This Lich Requests More Remuneration-Chapter 222 - 203 The Hero of the Empire
Chapter 222: Chapter 203: The Hero of the Empire
Chapter 222 -203: The Hero of the Empire
If you discount the overseas islands, the continental terrain looks like an obese cross.
The Laine Empire is located at the center of the cross, with the ends being the Silvermoon Tribunal. When arranged vertically, it is the Emerald Dream Forest, the Laine Empire, the Golden Kingdom, Alchemy City, and the Silvermoon Tribunal. Horizontally, it is the Kingdom of Impure Hymns of Tiflin, the Laine Empire, and the Orc mountain kingdom.
Laine borders four nations, and three of them are of different races, with the remaining Emerald Dream Forest having a different faith as well; so, to say that they are surrounded by enemies on all sides isn’t an exaggeration. Yet, Laine somehow managed to oppress the people in these four regions to the point of breathlessness with its national strength.
It’s not surprising for Laine to go to war with Orcs, even the desolate sands of the desert have conflicts with Laine, let alone the extremely bellicose Orcs that growl and howl—it would be strange if there were no disputes with Laine.
In fact, for nearly a hundred years, there have been minor conflicts between Laine and the Orcs. The Orcs mostly suffered losses, but they have always managed to hold their ground thanks to the rugged mountain terrain.
The mountains here are like spears thrust inversely into the earth; you can hardly find any normal paths, and only the Orcs, who have evolved similarly to monkeys, can live freely here.
The sudden assault on the Orc Kingdom by the Laine people was unexpected by everyone.
Because, putting economical strength aside, the military power of the Orc Kingdom should be the strongest next to that of Laine. In other kingdoms, it’s an exaggeration to say that all citizens are soldiers, but in the Orc Kingdom, it’s a normal description.
Any Orc over ten years old is more formidable than the human militias, their innate physical sturdiness and bravery make them competent fighters with just a little training. In such an environment, the legends of the Orc Kingdom do not exist in name only.
And they won’t talk to you about knightly chivalry for one-on-one duels; they usually swarm in, and they won’t hesitate to strike at ordinary soldiers. Your Laine Paladins are indeed formidable, but not all of them can be that strong. When a legend strikes, they take down swathes, killing to the point where it hurts the hearts of the Laine people.
In previous wars, these strong Orcs knew they couldn’t beat the Paladins, so they targeted the lower-ranked soldiers, causing immense casualties. A thousand-man unit of Paladins and their support soldiers was ultimately decimated, leaving only the commanding officer.
This is the shame of the Laine Empire, but once you enter the mountains, those Orc Warriors who appear out of nowhere are truly impossible to confront.
Therefore, this time, the Laine people did not dispatch a large army corps, but instead had a Silvermoon Knight lead the way, bringing only thirty people along, of which ten were Legendary, and the remaining were High-order Holy Warriors or Light Priests standing on the threshold of legend.
Unencumbered by ordinary soldiers, this team moved very quickly; before the Orcs could react, the Silvermoon Knight launched the first attack.
The City of Fangs, at the border of the two nations, is the essential passageway into the mountains, resembling a wild boar’s fang, curving upward towards the sky.
Even if you could fly, you’d have to fly over the airspace of the City of Fangs because thunderclouds cover the other areas all year round, just like in the Golden Desert; it’s a meteorological phenomenon created by some Legendary Mage using the World Weaving Spell when they were bored.
Initially, the Orcs also chose it for this natural barrier and spent many years turning this thundercloud-covered mountain range into their territory.
The City of Fangs is the only entrance to the mountains; in the past, the people of Laine sacrificed many before this steep cliff, but ultimately they could never breach the city.
This time, however, the City of Fangs lasted only half an hour.
A dazzling sword light, larger than the mountains, fell from the sky like moonlight poured out. The fang pointing to the sky was split in half, the city gate shattered, and seventy percent of all defensive installations within were destroyed. Those Laine people who shouted with Holy Light rushed into the breached gates and purified all Orcs who refused to surrender with Holy Light.
There were originally two Legendary beings within the city, but as soon as these two mighty Orc Warriors appeared, that terrifying sword light reappeared, and one was taken down with a single stroke. His door-size great axe, the heavy armor on his body, and his steel-like physique could not withstand that dazzling sword light; he was sliced in half vertically.
The second Legendary Orc, witnessing the death of his companion, was overwhelmed with fear and rage. The intense emotions stimulated him into a berserk state. The Orc’s body inflated like being blown into, turning into a vast monster four to five meters tall, ready to avenge his comrade.
Yet before he could find the owner of the sword light, several Paladins had already surrounded him.
Holy Slash, Holy Slash, and more Holy Slash!
The Orc held on for only a few minutes before being chopped into mince by the long swords enveloped in Holy Light.
The battle happened too quickly; the Orc army didn’t even have time to muster. The Magician unit that was supposed to aid the Legends didn’t react before the battle was nearly over.
The entire battle hinged on the two sword lights from the Silvermoon Knight.
One sword to break the city, one sword to slay the enemy; the City of Fangs was largely destroyed.
The remaining Orcs, although numbering many, became disorganized without their leaders. A few Legendary Holy Warriors charged through the city a few times, and the Orcs completely collapsed, scattering to flee.
Including the final cleanup, the battle lasted less than an hour, and the City of Fangs fell into the hands of Laine.
What followed was the construction of a temporary Teleportation Circle, and a group of Laine Army that had been prepared for a long time began to teleport over. The first batch to come were the Spellcasters; the Teleportation Circle was expanded and fortified, and then teleportation began again.
The Laine people used a very costly method to teleport three thousand people in a single day; the cost was much higher than fighting a conventional war with tens of thousands.
But the costly effect was that just one day later, the City of Fangs had become Laine’s territory.
With a large number of spellcasters, the shattered city was quickly repaired, and then various defensive magics were set up, fortifying the city even more tightly than before.
On the second day after the City of Fangs fell, the orcs began to muster their forces, aiming to recapture this critical gateway city.
The assembling orc army was extremely formidable, especially their magician group. When casting spells together, they could summon devastatingly huge fireballs, capable of breaching city walls with a single hit.
However, before the orc army could close in on the city, Laine sent out their Legendary Holy Warriors, each equipped with Time Freeze Scrolls worth hundreds of thousands of Gold Coins.
They first lay in wait with high-order invisibility spells and then hurled scrolls once the orc army appeared.
These Holy Warriors threw Time Freeze Scrolls like grenades, covering several hundred meters before dropping into the midst of the orc army.
This was a true case of using the capital to harm the enemy. As soon as several Time Freeze Scrolls were thrown out, ninety-nine percent of the orcs were frozen within the barrier, becoming lambs to the slaughter.
The few orcs who were exempt from the effects of the Time Freeze received special attention from the Laine People; this stealth attack took down another Legendary Orc and severely injured two others.
What followed was a one-sided massacre, with the Light Priest’s Dawn’s Light exploding and cutting down the orcs like wheat.
A surprise attack, an ambush, and the battle entered a virtuous cycle.
The City of Fangs became a transit hub for Laine, where they transported large forces. They even began altering the terrain, filling steep ravines with spells to smooth out the rugged paths.
Moreover, the powerhouses of Laine didn’t rest, using the City of Fangs as a base to wage war in all directions.
Geographical hazards were negligible to Legendary warriors, especially the Silvermoon Knight. Since the start of the war, he had acted only eight times, breaching five cities and killing three Legendary Orcs.
In just ten days, the Orc Kingdom lost five Legendary figures, a horrifying number that made even the fearless orcs shrink their lines and hesitated to launch offensive strikes to reclaim their cities.
After reading the description from Withered Rose, Amberser felt a sense of fear creeping in and couldn’t help but reply, “This old man’s strength is a bit over the top, isn’t he about to die? How can he still be so fierce?!”
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One sword to cut open a city, another to slay a Legendary; if this old man were thirty years younger, other countries would just surrender without a fight.
Having once conned the Silvermoon Knight out of tens of millions, if the Silvermoon Knight decided to strike, regardless of becoming an Oathbreaker, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
“Withered Rose: He indeed is about to die. I can sense it; he’s not far from death. Perhaps that’s exactly why Laine has him strike at the Orc Kingdom in the last phase of his life. They are Laine’s final enemy. If they handle this trouble, Laine will go from being surrounded by enemies on all sides to only having Tiflin as an enemy. The Emerald Dream Forest will certainly not take the initiative to send troops.”
Amberser strongly agreed with Withered Rose’s words as the Druids would definitely not provoke Laine, mostly relying on the Dreamweave Barrier to turtle up.
In this way, the situation for the Laine Empire changed, becoming much safer.
Amberser was clear that Laine was preparing for the great changes to come. Lord of the Dawn must have given them a hint to resolve these potential threats beforehand, so they could fully face the event capable of causing deities to fall.
Amberser then asked, “Lady Rose, have you been in the Mountain Kingdom these past few days?”
“Withered Rose: Yes, as soon as I learned about the troop movements of Laine, I used the underground tunnels to get to orc territory. Thankfully, due to Laine’s invasion, my gains have been significant. The bodies of three Legendary Orcs and the soul of one Legendary, I’m planning to create a Legendary Undead with these, but I need your help.”
“Diga Ultraman: Are you planning on modifying that orc’s soul?”
“Withered Rose: Right, the orc may not have ascended to the Divine Realm, but his will is very strong, and common methods of modification could easily cause irreversible damage. You are skilled at soul manipulation; you should be able to help me with this, am I correct?”
Amberser hesitated for a moment, then replied, “I can give it a try, but I can’t guarantee a hundred percent success.”
Souls are very fragile things; alteration requires full consent to ensure success, and Amberser did not dare to guarantee his level of certainty. However, he thought that Withered Rose would be willing to spend a fortune on such a difficult task.
After finishing business matters, Amberser took interest in the situation of the Orc Kingdom. Based on Laine’s momentum, wouldn’t it be possible that the orcs might be eradicated within a month?
“Diga Ultraman: Lady Rose, how long do you think the orcs can hold out?”
“Withered Rose: I don’t know; it depends on how many days that old man has left. The pace of Laine’s attack has slowed, and in my opinion, the Silvermoon Knight is probably on his last legs.”
