While Hyde and the little airship disappeared into the frenzied storm, the city of Kislevgrad, about fifty leagues away from the Imperial Alliance, was quiet, and due to the lack of fuel, the whole city seemed to be a pitch-black sea, with only a few faint lights that added a touch of life to the silent giant city.

The red-brick houses and the log houses stand one after another, with huge spires, like wordless giants. The wide streets were devoid of pedestrians, save for the occasional patrolman, pine torches leaping in front of them, illuminating their pointed helmets and glittering fish scale armor, and the mottled bluestone pavement. In the jumping flames, you can see that many houses on both sides of the road have been torn down doors, windows, and floors, like hollow skeletons.

The night was silent, no barking of dogs, no neighing of horses, only the footsteps of patrolmen echoing. All this makes the whole city so lifeless, like a dead desert. During the long siege, dogs and horses had already entered the belly of the people, and they used their lives to finally benefit their owners. Although Mrs. Keithrie usually does not eat dog meat, all rules have been broken during this long siege.

The whole city was dark, except for one place where it was brightly lit, like a giant snake of light that twisted and curled, and like an emaciated bear curled up in hibernation. That's where the guardians of Kislevgrad --- ancient sacred red-brick walls, dense torches burning one after another on the tall battlements. This is an essential condition for night defense, as lightless walls will be the easiest target for sneak attacks.

"Your Royal Highness the Princess Regent, it's cold today, won't you go back sooner?"

On this majestic red wall, an old man in heavy armor gently asked the young woman in front of him, his voice with a hint of tenderness and concern.

"I am a mage of ice and snow, and the light of the Holy Spirit Ursun shines on my body, which is nothing cold, because I am a person who lives with ice and snow. ”

The commander of Kislevgrad, the current regent,---- Princess Katarina, replied to the old man in front of her in a firm and cold voice, and her beautiful face was like a piece of hard ice. Sudden snowflakes and cold winds fluttered, wrapping white snow on her thick manticore-skin cape, and condensing gorgeous frost on her golden bear-headed eagle wing spaulders, setting off the tall and stern princess like an icy sword, with an aura of uncompromising and unyielding.

"You've only had three or four hours off for a few days in a row, and with the decisive battle just around the corner, you should focus on some physical ......"

"I have given my heart and my body to the motherland, and I will not tolerate mistakes at the last moment, do you understand?

Caterina gently shook her short blonde ear-length hair, her resolute face shining with an unmistakable light. So the old man, who was called his uncle, fell silent, and lowered his head in his mink hat.

Patrolling the city walls at night was a routine for Princess Caterina for several months, and this beautiful princess used her example to inspire the hearts of the soldiers. In every fierce battle to defend the city, she fought bravely on the front line, using the fierce Ice Bear Spirit and glittering battle axe to face the swarming enemies, and put her skills as a war mage to the fullest. Everywhere she went, her red ice bear double-sword banner set off a chaotic blood, rain and ice wind, making the besieging enemies fearful.

In fact, even Lustali had a tentative fight with her, when the beautiful witch soared in the sky on a huge harpy, trying to direct the harpy colony to attack the fortress at the north gate, but she was not able to enter under the divine magic array that surrounded the red wall, and only fought with the arriving princess in the air with her rappier, and then slipped away with a smile, leaving a faint flying kiss.

"My cute little white cat, your city defense magic array is too strong, it's too unfair to fight you here! But if I use my real skills, it will damage your cute body, and it will make me very sad! Forget it, anyway, I'm not in a hurry, I will always strip you naked, tie you to a chain, and put it at my feet to be my cute pet." That's the end of today's business, remember, you must take care of yourself!"

At that moment, Lostali smiled and stroked her breasts, which were adorned with golden pendants and cyan philosopher's stones, and used amplified magic to tease the princess with a happy spirit. She sat on the shoulders of the giant harpy, cocking her slender jade legs childishly, showing her glittering ornaments and naked belly to the princess holding the battle axe below, her voice full of magnetic seduction.

"By the way, you're dressed too conservatively! It would be interesting to dress you up like my lovely dancers and show your lovely carcass! Ahhhh......h

"Fire, salvo shots. ”

The tall princess bit her lip and replied in a short voice. But Lostali had already fled with agility, leaving only her merry laughter and faint aroma echoing in the air.

"Our eldest princess defeated the Witch of Chaos in a heads-up!"

This was a popular legend in the city of Kislevgrad after the battle, and it also boosted morale for a while. But people with a little strength and culture understand what is going on, because the city defense magic array of Kislevgrad can counteract any powerful chaotic power, and the great ancient magic circle is the connection between the city and the earth, from the roots of this world, and the stronger the chaos magic under this defensive magic array, the stronger the restraint will be. This great defensive array is a sacred guardian bestowed upon mankind by the ancient gods, and its history is as long as the history of Kislev.

"To attack the true cities of the unbelievers must have enough artillery and siege weapons to first use physical force to tear down their walls. Laziness and cunning are not allowed, as the false gods of unbelievers will curse the magic of the Chaos Gods on their walls. ”

This is the experience of the Demon Prince Isavi Dallas, Lord of Chaos War, hundreds of years ago, recorded in his Book of Brass, and a record of the tragic lesson, as his delusional plan to lead a demonic army directly into the capital of the Duchy of Nordland collapsed under the sacred magic array. The demon's array screamed and fell like flies, burning and tearing apart in the magic array that stretched across the sky of the giant city, and despite their efforts to escape, the final result was a loss of seven-tenths, and even the demon prince Isavi himself was seriously injured, which was the fate of trying to parachute directly in the giant city of humans!

This is the reason why Kislevgrad can hold on for a long time, because the defensive magic array of a country's capital has terrible damage even for the demon prince, and the older and larger the city, the more powerful the defensive magic array, they are the blessing of the ancient gods to protect the human beings, the magic of chaos is difficult to shake them, only the cannon fire of iron and lead can shake them, only the pit and the blasting gunpowder can shake them. The tentacles of magic could not reach their heads, only ladders and towers of siege chariots could climb them.

Therefore, siege weapons are indispensable, cannons and trebuchets are indispensable, because even the smallest ranged magic will lose sixty percent of its power on that magic array, and the result of investing in high-level magic is that most of them will be wiped out, and even the top archwizards will feel overwhelmed. Tens of millions of soldiers and their swords are necessary to defeat the walls, and this has become the consensus of all Chaos Bosses written in defeat for hundreds of years.