Dungeon Of Pride, Laplace

Chapter 835- Battle For The Capital (7)

Obeying the general's command, Marshall cavalier turned his attention towards the top of the walls only for his expression to drastically change and become completely gobsmacked the next second.

What?!! What was this? What just happened here?

Reflected in his eyes were numerous corpses of the mages from the Hellfire Artillery Unit. Blood made a pool under their bodies and slowly flowed down through the walls. Who killed them? Just as this question arrived on his mind, his eyes immediately flashed and went towards a particular direction where he sensed numerous powerful auras quietly surging.

He saw teams of what looked like adventurers climb up the walls and hastily cull down the mages using various skills and techniques. That was not all, he could see multiple fluctuations in the air, evidence of the stealth skill used by the assassins.

When di the enemy...

"Just because the enemy was unable to break through the defence of the tainted Knights, you became conceited and forgot about the fact that the enemy also possesses elite units. You stationed all the tainted knights towards the gates, leaving the Hellfire Artillery Unit who have just expended a ton of mana, Vulnerable. Naturally, any enemy with sharp eyes would not let go of this opportunity".

The general remarked in a calm manner; however, those who knew the man, would know the general was far more intimidating when he calm like that.

With cold trepidation running through his back, Marshall Cavalier, bowed his head and urgently apologised.

"Hmph, since it is a blunder you made, naturally, you will be the one to rectify it" The general snorted and placed his attention somewhere else on the battlefield. At this moment, numerous battles have broken all over the base of the wall.

"Yes," Cavalier nodded and looked at the numerous corpses of the Hellfire Mage Unit. His heart ached when he saw them lying on the wall, dead.

It needs to be mentioned that raising each of these elite mages was not an easy task even for their kingdom of Blackthorn. Each of these mages was a huge investment from the perspective of Blackthorn.

The death of even one would represent a loss of enormous resources not to mention this many at once. Needless to say, Marshall Cavalier's eyes turned red when he saw this scene. The one who was responsible for this blunder was him as such, when they returned back to the kingdom he would have to answer to the king.

"Bastards, it seems like you all really intend to piss me off. Be it then, do you think you are the only ones who possess an Elite Assassin unit?"

He gave a vicious smirk as he looked at the princess in the distance. After which, he furiously commanded, "Dread Reaper's Brigade... it's time for your mission".

"They are reading you like the back of their palms" The general commented seemingly seeing through the same thing.

"This can't be... they are merely a third grade country. How can they see through my plan?"

For a short moment, Marshall Cavalier was at a loss. However, it didn't seem like fate planned to give him any time as a subordinate came running towards him.

"Lord Cavalier, an Air Engine is approaching from the northwestern corner. Judging from the flag they are flying it belongs to the princess of the kingdom. What are your orders".

The subordinate reported, he was none other than the assassin who was sent to give a message to Cynthia. His face was covered with a mask and his expression could be seen. Though there was something different about him, something that wasn't there before.

Hearing the words of the subordinate, Cavalier's expression turned even uglier. He had led the force of the Blackthorn in numerous battles and never once did he feel this kind of stifling feeling where he felt he was being pushed on backfoot at every turn.

This foreign feeling that he was not used to made him feel extremely uneasy. Neverhtless, as someone who had climbed to the ranks of Marshall Cavalier knew how to conceal his emotions.

"Hmph" he snorted and replied "What's there to panic about? It's just one Air Engine. Drown them with our Skyfire Corps" Skyfire Corps, another formidable unit of the forces of the kingdom of Blackthorn.

Specialising in aerial combat and magical warfare, this unit comprised of highly trained knights and skilled mages. This elite corps operates from air engines equipped with powerful mana cannons and are responsible for maintaining air superiority in the skies and raining destruction on the enemy.

Equipped with advanced magic cannons and other state of the art weapons, the Skyfire Coprs was another formidable and covert division of their second army.

So what if the enemy possessed an Air Engine? What a joke, their Skyfire Corps possessed dozens of medium grade Air Engines. Not only that, the members of this corps undergo rigorous training to master both traditional combat techniques and advanced magical abilities.

They are adept at manoeuvring their airships with precision, utilizing the element of surprise to gain the upper hand in battle. Additionally, their mastery of mana cannons allows them to unleash devastating magical attacks on ground targets and enemy air engines alike.

As one of the premier aerial divisions of the second army, the Skyfire Coprs enjoys a reputation of unmatched firepower and unit that strikes fear into the hearts of the enemy, within the Kingdom of Blackthorn.

Naturally, Marshall Cavalier did not take a single Air Engine from the enemy side too seriously. However, after suffering so many drawbacks at the hands of that princess, he did not dare to take the kingdom's army lightly.

Which is why, he directly ordered the entire corps to fly up and shoot down the enemy. If not, he would have liked to keep the existence of the Skyfire Coprs a secret decisive card. Nonetheless, it didn't seem like he had much leeway in this situation.