It's not the protagonist, what does it matter if you are trapped in the Shura field

Chapter 627 The Light on the Northern Horizon (4000 words)
After confirming the size of the enemy force, Lovely, having received the news, also rushed over from White Harbor.

Lucas brought almost all of his 50,000-strong army with him.

Under the banners that blotted out the sun, the vast army filled the entire plain, and almost no grass could be seen.

"What does he want to do?"

Lovely stood on a chair, leaning against the city wall and frowning.

Judging from their posture, it's clear they're going to have a final battle with them.

Vimir then realized how outrageous an army of 50,000 was. But hadn't it already been proven that the magic cannon was ineffective against the valley's barrier? What was the purpose of bringing the army here now?

“The fact that they were able to bring their main force here means they have no more worries about the rear,” Artana said, staring intently.

Like the others, Rowe looked down. Lucas wasn't just someone who could bring his army over and fire incompetently. During this period, in addition to their side, all the towns in the southern region from Morningstar County all the way south had been brought under his control, creating a network of supply lines in the rear. Even though the area was flooded last time, it did not cause a shortage of food.

If you say he's incompetent, he really is; but if you say he's capable, he certainly managed to occupy half of the southern territory within half a month.

Of course, not all of the 50,000 troops were useless; there were also many talented people in the western army who could help him achieve his strategy.

"What do you think?" Lovely turned to him.

Of course she knew what Lucas had already decided in the rear. She knew which cities had been occupied, whether it was the Skywing in the sky or the scouts she had sent out. She had also made some precautions. After all, war is not child's play. She could distinguish between what was important and what was not, and she would not be careless.

“Just as you thought,” Rowe replied.

"Is it really going to be a siege?"

Lovely immediately understood and turned back to observe the vast and imposing army.

While the Valley of Lamentation has natural geographical advantages, it is not without its drawbacks. The valley, built on the plains, has a precipitous terrain, the mountains themselves are natural walls, groundwater resources are abundant, and there are many winding spaces inside. It is no exaggeration to call it a near-perfect fortress.

However, because it is situated entirely on an empty plain, if the enemy's forces are strong enough, they could also surround the valley and turn it into a closed fortress.

On the contrary, small towns like Baigang Town, because one side is by a lake, can still carry out some activities by water most of the time.

With trade routes cut off and access to resources restricted, and scouts no longer readily available for assistance, the valley's survival depends solely on its internal resilience.

Lovely frowned and turned to look at him.

"You even anticipated this?"

They brought back almost no soldiers, so there was no food crisis at all. The rice grown in the valley was enough for them to eat for several months, and surviving the winter was no problem. Even without mentioning that the three Minoni girls could directly make plants flower and bear fruit, if they ran into food shortages, they could transport supplies from Uncrowned City, from Melendall, or from White Harbor.

As long as you have Senbi, it's not a problem.

So even if Lucas stays here for a year, as long as they don't encounter any natural disasters or man-made calamities, they will definitely not starve to death even if ten thousand years pass.

Did this nobody foresee this day coming from Merendale, no… from when he suggested planting rice in the valley? Or did he do it when he had Artana open the teleportation portal in Uncrowned City?
Facing the public's gaze.

Luo Wei shrugged and didn't respond, after all, he was really tired of the hard times from the last round.

"Is this what you mean by 'eat when you're hungry, drink when you're thirsty'?"

Ayining was somewhat helpless. She thought he was saying that she would gradually get used to such days, but it turned out that she had already anticipated that the other party would besiege the city. Since the barrier of the valley could not be broken, the valley would remain the same as before, except that she could not walk out directly.

Loewe did not deny the answer.

However, if Lucas had any sense, he would have foreseen that this wouldn't be a battle that would last until they ran out of ammunition and supplies, and he might have made other judgments.

The army began to split to both sides below the city walls.

As they had expected, however, Artana had already communicated with the passing caravans, and the valley's main trade route was now in Crownless City.

Almost the entire morning passed as Lucas's army deployed for the siege, while everyone on the city walls observed the situation.

"Look, what is that!"

Sif suddenly pointed to a golden device at the bottom of the valley.

Although it looks like it's made of wood, it's quite heavy to move, requiring more than twenty knights to push it along.

Both Lovi and Chatis recognized what it was immediately.

"The Temple of War Gods' 'Siege Weapons'."

“Relying on the Sun God Cult is useless, so now they’re relying on the Temple of War God?” Philica stood on tiptoe and looked down. “If it’s the one I’ve seen before, I’m afraid it would be difficult to work on this barrier.”

However, Lucas's army had more than just that. There was the "Light-Breaking Hammer," which was specifically designed to target magic barriers; the "Magic Shock Car," which could create high-frequency vibrations; and even the "Ultimate Light Gun," which was created in the name of the "God of Light." He brought out everything that was his own and not his own.

“They probably still want to break through the barrier as soon as possible,” Luo Wei said coldly. “Even though it’s useless, they may have other tricks up their sleeves.”

After all, they've prepared so thoroughly that they've certainly come up with all the possible solutions.

He scanned the ranks with his golden eyes and noticed some non-Western Territory personnel he hadn't seen before. With Lucas's abilities, he couldn't get a Level 2 God to assist him. At most, he could cooperate with the Sun God Cult to let them use the corrupted Level 2 God cores. However, the Sun God Cult had only probed the valley and was completely wiped out before they could even take White Harbor Town. So, apart from the God-level beings, the biggest trump card the other side could offer was a Level 3 God.

He had already seen the third-level god of the Western Region when he and Anai Ning were fighting fiercely on the battlefield.

His gaze settled on a man who was noticeably taller than average.

He should be a god-level being. In fact, a god-level being with enough experience is usually enough to change the course of a battle. It is estimated that he used the temple's connections.

The angels of the Temple of War Gods and the gods of the Temple of Storms appeared on the battlefield at the same time.

This vast army did indeed seem to have the power to lift them up from the ground. Luo Wei looked at the angel in the Temple of War, who had initially stood beside Lucas.

Temple of War Angel: "..."

Gazing at the layered cliffs of the mountains before her, her eyes revealed an unwavering resolve.

The order to attack the city was issued in the afternoon.

Rows of magic cannons roared through the ranks of the army. Borrowed and unborrowed siege weapons were all used. The siege firepower was far more intense than ever before. The cannon fire exploded in front of everyone on the city wall, creating endless flames and loud bangs.

This is... a siege.

Arttana's expression darkened slightly. If she had faced such a situation a thousand years ago, how could she not have chosen the path of sacrifice?

Lowe placed his hand on her shoulder from behind.

Feeling the power emanating from his palm, Artana slowly turned around, revealing a somewhat sad expression.

But she didn't wallow in self-pity; instead, she turned her gaze back towards the battlefield, her eyes resolute. This time, she was determined to protect her people's future until the very end.

The people on the city wall were vigilant about the barrier, spreading out a map on the ground to discuss suitable plans and countermeasures for various actions. Mena was stunned as she watched Luo Wei earnestly explaining the situation and strategy to the others, especially when he actually had the ability to do so.

"So what we need to do is not create chaos, but just destroy a few key nodes," Love said, resting her chin on her hand.

"Lucas won't drag out the battle for too long on the first day. He knows there's still plenty of time to besiege the city. Tomorrow's firepower will only be more intense than today's, but a one-time thing is a one-time thing."

"Understood, I'll do as you say."

Saya stood up from the ground, and the group immediately prepared to do as he had said.

But at this moment——

Suddenly, a light shone on the northern horizon.

The light shone on the earth, bathing the people on the city wall in a gentle light and shadow, and also illuminating the battlefield below the valley.

Everyone looked in that direction. After a moment of surprise, Luo Wei smiled and said, "Looks like we don't need to."

……

Manse Plain, in the north.

Bathed in divine blessings, a paladin riding a golden horse raises his magnificent and dazzling sword.

"Cavalrymen—charge!!"

The sword gleamed with a holy, cross-shaped light, and at the man's command, hundreds of heavily armored cavalrymen leaped onto the grassy hills of the plain, spreading out in a line on the horizon.

The cavalrymen, leaping on their horses, charged forward like arrows released from a bow, the earth rumbling. Behind them, there were many more, many more, seemingly endless, wearing the armor of dawn and wielding magnificent swords and spears, rushing down the slope like a torrent of steel.

Lucas was waiting for news in the army camp when he was suddenly drawn to a light and looked in that direction.

At first, he thought he was seeing things, but when he saw that the moving silvery-white block was indeed not an illusion, he immediately stood up from his seat.

"What!!!?"

Thousands of cavalrymen, their bellowing thunderous roar, charged toward the 50,000-strong army of the Western Frontier. Realizing this, the Western Frontier general immediately ordered his knights to turn around and face the north.

However, at that moment, another force appeared where the Horizon Cavalry had charged out.

They were priests in ceremonial robes and a ritualistic magic group. Accompanied by resolute chanting, the charging cavalry were blessed with a high-level ritual protection. The moment they raised their staffs, the blessed sky suddenly opened up, and light shone, as if heaven and earth had spread their wings.

The generals of the western border were stunned.

But he reacted in less than a second, and at the same time ordered the knight to turn around in a tone several times sterner than before—

"Right Army! Head north to meet the enemy!!!"

"Form a shield wall!!"

"Hold your ground!!"

"Archers! Prepare!!"

The arrows, fired in unison at the command, were almost simultaneous, yet they bounced off the cavalry's protection like limp wooden poles. The momentum of the charge grew stronger, and at the same time, more troops appeared on the hills at the horizon. Their banners and armor were different, and under the glow of the light, they were like a shadow etched on the hills.

A young man with bandages wrapped around his head and his long hair tied up stepped out and forcefully drew back the heavy, ancient bow in his hand towards the sky.

"With divine skill, shoot down the sun—"

The bowstring, as thick as two fingers, creaked taut, and then, with divine power, it released, and an arrow vanished into the sky.

The next moment, a rain of brown arrows descended, obscuring the sky and falling in a chaotic flurry into the western front. A dense, booming sound rang out, and the moment the arrows stopped, the cavalry's charge was already upon them. The western knights, who had just raised their heads, revealed a glint of fear beneath their armor.

Rumble, rumble, rumble——

Under divine protection, the heavily armored cavalry charged into the Western Frontier army's formation. The Western Frontier army, which was too scattered during the siege, was smeared open like lard. Even though they tried their best to put up an effective resistance, they could not hold on for long before the entire line collapsed and the cavalry drove straight in.

The War God Temple, the Storm God Temple, and the Level 3 Gods at the front line all turned to look at this scene.

Lucas marched into the battle line almost frantically, while the unnamed cavalry who had launched the surprise attack stopped after clearing a path through the Western Army's formation, facing off against the regrouping Western Army as if separated by an invisible wall.

"what happened!!"

Holding the "Sacred Lion Greatsword," Lucas arrived at the position between the two armies. Representatives of the temple forces and generals from the western border also arrived at the second prince's side immediately.

About ten minutes later, a group of people on horseback, who looked like military officers, came up to them.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of dismounting at all, Lucas was instantly enraged.

"I am the second prince of the Lion Garden Kingdom! The lord of the Western Frontier!! How dare you attack my army while I am besieging the city!?"

The woman with black and blue hair at the head of the group looked at him calmly, "A mere prince from a human kingdom, yet he speaks with such arrogance?"

"What?!!"

Before Lucas could speak, the woman on horseback looked down at him with icy eyes.

“I’ve killed the king of the Lion Garden before, so what are you, a mere prince, compared to him?”

"!!?"

The two sides were on the verge of exchanging blows when an angel from the Temple of War stepped out from one side, looking up at the other side with neither arrogance nor servility.

"The Temple of War Gods is here to assist in the suppression of heretics. What exactly is your organization?"

The woman with dark blue hair looked down at her.

“The Church of Prayer,” she said.

"What? A mere church...!?" Lucas suddenly looked up.

"I am Lialan Kissing, a second-level deity and the agent of the Goddess of Pure Water—"

"Is this kind of status enough?"

The moment she spoke, the angels of the Temple of War Gods, the deities of the Temple of Storm Gods, and the third-level gods of the Western Realm all opened their eyes wide in horror.

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