Chapter 501: Chapter 474: All-Out Attack

The letters Ronin dropped over Watchtower Castle had a huge impact on the morale of the Knights and soldiers there. Combined with the fear inspired by the shadow of the Giant Dragon in the sky, many of them had already lost their will to fight.

Only after Placido gave a rousing speech, letting them know that the Lord of Watchtower Castle would advance and retreat with them, was he barely able to stabilize their morale.

In truth, it was easy to win these men over. As long as they saw their Lord and the Knight Order Leader charging forward, they would follow.

However, the contents of the letters were already deeply ingrained in their minds. Some would always remember the choice they were given, ready to cower in a corner and surrender the moment things went south, all to survive.

While West Wind Hill and Watchtower Castle were preparing for the next day’s battle, the other nobles’ camps were also making active preparations.

Ronin took some time to visit Gray Valley and check on Melonika’s situation.

Although Lurans had already sent over a Knight Order as reinforcements and had Baron Toru provide support, Ronin still suggested that Melonika and her forces delay their attack by an hour or two.

This way, he could provide timely support after taking Watchtower Castle.

Besides Gray Valley, the other camps were also on the move. Since Double Peaks Canyon and Black Jade Bay were quite far from their respective targets, Ibn and Willis had already dispatched their troops directly toward them.

It was clear they had been preparing for a long time; their armies mobilized at a moment’s notice.

However, this also meant that the scouts from Mist City discovered the situation and relayed the intelligence back to the city.

They understood that the border between the two kingdoms, peaceful for thirty years, would soon be engulfed in the flames of war. And the one tearing up the armistice was not the overall stronger Tricia Kingdom, but Oduin.

Mist Castle.

Ever since the Tricia Kingdom’s great victory over thirty years ago, when they occupied this city, Count Ural had been its Lord.

Over the years, thanks to trade between Oduin and Tricia, Mist City, as a major frontline city, had reaped considerable benefits and had now developed into a large metropolis on the border.

To be honest, Count Ural was rather opposed to this war.

On one hand, it would cut off his income from the Oduin Kingdom. On the other, it would bring chaos to his domain, and if not handled properly, could lead to immense losses.

He was especially inclined to sue for peace when he learned the enemy had a Proud Sun Knight and a Giant Dragon.

However, the arrival of his teacher, Aluba, the Grand General of the Tricia Kingdom, gave him a strong boost of confidence.

"Teacher, this is the letter from Watchtower Castle. That Ronin is already spreading this kind of information. He’s so arrogant!"

Aluba was getting on in years and had wrinkles on his forehead, but his spirit seemed excellent.

This Grand General had become a Silver Moon Knight long ago and had now stepped into the Proud Sun Level.

Aluba took the letter, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly. "Such a young Proud Sun. If it were you in your youth, you would probably be even more arrogant than him."

"That’s true."

Count Ural chuckled. "Poor Placido is still actively mobilizing his men. His loyalty to the Kingdom moves me. If he survives this battle, I will definitely recommend to the Crown Prince—oh, no, to His Majesty the King—that he be granted the title of Loyal Brave Knight, and I’ll also suggest promoting the Carmen Clan to the rank of a new Count."

Aluba shook his head and sighed, "Unfortunately, he won’t get the chance."

With such a huge disparity in strength, it was impossible for Watchtower Castle to win.

"His death, their deaths, will not be meaningless. They will bring about our victory."

Both men seemed to hold a very optimistic view of this war.

Aluba stood up and said with a smile, "In that case, should I congratulate you in advance on becoming the Duke of the border?"

"Hahaha~"

Ural laughed. "This is all thanks to your help, Teacher!"

"My help is secondary. Your willingness to let Mist City suffer losses to carry out the Kingdom’s plan makes you worthy of a Duke’s Noble Title from His Majesty Tyrone."

The reason they hadn’t provided much support to Watchtower Castle and the other frontline camps wasn’t because Ural held a grudge against them, nor was it because Aluba or the Royal Family wanted them dead. It was for another purpose.

Ural and Aluba were planning to gather everyone from Red Pine Castle and the Oduin Kingdom’s border in the shortest time possible, and then annihilate them all at once.

Sacrificing Placido and the others was a means to lower the guard of the enemy’s commander-in-chief, Garrett. The plan was to let this Crown Prince, who was eager for grand achievements and recognition, be blinded by victory and fall into their trap.

As long as all these people were eliminated, sacrificing a few men was acceptable.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the next day.

Under Ridder’s command, Ronin’s Knight Order began to advance toward Watchtower Castle. Professional Knights, Cavalry, Infantry, Archers, and others took their respective positions, while strong young logistics personnel pushed seven Magic Energy Cannons at the rear of the formation.

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Unlike the tension at Watchtower Castle, all of Ronin’s soldiers looked eager to fight.

Backed by their overwhelming strength, their morale was sky-high.

"They’re here!"

On the walls of Watchtower Castle, Placido watched the approaching army with some nervousness. From their well-ordered formation, he could tell that this Marquis, who had risen like a meteor, didn’t just have impressive personal strength; his army was equally formidable.

Although he had already coordinated with Ronin, Placido didn’t know how this battle would begin, nor how it would end.

Ronin didn’t play by the book; the letters dropped yesterday had already taken him by surprise.

Before long, Ronin’s troops arrived before Watchtower Castle, stopping seven to eight hundred meters from its gates.

Unless it was a powerful Magic Energy Cannon, they were out of range.

WHOOSH~

A fierce wind swept across the battlefield as the figure of Carlos appeared once more.

Without pausing, it flew low and fast, quickly arriving above Watchtower Castle.

As everyone’s hearts pounded in fear, Placido raised his longsword high. "Mages, Magic Energy Cannons, prepare to attack!"

The Knights operating the Magic Energy Cannons immediately snapped back to their senses, infusing them with Extraordinary Energy of the corresponding Attribute.

In an instant, the muzzles lit up. Magic of all colors erupted from the cannons, blasting toward Carlos.

At the same time, a volley of arrows rained down.

Carlos was completely unafraid of the arrows.

Even Magic Energy Arrows were completely unable to break through its defenses and harm its body.

However, the attacks from these sixth and seventh-level Magic Energy Cannons were something it had to pay attention to.

ROAR!

Carlos opened its massive maw, and scorching flames poured down from the sky like molten lava.

The attacks from both sides collided in mid-air, creating a deafening explosion.

The battle had begun.

Although the Magic Energy Cannons had defended against the Flame Breath, the dispersed flames scattered downward like a rain of fire.

At that moment, the Mages of Watchtower Castle brandished their Magic Scrolls. Spells like Wind Wall, Earth Wall, Frost Barrier, and Guardian Armor lit up, blocking most of the fiery rain. Only the flames that fell outside the protected area landed on rooftops and grassy fields, instantly starting large fires.

Ronin stood on Carlos’s back. Even though he had told Carlos to hold back the power of its Flame Breath, its intensity was still quite considerable.

’Placido managed to come up with such a way to block this wave of attacks.’ The thought made Ronin see him in a slightly better light.

’But Carlos can breathe this kind of Flaming Dragon Breath many more times. How many shots can their Magic Energy Cannons fire?’

Taking advantage of the gap in Carlos’s attack, Ridder had already ordered his men to quickly push the Magic Energy Cannons forward several hundred meters, bringing them into firing range.

"Fire!"

He drew his longsword, and a brilliant light of Flame flashed.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The Magic Energy Cannons roared to life, and blasts of Flame and frost all landed on the battlements of Watchtower Castle.

The people on the walls had barely finished celebrating their successful defense against the Giant Dragon’s attack when they were sent stumbling and falling by the earth-shattering tremors.

Some were unlucky enough to be hit directly by a cannon blast, burned to a crisp, and killed on the spot!

Placido’s expression changed slightly. He hadn’t expected Ronin to still launch such a fierce attack, even after they had coordinated.

"Keep firing! Attack their positions!"

To set an example, Placido immediately went to a Magic Energy Cannon and fired a shot himself.

Just as the blast of Magic was about to hit the enemy’s Magic Energy Cannon position, Ridder’s figure suddenly darted in front of it. A flash of fiery light appeared, and he directly intercepted the attack.

And at that moment, Carlos wheeled around in the air and returned. The second wave of its attack was descending.

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