Chapter 596 - 364: Impeccable Discipline

Chapter 596: Chapter 364: Impeccable Discipline

Deploying the Dragon Race "bombers" to deal with Delong Castle’s Protective Shield was part of the plan all along.

However, the specific method for doing so was only confirmed after Zog spoke with Figxin.

This was because the City Guard Array here hadn’t been activated in over a hundred years.

Its exact condition could only be assessed after it was deployed.

The goal was to avoid causing too much damage within the city.

In the future, Delong Castle was to become a fortress for the Northern Domain, meant to resist the counterattacks of the Sutton Royal Family’s army for some time. If they demolished the entire city now, it would be useless.

At the same time, they also had to avoid excessive harm to civilians; this was a crucial code of conduct for the Northern Legion as an "Army of Justice."

This distinguished them from those old-fashioned armies with their sordid records.

It both won the hearts of the people and reduced the loss of their labor force.

As Marshal Chen would say: "Catching a rat in a china shop."

The good news, however, was that Zog’s side had plenty of tools for "catching the rat."

After testing the defenses for several rounds with anti-aircraft machine guns, Figxin sent the gathered information to Zog.

After some research by the Hogwarts teaching staff, they came up with two viable plans.

Create a series of analytical Magic spells for the ground forces to cast on the Protective Shield. After analyzing its weaknesses, create targeted anti-shield grenades to take it out in one shot.

Alternatively, based on the principle that Magic has countering properties, they could cycle through Magic of every attribute until they found an effective one. And since the Protective Shield had a load limit, it was also possible they could "grind down" the shield before finding the counter.

To this, Zog’s choice was: I’ll take them all!

Because the Mages said they weren’t sure which plan would be more efficient.

Theoretically, analysis would be faster, but if they got lucky, brute-force testing might be even faster.

So, Zog had his most diligent Little Green Dragon chug two barrels of Lucky Potion, shoulder a backpack full of grenades loaded with all different kinds of Magic, and take to the sky, flying straight for Delong Castle.

It would use its claws to throw the grenades, not a cannon. However, it had to throw them one by one. This was to avoid a scenario where it threw too many, missed the moment the Protective Shield shattered, and the subsequent grenades caused civilian casualties.

He also dispatched a small team of Mages to the ground with the analytical Magic to complete the investigation.

A saturation attack.

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At that moment, the city of Delong Castle was in chaos.

People ran home in a panic, hiding in their basements and praying that the City Guard Array would hold.

All the Mages in the city were doing their best to replenish the Protective Shield’s Magic Power.

That Giant Dragon’s method of using Magic had completely shattered their understanding of it.

It was as if their life’s work had suddenly lost all meaning.

A High Tier Large-scale Magic spell—one that would take an entire Mage Corps several days of preparation and hours of guided Casting to release—was now bombarding the Protective Shield at a rate of three times per minute.

The overwhelming disparity caused many Mages to lose their will to fight.

"Do we have no way to fight back?" Count Medellin demanded loudly.

"It’s flying too high."

"What about interception? Can’t we intercept those falling things before they turn into Magic Arrays?"

"We should be able to, we should... but they’re falling too fast. It’s difficult, very difficult..."

"Difficult or not, you have to find a way."

Medellin gave the order, though he knew in his heart there was nothing they could do.

From the very beginning, this had been an unequal war.

It was like an adult bullying a child—no, an infant.

The infant uses all its strength to crawl to the enemy, throwing what it thinks is its strongest punch, only to be kicked away before it can even make contact.

The only question was, why had such an "adult" suddenly appeared in the North?

Finally, after an unknown number of grenades had deployed above the Protective Shield, cracks appeared on the translucent curtain of light.

’It’s about to break.’

To Count Medellin’s surprise, the Dragon turned back at this moment.

He wasn’t naive enough to think the enemy was letting them go.

’It’s resting, or resupplying. It’ll definitely be back.’

If they left the city now, the Northern Legion was already in formation, waiting. If they stayed hidden, all they could do was wait for the Protective Shield to fail completely.

He felt like a lamb for the slaughter, limbs bound, watching the butcher sharpen his knife.

Sure enough, it wasn’t long before the Dragon flew back and resumed throwing its Magic.

Only this time, it wasn’t one of each kind anymore. They were all the same type that had cracked the Protective Shield earlier.

’They’ve found the weakness.’

After a few more rounds of attacks, the Protective Shield could no longer hold. It shattered into tiny fragments and vanished into the air.

Count Medellin closed his eyes, prepared for death.

His life flashed before his eyes: a happy childhood, the regrets of his youth, the years spent toiling for his domain, the warm embrace of his mother, bathed in a holy light...

’Huh? That’s not right.’

Medellin opened his eyes. ’Why am I not dead yet? Where’s the overwhelming bombardment of Magic?’

’The mood was set, the emotions were in place, and... there’s no follow-up?’

He walked out of the room in confusion. A few more Dragons had appeared in the sky. They weren’t attacking the city, but were holding...

Medellin pulled a spyglass from his pocket, extended it, and aimed it at the group of Dragons in the sky.

’Are those... speakers they’re holding?’

He wasn’t entirely sure, because speakers weren’t something you’d expect to see on a battlefield.

But no matter how he looked at them, they looked like large speakers. He was a music lover himself, so he had bought some before and was quite familiar with them.

Soon, a sound from the sky confirmed his suspicion.