I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

“This isn’t something hypothetical,” I slowly said, stressing over every single word I was saying, “this is what lies in front of our forces in that world.”

“Crazy! Whoever did that is crazy!” Isac kept repeating herself over and over again while I was copying everything I saw in the other world.

When I was done, two more hours passed and the fight out there was still hot. Even when the Hescos decided to pull back and bet everything on the hectic defences at the rear, they still kept pouring out endless armies of other races.

This was to keep my forces busy, buying time and creating opportunities for the entrapped Hescos in the middle of my forces.

They even used the huge holes to send many forces to fight with mine. That kept my boys busy, and the fight never ceased for one second.

But the good news was that the grand general out there was indeed special. He seemed to read what the Hescos wanted to do, and so he made plans to focus on the Hescos in the middle of my forces.

That led to many Hescos falling through such dense fights.

Even so, many Hescos managed to escape. The main route for their retreat was through the same holes they used to pour my forces before.

If they tried to retreat all the way across the vast battlefield, then they’d be hit by the unceasingly firing weapons from the central zone.

After clearing the central zone, and aside from a buffer zone of hundreds of metres, the entire zone was filled now with weapons firing non–stop at their enemies.

It was a wise decision to retreat using the holes. But it also gave me some sort of an idea.

I watched in silence while Isac was bent over the entire drawing I just left over the back of my chariot.

She was in deep concentration, studying this entire layout without saying a single word. I stood on the side, while many other curious generals came to inspect and check over these complicated defences.

I just gave them a warning glance, warning them from saying a single word.

I estimated that my forces would take almost ten more hours to clear the hostile forces in the region they controlled. Then the real bloodied battle would start at the distant walls and defences.

Without taking down that region, the victory my forces secured so far would be pointless.

Also thinking that my forces would have time to go all the way to the distant walls and defences without fierce struggle and resistance from the side of the Hescos would be foolish thoughts.

These defences must be filled to the brim with many deadly tricks and traps. I didn’t need to send anyone to test the region out there, but I was sure the area close to the walls would be filled with mines, deadly traps, and maybe even a trench would be there.

Aside from outer defences, there must be some sort of big war defensive weapons installed over the walls and the inner zones beyond.

That meant what Isac was doing right now wasn’t just to break down the tricks laid in the defensive zones beyond the walls, but also to formulate the right tactics needed to assault these colossal walls and dense defences with the minimal losses.

And above all, this would help to secure my win even more, and perhaps give the spectating races and mighty figures a big surprise and even a fright.

As I got nothing else to do, I examined the preparations all around. The warriors were still poured out from my inventory like running water. I started to grow used to it like I was doing something normal or a habit.

Aside from the warriors and their consumption over the hills and mountains of stat crystals, I saw a growing number of flying monsters being prepared or already finished their modification.

As the fight inside that world started to shift towards my favour, I gave the order a few hours ago to stop pouring anymore reinforcements on the other world.

I wanted to give the Hescos the false impression that I was running low on my fighting forces. Besides I wanted to build up an immense force of high end forces of mine, enough to enter another scary battle like this and win.

pan-d a-n0vel.com Aside from these two, there was the place where Garry started to gather up the weapons brought out from the second Earth world.

These weapons were all similar to the weapons used so far in the battle in the other world. The good news was that the number of apaches and other models of fighters was increasing unceasingly during the past hours.

My orders that I gave Lily and Isac before seemed to show results right now. The research department focused more on developing these aerial monsters, making me feel more confident about the upcoming battle.

“Are these Howitzer cannons?!” In the middle of the large number of weapons lying on one side, I noticed something new.

It was a grand canyon with huge wheels, scary looking built and armour, and looking more like the frightening Howitzer cannons of the old human era.

These cannons were able to fire at much longer range, fire much more deadly ammunition than tanks or even rocket launchers. I moved to one edge of my chariots, and inspected the growing number of these little toys.

These cannons were bigger, much bigger than what I used to remember about the Howitzer cannons. I recalled a myth I read before about a crazy leader who once wanted to build colossal cannons to wipe out his enemies but ended up failing the project and war.

If that leader was alive right now, I got the impression he’d be thrilled by seeing his dream coming true.

Without the need to test these cannons, I knew their destructive power was scary. If the research department used the same tech used to build missiles and rockets, then the hits coming from these cannons would be enough to shake the world.