Through the tactical telescope, Lin Zhengnan could clearly see that the chariots, which looked like prisms, were arranged in neat square formations, advancing forward with overwhelming momentum. Next to the chariots, there were infantry soldiers in black full body armor with red patterns following closely, holding rough rifles with huge muzzles, the power of which was equivalent to that of small heavy artillery!
At this time, the two sides of the prismatic tank opened up, and figures jumped out from inside. These things looked like spiders, but they had a head full of electronic eyes that could turn 360 degrees. There were weapon platforms with linked machine guns rising from the armor that unfolded on the back, and there were also sword-shaped forelimbs with red edges that looked extremely sharp.
These mechanical creations made a slight squeaking sound when they moved, red lines appeared on their bodies from time to time, and they emitted a slight humming sound as if their energy was overflowing.
It was these things that razed the outer city of Chizhou Fort to the ground in the past three hours, forcing the army of Chizhou Fort to retreat into the inner city. Before that, the other side had not even used this kind of mechanical creation.
As the lord of Chizhou Fort, Lin Zhengnan's palms were full of sweat at this moment. He put down the telescope with a heavy heart. Looking around, he saw that the faces of his soldiers were full of fear and their morale was low.
They have been frightened by the enemy. How can they fight this battle
Lin Zhengnan is 48 years old this year, in the prime of his life. He took over the position of city lord at the age of 30, and has managed Chizhou Fort very successfully over the past 18 years.
Chizhou Fort is a remote small fortress with rich mineral resources, especially an iron ore called "Red Scale". The former city lord only operated the mining business, but it was only enough to sustain the living needs of Chizhou Fort. Sometimes, he even had to borrow food from other fortresses to get through the difficult times.
After Lin Zhengnan took office, he vigorously developed other industries. After nearly 20 years of operation, he built Chizhou Fort into an important supply point on the mainland trade route.
At this point, the people of Chizhou Fort no longer have to worry about food and clothing, but Lin Zhengnan also knows that due to the geographical location of Chizhou Fort and the resource limitations of the surrounding areas, it is difficult for this fortress to develop into a large fortress, and being able to become a supply point for the trade route is already its limit.
Because of this problem, Chizhou Fort cannot attract powerful Ascendants to stay. Including Lin Zhengnan himself, there are only four Level 6 people in this fortress.
Whether it is the size of the army, the number of ascenders, or the number of strong men, Chizhou Fort is difficult to compare with large fortresses.
Being able to respond quickly after being attacked, decisively abandoning the outer city and withdrawing the main force to the inner city was the limit of what Lin Zhengnan could do.
Now, he just hoped that his call for help would be responded to. But the nearest fortress to Chizhou Fort was 200 kilometers away. Even if they were willing to support Chizhou Fort, it would take at least three days from mobilizing the army to arriving at the battlefield.
Three days later, Chizhou Fort might have become a ruin.
In addition, Lin Zhengnan also thought of retreating. While the main force of his army is still strong, he should be able to break out with all his strength.
Can...
I'm not willing to accept this!
Lin Zhengnan clenched his fists. This fortress was the result of his hard work, and he couldn't just give it up like that.
Standing on a tall building, watching the opposing army approaching step by step, Lin Zhengnan suddenly felt a deep, uncomfortable aura. He saw a monster-like chariot appearing at the back of the battlefield. The chariot was like a hill.
It was huge in size, and the armor on it was hopelessly thick.
The number of weapon platforms on the chariot was outrageous, and the triple main gun was almost a mobile anti-city strategic weapon. In addition, the chariot was covered with sharp spikes everywhere, and it was conceivable that when it rushed into the enemy's convoy, those spikes would easily cut through the enemy's armor.
There was a figure standing on that monster-like chariot. He was not wearing any armor, but the aura he exuded was not to be underestimated.
Lin Zhengnan picked up the telescope again and saw a young man under 30 years old. He had a pale complexion, black eye makeup around his eyes, a skull earring on his left ear, and long black hair tied into a ponytail that fluttered in the wind behind his head.
He seemed to sense Lin Zhengnan's gaze and looked over suddenly. In an instant, Lin Zhengnan and the other party's deep black eyes met. He actually felt dizzy, as if he was about to fall into those eyes that were like an abyss.
Lin Zhengnan quickly took away the telescope and broke out in a cold sweat. He knew he had lost his composure and that many officers were looking at him, but he couldn't help himself. The moment his eyes met with the other party's, Lin Zhengnan felt as if his soul was being devoured.
He hasn't felt this way for a long time!
After calming himself down, Lin Zhengnan exhaled and said, "Who are you? Why are you attacking our Chizhou Fort?"
The commander on the monster chariot raised his hand, and the entire army stopped immediately. On the dark battlefield, the pressure created by those figures was like the oppressive atmosphere before a storm, making it difficult for the soldiers of Chizhou Fort to breathe.
Then, a deep voice sounded on the battlefield. Lin Zhengnan did not expect that the pale man's voice would be so low, so low that it seemed like an echo from the abyss.
"You don't need to know our identities. You just need to know that you only have two options now. Either fight or surrender."
The man wearing the skull earrings said calmly: "The former dies, the latter lives. I'll give you one minute to think about it."
Someone strode out from beside Lin Zhengnan and said in a deep voice, "City Lord, if we surrender without a fight, even if we can survive, we will become a joke in the eyes of others."
"Let me go, I want to challenge the opponent's commander!"
The person who spoke was an old man in his sixties. His temples were gray, but his eyes were sharp as ever, and he had his hands behind his back, looking very imposing.
Wei Qingning, the best fighter in Chizhou Fort, is also at rank 6, but his combat power is even higher than that of the city lord Lin Zhengnan.
“Mr. Wei is right, but…” Lin Zhengnan is still a little worried. After all, if Wei Qingning loses, then the already low morale will probably fall to the bottom.
"City Lord, I know what you are worried about." Wei Qingning smiled and said, "If I die in battle, then the City Lord will withdraw his troops or even surrender. At that time, no one will dare to say a word."
Lin Zhengnan's body trembled slightly, and then he realized that Wei Qingning was using himself to build Chizhou Fort to give Lin Zhengnan a step down.
If Wei Qingning, the strongest force, was defeated, then it would be reasonable for Chizhou Fort to retreat or surrender.
Thinking of this, Lin Zhengnan sighed, stepped aside, and bowed respectfully to Wei Qingning.
Wei Qingning accepted his greeting calmly and stepped forward and shouted:
"Enemy commander, do you dare to fight me?"
The man on the monster chariot laughed: "A last-ditch struggle, whatever. This will make you admit defeat with all your heart. What's your name?"
"I am Wei Qingning!"
The old man shouted loudly, and the star essence appeared, turning into brilliant fighting spirit and condensing into a set of ancient armor. He raised his hand, and two warriors came over with a long-handled sword.
The length of this sword is almost as long as Wei Qingning's height. The handle alone is nearly half a meter long. Even if holding it with both hands, there is still room for movement.
The sword is heavy and an ordinary person cannot lift it alone, so it needs two people to carry it.
But the old man grabbed it with one hand, then pointed the blade at the enemy commander: "Tell me your name!"
The man chuckled. "I'll tell you when I think you're qualified to know. I'm not interested in telling my name to a weakling."
Wei Qingning did not dwell on this issue. His fighting spirit extended out and wrapped around the blade. Suddenly, the long sword shone brightly, making the old man look like a god of war.
This scene slightly boosted the low morale of the soldiers in Chizhou Fort.
Wei Qingning rushed out of the platform in a flash and landed heavily on the ground, creating a circle of shock waves that made the mechanical creations in the enemy camp ahead stagger and lose their stability.
The man on the monster chariot smiled slightly, and suddenly a black mist surged around him. A group of ravens flew out of the black mist, croaking loudly, and they flew to the ground and circled for a while, and the man's figure appeared in the group of crows.
The ravens flew into the man's body one by one and disappeared.
Wei Qingning frowned slightly, because he couldn't see through what tricks the other party used. He looked carefully at the enemy's cheeks, the back of his hands and other exposed areas of skin, but did not see any trace of any class emblems, and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
At this time, the man raised his hand, waved and said, "Come on."
Wei Qingning was furious. The other party obviously did not take him seriously. He exhaled and shouted, and the sound was like thunder, rumbling throughout the entire battlefield, making those soldiers in full body armor sway as if they were drunk. Some of those with poor physical fitness even had blood in their ears and noses and fell down.
With a loud shout, Wei Qingning gathered his strength and rushed towards the enemy general with his footsteps as fast as the wind. The soldiers and chariots around them had already retreated, creating an open space for the two to fight.
Wei Qingning came to the other side in an instant, and the sword chopped down suddenly. The blade was quietly stained with a hint of green light, outlining a green light and shadow.
The man wearing the skull earrings had an extremely arrogant smile on his face. He did not dodge or evade, and even opened his arms, allowing Wei Qingning to chop into his body with the knife.
Succeeded
Wei Qingning couldn't believe that all this came so easily. Suddenly he felt something strange about the touch of the blade, and saw the man's body suddenly break into pieces and turn into several groups of black crows that scattered.
These crows scattered all over the sky, circled above Wei Qingning's head, and made disturbing calls. Wei Qingning looked up at the "dark cloud", crouched slightly, and suddenly stood up from the ground. He slashed with a sharp sword and broke into the crows.
As he soared into the sky, a figure fell from the flock of crows. When Wei Qingning "broke through the clouds", the man raised his hand towards the old man in the air. His arm suddenly grew longer and turned into a python emitting a black aura and with green flames in its eyes!