Junker City--

"What?!" Thomas, who used his office as a temporary command post, smashed the table angrily. "The magic casters that have finally assembled are all gone?!"

"...Yes." Seeing the appearance of the messenger, Thomas knew that he could not make such a false report, but he really hoped that the news was false.

"In the end what happened?"

After Thomas learned that the terrible rushing cart existed, he realized that no matter how ordinary people made such an attack, it could not stop it, so he sent a part of the troops out of the city to try to block the rushing cart operation to buy time, and ordered the mobilization of energy at this time. The magic caster found, ready to attack with magic fire.

Why did the magic caster suddenly disappear?

"That...that is, the enemy's battleship fired a javelin at this side, knocking down the tower where the magic casters were concentrated."

"I think... it is not a random reason to listen to more precise facts!" Thomas felt very relieved, he was not expected to be a commander as expected.

He mobilized the magic caster in the way of archers. He originally hoped that the magic caster would have a good vision and attack position, but did he give it to him? But--

A wave of javelins hit a kilometer away? Well, it’s not impossible if you use a large ballista, but can you still shoot so far? Even if there is an accurate head, will there be any remaining power?

If it was a javelin shot from a mile away, it might indeed have the power to smash a one-meter-thick city wall, but wouldn't it be possible to bring the tower down? Is it the secret weapon of the empire?

Thomas stood up, wanted to see for himself, and then sat down again. The magic casters who were able to use the second and third rank magic and regarded as killers were all destroyed. If he goes up, he is recognized as a commander. If you don’t, don’t you just die?

And Lingbing spoke again: "I think, those javelins are all attached to magic."

"Are you kidding again?"

"No, the subordinates are telling the truth! It is true that the subordinates don't understand magic, but it's flames, explosions, and dazzling light. It can only be... magic, right?"

"According to your statement, I only heard that dozens of ships invaded not long ago. Generally speaking, a warship can hold no fewer than ten ballistas, right? If every one is equipped with magic—this one. Maybe the enemy army has 10,000 people, and there are hundreds of magic casters? Then let's just shit!"

Thomas smashed the table angrily, and the utensils on the table were lifted to the ground.

This is too much to think about. A country where the proportion of magic casters in a country’s army reaches one in a thousand is good. If you count those so-called magic swordsmen or melee mages who use magic as auxiliary means, maybe The ratio can be higher, but the magic caster who can use the magic attached to the ballista to launch does not include the latter.

Suddenly, he "cocked" in his heart, and hurriedly asked: "How is the troops sent out?"

"..."

"Quickly confirm and come back to report!"

"Yes!"

The messenger went out, and Thomas began to pace back and forth.

The city is very chaotic, with people running by from time to time outside the door, and there are many civilians who spontaneously or give the arresters to strengthen the defense.

Many demi-human races are born with strong fitness bodies, which are almost equivalent to all soldiers. Therefore, even if there is almost no regular army, they can quickly make up a force. Although the cooperation may be bad, they rely on being stronger than humans. His body can also become a good combat power.

After some time, the messenger ran back on the ground, ignoring the military salute, and leaned directly on the table. It was not so much panting, as it was frightened: "All... It's...almost, bombed by the battleship..."

"They... won't hide?" Thomas thought he was a bit stupid about this question.

"The enemy, rushed over... The gate and the wall are about to fall soon... If it wasn't for me to run fast... if it wasn't for Knight Commander Luo Crystal..."

"What? Knight Commander Luo Crystal, are you still alive?" Thomas was overjoyed. He was fine. If it were him, even thousands of enemies would be wiped out.

The feather worms are a race with high tolerance for magic, can they drive away the enemy...?

However, Thomas seems to have forgotten that if Luo Jingjing really has the ability to reverse the world, where did he go when the semi-mime demon battled vampires?

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Said to be the knight commander, but the race of the knight commander of the crystal is a feather worm, the surname is crystal, this world also has this kind of racial culture that constitutes the name, the size of the individual is like a slap-sized fairy, but the body has the characteristics of an insect. Kind of appearance, it is more accurate to say that it is an anthropomorphic insect.

The so-called mount was nothing more than an eagle. He was on duty near the palace at the time. He discovered that even though he left immediately after the first commotion, he did not know that an oversized fireball hit the palace directly.

Then even if he successfully avoided the explosion itself, Luo Jingjing was comatose because of the lack of oxygen due to the explosion of the cloud explosive bomb. He felt that the crisis was quickly moved away, and the lightness of his body caused the shock wave to fly far away without being deprived of oxygen. The degree of suffocation death really made him lose his mobility for a period of time. But the mount didn't have such a good durability and died.

What is that terrible attack? Now I think about it, I am afraid it is an attack against this invasion. I wanted to discuss it with my colleagues, but it seems that they have all been assassinated by some clever means. I don’t know who the enemy is and what the purpose is. Obviously the enemy has been planning this offensive for a long time.

Then there is only one thing he can do-find the enemy and fight.

Not long ago ~lightnovelpub.net~ he just arrived at the gate of the city under attack.

The city gate has been completely broken, and the surrounding city walls—about ten meters in width—have become gravel rubble that ordinary people can easily climb on foot. A fence is set up as a barrier not far from the original city gate. Many soldiers and civilians who came to fight spontaneously gathered here.

From time to time, soldiers who appeared to have been under tragic shelling fled back in twos and threes. There was a little fear on their faces. Has there been a rather unfavorable battle outside?

This also makes the morale of the people who stick to the barrier lower and lower.

Moreover, there are all mobs here. Luo Jingjing asked and found that even the commander was not there. It was a bit bad, so -

"Brave fellows, Juncker is now being devastated! Let us replace the brave sacrificed warriors and the innocent people who have suffered, and repulse those who are what!"

Luo Jingjing yelled a domineering roar, and it seemed a bit ridiculous to match his palm-sized body, but knowing this small body but containing a lot of energy, there was a nervous look on his face.

(to be continued)()