Chapter 58

Thump thump thump thump thump...

The war drums of the Portlanders resounded through the city of Lian, reaching every corner with clarity.

Every Slander's heart tightened once more.

"Kill!~"

The eastern wall of Lian City suddenly erupted with the sound of battle, even more intense than the previous day, with screams of agony rising and falling. Arrows and magic frequently rained into the city, and the Slanders' defenses began to waver.

As soon as the sky brightened, the Portlanders, who had been quiet all night due to a night raid on their camp, launched a fierce attack, the scale of which was unprecedented.

The city walls were filled with Portlanders, with numerous siege ladders leaning against them. Infantry soldiers were climbing desperately, and the archers behind them, unconcerned about friendly fire, continuously shot arrows at the city walls.

"Morin, you've stirred up a big hornet's nest!"

In the midst of the Portland soldiers who had successfully stormed the walls, Lin Mo, who was wreaking havoc, heard Li Mubing's voice. The girl was clearly gloating.

The lives of the Slanders and the Portlanders meant little to her.

With the help of a small amount of anesthetic provided by the third-rank pharmacists in the city, Li Mubing and Li Muxin used hypnotic interrogation techniques to easily extract a lot of valuable information from the young Portland commander.

The captive Lin Mo brought back was the commander responsible for yesterday's attack, Mosliger, a ten-thousand-man commander of the 'Bash Lion' Corps, Second Division of the Portland Republic, and a graduate of the Holyman Military Academy.

The butler of the city lord identified from the noble emblem on his body that this Mosliger was a noble's son, and his family likely held the title of Count.

The next morning, the Portlanders launched such a fierce attack, perhaps to avenge the humiliation of their camp being razed and their commander being captured the previous night.

"Lord Morin, you did well last night!"

After a night's rest, the city defense commander, a fifth-rank swordsman named Raze, who had just decapitated a Portland soldier, laughed heartily as he approached Lin Mo. He had just heard about the actions of the dragon knight last night.

Even as the Portlanders were retaliating fiercely, Raze was content, knowing that there was no point in showing mercy to these invaders. Lin Mo's actions suited his taste.

After a day of intense fighting, Raze no longer viewed Lin Mo with the same hostility as before. It was clear that even without his dragon, the dragon knight was doing his utmost to repel the Portlanders. Wherever he appeared, the crisis was immediately resolved.

"Those Portlanders are retreating!"

Lin Mo picked up a Portland soldier and casually threw him off the wall. These low-rank soldiers posed no real threat to him on the narrow wall.

"What?"

Raze was taken aback. He then noticed that the wall had suddenly become much emptier, with the Portland soldiers retreating like a tide, even those who had already climbed the wall turning back at the sound of the horn and retreating down the ladders.

Some agile soldiers slid down the ladders quickly, while a few who were still in a killing frenzy continued to swing their swords until they were overwhelmed and cut down by the Slanders.

"Phew! If the Portlanders had continued their attack, the walls might have been completely breached before sunset."

Raze looked at the heavily wounded and exhausted soldiers with concern. He had already recruited many more warriors under the city lord's orders to reinforce the city defense, but it was like a drop in the bucket against the Portlanders' assault.

A group of unarmed Portlanders entered the battlefield to rescue the wounded. As for the wounded left on the wall, the Slanders would "solve" their pain for them.

The retreating Portland soldiers reformed their ranks, their eyes still red with rage and their bodies still exuding a killing aura.

As the main force invading the Slander Empire, none of them were inexperienced new recruits.

Two knights carrying the 'Bash Lion' Corps banner approached Lian City.

"Listen, Slanders, hand over Lord Mosliger immediately, and the Portland Republic will give you a chance to surrender!"

The Portland knight's voice, already loud, was amplified by a spell, making it clearly heard on the walls of Lian City and throughout half the city.

The city defense soldiers on the wall wavered. The fierce battle had left them with lingering fear, and the entire wall defense was on the verge of total collapse.

"Lord City Lord!"

The nobles like He Si and Luo Ning turned their gaze to Baron Hong Yu.

No one would blame the dragon knight Morin for capturing an important enemy figure.

In fact, whether they handed him over or not, the initiative in this war had never been in the Slanders' hands. The continuous night attack by the ten-thousand-man unit might prevent the people of Lian City from even seeing the sunrise.

Surrendering now would make them pawns in the conflict between the Slander Empire and the Portland Republic. Therefore, from the beginning, including Baron Hong Yu, no one had considered surrendering without a fight.

Suddenly, a cry of battle and a loud explosion echoed through Lian City. A violent elemental energy fluctuation caused the baron's mansion to explode, flames rising.

Baron Hong Yu and the others were stunned. What was happening!

It was undoubtedly the Portlanders, who had retaliated against Lian City using the same tactics.

They had learned quickly!

Those who could sneak into the city undetected were undoubtedly skilled Portlanders.

No wonder they were so confident, threatening to hand over the captive while sending people to snatch him from the city.

No matter the outcome, they would not be at a disadvantage.

"My baron's mansion! Damn Portlanders."

Recognizing the source of the battle cry and the explosion, Baron Hong Yu's face turned extremely grim.

Fortunately, the twins had been cautious, and the Portland ten-thousand-man commander captured by the dragon knight Morin was not in his baron's mansion, though it meant that the baron's home was destroyed for nothing.

At the same time, Hong Yu felt a sense of relief that he had not stayed in the baron's mansion, or he might have been captured.

"Lord He Si, I entrust this to you!"

Lord He Si, a reserve force left by Baron Hong Yu, commanded nearly a hundred swordsmen, a significant force in Lian City.

"Rest assured, Lord City Lord!"

The eighth-rank great swordsman He Si understood and shouted to the waiting swordsmen, "Follow me!"

In his heart, as long as they repelled the Portlanders, he might receive royal commendation as a noble, advancing a rank, which would allow his son to inherit the title.

Although it would be a lower rank, it was enough for He Si, a commoner by birth. Civil governance relied on heredity, while military governance relied on merit, a rule of the noble class that was the foundation of the Slander Empire.

The sound of war drums rang out again outside the city walls, this time not just from the east but also from the north, with no fewer soldiers.

Unexpectedly, the loss of a ten-thousand-man commander only made the Portlanders' attack more frenzied. Were they planning to win in one decisive battle?

Boom!~

A knight clad in dark heavy armor suddenly crashed through two city houses, finally landing heavily on the street.

To avoid being hit by the Portlanders' arrows and magic, the residents near the walls had already retreated into the city.

"Major Lin Mo!"

Li Mubing's voice of alarm reached Lin Mo's ears. He struggled to stand up. The impact, even with the repulsion shield of the "Dragon General," was too much, and he was blasted from the wall into the city.

"It's a Sword God!"

Lin Mo, panting heavily, used his great sword to support himself.

"Aren't you a ninth-rank?"

For the twins, Lin Mo was almost a king on the battlefield, but she had just seen him cut down from the wall by a swordsman.

The sudden change made her heart race.

"I am a ninth-rank human, but the Sword God is a higher-rank being. There are even higher ranks above that! That guy is at least one rank higher than me."

A sharp sword aura whistled towards him, and Lin Mo quickly moved, the whistling sound passing through his previous position and crashing into a nearby house, leaving a long and deep sword mark.

Fighting a Sword God with seemingly endless battle qi was no different from seeking death.

Lin Mo felt a chill. One rank difference, and he was completely helpless. If not for the incredible defense of the "Dragon General" tactical armor, that blow might have severely injured him.

"Wait, I'll come to support you!"

Li Mubing made her decision without hesitation. A phrase was etched into her soul.

Do not abandon! Do not give up!

"No, go to your sister, leave Lian City immediately, go to the capital, Delan City, and find the dragon knight Kaxiu. He will help you!"

The section of the wall where he had been standing was now devoid of any living Slanders.

Under the combined assault of the high-rank Portlanders, the battle on the wall was quickly cleared, and the fall of Lian City was inevitable, far exceeding the expectations of Lin Mo and the twins.

Lin Mo's words sounded like a final message.

"Dragon knight of the Slander Empire!"

A man clad in full armor, enveloped in a yellowish battle aura, appeared in Lin Mo's line of sight.

His broad sword pointed directly at Lin Mo, his voice not loud but clear.

"From what I know, most dragon knights are elevated using extremely precious potions, and with your potential exhausted, you likely have no further potential for advancement. Ninth-rank human is the peak, so... surrender!"

The words of the Portland Sword God struck Lin Mo like a hammer.

"Against a first-rank earth Sword God, you have no chance of winning!"

Lin Mo stared intently at the man, standing straight as a spear.

"Check the subsonic cannon module, start preheating and prepare!"

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