A week passed quietly in an increasingly tense situation.
What everyone could see was that an army was stationed in Crewe Town. A few hours later, the rune defense formation slowly rose to protect the border town in all directions. So, when the news spread, the entire Hori Kingdom immediately realized that the Black Nightmare Army had just disappeared for a while, and now they are back!
And when the Black Nightmare Army and the Wood family united... people didn't know what happened, but everyone who was anti-church felt inspired by it.
However, on the church side, although most people could not see anything, through the rumors, inside information, etc... people could smell the coming war. Some people say that the royal army has forcibly taken away all the men in the capital; others say that all the workshops in the city have been used by the church, and the lights are on all night long, and no one knows what is being made; some even swear that the area around the capital Every household in the house was visited by the priest, and anyone with a little bit of magical talent was taken away. I don't know where they were taken.
In short, another war is brewing. People are like looking at the thunderous sky, waiting for the first heavy rain that may fall at any time.
"Did you find out what the church's backing was?"
In the Black Nightmare Army's camp, Benjamin looked at Miles who had just returned and asked.
"No, they can't get around the fleet this time." Miles shook his head and said, "But I have to remind you that the leading troops of the Royal Army secretly left the Royal Capital last night. They may be planning to rely on this We will approach Crewe Town in a different way and catch you by surprise."
Benjamin was a little confused when he heard this.
"...Sneak attack? Is this their entire strategy for a last-ditch battle?"
He fears it won't be that simple.
"Yes, to be honest, they seem to have nothing." Miles shrugged and said unequivocally, "I have investigated as much as possible. There are nearly 100,000 soldiers, but many of them were captured by force. , not very beaten. Then there are five thousand priests, who are basically just fake. Although the entire Kingdom Army has been expanded again, its morale and training are very poor, and it just looks bluffing. "
"What about the cannon?"
"There are forty Holy Light Cannons left - you have to thank me. I burned down several warehouses before I left, otherwise the number of cannonballs you have to face will be twice as many as now."
"…Thank you."
Benjamin didn't know what to say, so he nodded and patted Miles on the shoulder to express his gratitude.
He didn't know how this battle would turn out.
The crazy expansion of the Royal Army's recruitment can be regarded as a smoke bomb to a certain extent. At least for now, Benjamin can't figure out their actual combat effectiveness. In terms of numbers alone, whether they were soldiers or mages, their enemies were more than ten times larger than theirs. It was difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. The numerical gap was so large that it was possible to make up for the training level.
Benjamin was thinking, should they make more preparations
In this way, he got the information he wanted from Miles, turned around and left, and entered into more intense preparations for the war. Since the church is preparing for a sneak attack, they must be prepared at all times, because the enemy may appear at any time.
Wood's army had quietly set off, leaving only some pretentious soldiers walking up and down the Crusad gate. In Crewe Town, more and more temporary walls appear on the outer streets, and a large number of arrow towers rise from the ground. Archers and mages are constantly coming and going on them, which also makes people living in the town aware of the coming what happened.
And at the same time.
"The Rune Defense Formation... is still the same as before, but this time, they probably won't choose to retreat." Grant flew high in the sky, and together with several bishops, looked at the busy town of Crewe in the distance, with a gloomy face and slowly Open your mouth.
—No one knew that they had already arrived less than one kilometer north of Crewe Town and had been observing in secret for almost a day.
"Yes." The bishop on the side nodded immediately and said, "We have received reports that they have built a large number of fortifications in the town, and they will definitely defend to the end."
Grant turned his head and asked: "So... how long until our army arrives?"
"In three days, they will gather on the mountain to the north and prepare for the attack."
Grant also nodded after hearing this.
"It should be impossible for that guy to eavesdrop on this plan." Another bishop said, "In order to avoid him, we went to the sky to discuss the plan. Only a few of us know the whole plan. That The assassin can no longer be traced.”
As he spoke, he thought of the several warehouses in the royal capital that spontaneously ignited for no apparent reason. Is there any need to say it? Specializing in burning down the storage point where the Holy Light Cannon was stored, the only person who could do such a thing and escape unscathed was the assassin with a strange physique.
When they thought of this, they clenched their fists with hatred.
Grant snorted coldly and said, "That guy... we must find him out after defeating the Black Nightmare Army, and we cannot let him survive in this world."
Several bishops agreed: "Of course!"
Just like that, another two days passed. Several people from the church could observe from the air that the Black Nightmare Army in Crewe Town was shrinking more and more, as if they smelled something. But they didn't care. It was common knowledge that the war was about to begin. What the Black Nightmare Army would not know anyway was how they would attack.
The leading troops of the Royal Army have arrived. They are stationed in the mountains and quietly preparing.
Finally, on the third night.
"… It's raining."
Standing in the mountains to the north of the gate, Grant stood with his hands behind his hands and looked up at the sky. One drop, two drops... The raindrops fell on his cheeks, but they were bounced off by the holy light emerging from his body. Even if the rain became heavier and heavier, Grant's hair and sleeves were not even half wet.
Behind him, several bishops looked at the sky covered with dark clouds, with mixed expressions on their faces.
"This is a test given to us by God." A bishop took a deep breath and said decisively, "Defeating that devil in the rain represents the ultimate glory. After passing this test, divine light will descend on this continent again. "
Another bishop said: "The rain does not help the water system as much as we thought. In fact, it is more beneficial to our plan."
Someone else suggested: "His Majesty the Pope... Why don't we wait until the rain stops before attacking?"
Grant just looked away and shook his head.
"Have you forgotten? The attack time cannot be changed." He suddenly turned around and pointed at a winding and narrow mountain road behind him, "Even if we are willing to wait until the rain stops, they... can't wait anymore."
Along with his words, suddenly, the mountainous area under his feet shook violently, and there was a muffled sound. At that moment, several bishops seemed to have thought of something. They quickly followed Grant into the sky and turned around to look. Following their gazes, half a minute later, they could see a stream of turbid and black muddy water suddenly rushing out of the narrow path.
Just like a river thawing in spring, in an instant, a large amount of muddy water envelops countless stones and rushes down the mountain road. The astonishing momentum makes the entire mountain range tremble.
Not only that, the muddy water swelled bigger and bigger in the rain, like a river that burst its banks, rushing out from more than one mountain road. Soon, the mudslide merged into one stream at the intersection of several mountain roads. Finally, it poured out of the mountain along a slope that seemed to have appeared recently!
—Go straight to the rainy town of Crewe.