CH 739

Chapter 739: My luck is really good

The next day, the siege continued!

Her Majesty's army once again pressed against the walls of the Capital of Saints. As soon as the first thunderous boom of the mortars sounded, the defenders of Mondra’s army abandoned their posts and hid in various places such as ditches, low walls, gateways, and hidden bunkers.

No one blamed them for not being loyal to their duties, as they were useless even if they stood in their defensive positions.

After being relentlessly bombarded and unable to fight back the previous day, Mondra’s army wasn't completely foolish. They worked all night to mobilize all craftsmen in the city to make many shields resembling giant tortoise shells, using a large amount of steel to make them very thick and impenetrable even compared to the thorium shards.

When West Gran’s mortars went off, soldiers immediately took cover inside the tortoise shell shields. They shivered in fear inside, even as the outside world exploded.

However, they underestimated the queen's capabilities, thinking she would only bombard the entire day before retreating. The mortars only fired one round before ceasing, and the true siege force emerged.

Short cannons were pushed forward, aiming low and pounding fiercely at the gates of the Capital of Saints with solid iron balls that left pits and dents on the doors.

In the past, Mondra’s army's short cannons would have immediately fired back, but now, the walls had already been ravaged by the mortars, and there wasn't even a gunner behind the short cannons on the city walls. They dared not show themselves and there was no way they could return fire.

The catapults, ballistae, and other siege weapons were all silent.

The massive siege tower, using the suppression of the mortars and short cannons, began to move forward.

Battering rams, shield cars, and all sorts of miscellaneous siege equipment slowly pushed forward.

The undead legion led the way because they wouldn't die, making them the best choice for the forefront of the assault, but their individual combat abilities were poor. In crucial assault positions, real warriors were needed. Therefore, the Black Earth Knights, Wind Knights, and Demi human armies each sent a small group of brave vanguards mixed in with the undead army, all advancing together.

Robb shouted loudly from behind, "Take it slow when advancing. Mortars have poor accuracy and can easily injure ourselves. Slowly advance, don't rush too close to the city wall at once. During the final charge, we will have the artillery stop firing."

Kante, who was mixed in with the attacking force, turned around and waved his hand at Robb, laughing, "Don't worry, this kind of luck-based shell can't hit me. I have incredible luck. Even if a thorium bomb explodes beside me, all the shrapnel will pass by me."

Everyone: "..."

Robb said impatiently, "Where did you get this confidence? Shut up and focus on the front."

Kante laughed heartily, "What's there to see in front? The enemy is too cowardly to even raise their heads."