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Kovic and Ginter simultaneously leaped onto Sain's chariot.

They didn't bring any other players, let alone two top-tier mages.

In this situation, bringing other people along would be a burden.

It would be better if they breached the city walls first, and then the others could follow.

"Since the city wall can gather killing intent, why don't I just shatter it!"

Sain was in high spirits.

"charge!!!"

With a command, eight massive dragons began pulling the chariot in front of the live stream viewers and the players on the battlefield.

They are almost all Tier 3 max-level sub-dragons, and each one has a combat power of no less than Tier 3 8 stars.

Most importantly, these dragons are not best at one-on-one combat, but at charging and breaking through enemy lines!

Even without a driver, they often carried chariots and could easily crush an army of a thousand men.

With the added advantage of Sion's professional talent, this machine would be invincible on the battlefield.

The more people there are, the greater the bonus to the tank.

Although the number of people on the walls of the Bone Wall was average, even with the bonuses from ordinary chariots, it was still quite impressive.

As the eight dragons charged forward, a thunderous roar echoed across the battlefield.

The sheer scale of the operation was comparable to the marching of an army of several thousand.

It was as if this chariot was a ten-thousand-strong army.

Viewers in the live stream were amazed by what they saw.

"This is the invincible Germanic tank!!"

"So cool! This is the kind of car every man should own!"

"Waaaaah, I want the dragon mount too! This vehicle is so cool!"

"Shouldn't you be amazed by the power of this chariot? The mud on the battlefield is flying everywhere. How heavy are those eight sub-dragons?"

"It's not just about its weight; the impact force is also related to speed and lethality. I've heard that once this tank gets going, even an SS-class warrior will be dragged under it with no chance of survival."

"How come I heard he's an SSS-rank warrior?"

"Whatever it is, I feel this city wall definitely can't stop it!"

"..."

Sain drove the chariot, his voice booming like thunder:

"Hahaha, my darlings, smash down this city gate!"

Upon hearing the command, the eight dragons accelerated once more, seemingly wanting to charge forward with all their might and smash open the gate, creating a path through the city for the players behind them.

Sain's eyes burned with passion.

If he could break through the city gate directly, he wouldn't even need to wait for the players behind him; he could simply march straight in and seize the commander's flag.

And the more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.

What remains of the Great Wall of Bones now?

To put it simply, it's just this city wall and the green-clad man in hemp clothing.

Once the city wall's oppressive force is broken, Qingmayi alone cannot do anything to him.

He even brought Kovic and Ginter along; surely three top warriors couldn't handle an assassin?!

Moreover, the two professions are inherently in a relationship of suppression.

Meanwhile, atop the city wall...

As the chariot drew closer, Mia, seated firmly on her throne, revealed a hint of disdain:

"These few beasts pulling a beat-up cart think they can break down our gate?"

To be honest, the Great Wall of Bones is very different now than it was a few days ago; the wall is not just "taller and stronger".

After several days of hunting, the murderous aura on the city walls had multiplied several times over.

As Daisuke Indo, who is skilled in close combat, had previously stated, if he were not on the city wall, he could only exert up to 70% of his usual strength under such a killing intent.

Therefore, breaching a city wall is not such a simple matter.

It's impossible for him to do it alone.

The Chariot Sion, although its advantage lies in sieges and breaking through enemy lines.

However, they were facing a Great Wall of White Bones with overwhelming killing intent, which meant that the enemy's chariots had to have at least half of their momentum reduced when they charged.

Don't forget, the wyverns pulling the cart don't have the physique of top-tier warriors of the same level.

Therefore, upon seeing the other side pull up a chariot and charge at them alone...

Not only Mia was disdainful, but even the other Yan Kingdom players on the city wall thought this guy was an idiot.

Soon, Sain, who seemed to be not far from the city wall, realized that something was wrong.

The closer one gets to the city wall, the more intense the murderous aura pressing down on one's shoulders becomes, almost like a series of steps.

The sub-dragon, which had been striding forward with all its might, now felt as heavy as if its limbs were filled with lead.

No matter how much I run on the ground, I can't pick up any speed.

"What's going on? Why is the killing intent on this city wall so strong!"

Sain frowned.

Things took a completely unexpected turn.

If things continue like this, let alone breaking down the enemy's gate, even reaching the city walls will be extremely difficult.

These murderous auras were not enough to prevent them from moving, but for Yalong, it was a different story.

The dragons, already burdened by their armor, would likely soon be reduced to walking, and then crawling, feeling the overwhelming killing intent emanating from them.

Embarrassed.

Sain's previously triumphant expression vanished, leaving him in a difficult position.

Let's turn back. Everyone heard your boasting earlier, and I'm sure the viewers in the live stream heard it too.

But if he charged straight in and couldn't even reach the city gate, wouldn't that be even more humiliating? Besides, he might not be able to take back those eight dragons that he treasured.

Sain remained silent for a moment, then tightened his grip on the reins slightly.

A moment later, the eight dragons, having received their master's command, slowly stopped.

Then, they quickly changed the direction of their chariots' attack.

Where we come from, we return to.

"???"

Kovic and Ginter, sitting atop the chariot, were filled with questions, completely unaware of Sain's mental journey.

"Lord Sain?"

Kovic asked, puzzled.

Sain coughed and said:

"I think launching an attack rashly is too risky. What if the enemy has an ambush? We'd suffer a huge loss!"

"It would be better to go back and reconsider."

Kovic & Ginter: "..."

What the hell is this ambush?!

The number of opponents can be determined by the number of players on the field, and then the camera in the live stream will focus on the players on the city wall.

They had counted the people one by one beforehand, and the numbers matched perfectly.

With their eyesight, they could see by simply looking up that the enemy troops had been standing on the city wall without moving.

Where is the ambush?!

They exchanged a glance and then shut their mouths, refusing to expose their boss to his face.

But just because they don't speak up doesn't mean the viewers in the live stream won't speak up.

"Huh!? What's going on? Why did Sion's chariot turn around? Are they not preparing to attack the city?"

"Holy crap, I thought I was seeing things. We were almost at the city gate, weren't we? Why are we going back?"

"Uh, is she scared?!"

"Surely not. The Wall of Bones hasn't done anything, so why are you scared?"

"Pfft! That's hilarious! That tank Sion is so funny. The way he slunk away is really funny."

"You guys don't know anything! This is tactics!"

"What tactics? A disgraceful tactic?"