brian smiled slightly, and together with nearly 500 battle mages from Susar City, stepped into the portal that appeared in front of him.
With the distortion of space, a group of them appeared on a cliff overlooking the actions of the rebels.
"Sir." At this moment, another group of nearly two hundred people from Mokou Town appeared from the portal and came to Brian.
The leader was none other than Dragon Vein Warlock Salo, and the heavily armed subordinates behind him had extremely high fighting spirit and murderous intent in their eyes.
The army in Brian's territory is mainly divided into two major factions.
One faction is the conservatives headed by the old sword master Balerius and the old dragon turtle.
Mainly responsible for maintaining order in the territory, taking over most of the more stable jobs.
The other faction is the militant faction.
Compared with this kind of comfortable life, they prefer a novel and exciting adventure life.
These people are either responsible for regularly clearing out the humanoid tribes in the territory, or they are sent to various places, or to perform more dangerous tasks in the Eno Oak Desert.
The life of the conservatives will be more comfortable, the rewards of the militants will be richer, and their status and strength will increase much faster.
And the Dragon Vein Warlock Salo is the leader of the militant faction.
Since he has practiced the moves of the Desert Wind School, and has been baptized by the blood of the ancient red dragon many times, his strength is moving towards the legendary realm at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Prepare to fight." Brian ordered everyone. "Once the puppet army and the rebels take over, we will release all our attack magic and scrolls towards the enemy's rear troops as quickly as possible."< br>
"Even if we do this, we still cannot annihilate all the enemy troops."
The female lord stared at the crystal light curtain and thought for a moment, then pointed to a valley that had just passed behind the rebel army, "Then arrange Come here!"
To the west of Mashanbai City, in a valley full of grass, as the space twisted, groups of fully armed soldiers appeared here.
The cold wind is howling, winter is coming, and the climate near Mashanbai has also become much colder.
Thousands of troops stood neatly in the cold wind, everyone quietly waiting for the commander to issue orders.
The commander of this army is a purple dragon veteran with a beard. His majestic and cold eyes swept over his subordinates.
They are all young boys with little knowledge and even less experience.
Although wars, wars, endless wars...soldiers always die by the hundreds, there is never a shortage of soldiers on the front line, because everyone wants to be a soldier, and there are always new recruits joining the army.
“Whether it’s grass, shrubs, or big trees, be sure to stay hidden!”
The commander shouted at the top of his lungs: "When the war starts, no one should move. Even if you poop, I will poop in my crotch."
As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of people were training in an orderly manner. The soldiers quickly sheathed their swords, covered their sharp arrows with cloth, wrapped their spear points and blades with leaves or soil, and hid all kinds of reflective weapons.
In the blink of an eye, these soldiers all disappeared into the valley filled with grass and shrubs.
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(End of this chapter)