This is an unbreakable truth for all tactics changers.
Viscount Grant's voice echoed in the torrential rain. No one asked how the Imperial Army, which was wearing armor and carrying a large amount of baggage, could catch up with the lightweight natives.
Because in front of them, a second-level sublimator showed everyone their powerful influence on the tactical and strategic level in addition to their own strength.
With a solemn expression, Viscount Grant raised his hands. With a sudden and rapid heartbeat, something hard was breaking out of his shoulders, elbows and forehead.
They were crystals that shone with deep blue light. Their shape and distribution were like the crystals of elements all over the body of the Abyssal Lizard Whale, giving him the power to control water flow and steam.
Buzz - A low buzz sounded, like a whale's cry.
Layers of transparent ripples overflow from these crystals, and a powerful psychic field begins to extend in the atmosphere, affecting the surrounding rain and airflow, bringing it into its own domain.
With the Viscount as the center, a semicircular 'water cover' with a diameter of several hundred meters has begun to take shape.
It wraps up all the convoys and baggage and shelters them within its own territory.
——This is the power of high-level inheritance. Although it has not yet reached the third energy level, it can temporarily possess the power to control a certain level of psychic fields through various means.
And every third-level sublimator is a powerful psychic who has been cultivated the day after tomorrow!
Outside the water cover, the wind and rain were still violent and violent, but inside the water cover, the rain became sparse and the wind became light, just like the gentle drizzle that all Nanling people have long been accustomed to.
The power of the abyssal whale, which can create fog or even storms just by breathing, is now displayed in front of everyone's eyes through the will of the sublime.
"The wind is still too strong and cannot be completely reduced."
The element crystals on his forehead and arms were flashing. Viscount Grant estimated his consumption in his mind, and then said concisely: "Go forward, catch up with them, tear them apart, and destroy them!"
In a chorus of confident responses, the troops reversed direction and began marching again.
But it was different from the troops who almost started cheering when they saw their leader showing such a powerful power of sublimation and were confident of victory.
At this moment, Viscount Grant felt a little uneasy in his heart.
——It’s said to be changing homes, but is it really that simple?
What if the great shaman had predicted that he would change his family?
If the main force in Anmore Town is not all the main force, but all the real elites of the indigenous people are pressing into the city, then he will suffer a big loss this time when he changes his family.
Unless he turned around again and headed towards the Elephant Bone Mountain after wiping out the indigenous troops in Anmol Town... that might be the only way to avoid losing money.
Although he knew that these were meaningless speculations and were completely asking for trouble, Viscount Grant still couldn't help but feel worried...
But this worry is not serious.
Because he still has a trump card that is enough to reverse the situation, even if the great shaman is aware of everything, he cannot stop it.
That thing that has been passed down from our ancestors to this day... is a family treasure.
"As long as the city defense army and Lamar can stop it for a period of time... It doesn't even need them to be able to stop it. As long as it can last for a period of time without defeat, I won't lose."
Shaking his head slightly, the Viscount exhaled and abandoned these distracting thoughts: "It shouldn't be difficult."
Just when the main force of the port guard was heading north, preparing to change homes with the natives.
Port Harrison, west of the city.
The south side of Harrison Port faces the sea, and there are five city gates on the east, west, and north sides, two of which face north and two of which face west. They are used by both military and civilians, and many troops are stationed in each.
"Get ready to fight! The natives have sneaked into the city, beware of being attacked from both sides!"
At the northwest city gate, the squad leader with a red nose and black beard used his loud voice to order the soldiers to prepare.
Although he would usually protect the smugglers and trade with the indigenous people at the default location, when Ke really started a war, he would bulldoze the original trading point and rebuild the fortifications as soon as possible.
To be honest, Blackbeard was frightened when he saw the black smoke rising from the city center. Although he had never allowed the smuggling of any kind of military supplies, the one who really allowed the smuggling was the Viscount himself, but Crystal Sand
If gunpowder was used by the natives to blow up the Viscount's Mansion, he would definitely have to take the blame - the only way to survive now is to kill the enemy bravely and make more military exploits. In this way, even if he really takes the blame and dies, at least his family can still have some sense of responsibility.
pension.
"Captain, the enemy is here! There are less than thirty in number. It should be a test?"
The observer on the tower briefly reported the enemy's situation, and then became confused: "It's strange, they don't wear leaf armor, and they don't carry crossbows. They only have totems hanging on their belts... Captain! They are starting to get closer!"
"What?"
At first, Blackbeard didn't pay much attention to it. A native who didn't wear armor or a bow, wasn't this going to die?
But when he heard them approaching, the team leader began to feel that something was wrong.
He quickly came to the city wall and looked down at the indigenous team not far away.
——Indeed, the opponent only had less than thirty scattered people. Not only did they not wear armor, they even wore no clothes at all. In the storm, they looked like a naked chicken, which was ridiculous.
But the strange thing is that each of these nearly naked indigenous warriors is quite tall. Even among the imperial people, they are considered burly, more than 1.9 meters tall. Their entire bodies are covered with dense black tattoos and oil paints, which are almost covered.
beyond their original skin color.
"It shouldn't be..."
Captain Blackbeard was confused. Such a strong native should have a body shape that only the warrior bloodline of the chiefs of various tribes could have. Although the talented natives had been cared for by shamans since childhood and cultivated with special food, they still had such a physique.
But each of them is a warrior who protects the ancestral land. They can't leave Elephant Bone Mountain easily. How can they come to attack the city and be wasted by bows and crossbows?
And their weapons...
"Is it a dagger and a grappling hook? Are they preparing to attack the city physically?!"
As he got closer, Blackbeard could clearly see what the opponent was holding. It was the most ordinary climbing hook. Using this thing to attack the ten-meter-high city wall of Harrison Port was simply ridiculous.
, but sad.
But for some reason, his heart suddenly tightened.
An extremely strong sense of uneasiness made him immediately order: "Open your bow! Shoot them through!"
Puff puff!
The city guards who had been prepared long ago opened their bows and fired. Due to the heavy wind and rain, most of the random arrows missed their targets, but the most accurate ones pierced the chests, shoulders and thighs of the leading indigenous warriors.
They should have died.
But something horrifying happened.
The speed of the natives who were hit by arrows did not slow down at all. On the contrary, they let out wild roars of varying sizes, and then accelerated their charge.
Even though he was injured, he was even faster!
"The lives of our ancestors... flow in our blood... fighting is the destination... the destination is death..."
Boom! A bolt of lightning struck down, and the sudden light illuminated the faces of these natives - Blackbeard could see that their eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, their eyes were spinning abnormally, and their bodies were even more muscular.
Blood vessels and tendons throbbed violently.
These indigenous warriors are not so much strong as they are that they have some terrifying monsters in their bodies that want to escape!
The leading natives who were hit by arrows even began to sing. The songs were simple and primitive, with an indescribable desolation and solemnity: "Death is blood... blood is life..."
"It's Soma Core... They're dead!"
Blackbeard's mind flashed through the terrifying legends circulated among all the people of the Nanling Empire. Those selfless beasts who were not afraid of death and would use their fists when their knives were broken and their teeth when their hands were broken. He couldn't help but start to tremble instinctively.
, tremblingly exclaimed: "They are indigenous berserker warriors!"
He groaned desperately: "We are finished..."
——No matter what the situation is or what the situation is, when the natives send out these mortal berserkers to attack, the final outcome will definitely be the death of both sides.
"Life is anger...anger is fighting!"
The berserker, who had already swallowed the core of the Soma tree, circulated extremely high concentrations of stimulants and toxins to every corner of his body. His brain was basically drunk to death and he had almost lost all his brain functions. Due to the training and special skills he had received since childhood,
Adaptive diet, and now I can barely retain some sanity.
Fighting sanity.
They instinctively shouted war songs, and even though they were hit by several arrows, they didn't realize it. The leaders of the group had already thrown their hooks. The moment the hooks hit the city wall, they flew up with fierce strength, holding the arrows in their hands.
The dagger rushed into the ranks of the city guards.
The berserker was originally tall, but now he was in a drunken state, with all restrictions removed from his body, and he was crushing these city guards.
They didn't even need the knives in their hands. They just waved their fists and charged with brute force, punching through and tearing all the imperial soldiers to pieces. In a few breaths, they cleared a safe area at the city wall, allowing the following berserkers to continue to attack.
Climb the city.
Facing these monsters, even if the city defenders raised their shields and stabbed them with spears, it would be meaningless. Even if the indigenous warriors who fell into extreme fanaticism were pierced by spears, their actions would not be affected at all.
They even roared, and used their muscles to clamp the gun head that was pierced into their bodies. Then they held the gun barrel with their backhand, picked up the city guard who was caught off guard, threw him in front of their eyes, and crushed their heads with one foot.
"ah!!!"
In despair, Captain Blackbeard raised the spear in his hand and wanted to pierce the heads of the berserkers in front of him. This was the only way to kill them immediately.
But the berserker just laughed crazily, then stretched out his arms and rushed towards him, biting the head of the gun.
Even though Blackbeard's spear passed through the mouth and pierced the enemy's head, and blood surged from the back of the head where the mouth was opened, the body of the drunken warrior was still alive.
He chewed the gun shaft to bits, finally reached out his hand, and grabbed Blackbeard's neck with his big blue-black hand with swollen muscles and blood vessels.
——Crack.
The sound of bones being crushed sounded at the city gate.
In less than ten breaths, the northwest gate was breached and the defenders were wiped out.
At the southwest gate, facing the Ewok River and the redwood forest, Harrison Port is the most heavily guarded area.
"Enemy attack!"
The soldiers guarding this place vaguely heard war songs and dying cries in the wind, but they did not have any energy to share with their comrades: "Where is the artillery?! Fire the alchemy artillery quickly!"
The commanding captain yelled out orders at the top of his lungs, but everything was drowned in death-like silence. All he could hear was the sound of trembling with fear and the sound of teeth clashing up and down.
Because the monsters they faced were more terrifying than the Berserkers.
It was now completely dark, and even the glow above the rain clouds at the top of the sky had completely disappeared. Storms and lightning intertwined in the darkness, filling the world with noisy thunderstorms.
However, even in such darkness, a darker and larger black shadow gradually approached, and low footsteps sounded, making the earth shake.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three pairs of scarlet eyes flashed with a heart-stopping light in the rainy night. They streaked through the air, leaving behind streaks of red light.
Boom!
Thunder exploded, and a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the black shadow's true appearance.
What a majestic and terrifying beast it is...
It has six eyes and six legs, and its body is covered in scales. Its whole body is covered with sharp and strong stone thorns. Its long tail touches the earth when it swings, causing the surrounding rocks and soil to shake.
And the long crocodile snout revealed its true identity.
——The mountain lord worshiped by the natives for 150 years, the totem called the Spirit of the Mountain Tide, the nightmare in the hearts of the first generation Harrison Harbor residents, the giant beast that is rumored to be only one step away from the monster with the same name...
The blood-red eyes of the mountain lord Swamp Crocodile stared ruthlessly at the low city gate. It stood in front of the city gate, even taller than the city gate!
Immediately afterwards, the giant crocodile opened its huge mouth full of fangs, and thick saliva came out with a pungent corrosive stench.
Despair spread amid the frightened wailing of the defenders at the southwest gate of Harrison Port.
Just because the crocodile dragon opened its mouth, but then slowly closed it.
"Click——"
The sound of rocks shattering was heard, and then there was the roar of the city wall collapsing!
After biting the city gate tower and pushing it down, the majestic beast raised its head and stared at the prosperous city in the wind and rain with its six eyes, as if it could see the lush jungle a hundred years ago.
"meet……"
With a low groan, the spirit of the mountain tide revived after decades and finally returned to its long-lost hometown.
The master of the mountains and swamps once again sets foot on the land that he has ruled for hundreds of years.