Tristan and Balin captured Rock Snow City without shedding a drop of blood, which ant that Solomon’s plan to conquer the western territories was more than halfway complete; the only task left was to defeat Ireya and her Resistance Army.
Using his extensive military experience, Tristan judged that the Lady would most likely hold up in the city.
After all, the Resistance Army was at a nurical disadvantage and would struggle to win in a direct battle, so they would likely face a siege next.
Tristan also had Clovis find so rchants in the city who had been to that new city, to gather intelligence about it.
The group then rested for a day in Rock Snow City and soon welcod a reinforcent army.
Solomon had not returned from dealing with urgent matters in Lake City, but he had sent three hundred warriors and also brought the Storm Monarch, specifically to counter the White Queen.
This developnt delighted Tristan and his companions, who were generally optimistic about the outco of the battle, their only concern being the White Dragon.
Helplessly, giant dragons’ destructive power on the battlefield was imnse, with almost no ans to control them.
However, so attentive Nobles also noticed that the returning Wing Tribespeople all wore tense expressions, a stark contrast to their previous ease and arrogance.
They showed little interest in the treasures presented before them.
Moreover, none of the previously fluent Universal Language interpreters were to be seen, replaced instead by an officer who stuttered a bit, having learned the Universal Language for less than four months.
Tristan didn’t ask questions, recognizing the strange mood among the Wing Tribespeople. He knew the wisest course was to keep a certain distance from them to avoid any bad luck.
Consequently, Tristan quickly returned to developing the campaign plans.
anwhile, at his next target — Green Field — a war council was also taking place.
Miss Rabbit gathered all the noble officers within her territory, announcing that the ti for a counterattack had co.
She inford everyone present about the ongoing events in Lake City as if to prove her words,
a sparrow fell onto the windowsill of the castle, flapping its wings clumsily as it flew into the hall and, under the watchful eyes of the Nobles, crashed heavily against the Lady’s fireplace.
It fluttered its wings a couple more tis, then stilled.
Miss Rabbit stepped forward to pick up the dead sparrow and instructed Ruby on the side to pass it around for the other Nobles to see, then played four audio recordings from an MP3 player.
They were reports sent back by a Sabbath from the Double Rest Sect, lurking in Lake City on Solomon’s first, second, fourth, and sixth days back.
She then spoke, "The Divine Punishnt of Saturday has already arrived. It will take the lives of those Wing Clan Warriors just as it took the life of this sparrow, leaving only a very few survivors.
"But the threat they pose to us is now limited, and as Prophet rlin promised, he will also intervene in the upcoming great battle to help us deal with those survivors and the Azure Dragon on the opposite side."
The hall quieted for a few monts, then erupted into a fervent cheer.
The crowd extended their thumbs and little fingers skyward, the remaining three fingers together pointing toward the ground, loudly praising Saturday and its earthly spokesperson, rlin.
Since setting foot in Bratis, those Wing Tribespeople, with a series of fierce records, had beco an invincible force, undefeated and unassailable.
Especially when they erged in full force, it was enough to chill the hearts of all opponents.
This was also why many in the Resistance Army felt desperate about this battle, unable to think of a way to defeat the terrifying Wing Clan army.
During this period, many were frightened by the advancing speed of the Alliance Army, changed their minds, and chose to leave with their troops without notice.
They obviously wanted to reassess their stance while it was not too late.
Above Green Field, there seed to be a huge dark cloud enveloping everyone. And now, that cloud was finally pierced by the dawn.
Miss Rabbit asked the forr Imperial Forest Guard Captain, "How many people do we still have?"
"Twenty-three, maybe twenty-four thousand at most," Duren said. "The troops we sent out to harass and slow down the enemy suffered significant losses, and so people left in these past few days."
This number quieted down the crowd that was still celebrating.
Soon soone couldn’t help but speak up, "Even if those Wing Tribe people can’t make a move, the enemy forces we are facing are still many tis our number, and as far as I know, many Noble Families in the west now also support Solomon."
"Their armies are now Solomon’s armies as well, and reinforcents are arriving continuously. How are we supposed to win this battle?"
The Lady remained calm, "We still have rlin."
"Will Prophet rlin also call upon Divine Punishnt on those traitors on Saturday?"
"No, Divine Punishnt is very dangerous, as you have seen. Not only the Wing Tribe are the unfortunate ones but also many innocent birds were affected.
"Therefore, we can’t use Divine Punishnt against the enemies coming from the land as it would affect us too, but Prophet rlin has prepared for this situation."
The Lady paused and then said, "Please co with out of the city and take a look at the New Holy Artifact of the Double Rest Sect."
The Nobles, upon hearing this, stood up and followed the Lady outside the city.
Beneath the hills, twenty-seven Italian Cannons had already been set up in advance, the result of one and a half months of hard work from the gun factory.
In front of those Italian Cannons were a group of wooden figures clad in Armor, numbering hundreds.
At the command of the Lady, the Italian Cannons erupted into a crackling roar, smoke billowed across the field and flas shone brightly, causing many Nobles to step back in shock.
Miss Rabbit had previously demonstrated this fearso weapon only in front of Harvin.
And at that ti, it was just one cannon firing, but now, with twenty-seven Italian Cannons unleashing their power, the effect was almost like that of Divine Punishnt.
Especially after the smoke cleared, when everyone saw those battered wooden soldiers, their steel made Armor supposed to withstand blades and Arrows, now twisted and deford by the cannon fire, the wooden figures inside even shattered by the terrifying force.
If they had been real people, there’s no doubt they would have been killed instantly.
This silenced the Nobles who were accustod to seeing wars fought with cold weapons, used to fighting mano a mano, blade against blade.
For the first ti, they witnessed the terror of firearms, and their previous understanding of warfare seed to crumble along with the wooden figures under the terrifying bombardnt of the cannons.
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