"I sneaked into the city of Gaoningkat, and the walls inside were covered with similar words like this. I don't know what they are."
With his brows furrowed, the chief priest looked at Zhuang Wuming.
"It's just a word. I can't see anything, but what's certain is that it's a rune that uses the power of death in the underworld."
"The Lord of the Underworld himself is Lord Osiris, Lord of the Nine Pillars."
"But since the new god Ra appeared, everything has changed."
"If I'm not mistaken, this is borrowing the power of Anubis, the bravest god of death under the command of the new god Ra."
"It seems we have to be careful. I'll report it to the Prime Minister."
Seeing the chief priest leaving, Zhuang Wuming returned to his military camp and summoned Dekkas.
Dekkas was enjoying his food when he heard Zhuang Wuming’s call and rushed over.
"Zhuang, what happened?"
As Zhuang Wuming's deputy, Zhuang Wuming asked him to call him Zhuang.
This is a kind of wooing and a show of goodwill, and it also shows their unusual relationship to outsiders.
"I have explored the city of Gaoningkat. This is an opportunity for us to become famous in one battle."
Dekkas raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He worked hard to gain this strength.
Just to be able to stand out one day, I immediately became interested after hearing Zhuang Wuming's words.
"How to say it."
"I have explored the details of Gaoningkat City and found its weaknesses. I came to you to discuss this matter."
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Time passed slowly, and two days passed in the blink of an eye, and the army had no intention of attacking the city.
On the other hand, the sacrificial group and monks are very busy. They are using a large amount of water to make something.
In the evening of the next day, two clouds of smoke rose from the horizon, but two equally large armies arrived.
The army of the Second Dynasty, the army of the Fourth Dynasty, the army shrouded in divine glory.
Rumble
As the army arrived, three armies surrounded the city of Gaoningkat on three sides.
For a time, the city of Gaoningkat was in chaos.
At night, a banquet was held in the camp of the First Dynasty.
The prime minister of the Fourth Dynasty, Regidev, was the son of Pharaoh Khufu and the future heir. He presided over this war.
The prime minister of the Dier dynasty, Prince Ninaitier, was the son of Pharaoh Hitepsekhemwe and the future heir to the Pharaoh.
The princes of the three dynasties gathered together. Each of them was a fourth-level purgatory level existence, exuding a powerful aura of power.
Legend has it that the rulers of every generation of Egyptian dynasties are descendants of divine blood, and they will all be qualified to ascend to eternity in the future.
In addition to the three princes, the only ones present at the banquet were their generals and priests.
A group of people were sitting in the tent, enjoying the beautiful dance of the singer and enjoying delicious food and wine.
An hour later, the song and dance ended, and Titus looked at Nie Tiel.
"This time, under the call of the First God, we must break through the 18th Dynasty and seize the Book of Death."
"The Book of Death represents the authority of the underworld. It was stolen by Anubis and placed on the Altar of Death."
"Olisis's authority has been greatly weakened, weakening the power of the First God. This is absolutely not allowed."
"Our mission is to conquer the cities of the Eighteenth Dynasty one by one."
"When the army approaches the city, my father will personally take action and kill Tutankhamen."
"So, I hope the two princes can go all out to complete the mission of the First God."
Both Nietieer and Regidev looked solemn, "We will definitely assist you in completing the mission of the First God."
Next, they began to plan how to attack Gaoningkat City.
As the most important city of the Eighteenth Dynasty, capturing it would be equivalent to destroying half of the strength of the Eighteenth Dynasty.
Zhuang Wuming sat aside and said nothing. He had his own ideas.
He would modify the plans of these princes and highlight his own abilities.
A few hours passed in the blink of an eye. In the city of Corning Carter, Prime Minister Manminster looked solemn.
"The three great dynasties are gathering together for a battle of unification? The gods will never agree."
"I have to hold on until reinforcements arrive."
With a heavy heart, Manningster began to convey orders quickly.
The city of Gaoningkat has begun mobilizing, offering sacrifices, and the monks are busy making healing potions and setting up magic traps.
Soldiers stepped up patrols, and ordinary people were ordered to add boulders, rolling logs, and all other logistical work.
The clouds of war hang over the city of Koninkat.
Early the next morning, an ancient horn sounded, and the world became noisy at this moment.
There was the sound of clashing weapons, the roar of horses, and the roar of people.
Zhuang Wuming led a mercenary team, three thousand regular troops, and five thousand slave legions to stand at the forefront of the First Dynasty's army.
The other two dynasties surrounded the city of Gaoningkat from the other two directions.
Surrounded on three sides, Zhuang Wuming raised his eyebrows.
"This is a bit like the ancient art of war, where wars in various worlds have similar tactics."
At this moment, a marching horn sounded from behind Zhuang Wuming.
The low sound of the horn is like the roar of an ancient beast.
A thousand slave soldiers carried engineering hammers and engineering ladders and rushed towards the city of Goninkat.
On the city wall of Goninkat City, Manningsto looked calm as he looked at the soldiers rushing towards him like ants. He waved his hand and an ancient horn sounded.
"Woo~~~~"
"attack"
Hearing the sound of the trumpet, the soldiers in the city quickly launched a counterattack.
Pieces of hot rocks flew up from the trebuchet, drew an arc, and blasted towards the rushing slave soldiers.
Three directions, three fronts, fighting on all fronts.
Rumble
The hot rolling stone fell to the ground and turned into countless fragments, blasting towards the surrounding slave soldiers.
These hot rocks are not just burned red by ordinary flames.
Instead, it carries a black flame, which is the power of fire poison.
Each and every soldier who was hit was instantly blasted with fire poison all over his body, and would be burned to charcoal within a few minutes.
Seeing this scene, the monks from their respective camps quickly stood up and rang out mysterious spells.
White lights rose from them and merged into the void.
A thick white mist rose and spread all over the place.
This white mist will not cause harm, nor will it block the line of sight.
But as soon as they appeared, the black fire poison that spread everywhere was extinguished from the falling rocks.
A spell specifically used to deal with fire poison, Titosto sneered, "The poisonous fire of the Sun God."
"We believe in Tefnet, the god of lakes. The lake, the source of life, is powerful enough to extinguish the poison of fire."
With the magical support of the monks, the slave army was instantly powerful and rushed to the city wall.
The siege ladder was quickly set up, and these slave soldiers jumped up and rushed up the city wall in a few vertical steps.