Lords go left, Emperors go right

Osta didn't care what the other party thought. He walked to a relatively close distance and waited for the other party to speak. There was always a faint and elegant fragrance around this fairy. This fragrance came from an ancient Chinese country in the East. The beauties from other worlds that Osta had met before almost didn't have this fragrance. Only Shangguan Yao from Kyushu overseas had a similar fragrance.

"Mr. Osta, how are you?"

"Miss, can you tell me your name now?"

"Young Master is still so anxious. The name is not important."

"Miss, you came all the way to see me just to reminisce about the past, didn't you?"

"Sir, why don't you continue to send troops? More than 300,000 troops are left here."

"Miss, if I say it's because I love peace, will you believe me?"

"My lord, your Obelisk Empire has been expanding abroad for many years. The warlike character of the royal family is imprinted in their blood. There is no such thing as peace-loving."

Osta pretended to be righteous and swore that he was for peace. The fairy almost laughed. She had a new understanding of the shamelessness of a certain gentleman prince. The royal nobles of the Obelisk Empire were generally warlike. Every prince had the blood of war. Osta said that he loved peace and was a pacifist. This kind of statement can only be regarded as a joke. When Osta led his troops to attack the Wilcotes Canyon Pass, he did not act like a peace-loving person at all. He felt more like a mastermind hiding behind the scenes and secretly manipulating everything.

Although she knew that Osta was joking, the fairy did not point it out to him. After a moment of silence, she did not directly answer Osta's question, but took out a more elaborate map of the Michelson area and handed it to Osta. Osta took a quick look at the map and found that it was not only a military map, but also an important intelligence map. In addition to marking towns and military strongholds, it also detailed the general situation of each place, the city defense fortifications and the number of troops garrisoning, the number of garrisons and their general configuration, and other important information.

Such detailed intelligence, if it is authentic, will undoubtedly be of great help in conquering the entire Michelson area. Looking at this readily available intelligence, Osta hesitated and did not accept the map directly. The other party's purpose is unclear. Osta is now stationed in the rear, watching the excitement in the Wilcots Canyon, a typical case of watching a fire from the other side of the river. If it weren't for the flag hanging, which is the imperial flag of the Obelisk Empire, they could be regarded as spectators watching the battle and the excitement. It is more appropriate to give this important intelligence map to Osla and Osdu on the front line than to Osta.

"Miss, your map is good, but it seems that you gave it to the wrong person. It would be more appropriate to give it to my fifth or sixth son. They need it more than I do."

"No, sir, I didn't give it to the wrong person. It's most appropriate to give it to you. If I give it to them, it will only bring greater disaster."

"Miss, please forgive me for my stupidity. I don't understand what you mean. Please take this map back!"

"Sir, let me tell you the truth. Can you send troops to occupy these important cities? If you occupy them, the two gentlemen will not say anything."

"Miss, you have to give me a good reason! If I send troops directly like this, it might affect the relationship between brothers. Or, if you are willing to tell me your name and let me see your face, I can consider sending troops."

"This... Sir, you are really putting Mo Yu in a difficult position."

Since ancient times, ending war with war is not a good practice. Osta himself does not agree with this view. However, the beautiful immortal cultivator who came to persuade him to send troops, Mo Yu, does not think so. She came to persuade the gentleman prince to send troops. If Osta continues to keep his troops in place, the residents of the Michelson area will be in a worse situation. The other two princes who sent troops, Osla and Osdu, did not intend to leave the other side alive. The former looted all the wealth, and the latter directly massacred the city. If they continue, the entire Michelson area will be in a desperate situation.

Mo Yu's mentality was still somewhat on the side of the common people. At this stage, he could only ask Aosta to send troops. At least this gentleman prince had no bad habits. The only bad habit was probably his lust for beauty. He used various special means to occupy many beauties and had countless concubines in his golden house. Apart from that, he had no other shortcomings. Although he only knew the other party's name, Aosta still decided to send troops. He sent troops once for Mo Yu's sake.

Osta left an army of more than 200,000 soldiers to guard the checkpoint of Wilcotes Canyon. The garrison was led by the "White Witch" Gonias and the "Black Witch" Loritana. The main members were members of the primitive tribes of the two major forces, the Norlandias and the Lonosbils. After removing the garrison, Osta retreated behind the scenes and secretly commanded an army of more than 100,000 soldiers to carry out operations deep into the Michelson area. This army of more than 100,000 soldiers was composed of Sarahanim people. Each of them was a berserker with strong combat effectiveness. The commanders were the beautiful matriarchs of the three primitive tribes of the Sarahanim people, and the female leaders, the "Snake Witch" Samadiya sisters, who were suitable for offensive operations.

Mo Yu followed Osta's army to the battle this time. This beautiful cultivator hidden under the cloak was mainly a follower, and she couldn't help much. Mo Yu couldn't help feeling a little frustrated. When she assisted other local dignitaries in other worlds before, she always helped them a lot and enjoyed the treatment of a guest of honor. But it was not the same with Osta. There were many masters around the gentleman prince, especially Chris's three beautiful and exclusive combat maids who were called the troublemakers of beauty. They were special existences beyond the standard, and there was no need for Mo Yu to help at all. Mo Yu felt as if she was taken out for a walk by the other party.

"Moyu, you seem a little depressed! Look at it calmly, this is war."

"Sir, those are just civilians! Isn't it too cruel to treat them like this?"

"I know they are civilians. My two younger brothers should know this too. Maybe this is life!"

"Sir, you don't want to kill..."

"Moyu, this issue is not my decision. I can only promise to guarantee the safety of those who lay down their weapons. That's all."

"Okay, sir, I was too harsh just now, please don't take it too seriously."

"Mo Yu, your idea is very good, but it is not suitable for this world. The rules of this disordered continent have not been established yet, and there is no basis for discussing peace."

After Osta felt that Moyu was a little depressed, he couldn't help but tease her. He thought Moyu was sad after seeing all kinds of tragic scenes along the way. Osta's marching route this time happened to be behind the army of the Sixth Prince Osdu. The places along the way were all bloodbathed by Osdu's army. It looked like a horrible scene, as if they had come to hell. There was no intact building, and the villages and towns along the way were basically destroyed. After the massacre, Osdu's subordinates would basically light a fire and burn the villages and towns into ruins, destroying the evidence by the way.

Anyway, when Osta's army arrived, they only saw the ruins of the buildings and the charred remains of the victims, which looked scary. Fortunately, the Sarahanim were warlike and their morale was not affected. They seemed to be used to these tragic scenes. Moyu's tone was a little bit reluctant, and Osta heard it, but he did not make any further comments. The Sixth Prince Osdu's actions were indeed inhumane, but his character was tyrannical and bloodthirsty, and it was expected that he would order his men to massacre the city.

Osta didn't have a good solution. Direct persuasion was not very effective. The Obelisk Empire acquiesced. The emperor Augustus VIII would not say anything if the princes led troops to do anything excessive in the sphere of influence of the enemy. When the father was fighting abroad, he personally commanded his troops to massacre cities at least twice. A tiger father will have a dog son. The nine princes were more or less influenced by their father in this regard.

"Sir, if you were the emperor, would you be better at treating the people..."

"Moyu, it's too early for me to answer this question. After I think it through, the first person to know the answer will be you."

"Sir, what Mo Yu said just now was just a casual question. You don't need to take it seriously."

Chapter 159: The Impenetrable Defense of Michod City

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Osta commanded his army, a corps of more than 100,000 people, to advance towards Michod, the second largest city in the Michelson region. Michod City is the economic center of the Michelson region, with a total population of nearly 300,000, of which 70% are immigrants from the southern and northern continents of the human race, and only 30% are from the western continent of the human race. The Obelisk Empire army that attacked Michod was commanded by the sixth prince Osdu. According to the latest front-line battle report, Osdu's army has surrounded the city for three days and is currently under siege.

At the previous meeting of the three princes of the Obelisk Empire, it was not clear who would attack Michod City. Although Osdu had already taken the lead in attacking the city, as long as his army did not break the city, Osta could theoretically join in. Even if it was morally unacceptable and there was something wrong, Osdu did not dare to challenge Osta openly at this stage, and he must give face to his brother.

Osta's army controlled the Wilcotes Canyon Pass, mastering this important throat area, which was equivalent to controlling the main supply line of the entire Obelisk Empire army. Ninety percent of the food and military supplies were transported to the front line through here. Osla and Os knew this very well, and they certainly didn't dare to offend the third brother easily, otherwise, the gentleman prince could find a reason at any time, and cut off the supply lines of the two brothers at any name.

"Osdu has not made any progress yet. That guy's speed is not good enough. It looks like I need to help this loser!"

"Lord Osta, Osdu's army is also attacking the city. Do you think we should send a messenger to inform them?"

"Chris, go inform him... Oh, and have Samadiya arrange a suitable messenger to take my handwritten letter to Osdu. Just tell him that I am leading troops to support him. How will I support him? There is no need to reveal too much to him about the details."

"Okay, Lord Osta, I understand. I'll take care of it right away."

"I see. No wonder Osdu's men are so bad. That's interesting."

"Master Osta, please don't attack civilians. That's what we agreed on."

"Moyu, I know the situation well, you don't have to worry."

The army of Osdu, the sixth prince of the Obelisk Empire, did not take down the city of Michod. Although the city was built on flat ground and had no strategic terrain to defend, the city's fortifications were still very sophisticated. There was a complete moat on the opposite side, and the city wall was more than eight meters high. Osdu's army could not take down the city because the opponent's city defense equipment was too advanced. Some immigrants from the northern continent of the human race brought with them weapons such as artillery. The artillery distributed on the city wall, from a high position, launched indiscriminate bombardment on the attacking enemy, with great lethality, which severely suppressed the rhythm of the attacking side and caused serious casualties to the siege troops, almost severely damaging them.

Osta used binoculars to observe remotely. Those cannons were gunpowder-type, which was very different from the common magic cannons in this plane. Although the power was far less than the latter, these cannons were cheaper than the latter and the cost of production was not that expensive. The shells fired by the cannons were easier to collect than the magic cores fired by the magic cannons, and the cost performance was higher. The magic cannons needed the magic cores of mid- and high-level monsters as a drive to fire. They were definitely not as good as the orthodox cannons in terms of continuous use. The advantage was the huge power. In terms of firing rate, the magic cannons did not have any advantage and were comparable to the orthodox cannons.

The new weapons in the hands of the defenders of Michod City include not only artillery, but also simple firearms brought by the immigrants from the northern continent of the human race, various fire systems, matchlock guns, etc. Although those weapons are only single-shot guns, they are still considered to be a powerful existence when facing the army of the Obelisk Empire equipped with only Western medieval armor. Outside Michod City, many bodies of the attacking soldiers can be seen, all of whom were killed by firearms. There are also many large pits on the battlefield caused by artillery. Looking at the black holes of gun muzzles and cannons protruding from the city wall, Osta thought for a while, and a cunning smile appeared on his face, as if he had thought of a way to defeat the enemy.

Despite the high technology on the other side, these gunpowders are afraid of moisture, and the performance of firearms is also affected by the weather. It happened to be sunny in Michod City, with no clouds in the sky, so the defenders dared to be so arrogant. If the weather changes, they will have no tears to cry. Perhaps seeing that the situation on their side was very good, and the weather was also a rare sunny day with a bright blue sky, the defenders of Michod City concentrated all the artillery and musket troops in a more spacious position on the city wall. With this wide field of vision, they can shoot freely from a high position.

The firearms came from immigrants from the northern continent of the human race. They were almost certainly the results left behind by the predecessors of the time travelers during the prehistoric civilization. According to the intelligence currently obtained, the other party only possessed modern firearms, not modern guns, so it was not difficult to crack them. Osta was a time traveler himself, and he could tell at a glance what the weapons used by the other party were. From the beginning of the war, he had seized the initiative in intelligence.

"Third brother, you are here. It is really embarrassing for you and the emperor. I don't know what the hell those defenders are holding. Even my heavy-armored knights can't resist them and charged several times..."

"Third brother, please give me another chance. I will immediately request reinforcements from the mage troop in the rear. Then we will definitely be able to break into the city."

"Sixth brother, I didn't expect you to come here in person. No need to wait for the mage troops, I can handle it."

"Third brother, if we don't mobilize the magic troops, I'm afraid the casualties will be..."

"Sixth brother, have you forgotten? The deployment of the mage troop needs to be approved by our father again. Once you submit this application, the Empire will know that we have suffered a great loss. When the emperor scolds you, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"My brother is the one who has thought it through. I didn't think it through. What we should do next is entirely up to my third brother."

"Sixth brother, let me tell you this. Your men will temporarily withdraw and my troops will take over the siege. When the battle is over, the wealth in the city will be yours and the people will be mine. What do you think?"

"Well... well, it's up to you, my brother. I have no objection."

"That's good, Sixth Brother. Have your men retreat to the right wing, and my troops will lead the attack later."

After seeing the messenger sent here and the handwritten letter from his brother, the sixth prince Osdu personally ran to meet Osta's army. Osdu's face was full of embarrassment and embarrassment. He felt very ashamed and his eyes revealed a strong unwillingness. If this guy really succeeded in breaking the city, he would definitely massacre the whole city out of revenge. Osta quickly gave a compromise plan, dividing the people and money after breaking the city. Osdu agreed after thinking for a while. Although he was thinking about revenge after breaking the city, he still had to give Osta face. At most, he would return double when he arrived at the next city. The only thing he couldn't figure out was what his brother wanted people to do. Did this brother want to experience what it felt like to be an executioner and butcher? He planned to have a taste of it and indirectly massacre the city.

Michod City is the second largest town in the Michelson region and the economic center of the region. This city with a population of more than 300,000 people has become prosperous and has a highly developed commodity economy because of a large number of immigrants from the human northern continent. The human northern continent has received many gifts from prehistoric civilizations and has been influenced by those time travelers. It has mastered a lot of black technologies that are obviously not from this plane or the other world continent.

The most widely handed down black technology is the four great inventions of an ancient oriental country, papermaking, movable type printing, compass and gunpowder. The human race in the northern continent has mastered the relevant black technologies. Osta speculated that these black technologies should be left by the predecessors of the farming faction in the prehistoric civilization. Fortunately, this plane of the alien world belongs to the high magic civilization, not the low magic civilization. Swords and magic are still the mainstream. Those gunpowders are not enough to shake the dominant position of magic. Relying solely on these gunpowders, there is no way to conquer the world, at least not to beat the forces of those alien continents.

These immigrants from the human race's northern continent have a sense of superiority in their bones. They always claim to be the successors of prehistoric civilization and look down on the human race from other continents. After all, when prehistoric civilization was at its most glorious, it almost subverted the world order. Unfortunately, due to some special reasons, it failed in the end. This is very obvious in Michod City. The actual jurisdiction of the city is in the hands of those human race's northern continent immigrants. Even the lord of the Michelson area, Grand Duke Cameron, has no way to deal with this. He can only acquiesce to the fact that these human race's northern continent immigrants have actual control over Michod City.

Michod is a relatively independent city. Since the great riot in the Michelson region, the city has not taken the initiative to send troops, but has secretly accumulated strength and waited for an opportunity to become independent. They are unwilling to negotiate with the expeditionary forces of the Obelisk Empire because they subconsciously look down on the human race in the Western Continent, thinking that the people from that country that pursues a backward feudal system are all barbarians, a group of uncivilized savages. Therefore, the defenders refused to negotiate, and after the military victory and the initial effectiveness of the defensive war, they looked down on the expeditionary forces of the Obelisk Empire even more.

Of course, not all people in the northern continent are so stubborn. The chambers of commerce that cooperate with Osta and the daughters of the new nobles are very good at dealing with people. They abandon their prejudices and focus on doing business and making money. After arranging the square formation, Osta commanded the troops to prepare for the siege. The army of more than 100,000 people lined up outside the city of Michod and began to advance.

The army of the sixth prince Osdu retreated to the right wing behind the main army and waited for orders. Osdu watched the battle with a complicated expression. On the one hand, he hoped that Osdu could break the city so that he could make a fortune. On the other hand, he didn't want his brother to win too easily. It would be a big blow if someone else could easily get the merit that this guy had been struggling for a long time. Osdu continued to observe with such a contradictory mood. He hoped that Osdu would win a tragic victory. In this way, Osdu would feel more balanced.

"Those barbarians are coming to die again. Brothers, prepare to fight!"

"Barbarians are barbarians. They won't understand no matter how many times they come here."

"Prepare the artillery. Just fire a few shots and those barbarians will be scared out of their wits. Then..."

"Hey, there's something wrong with the sky! How come it changes so suddenly?"

"Strange, it was sunny just now, why did it become cloudy now?"

"It's raining, damn it, why is it raining at this time..."

After seeing the advance of Aosta's army, the defenders stationed on the walls of Michod, the members of the musket troops, all showed indifference on their faces. They raised their muskets and matchlocks, moved their cannons, and planned to show the power of firearms to the Obelisk Empire Army as before. At this time, the weather suddenly changed, and the originally clear sky, the cloudless blue sky, was covered by dark clouds. The dark clouds seemed to appear out of thin air, without any signs beforehand. The strangest thing was that after the dark clouds appeared, there was almost no lightning, and it rained directly, skipping the thunder stage.

The defenders were stunned for a moment. The gunpowder in their muskets and matchlocks, as well as the cannons they had set up, was soaked by the sudden rainstorm, and the gunpowder was immediately extinguished, turning into duds. The musket troops were in a very bad state due to the rainstorm, and they were all soaked. The uniforms they wore were made of bright colors, which made them very conspicuous even in the dark environment, which invisibly provided accurate directions and targets.

The "Black Witch" Natasha saw the right opportunity and commanded the long-range troops to throw javelins to suppress the outer wall of Michod City from a distance. The spears thrown by the phalanx formed a rain of arrows and were thrown at the walls of Michod City. The clothes worn by the enemy were too bright and they became live targets. Under the projection of the spears, the image of these once invincible musket troops was quickly ruined. Many defenders were shot dead on the spot by javelins, and the rest who were not shot and killed fled to the inner city, looking like a defeated army that had abandoned its armor and weapons.

The musket troops were too confident in their firearms, and had almost no protective gear. The uniforms they wore were military uniforms, ceremonial uniforms used during military parades, and the defensive power of cloth armor was almost zero, even inferior to the protective gear of the defenders of the Wilcotes Canyon Pass before. The latter's archers at least wore leather armor, which still had some defensive power. These musket troops not only had poor defense, but their combat effectiveness was directly reduced to zero after losing their firearms. They basically couldn't shoot arrows, and the bows and arrows placed on the city walls had all become decorations, with few arrows. Faced with this sudden situation on the battlefield, the musket troops panicked for a while.

After a brief suppression by long-range weapons, the defenders on the walls of Michod were defeated, and more than half of the musket troops were killed or wounded. Most of them died on the walls, shot by javelins and spears. They died without even firing a single shot from their muskets. Their deaths were quite frustrating. Aosta's army took advantage of the situation and began to use siege equipment to knock down the gates, and some of the advance troops climbed the walls with ladders. At this time, an accident happened. The first to land on the wall was the "Black Dragon" Onitana. The beautiful clan leader found something wrong and immediately gestured to signal the follow-up troops to suspend the attack.

"There are actually fortifications. Damn it, I miscalculated."

"Your Excellency, we can continue our assault!"

"Katrina, bring Onitana back, change of plan."

"My Lord, it should be fine to continue the attack."

"Samadias, you are not just tools of war. Listen to my orders and retreat."

"Yes, Lord, you are so gentle. I want to give everything to you..."

"Samadiara, let's take care of business now. I'll talk to you two sisters about personal matters later."

It turned out that there was actually a second line of defense in the outer wall area of ​​Michod. The second wall was built relatively hidden, and its appearance was designed according to the bunker, with a roof and many gun holes. The rainstorm was ineffective against the firearms hidden in the bunker. Onitana, who landed on the outer wall first, was hit by a round of crazy firearms. The flames shot out from the bunker of the second wall hit Onitana densely. If she was not a dragonborn with terrible defense, if she was an ordinary person, this round of firearms volleys would be enough to shoot her into a hornet's nest, and she would be unrecognizable on the spot and die without a complete body.

Judging from the sound and firing frequency of the firearms, the firearms used in the second wall were continuous, starting with three bursts. Osta speculated that they were firearms such as cannonballs, which fired three bursts at a time. This was much stronger than the weapons used by the firearms troops on the first wall, and was a more advanced firearm. Onitana was pushed back several meters by this round of firearms and almost fell off the wall. Although the other attacking troops retreated in time, many of them were still hit by the cannonballs and fell to the ground. These members of the Sarahanim tribe were quite domineering. The people at the back simply did not run away. The berserkers stayed behind to cover the people in front and attract firepower. After sacrificing hundreds of people, they finally retreated.

Retreat was a last resort. There were also artillery pieces on the second wall, and the shells they fired were scatter bombs, which exploded with many iron cores, causing too much damage to the army. Osta was not sure if there was a third or fourth line of defense in Michod City, so he could only withdraw the attacking army. In this battle, thousands of musket troops on the first wall were shot and killed. Osta was not at a disadvantage, but he was a little unhappy and retreated halfway through the battle.

Although the souls of the Berserkers who died on Osta's side can be recovered and resurrected after the war, the gentleman prince despises the enemy's use of firearms to bully the natives of the other world and suppress the indigenous people. Aren't they just high-tech weapons? He also has them, and they are more terrifying than the enemy's. Since the enemy has set a precedent and directly used black-tech weapons, Osta will not play tricks and will retaliate in the same way.

The Sixth Prince Aoshidu, who was watching the battle from a distance, did not have a gloating expression on his face. Aoshidu's army had only suffered a small loss. If his army had continued the main attack, the second line of defense would have suffered heavy casualties, and the proportion of casualties would have been even more serious than that of his third brother. Aoshidu originally wanted to take the opportunity to send troops to pick up the bargain, but after seeing that the second line of defense of the city wall was still there, Aoshidu gave up. He finally put down the half-raised offensive flag, looking a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Osta, I just remembered a beautiful song that can relax me. Can you give it to me..."

"No need, Moyu, I know what I'm doing. Now is not the time to listen to music."

"Chris, please go and call Samadiya and the others over. I plan to... By the way, Moyu, you stay here. Sophia, please help entertain them."

"It's okay, Lord Osta, I will take good care of Moyu."

"Mr. Osta, please don't be impulsive. Impulsiveness is the devil..."

"Okay, Moyu, Lord Osta will take care of it, follow me!"

When Moyu saw that Osta's face was unusually gloomy and he was obviously going to be furious, she planned to ease the atmosphere a little. Moyu's intuition was always accurate. She was subconsciously worried that a certain gentleman prince would do something crazy after being furious. Osta's face remained unchanged. After entrusting Sophia to help take care of Moyu and her accompanying maids, he turned and left.

It would be a lie for this gentleman prince not to be angry. This was the first time that Osta had encountered a minor setback in military affairs since arriving in the Central Continent. The intelligence map provided by the immortal cultivator Mo Yu only recorded the number of defenders and their general configuration, but not the firearms. These immortal cultivators probably thought that firearms were not worthy of their attention, so they did not record them. This small detail caused Osta to misjudge. Fortunately, the troops were withdrawn in time, so there were no major casualties.

The Sarahanim are indeed warlike and have a martial spirit. However, if the loss in a single battle is too great, it will affect Osta's reputation as the new leader. A miserable victory is not what a gentleman prince pursues. Since the opponent still has firearms and the rainstorm is ineffective, Osta can only change his mind and adopt other more effective offensive methods. On the one hand, Osta relies on the power and special abilities of the pseudo-water god, and with the secret assistance of the water demon goddess Stella, he allows the rainstorm to continue, and on the other hand, he notifies the rear to prepare for a surprise move.

In front of the Sixth Prince Osdu, Osta didn't want to reveal in advance that he had strong personal strength and could borrow the pseudo water god to help him fight. Osta tried to conceal it, so his personal strength was limited to a certain extent. The Sixth Prince Osdu, who was watching the battle from a distance on the flank, was frightened after seeing the battle.

"I almost got tricked. My brother's female general is too powerful. She took on so many attacks from strange weapons alone and was able to escape unscathed. She is a rare talent."

"Your Highness Osta, please don't think about that. His Highness Osta values ​​the women around him very much and will definitely not let anyone else."

"I was just expressing my feelings, I didn't consider poaching. My brother cares too much about women, he is doomed to fail!"

"Your Highness Osdu, we will compete with Your Highness Osder in the future, so we must win over all the princes who can stand on our side."

"I am aware of this. Tell the troops to be ready to go at any time. My brother may soon send troops back to take revenge."

Chapter 159: Michod City, the City of Justice Sent Down from Heaven (Part 2)

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Facing the powerful offensive of the Obelisk Empire Army, Michod City once again managed to escape danger and blocked the attack of the Obelisk Empire Army. However, the situation on the battlefield was constantly changing, and the goddess of victory could not always stand on the same side. The sudden rainstorm soon dissipated. This mysterious rainfall came and went in a hurry, leaving no trace. After learning from the previous lesson, the defenders did not dare to deploy the firearms troops completely on the first wall.

The defenders of Michod City had a reserve musketeer team, although the firearms team lost more than half of their troops in the previous fight. However, firearms were relatively simple to operate and easy to use, and these reserve musketeers quickly made up for the previous defense gap. Looking at the sky that had returned to clear weather, the expressions on the faces of the defenders of Michod City were no longer as cynical as before.

Previously, due to underestimation of the enemy and the sudden change in weather, the defenders of Michod suffered heavy losses. This was the first casualty of the defenders since the start of the war, which greatly shook the morale of the defenders. After regrouping, the troops under Osta quickly regrouped. Judging from the opponent's posture, they were preparing to launch a second round of attack. This time the situation was different. The attackers did not send troops to form a square formation and launch a forced charge as before, but waited for special support from the rear.

In the joint military camp of Aosta, the "mechanical angel" Salia had just landed at the base camp. The beautiful matriarch of the Sky Messenger Tribe, carrying various mechanical weapons and equipment, seemed to be out of tune with the atmosphere of this sword and magic plane. Salia came to support with equipment after receiving Aosta's contact information. With the advanced propulsion device and the precise navigation of the positioning system, she quickly arrived at Aosta.

The special weapons and equipment that Salia brought this time were relatively backward for her. She did it because Osta had deliberately asked her to do so. The Gentleman Prince had told her in advance that otherwise Salia would definitely bring a big killer. If that happened, the power would be too great and it would be difficult to end. It would be beyond Osta's control and it would be difficult to fulfill the promise made by the Gentleman Prince to Moyu not to harm civilians.

At this time, Osta was checking the injuries of the "Black Dragon" Onitana. The brown dragon girl was quite cooperative. If the Gentle Prince had not stopped her in advance, she might have directly disarmed herself and asked the Gentle Prince to help her conduct a thorough inspection after removing her equipment. With her extraordinary defense, Onitana did not suffer fatal injuries, and there was not even a single scar. After seeing this and confirming it personally, Osta was finally relieved. He still cared a lot about his subordinates, especially the girls who were subordinate to him. The Gentle Prince was particularly sympathetic to the beautiful patriarchs of the local primitive tribes. If any of them were accidentally disfigured, it would be a serious sin and a huge loss.

"My Lord, I'm sorry to have worried you. It's okay. These little tricks can't hurt me. They can't break my defense."

"Okay, Onitana, I was not thoughtful enough in giving you the order to attack this time. You should take a break for now. When you are needed to fight, I will notify you and make other arrangements."

"Your Excellency, the relevant weapons and equipment have been brought in as you ordered. Please give the order! Breaking the city is not a difficult task. The rear is ready."

"Saliya, thank you for your hard work. You don't have to do it yourself this time, just help with navigation."

“Your Excellency, do you really not need me to take action? Those guys are showing off their power with primitive weapons. We must strike hard.”