by Cobyboy
Equipping the [Supreme General] class, Feihren had assessed that there were roughly 7 people on the high walls with an average tier of Expert or Master-class. Hiding in the thick woods closest to the walls, Feihren proceeded with his solo guerilla attack. Aiming down the barrel...
*Bang!
'Base HP: 4,100 (-4,900)'
[General Exp +4,500]
*Bang!
'Base HP: 3,500 (-4,900)'
[General Exp +4,200]
*Bang!
'Base HP: 3,700 (-5,000)'
[General Exp +4,300]
"Ah, it's really strong! And it seems the recoil is now fixed!"
Feihren did not even need to get near the opponent to claim the general experience. The people he shot disintegrated after the strong impact that pierced through them.
Three consecutive 'shots' were heard as three domineering people who were stationed on the walls fell to the floor dead, before totally disappearing into thin air! The guards that were on the high walls started to reveal panicked expressions. Although there was roughly a hundred meter gap between the stations of these three people, it looked like the three of them fell at the same time.
"Enemy attack, stay on your guard!" The four remaining formidable people on the wall squashed the panic and immediately took the initiative to stay on guard against this sudden attack.
"I have 23 more shots thanks to those people..." Feihren muttered as he proceeded to kill the remaining four who were commanding the wall. The soldiers were starting to mount up their siege defenses.
*Bang!
'Base HP: 3,800 (-4,900)'
[General Exp +4,350]
*Bang!
'Base HP: 3,300 (-4,900)'
[General Exp +4,050]
*Bang!
'Base HP: 3,300 (-5,000)'
[General Exp +4,050]
*Bang!
'Base HP: 3,800 (-5,000)'
[General Exp +4,350]
"Hahahaha see? Haven't I told you human? Destroying this place is way too easy for us!"
Feihren had earned enough general exp now to continue firing the [Carbine of the Demonic Stallion] for quite some time. Unfortunately, aside from the few formidable people that were coming out of the main building of the stronghold, these people were all small fry in comparison to the strength of Feihren.
Summoning Samael, Feihren instructed him to breach the walls. The iron door did not seem to budge against the punches of Samael, but the brick walls were a different story. Switching to the walls, Samael started punching a hole through it as the entirety of the eastern wall started shaking.
Even though panic was evident with the sudden attack, only a singular figure could be seen sieging the wall. The people above gained confidence as they started mounting gigantic spears on their ballistas, aiming down on the red giant golem.
*Pew!
*Clank!
Samael did not even react to the wooden spear that basically shattered against its rock hard body. It did damage, but it was so minuscule that even Samael's low regeneration had beaten it!
Samael started taking damage as more of those wooden spears rained down at it, but it was all too late. A gigantic hole appeared as the part of the wall where Samael kept punching collapsed. Although this was the opportunity Feihren was waiting for, but the Wolfenstein soldiers took advantage of this as well, and they rushed through the hole that appeared. They relentlessly attacked the red golem without end. The archers aligned on the wall as they continuously fired arrows towards Samael.
'Okay that enough. Good job Samael!' Feihren consciously commanded Samael, as it turned back into a tiny red gem. The hundreds of soldiers that were surrounding Samael were dumbfounded at the sudden disappearance of the giant, but in the next moment, a loud buzzing sound was heard overhead.
A gigantic figure started descending towards them! A loud boom resounded through the eastern stronghold as the soldiers that were surrounding Samael were now nothing more than ground paste after being smashed by the sudden impact.
The soldiers that remained on the walls and outside the hole who did not die from the impact cried out loudly as they started to run in a panic! This was something that they wouldn't be able to handle! Most of the weaker soldiers took the initiative to escape. Feihren switched to 'Titan Arms' mode as he finished off the soldiers outside the walls.
He then proceeded to leap forward and smash an entire section of the wall, turning it into nothing but dust and rubble. The people on that section of the wall fell off and died. The remaining people who were worth the exp were finished off by the Demonic Carbine!
The soldiers within the stronghold were now starting to run away. Too bad they were running straight towards the capital of Wolfenstein... It made things too easy for Feihren.
The Demonic Carbine was no longer worth firing, as the people it would be slaying at this point did not give much general exp in comparison to how much was needed for a single shot.
"I'll be producing more bullets anyway, so might as well."
'Equip'>>>'[Hermes Assault Rogue Armor]'
'Equip'>>>'[Dionysus AK-9]'
Continuous loud noises resonated throughout the eastern stronghold of the Wolfenstein Kingdom. Loud cries started to dissipate into nothingness as the stronghold turned quieter after a few minutes...
Not a single strand of smoke could be seen rising from the stronghold. Nothing betrayed the battle except the portion of wall that collapsed. Deafening quietness was the only thing one could hear now, as the stench of blood was evident, but not a single body remained.
Chapter 32: Stirring up Trouble (1)
Soaring high above the eastern woodlands of the Wolfenstein Kingdom, the speeding Titan Slate flew with a sonic boom trailing behind it as Feihren hurried back to the dwarven village. He was not hurrying because he was being chased though. He was in a hurry because he was planning to start traveling back to Wolfenstein tomorrow, and he needs the production of ammunition to be finished before the day ends.
"I've cleaned up the stronghold well. According to the [Battlefield Scan], none were left alive. It's possible that a few of those people were adept at communication magic and might have reported amidst the chaos… Hmm, then I guess I'll have to 'hurry'." Feihren muttered to himself as the 'Titan Slate' burst forth with speed.
...
"Why are we even doing this?! This is just free labor exploitation!"
"Shhh, lower your voice. One of the Ranustin people is on our team."
"Who cares!? That Feihren bastard is definitely just using us!"
"Just calm down alright. Don't mess up our plans, just try to control your temper."
"It's not like he's getting away with all this nonsense, unscathed…"
The 4 non-Ranustin people in Feihren's party angrily rebuked him for making them do this pointless exercise. Magi Zeph could not hear their conversation as he was quite a distance away, as he was not really adept at socializing with these elites from the other kingdoms. The other 2 of these said 'elites' are together with Claire, Matthew, and General Rey on the other side of the pit.
"Shush, you all, don't compromise our other mission just because you can't handle some obvious trolling. I for one cannot wait to stomp that guy. Making us carry his load of useless items, then this? Humph, we'll see…"
In truth, instead of being from the major powers of the Blaz Continent, these 6 people were actually a hit squad from the Bainzen Empire, an independent state within the Blaz Continent.
Contending for power within the Blaz Continent was definitely a futile effort. The entire continent itself lacks the land area and sufficient resources to grow any of the kingdoms within it to a domineering power compared to the other continents.
In truth, the strongest power on their continent was the Ranustin Kingdom, but they don't even have enough power to seize a border kingdom such as the Wolfenstein Kingdom by themselves. These two kingdoms were so close that they were basically neighbors, yet until now, the Ranustin Kingdom did no
t dare touch the Wolfenstein Kingdom.
This was their goal; to seize the Wolfenstein Kingdom by themselves for the Bainzen Empire.
The sudden announcement of King Samson about sending 10 people instead of an army was highly rebuked by the other major kingdoms. But the announcement included the fact that a formidable person would be assigned with the party, so the other kingdoms did not have a say in it anymore.
I the past few months, it had already become common knowledge that a person who might be a descendant of the god-like entities, Titans, had appeared. The news went on to say that he could obliterate an entire army single-handedly. This rumor was then given flesh by the King of Ranustin himself and the witnesses within the arena.
It was not easy for these people to acquire the superfluous requirements for them to join the 10-man party. Even though the other major kingdoms did not have very many elites that could qualify, it was a risky task for them to act like they were from the different kingdoms when they were all from the same place. Unbeknownst to King Samson, he had actually been played by the Bainzen Emperor. He might think that the majority of this advanced party was from the Ranustin Kingdom, but the truth was, they were outnumbered.
...
Feihren arrived before sunset.
Even though they were pissed, the 6 people from the Bainzen Empire had accomplished the task for the 'team-building exercise' as to not blow their cover too early. They gave Feihren around 4 large sacks of the collected ingredients. Then the party of 10 asked to be dismissed immediately for them to rest, as they were definitely exhausted. Feihren acted as a "kind-hearted senior" as he dismissed them with no further requests or questions asked.
'They didn't give in huh. They're even more strong-willed than I thought they were'
In all honesty, throughout their travels in reaching the dwarven village, Feihren had noticed the 6 people acting suspiciously. Within the first week he noticed that most of them were really close to each other even though they were supposed to be strangers from different kingdoms. Second was their habit of rotationally guarding him. Feihren was no stranger to being spied upon. So he could immediately notice someone observing him without him using any of his game skills. Feihren was just feigning ignorance of all this.
With all of these random suspicious acts, Feihren had a rough idea of what these people are up to. He was just pretending he had no idea what was going on. But he should at least do something... That's why, aside from pressuring them to bring along the entire carriage containing his low tier items, he purposely took advantage of them for free labor.
"Oh well, it's not that their work today wasn't useful." Feihren smiled as he stared at the sacks.
...
Early in the morning on the next day
Feihren hurriedly woke the party as he was all set to travel towards the Wolfenstein Kingdom. Heavy bags could be seen under Feihren's eyes, but this was somewhat contradicted by his high energy and energetic tone. What exactly happened last night? Feihren had successfully manufactured ammunition last night! The process was strenuous at first as Feihren had to switch between his two subclasses for the 2 main components of each type of round, the gunpowder and the bullet.
But the materials were sufficient for him to increase his efficiency throughout the night as he successfully produced numerous 9x39mm rounds. This was Feihren's priority ammunition as it was used by both his Divine and Custom-grade AK's. After that assault on the Wolfenstein eastern stronghold, he barely had a thousand of those rounds left.
"Sir, what is the plan for today?" General Rey asked with a serious face. He believed that it would still take a day or two for them to prepare entirely before they would start traveling.
"Ah, we are going to the Wolfenstein Kingdom this instant." Feihren quickly replied as they opened the door that leads outside the lodge.
Outside was the carriage that was used for carrying Feihren's items, but it looks a little bit different now.
Its chassis was shiny like silver, and the main body was entirely covered in reinforced steel. The wooden wheels were replaced with something that most of these people did not know about. They had naturally become rubber wheels. Most of these things did not come from Feihren's special blueprints, these were actually old blueprints from the dwarves themselves, but they hadn't produced them for a long time because of the lack of materials. Fortunately, that problem was a thing of the past.
Feihren had asked Old man Yeshua to assist him in producing these when he arrived.
"Sir, I doubt our horses could drag such heavy looking carriage." Matthew had said with his expression and voice filled with doubt.
"Don't worry about it, we will leave our horses here. Don't bring anything extra aside from your battle equipment. For the meantime, I'll be your horse," Feihren replied.
The other people in the party all got weird expressions on their faces, 'I'll be your horse'? Why does this 'commander' of theirs say so many idiotic things? But soon enough, all there doubt dispersed as a loud buzzing sound was heard alongside the appearance of an alien-looking board that was hovering slightly above the ground, disturbing the dust and dirt below it.
Feihren proudly smiled as his entire body was now covered with a slate-gray metallic armor, embroidered with neon blue light, and was emitting a strong aura. He continued.
"You'll have the greatest privilege of riding the fastest chariot of your life!"
Chapter 33: Stirring up Trouble (2)
Tons of dust was tossed into the air as the rushing carriage plowed onwards at a frantic pace. There was nothing within the carriage but fully armed men with a minuscule amount of supplies. Contrary to their expectations, this commander of theirs was planning to end the Wolfenstein Kingdom today, before the sun sets!
The six people from the Bainzen Empire were totally unprepared to get rid of the other five people after their task was done. They did not know how the true fight would flow as the 'Grand Assault Plan' that he gave them just smelled like utter BS, and they wouldn't dare to follow such a stupid order. These six people grew grim as they neared their destination.
...
Feihren's party arrived at the easternmost part of the Wolfenstein Kingdom before noon.
Opposite to what the other people in the party had expected, there was nothing there to block them.
The only things they found were a wall with a shattered section, a still closed gate, and a gigantic empty building. Further inspecting the place, there seemed to be blood markings on the ground, but not a single dead body could be found anywhere.
Feihren did not mind the party's dumbfounded expressions as he continued 'driving' the carriage through the shattered portion of the wall. This further confirmed that the place was truly empty, not even a single guard had blocked them from entering! The entire party kept wondering how this was possible. It seemed way too easy for them to enter the Wolfenstein Kingdom.
The hint of a smile that appeared on Feihren's face cleared the doubts of the other members of the party. But soon, everyone had a grim expression on their faces. They now realized that this commander of theirs had done all this yesterday when they were busy with their supposed 'team-building exercise'... The four people from the Ranustin Kingdom had their expressions fill with pride and confidence. 'It seems that this commander of ours would actually be able to pull this operation successfully, and with ease. It seems like going home intact is not a far-fetched dream anymore.'
The other six people, on the other hand, had felt like their stomach was being crushed by a sudden illusionary jolt of pain. In their mind, they had estimated that there should be at least a few thousand soldiers posted at this stronghold of Wolfenstein. Given that this fort was hurriedly built and was never intended to be permanent, there should have been elites that would be guarding this strategic location for the Wolfenstein Kingdom, but now... it feels like a ghost town. Nothing but silence could be heard.
Feihren did not say a single word as he started inspecting the place.
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br /> 'Eh, it seems that nobody sent any distress signals towards the capital, but just to be sure...'
"Excuse me, Magi Zeph, do you have any sort of item or spell that could detect any recent magic usage or something along those lines?" Feihren then inquired for help from the prominent magi.
"In fact, I do. I had to learn this spell prior to the plan of attacking the Wolfenstein Kingdom."
"I too have such way of confirming magic usage. Although it is not a skill, I have a magic equipment of the same effect."
Magi Zeph and a mage from Bainzen Empire confirmed that they indeed have ways to detect magic traces. Feihren then commanded them to split into two groups for them to scout out the entirety of the stronghold.
