Mage Veigar

Chapter 411 Bladder Bureau
October 380th, 12nd year of the Galan calendar.

The first cold rain came to the west coast of the dynasty. Since it is located in the lower reaches of the Dunbu River, the damp and cold air seems to coagulate the blood. The cold that penetrates into the bone marrow is a bit too much for Theon, a man nearly 70 years old.

The adjutant held an umbrella for him.

He stood on the city wall and exhaled a breath of hot air.

Although this body was already covered with scars, especially in this cold and rainy weather, his hands and feet were still not very agile.

But as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, he had to hold on, because the dynasty had not yet been unified and he had not yet helped the eldest prince ascend the real throne, so he could not die yet.

His greatest wish in this life is to witness the rise of a dynasty with his own eyes.

At his age now, he may not be able to realize this wish, but at least he should see with his own eyes the unification of the dynasty and the establishment of a successor.

"This war must be won."

He looked around and saw that despite the cold weather, the soldiers still stood firm at their posts and the fortifications were well maintained. This huge stone city was indeed like a huge rock from outer space, which could stabilize the downstream even in the wind and rain.

Theon looked ahead.

He knew that right ahead of him was a devil that made the entire United Kingdom tremble.

That was the enemy he thought he could never defeat head-on, and also the enemy he was most reluctant to face. But as the saying goes, life is about some things that you can't avoid facing just because you don't want to.

Even if the enemy is so powerful, he must fight with all his strength.

This is his duty and his mission.

Fortunately, with the help of this stone city, he was able to defeat the powerful enemy who was several generations younger than him. Now he has been confronting the opponent for a month and a half.

During this one and a half months, Vega did not launch a single attack.

This also made Theon more certain that the enemy had no way to take over the Stone City through a siege, so as long as they continued to drag on, Veigar would definitely be dragged down here.

The so-called beating the master to death with random punches.

Theon admitted that his brain circuits could not keep up with Veigar's war rhythm, but even if you try every possible means and use your troops like a god, as long as I control my desire and firmly believe that more haste makes waste, then victory will definitely belong to him.

Because the enemy has no so-called supply lines at all.

On the contrary, behind him, there are two giant granary cities.

These two cities, under the barrier of the Stone City, stored supplies that could sustain a million-strong army for years of war, especially since the harvest season had just passed a few months ago, so he didn't have to worry about supplies at all.

Theon is well versed in the style of dynastic warfare.

As one of the weakest powers on the Jialan Continent, it is definitely no coincidence that the dynasty has not been destroyed yet. Their attainments in protracted warfare are unmatched. In history, they have managed to survive until the end of wars countless times, allowing the dynasty to remain standing.

But even if you are well versed in this.

Something that happened two days ago made Theon a little impatient.

As the West Coast regime ignored the Empire's ultimatum, the Empire finally ordered the entire army to cross the border and prepare to use force to launch a war against the City of Black Gold.

Although the empire only dispatched 20 troops.

But it is obvious that they are not on the same level as Vega's 20 troops. The overstaffed advanced forces and huge air force force forced the West Coast regime to be fully alert against the enemy.

Therefore, even if there are 30 troops guarding the Black Gold City, the West Coast forces are not very reassured.

In order to ensure the safety of the City of Black Gold, the First Prince asked Theon to end the battle downstream as soon as possible two days ago.

Theon could only smile bitterly when he received this news.

Even without guessing, one would know that someone must have taken advantage of his absence in the court to stir up trouble.

Therefore, Theon was indeed a little anxious at this time. But no matter how anxious he was, he was trying to suppress the desire in his heart. No matter before, now, or in the future, he was determined not to order his troops to step out of the gate of the Stone City.

Turn around and leave the city wall.

Even though the rain was pouring down through the oil-paper umbrella, he knew he had to control himself.

Then--

The last one standing is the winner.

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Worse than Theon.

Vega's mentality at this time has reached the point of anxiety.

He stood on the city wall of Grey Crow Town, which was at the outermost edge of the defense circle and closest to the Stone City in front of him, and let the icy rain come down on him, chilling him all over.

"Can I win this battle?"

There is only one and a half months left until the deadline. If we still fail to enter the gate of the Stone City within this month and a half, it means that the war is doomed to failure.

Before this.

Vega had not expected that the enemy would resort to defending the city despite having all the advantages.

If Tanniel was a war gambler who dared not do anything in war, then it now seemed that Theon's war style was exactly the opposite of Tanniel's, so steady that it was almost impeccable.

This lasted for a month and a half.

The gates of the Stone City have been closed until now, and apart from the use of war airships to scout it three times a day, almost no soldier has set foot outside.

Vega has seen it very clearly.

There is only one way to defeat such an enemy.

Head-on battle.

But unfortunately, Vega does not have the capital to engage in a head-on battle. If he really fights a head-on battle, he will only fail faster. So now he is at a loss and his mentality has become anxious.

But luckily, the Empire went to war.

I received news two days ago that the Empire has finally launched a war against the City of Black Gold. So, can Theon endure it?

If it were in the past, Veigar would have definitely assumed that Theon would lose his patience, but now he no longer dared to make a rash assertion. Veigar realized that this outdated commander, who was known as the wisest general of the dynasty, might be the strongest opponent he had ever encountered.

"This war must be won."

Veigar breathed the damp and cold air into his lungs, then turned and left the tower.

Although his mentality had exploded, Veigar still tried hard to control his emotions, and was determined not to let his soldiers take the initiative to wage war against the Stone City, nor to let his soldiers step out of the defense circle.

The cold rain is drifting.

For the next month, Veigar and Theon gritted their teeth and let time pass slowly. The entire downstream area was so quiet that only the rustling sound of the cold wind blowing the dead branches could be heard.

Veigar's supplies are running low.

Theon's desk was already piled with urgent letters from the eldest prince.

Both sides were trying to bear the huge pressure, which was like a mountain, and the two of them could hardly breathe. Both of them wanted to start a war immediately and end this bladder game as soon as possible, but they did not dare to move a step.

(End of this chapter)