Refining the Heavens 4 (炼天四)

Chapter 49: Monster Horde (Part 1)

The Supreme Commander of the Ku Kang Camp did not easily believed that the Saint Empire troops will scale their plateau with a bridge, of course. But, he did not remove the battalion of Imperial Warriors he posted at the southern fortifications.

Reynold believes that there simply isn't anyway for the enemy to breach their north gate quickly, even if the blitzkrieg formation succeeded.

On the other hand, the Snowdrifts remained in the middle and did not follow the rest into the east and west lanes.

Perhaps, just as the charred man said, they really intent to build a sort of stairway up to the top of their plateau?

The Saint Empire army had slowly split into three groups, with a hundred thousand soldiers in each of the lanes, and the Snowdrifts' two hundred thousand at the middle.

In war, there are certain rules of thumb that commanders hold sacred. When sieging against a fortified position, at least four times the amount of defending soldiers are required. Of course, considering the powerful fortifications found in this place even five times the amount will be difficult.

Moreover, there are over a million cultivators in the Ku Kang Camp. To have a fighting chance, Saint Empire would need to prepare four million but there are only a tenth of the amount here.

Additionally, they broke another rule of thumb when they split up their army when fighting against a superior force.

Looking at the opportunity, Reynold immediately sent down a command for his men to act.

The moment the last of Saint Empire's army stepped within cannon range, a band of ambushers appeared.

These men and women are covered from head to toe with fearsome tribal-looking tattoos: The War God Tattoo.

Of course, the White Emperor wasn't a commander by force of arm but because of his wits and talent in warfare, and he wouldn't make the mistake of committing all of his units in the first attack. After all, the number of sacrificial pawns for using the War God Tattoo is indeed limited, as Esley and Kairos assumed.

This group of death warriors clad in white fur coat walked swiftly nearly invisible in the swirling snow.

"For the glory of Frosthral," their leader muttered under his breath, as his subordinates repeated his words.

Their eyes had a crazed look, but they were determined to succeed. Their mission is to probe for any traps set by the Saint Empire army.

The way that they had marched slowly over in a parade manner was deeply suspicious.

As expected, as they came near to the rear of the invaders, a strange formation triggered.

They were about to prepare to change clothes out of their camouflage for the Saint Empire attire to blend in. Their aim is to walk deep into the enemy lines and unleash their greatest attacks next to the Saint Empire healers where it will deal them the most devastating blow, however, they quickly felt their life seep away. Before they even came close, their skin had shrivelled and their limbs were heavy and shaking.

"T... time... accelerator," one of them breathed as he collapsed to the ground; it will be his last words. The path towards the Saint Empire's rear had been trapped. If it was normal stratagems or runic arrays, these men under the effect of the invincible War God Tattoo will be able to break through it, but what they faced was no normal trap.

This is a runic array made specifically to accelerate their bodies' internal clock and force them to age far quicker. The speed setting was specifically done to make a second as five whole minutes.