Tantric family to divine dynasty

Chapter 344 Rescue
The three-month-long siege shrouded the city of Benolis in a haze. Every day and night, the people in this city spent their time in fear and expectation, and their lives were eroded by endless anxiety and uneasiness.

The bustle of the city streets was gone, replaced by silence, with only the occasional footsteps of patrolling troops and the roar of artillery fire in the distance.

The destructive impact caused by the battles between the extraordinary people was too great. Although no powerful monarch died in three months and the city barrier was still able to function normally, the aftermath of more than a dozen battles almost turned the entire city into ruins.

Life became extremely difficult for the residents of Benoris, food and water became extremely scarce, and people had to rely on military rations and limited reserves to survive.

Every bite of food seems precious, and every drop of water seems like the source of life.

In order to save resources, the citizens of Benolis have to take various measures to save fuel and water. Everyone is doing their part to survive.

However, in the face of unprecedented difficulties, the people of Benolis showed amazing resilience and solidarity, supporting each other, and even some volunteers who believed in Lady Silver Moon and the Lord of Redemption formed various groups to provide necessary assistance to the city's citizens, risking their lives to travel to every corner of the city and bring hope to the suffering people.

Those volunteers can leave the city under the guidance of the priests of the Orthodox Church and then return to Benolis, but the food and medicine they can carry each time are limited, and they will always be strictly checked for weapons and supernatural materials. There cannot be any supernatural people among the volunteers entering and leaving.

The weather was getting colder and colder, and the souls of the citizens of Benolis were undergoing a great test during the long siege. They were always worried about the safety of their families and afraid of losing their loved ones and friends.

The only good news is that the Fessack family and the Jones family have not participated in the war so far, and although the Yardley royal family keeps urging them, they dare not offend them at this time.

"Mom, I'm hungry."

The little boy and his mother begged for food, but the worried mother just sighed.

Suddenly, the sky changed color quietly, from deep lead gray to soft silver white. A slight cold breeze blew by, bringing a barely perceptible chill.

Those pure white elves gently fell from the sky, gradually becoming more and more dense, like countless little hands gently caressing this forgotten city.

They flipped and spun in the air, and finally landed slowly on rooftops, streets, treetops, and ancient buildings eroded by time.

The outline of the city gradually became blurred under the embellishment of snowflakes, as if covered with a mysterious veil. The original gray tones were replaced by soft silver, giving people a feeling of tranquility and solemnity.

The besieged citizens poked their heads out from their hiding places one after another, looking at the sudden changes in surprise. Some of them showed happy expressions, as if they saw the dawn of hope; some still frowned, worried about the unknown future.

At the same time, the soldiers of the royal army outside the city were also looking at the snowflakes in the sky in amazement.

"Snowing!"

After three months of siege, the army fell into unprecedented difficulties, the weather became increasingly cold, and the soldiers who had come on the expedition were exhausted both physically and mentally.

Despite their bravery and courage, the city seemed to have endless resistance, making it impossible for them to break through the defenses.

The soldiers' mood gradually changed from their initial high morale to heaviness and frustration. They felt helpless, as if they were completely shrouded in endless darkness.

The long battles and marches made them exhausted, and their steps became heavy and slow. At night, they lay in the simple tents, unable to fall asleep despite being physically and mentally exhausted, with the noise of the battlefield and the shouts of their comrades constantly echoing in their minds.

The long battle also made the soldiers on both sides feel confused and bewildered. They didn't know when the war would end or what their fate would be.

People are always tormented by uncertainty and a sense of powerlessness.

In the military camp outside the city, many nobles, led by the Yadley royal family, are now gathered together.

"Snowing?"

Marquis Rad walked out of the tent and gazed at the large number of crystal clear snowflakes in the sky. When those snowflakes came around him, they disappeared quietly due to the invisible high temperature.

He launched a surprise attack on Nasir City in East Coast Province three months ago and almost died there. He escaped death with the help of a forbidden magic item.

Marquis Rad quickly returned to Benolis's area and was surprised to learn that Bayern Fischer and Chris Fischer had never left here.

"How is that possible? I clearly saw them there!"

He was very shocked and felt that there were only two possibilities. Either one of the parties was a powerful Fisher monarch in disguise, or the Fisher family possessed the ability of ultra-long-distance movement!

"Did you use some kind of forbidden magic item?"

Marquis Rad thought about this possibility, but he couldn't be sure.

In fact, the nobles of the Yardley royal family were also facing tremendous pressure. They needed to work out appropriate strategies and plans. The fact that they had not taken down Benolis in three whole months was actually beyond everyone's expectations.

"I really don't know how long this fight will end. The Star Embracing Society is causing trouble in my hometown again. Humph!"

He has received news that the citizens have been bewitched and are trying to seize the town, and has sent extraordinary people under his family to fight back.

Marquis Rad turned around and went back into the barracks. His Majesty Noah, the "Sword of Redemption", sat calmly in his seat.

The young king with long golden hair always looked very calm, and that calmness was even a little unusual.

In addition to the two of them, the "Silver Poetry" Afafu was also here. She stared at the Marquis Rad silently, without saying a word.

Marquis Rad had already realized that this "Silver Poetry" was a metal puppet. No one knew where the real Afaf was hiding and she had not appeared in the past three months.

"Your Majesty, it's snowing."

The new king, “Sword of Redemption” Noah, nodded and said softly, “I understand.”

In the past few months, Marquis Rad always felt very strange. No matter whether it was "Silver Poetry", the new king, or his old friend "White Spirit", none of them liked to talk.

In the end, I am always the only one speaking.

What a weird bunch of guys. His patience was inexplicably exhausted. He shook his head, turned around and left the tent.

After a while, Marquis Rad came back with a bad look on his face and a letter in his hand.

"Withdraw, I must withdraw, Your Majesty."

"why?"

The new king Noah raised his head and stared at Marquis Rad, his eyes seemingly without a trace of emotion.

"My hometown was attacked by the Fisher family and suffered heavy losses. I don't know how Byrne and Chris from Fisher showed up thousands of miles away. Damn it!"

If this happened three months ago, Marquis Rad could still tolerate it, but after three full months of siege with no progress, he now urgently wants to leave!

Noah didn't say anything, just thought silently.

The recent attacks have had little effect because both sides have become passive and continuing like this will not be fruitful.

But he didn't want to give up just like that.

However, a new noble came in and said that he needed to return to his hometown because his family’s territory was attacked by the Fisher family!
Everything in the territory is the flesh and blood of the nobles. Compared to helping the royal family win the civil war, they value their own interests more!

Noah did not express his opinion, but in the next few days, more and more nobles boldly expressed their desire to leave, and the morale of the entire army easily weakened.

Marquis Rad was also very surprised.

"Fischer family, those two people can really come to any place in the country freely? How on earth did they do it?"

However, no matter what the truth is, one thing is clear now: everyone knows that this siege will not continue.

Many nobles were also terrified in their hearts. They couldn't figure out how the Fisher family did it? Obviously, those two people were always on the front battlefield!
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"The enemy is retreating!"

At the moment the royal army retreated, the city, which had been besieged for a long time, seemed to wake up from a heavy dream and burst into unprecedented vitality.

"They finally retreated!"

"we won!"

"Great! Praise Benolis! Praise the Roman family and the Fisher family!"

The citizens cheered loudly and could not control their emotions at all!
There was an indescribable joy in the air of Benolis, as if all the emotions that had been accumulated for countless days and nights were completely released at this moment!

People poured out of their homes on the city streets, their faces filled with bright smiles, their eyes shining with excitement, and they shouted loudly, and their voices gathered into a torrent that echoed over the city.

The children were running and playing on the streets, their laughter as clear and sweet as silver bells, as if they had completely forgotten their previous panic and anxiety. The adults gathered together, hugged and kissed each other, sharing this hard-earned joy.

When night falls, people in the city light up fireworks, and beautiful flowers bloom in the night sky.

"Finally they retreated."

Byrne took a deep breath in the living room of the Roman family manor. In the past three months, he and Chris ran behind the enemy lines and wreaked havoc, gradually accumulating pressure on those mobs.

This heavy snowfall was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Finally, the royal army of Yardley withdrew.

However, he was very clear about one thing, that is, it was not over yet.

"The war is not over yet. But one thing is certain: they will not easily concentrate their forces to attack major cities again. It is very likely that the war will enter a long stage of stalemate and attrition."

(End of this chapter)