Chapter 108: The Great War is Approaching
The cold wind struck quickly from the north, burrowed into the towering peaks on either side, and accelerated towards the fortress of Magnus. The 50-yard-high walls have stood here since more than 200 years ago, withstanding the northerly winds.
The soldiers were pouring hot water into the north side of the wall, and the hot water was flowing downward, and the cold wind and bitter cold weather caused the hot water to cool down quickly, and it froze before it flowed below the wall. The ice wall had accumulated a thick layer, but the soldiers had no intention of stopping, and in teams of three soldiers, they threw the snow that was constantly being transported into the cauldron next to them, and the fire burned under the pot to melt the snow.
Ness watched curiously as the soldiers were busy. "What are they doing here?"
Stan has just helped a soldier carry a snow-covered cart up the last few stairs. "They were reinforcing the walls to mitigate the damage caused by the weapons of the Dark Tide, and the ice walls were much more slippery than the stone walls, and the Dark Tide was harder to climb up. β
"I see, what a good idea. Ness nodded appreciatively.
"This may cause trouble for demons and ghouls, but it has no effect on dragons. Rui looked to the north worriedly, and the gloomy sky made everyone's mood not good.
"The falcons of Dayton will help us. Stan's tone is erratic. "Besides, aren't Nerfi and Ness going to work together to cast light magic? β
Nerfi wrapped herself tightly in her cloak and was still stomping her feet. "We don't know the number of dragons, how many can the falcons stop? Ness and I also have limited mental power, and in addition to the dragons, we also have to divide some mental power to deal with the tide of darkness. β
"If Fern and they can succeed, they can reduce at least ten black dragons. The voice of the Great Sage sounded behind everyone. "Otherwise, I'm afraid we're all going to die here. β
Nellfi looked at Adeline noncommittally. "Isn't there anything you can do to deal with the ten black dragons? I think with the strength of the Great Sage, there should be no problem. β
"Have you ever heard of the Ethereals?" said Adeline slowly, looking at the sky in the distance.
"Ethereal spirits?" blurted out everyone.
"Yes, Ethereal Spirits, warriors who can harness dragons and fight, and there are such dragon knights in the Dark Tide, who will harness the black dragon above the fortress of Magnus. Adeline withdrew her gaze and looked at Nerfi. "If it's just a few black dragons, maybe I can barely resist them, but those ethereal spirits ......" the Great Sage didn't say any more.
"Why didn't you say this earlier, why did you always say a little bit each time, and then wait until we stepped into the trap you set up to tell us that these were just the tip of the iceberg?" Stan was rarely furious, and he was very upset that the three mages and himself had unwittingly been brought into danger by the Great Sage.
"Knowing sooner or later, it doesn't change the final outcome, you will always join the fight. Adeline gave the knight a faint glance and turned to leave.
Stan sits down on the wall. "This time, we are facing a bigger crisis than the last time, thousands of dark tides and an unknown number of black dragons are coming, and Fern is still alive or dead, if I am not a knight and must be restrained, I really want to throw her off the wall. β
"Come on, Stan, you didn't even get a chance to touch her. Nerfi had stopped stomping his feet and stood silently in front of the walls. "The more likely outcome is that you are bounced off by her shield and fall off the wall. β
Ness covered her mouth and snickered, and Rui shook her head and turned away.
Stan slammed his fist to the ground in frustration and stood up angrily. "I've got to find something to do, or I'm going mad. So saying, he ran to the two soldiers, took the handle from one of them, and poured the hot water down with the other soldier, and the mist rose into the air.
All the soldiers practiced according to the pre-arranged tactics, and the falcons soared in the sky, they were used to the cold climate of the north, but they could not accurately attack their targets in the case of fast winds. Dayton's soldiers continued to unleash the falcon again and again, attempting to attack the imaginary target. Strong hounds are trained to charge forward under the city walls, and at the command of their master, they will charge out without fear, even if they are in front of a dark tide, which is completely incomparable to humans.
Lucius also stood under the walls, and several officers studied how best to use the falcons and hounds to minimize the loss of the soldiers.
The archers practiced their archery skills in groups in the castle, and the targets made of wood and hay were already full of arrows, but the soldiers kept shooting their bows and arrows, and no one wanted to waste time drawing arrows unless there were no more gaps in the target to shoot into. The infantry attacked each other in pairs, some with swords in one hand and shields in the other, looking for opportunities to fight back while doing their best to defend against their opponents' attacks. Others gave up on defense altogether, their purpose was clear, and a sharp attack was the best defense.
The officers were guiding the soldiers around them, and perhaps a single detail could make the difference between dead and alive in a few days, and everyone knew that no one dared to be careless, and in order to survive, they had to do their best.
Botarus stood in front of him, shouting encouragement to the nervous soldiers, who responded loudly, his already exhausted body full of strength again, and the sound of weapons clashing and the slashing cries of the warriors were heard one after another.
On the high snow-covered slope on the right side of the fortress, some soldiers were shoveling away the heavy snow, and they wanted to make sure that the thickness of the snow would not affect the cavalry charge, but not completely remove the snow and arouse the suspicion of the dark tide. The snow blown down from the mountains by the north wind forced them to clear it once a day, but luckily there was no snow when they reached the fort, otherwise they would have had to work from dawn until dark.
On the eastern side of the hill was a gentle plateau, where Altoona's reinforcements had cleared the uneven rubble so that the cavalry could camp there. Every day, all the cavalry would line up in a neat formation and charge down from the highest part of the hillside, accompanied by the sound of rumbling horses' hooves. A golden holy knight lined up at the front, leading the rest of the cavalry with spears aloft and sloping down like a waterfall. At this time, the other soldiers in the fortress would crowd every empty seat in the city walls, shouting loudly to cheer up the cavalry, whistles and shouts echoing through the valley as if it had been going on for hundreds of years.
At night, numerous fires and torches were lit in the fortress and in the camps on the high slopes, and the soldiers gathered around the nearby fires, drinking and eating meat, telling lewd jokes, and laughing uncontrollably. Soldiers patrolling the city walls kept shuttling back and forth, looking from the walls into the fortress, countless torches like stars, so that the fortress isolated in the mountains would not be completely engulfed in darkness.
In all directions around the fortress, hundreds of scouts rushed around, they always kept an eye on the movement of the dark tide in all directions, and even in the middle of the night, they still monitored the various passes and paths leading to the fortress of Magnus, in case the army's arrangements and drills were discovered by the dark tide, and the tactics were exposed in advance. Every day, dozens of scouts would travel far away to replace the scouts who hadn't closed their eyes the night before, and the replaced scouts would bring the latest information back to the fortress and report it to the Great Sage and several commanders.
The north wind at night was even colder, and Adeline stood on top of the city wall, calmly looking at the dark night sky in the north, her hood hanging behind her, and letting her long golden hair blow up by the cold wind. "It's getting closer, it's getting closer, I can feel it, Dark Tide, they're coming here, we're running out of time. β
A tall and thin figure stood behind the Great Sage, like a frozen dry and hard tree trunk. "You've done everything you can, go ahead and pray for the soldiers. β
"I didn't expect that after so many years, I still came to this point. Adeline turned her head and stared into the guard's eyes. "I was naΓ―ve enough to think that it was all avoidable. β
"It's not your fault, Adeline. Elonhan approached the Great Sage and pulled up her hood to cover her long golden hair. "You have always said that fate has already arranged everything, so this must also be the arrangement of fate. β
Adeline slowly lowered her head, her eyes glazed out. "The ...... of Destiny Arrange ......"