Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

As Prince wondered about the Empire's reason for attacking Mons Fortress, several deafening explosions suddenly rang out beside him.

The explosions were so close that the entire fortress seemed to tremble.

Prince was stunned for a moment, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

"What in the world is happening?" Prince asked in a deep voice, a hint of tension and urgency in his tone.

A military officer rushed into the command room, his face extremely grim.

"Report, Legion Commander!" he said, panting, "Our mage corps was covering the city wall guards when they were suddenly bombarded by the enemy's large fireballs."

Prince's heart sank. The situation he feared most had occurred.

The mage corps was a vital force. If they were severely damaged, the entire fortress's defense would be in dire straits.

"What are the casualties?" Prince asked urgently, his voice trembling slightly.

The officer swallowed hard and said with difficulty, "Because our response was timely, the mage corps managed to raise their shields, so… so no one died."

Hearing that no one had died, Prince breathed a slight sigh of relief. However, he quickly realized the seriousness of the situation. The officer had deliberately avoided the topic of injuries in his report, which undoubtedly meant that a large number of mages were injured.

"How many mages were injured?" Prince roared, his voice echoing in the command room.

Startled by Prince's anger, the officer quickly replied, "One hundred and twenty-five seriously injured, three hundred and sixty-five lightly injured."

Hearing this number, Prince's face instantly turned ashen.

This time, the enemy's target was not the guards on the city wall, but their precious mage corps.

This was a precise strike against their weakness, aimed at weakening their defensive capabilities.

"Teacher! Teacher! You are as cunning as ever," Prince lamented with a wry smile, knowing he was in trouble.

He quickly adjusted his strategy and decisively ordered, "Have the mage corps form hundred-man teams to randomly support the city wall guards within the fortress, and move their positions after each spell."

The adjutant saluted and quickly left to convey the order.

Meanwhile, in a hidden corner of the fortress, a secret tunnel quietly opened.

This tunnel was a hidden passage reserved from the fortress's initial construction, originally intended as an escape route in emergencies, but now it was being used by Breyer as a secret passage to infiltrate the fortress.

Their goal was clear: to eliminate the surrounding patrol units and allow the main force to enter the fortress.

The patrolling soldiers inside the fortress did not notice these infiltrating enemy assassins and continued their patrols along their established routes.

A patrolling soldier suddenly twitched his nose and asked suspiciously, "Did you guys smell a strong stench of feces?" He looked around, but found nothing unusual.

The other soldiers also sniffed, but smelled nothing unusual, assuming there was something wrong with his nose.

As they lowered their guard, the infiltrating enemy assassins quietly approached them.

A soldier inadvertently turned his head and discovered that his entire squad of companions had disappeared.

A chill ran down his spine. Just as he was about to shout, someone covered his mouth from behind.

Then, he felt a chill on his neck, and his vision slowly blurred.

Before losing consciousness, he saw the bodies of his companions, while those people were cursing as they stripped off their clothes.

Chaos began to slowly spread within the fortress.

These enemy assassins disguised themselves as soldiers within the fortress and created chaos in the other three districts.

They sabotaged important facilities, set fires, spread false information… They used every means possible to create chaos.

At this time, Prince was still focused on dealing with the enemy outside the city walls, completely unaware of the chaos inside the fortress.

It wasn't until a soldier rushed in to report that he realized the severity of the situation.

"Commander! A large number of enemy assassins have appeared inside the fortress! They are causing chaos everywhere!"

The soldier reported breathlessly.

Prince's face instantly turned ashen. He had not expected the enemy to infiltrate the fortress using a tunnel.

This was undoubtedly a huge blow to them.

He quickly adjusted his strategy, ordering a portion of the soldiers to return to defend the interior of the fortress, while having the mage corps strengthen the defense against the enemy outside.

Prince quietly looked at the fortress map, having the officers next to him constantly mark the areas where the riots were breaking out.

"A tunnel! Why is there a tunnel in the fortress? We haven't discovered it for so many years," Prince muttered with a solemn expression. "Could it be that all of this was prepared in advance by Teacher? Teacher, did you know this long ago…?"

These assassins from the Third Legion were too swift and cunning.

They constantly changed their identities and positions, making the fortress's defenders run around in circles.

Each time the defenders thought they had eliminated them all, they would emerge from another corner and continue to create chaos.

The entire fortress was plunged into an unprecedented crisis.

Prince knew he couldn't sit still and wait for death. He prepared to personally resolve the threat posed by these enemy assassins.

But when he looked up at the district deployment map, his expression changed drastically.

The areas that were attacked were concentrated in the northwest and east districts, while only a few scattered places in the south district were attacked.

"Damn it! Teacher's real target is the south district!" Prince was shocked. He immediately led two legion battalions of elite soldiers to encircle the south district.

At the same time, he had the mage corps strengthen the defense of the outer perimeter to prevent the enemy from taking the opportunity to break through the city walls.

Breyer emerged from the secret tunnel, looked around. The original dung pond had been completely cleaned up, and the surroundings were silent.

He quickly counted the number of people, learning that more than ten thousand had successfully infiltrated the fortress, and that more than seventy percent of the patrol units in the south district had been replaced by people from their Third Legion. All of this had been carried out silently, without anyone noticing.

"The time is ripe," Breyer said decisively. "Immediately launch an attack on the south gate, open the gate, and welcome our main force!" His voice was firm and powerful, revealing an unquestionable determination.