Mage Veigar

Chapter 732 The War of the Weak
The Imperial Air Force is still bombing.

The bombing did not stop until dawn of the fifth day.

But whether it was Vega or Coverdale, or every soldier of the rebel army, they all knew that the real war was about to begin, and the five days of air force plowing were just an appetizer.

Soldiers emerged from the air-raid shelter.

They dragged their tired feet and held on to the city walls and defense lines again, waiting for the imperial army to launch a formal attack.

"Under this situation, can the rebels really hold the city of war?"

Vega looked at Coverdale from a distance. He was a little unsure whether the rebels could withstand the crazy attack of the Empire in their current state. Because for the rebels, the five days of air force plowing the land was hellish, not to mention the main meal that followed. It was no wonder that Vega was quite skeptical about this.

"Please don't worry, Your Majesty."

Hausman also looked at Coverdale and said, "Although ten or twenty Coverdales cannot match you in terms of war talent, and even though you pointed out the general direction of guiding public opinion, he didn't know how to operate the details, but he was able to fight the Imperial Army until today, so he definitely has his own abilities."

"Oh? Is there anything else outstanding about Coverdale?"

"I don't know for sure, but if not, I'm afraid the rebels would have ceased to exist long ago."

The two stopped talking and turned their eyes to the first line of defense.

From here we can see that Coverdale did not hide in the rear like the commanders of other forces, and paid great attention to hiding his coordinates. He completely exposed himself to the enemy's sight, standing in the front and leading the entire army.

Da da da--

The sound of uniform footsteps echoed.

More than 200,000 imperial troops came from far and near and arrived right in front of the city of war.

The first to step forward was the Magicians Group.

Inspired by the United Kingdom, the Imperial Army has begun to gather magicians together in recent years and organize them into pure mage corps. After the air force plows the land, the mages will provide firepower coverage.

Boom boom boom——

Flames exploded onto the city walls.

Due to the disproportionate level of military strength between the two sides, the rebels could only defend themselves with difficulty, and suffered countless casualties in a short period of time.

The fire coverage lasted for a full hour. When the magician's magic power was exhausted, the army began to charge at the rebels who were dazed by the explosion. This round of charge even directly broke the city gate.

"Don't stop, don't stop!"

Coverdale led the charge under the protection of the guards, raising his arms and shouting, "Hold on for another half an hour, and we will win. Behind us stand tens of millions of civilians from the entire war city. The imperial army will never defeat us!"

The morale boost brought by the leader leading by example is unimaginable.

The soldiers regarded Coverdale as a god, and no one would step back as long as Coverdale was swinging his sword.

When one person dies, the second person fills that position; when one squad dies, another squad takes over; when one division is completely wiped out, the second and third divisions are ready.

"The Imperial Army is no longer able to fight, hold on!"

"Half an hour, another half an hour!"

"Swing your weapon once more, once more, with all your last bit of strength."

"We are about to win, just one step away!"

"..."

Coverdale roared again and again, swinging his sword again and again.

The rebels relied on their fearless fighting style and self-destructive attacks to prevent the Imperial Army from making any progress.

The fight lasted for more than three hours.

"The army retreats temporarily!"

A signal flare was launched, and the Imperial Army began to order the army to retreat. The leading Imperial officer angrily ordered the mages who had recovered 1/3 of their magic power to attack again: "Mage Corps, use magic to blow them up!"

"Everyone enter the trenches and take cover!"

The rebels were not slow either. At the command, they stepped into the magic fortifications prepared in advance.

After the magic bombing ended, the imperial army launched another charge.

This cycle repeated itself, and when the sun set on the mountainside, the imperial army finally retreated.

"The enemy is retreating!"

"The enemy is retreating!"

"Victory! We won!"

"Long live the chief, long live the chief!"

"..."

The rebels began to shout victory and celebrate the joy.

And Vega finally understood why the rebels had been able to hold on until today.

With a leader who is not afraid of death and is willing to fight adventurously, as long as the leader, Coverdale, falls, no soldier will abandon Coverdale and retreat alone. This is probably the ultimate expression of the leader effect.

As long as the head sheep leads the flock.

With the sacrifice of more than 5 times that of the Imperial Army, it is not surprising that they were able to defend the War City.

This strategy has obvious advantages, but also obvious disadvantages, that is, the commander needs to bear huge risks. Fortunately, the Empire does not have a star shadow mage, otherwise the war can be ended directly with a single encounter.

Seeing this, Vega also breathed a sigh of relief.

This strategy is completely useless to him, because the Jialan Empire not only has him, a Star Shadow Mage who cannot be detected even by the Word Spirit Mage, but also has a powerful weapon of war - the Star Elemental Mage.

Both of these naturally restrain the rebels' fighting style.

"This is the stupidest way to fight."

After watching the entire battlefield, Hausman said leisurely, "Not only did the commander lead the troops himself, but he also used the blood of several times that of the enemy to forge victory. Can such a victory be called a victory? It is extremely vulgar."

"Your Excellency, do you really dislike the rebels' fighting style?"

Vega heard what Hausman said and said, “Although it seems very stupid, sacrificing several times more than the enemy in exchange for a victory that is not a victory, this will certainly make you, who graduated from a military academy, despise it, but ah... this is indeed the way for the weak to survive.”

"Fighting with life, winning by numbers, simple and crude..."

"This is the only weapon that the weak without talent can use to defeat the strong."

"Your Excellency, who was born high and mighty, certainly cannot understand the helplessness of the weak."

Hausman was silent for a moment, then said, "You may have a point, but I still disagree with this tactic of injuring 800 enemies but losing 10,000 of my own. The risk involved is simply too great."

"The greater the risk, the greater the reward, isn't it?" Jia replied with a smile.

Just as Vega said.

Of course, high risks can bring high returns. In the following month, the rebels, led by Coverdale, repeatedly resisted the fierce attacks of the Imperial Army and kept the Imperial Army outside the first line of defense.

The imperial army was already somewhat frustrated, but there was nothing they could do unless they could launch a fierce attack like the rebels, without fear of sacrifice and regardless of cost. However, this was obviously impossible. The empire would never launch a general offensive regardless of sacrifice.

It seemed that the situation would continue to remain deadlocked.

But at this time, an accident occurred on the rebel side.

(End of this chapter)