Broad World

The sky was gray in the early morning, not even a ray of light. In two hours, the first ray of sunlight will cut through the sky and illuminate the earth. It can be said that now is a good time to launch a sneak attack. As an excellent commander, Corey obviously will not let go of such an opportunity, and is commanding all the soldiers to cross the river. He didn't wake up Sandy who was still asleep, but only brought two humanoid dragons in case of special circumstances.

The army of 1,500 people was divided into four teams, preparing to encircle El Toril in an all-round and three-dimensional manner. Several mages accompanying the army have prepared the magic ceremony, and they can seal the teleportation spells in the entire city with just one order. It can be said that what you want, what you didn't expect, has been foolproof.

This is Corey's combat style, rigorous, meticulous, and meticulous. It is definitely one of the most difficult opponents on the battlefield. As long as there are no internal problems, it is invulnerable. If he was born on the earth, he might become a praised and ever-victorious general, but unfortunately, this is Faerun Continent, a world full of supernatural power.

As long as the personal strength is strong enough to a certain extent, the number of enemies can be completely ignored. A legendary mage can use a single spell to wipe out tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of troops, and a legendary warrior can rush into the sea of ​​people and fight continuously for days and nights like the heroes in the myths on the earth, until they kill all the enemies in front of them.

The above is just the power of mortals. Powerful and terrifying creatures like giant dragons, Barlow flame demons, deep hell demons, blazing gods, gods, etc. can even wipe out a city or a country directly. Of course, the premise is that they have not encountered an enemy with the same strength as themselves.

Ortagus followed behind, carefully observing every order Cory gave. It is taking the time to learn all kinds of knowledge, and marching and fighting are obviously included. In fact, this clever brown dragon has learned a lot. He even began to calculate in his mind what it would be like if he commanded an army of monsters.

The soldiers moved fairly quickly. It only took about an hour to enter the designated location and lurk. All they have to do now is wait. Wait for the morning light to break through the sky, and then attack from all directions. This is a natural signal. There is no magic fluctuation, no light, and no sound. No one will notice it except the participants of the plan.

The time passed by like this, and it was around half past five. The eastern sky had already begun to turn white, and not long after, a ray of golden light shone fiercely, dispelling the darkness of the night and bringing light to the world again. Of course, it also brought killing.

The soldiers who had been waiting for a long time rushed out of their hiding places and rushed towards the city gate. The shouts of killing awakened the defenders and citizens of El Toril City in an instant. The soldiers standing on the arrow tower turned pale with fright and rang the bell desperately, but it was obviously too late.

A few soldiers rushed to the city gate carrying a few metal cans, unscrewed them, put them down and ran away. Before the people standing on the city wall could react, a rocket shot out from behind. Just hearing a loud "boom", half the city trembled. Half of the iron city gate was blown up to the sky.

Corey saw that his soldiers had rushed into the city, and a smile appeared on his face. He asked the mage behind him in a joking tone: "I'm curious, what kind of gas is contained in those metal tanks, and when mixed together, it can produce such terrifying power."

"I'm sorry, Commander. This is a secret in the mage's tower, and I'm not qualified to know it based on my level." The mage accompanying the army replied helplessly.

He also wanted to find out the ingredients inside, but it was a pity that the detection magic could only find out that it was a kind of air. After all, no one in this world has started to study the ingredients in the air, so no one knows about it except Henry. In fact, air is also a general term for the mixture of many gases.

"Okay, don't worry about it, I'm just asking casually. Also tell all mages to be vigilant and don't let any guy escape." Corey walked forward while talking. He saw that the city wall was already full of his own soldiers, which meant that the entire city had fallen.

"Please rest assured that the ceremony has already begun, and no one will be able to use teleportation magic in the next two hours." After speaking, the mage showed a confident smile on his face.

Corey nodded slightly. "Very good! If there are no accidents, I will mark a perfect mark on all the mages accompanying the army."

The mage bowed slightly and said with a smile, "Thank you so much. You know, that's why we came to the battlefield."

This is a system established by Henry modeled on Silvermoon City. Spellcasters such as mages, warlocks, druids, and priests can provide services to the army, government agencies, and spy agencies in exchange for knowledge, materials, magic scrolls, energy rations, and other useful things. I have to say that the effect of the implementation is really good. Not only can it attract some wandering spellcasters, but it also greatly improves the strength of the army.

The soldiers in the city who have been blessed with "speed" and "strength" know this best. It took them less than ten minutes to break through and occupy the city hall. More than half of the defenders were wiped out on the spot, and the rest all put down their weapons and declared their surrender. The upper echelon of the Iron Throne didn't even have time to get up from the bed and the woman, let alone escape.

With the cooperation of various spells and magical spells, fighters can exert several times or even dozens of times their usual combat effectiveness, which is why the number of armies in various countries and cities in Faerun has always been small. A priest or mage can only bless spells for a dozen to twenty fighters at most, and if the number is too large, it will not be able to cover them.

Almost every elite army will maintain a certain number of mage groups or priest groups, and if the number is not enough, they will find a way to make up immediately. As for the patrols that are usually used to maintain law and order, they have no combat effectiveness at all. It's okay to scare civilians and local hooligans. Once they encounter experienced adventurers or mercenaries, they will immediately show their true colors.

Half an hour later, Corey was sitting in his office at City Hall listening to the reports of his adjutants. Although the battle went very smoothly, and there were many druids in the army, there was no reason for people to die in battle, it was only a matter of the number. As for zero casualties, I am afraid that only the Golem Legion or an army composed of soldiers above level ten can achieve it.

"A total of forty of our soldiers were killed in battle, and more than one hundred and twenty were seriously injured and needed to be recuperated in place. As for the minor injuries, there is no statistics. After the treatment of magic and potions, there is no serious problem. In addition, we have captured more than one hundred and sixty enemy soldiers, all of whom are qualified soldiers. I suggest you break them up and mix them up."

After the report, the adjutant stood quietly waiting for the commander's instructions. It can be seen that he is a little excited, because occupying El Toril means having a foothold on the north bank of the Chongsa River. Using this city as a base, he can capture Sknubel to the east and occupy the town of Trill to the north. These two places are very important transportation hubs in the north, the former controls the mouth of the Sancha River, and the latter is the only way to Soba.

Looking at the young officer in front of him, Corey showed a gratified smile on his face. He has always treated these young people like his sons, imparting martial arts skills and command experience without reservation, and plans to choose one of them as the husband of his daughter.

"The idea is very good. As long as we can keep winning, these captives will be integrated in quickly. Maybe when the war is over, this army will expand to more than 4,000, and they are all elite veterans who have been tested by the fire. But there is a problem, how do you ensure that they will not betray in the battle, after all, we have not won a decisive victory yet."

The adjutant bowed and replied confidently: "Your Excellency, we can attack quickly before the enemy reacts, and go up the river to capture Sknubel. I believe that the easy fall of two consecutive cities will definitely give the captives the illusion that the Iron Throne is actually vulnerable, and we can drive them all out at any time as long as we are willing."

"It's a good plan, but the problem is that we don't have that much time. This is the result of the interrogation. According to the confessions of several high-level officials, Soba has been besieged for more than a week, and I'm afraid it will soon fall. The bastards of the Iron Throne have united a large number of orcs, ogres, giants, trolls, goblins, and gnolls. The number of troops may have far exceeded ours." After speaking, Corey couldn't help but sighed.

It can be said that the current situation is not optimistic. Although he is confident that he can defeat the enemy several times in one battle, the next situation will definitely be very bad. Those fleeing orcs, monsters, and human soldiers will become extremely troublesome bandits. Without food and supplies, they will undoubtedly loot every village and town they pass by.

If this situation is not handled properly, it is very likely that the situation in the entire north will fall into corruption. Ordinary people will join the bandits if they cannot survive, and then more and more like a snowball, until it finally becomes uncontrollable. The only solution is to destroy 80% of the enemies at the same time, but it is obviously impossible, even with the help of two dragons.

The young officer frowned and thought about it for a few minutes, then summoned up his courage and said loudly: "Your Excellency, I only need two hundred soldiers, plus those captives, to capture Sknubel and wipe out all the scattered enemies entrenched around villages and small towns."

"Oh? Tell me about your plan. If it's feasible, I will immediately deploy people." Corey's eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked.

The adjutant drew a few circles on the map and explained: "It's like this. No one knows that we have sent troops yet, so every time you occupy a town, you can send people to spread rumors around, so that those scattered enemies can gather in the city, so that they can be killed without any effort. You can take a large army to the north first, and leave it to me here." (To be continued.)