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Defeated.

For the rats, this was undoubtedly a crushing defeat.

They amassed a large force at this fortress, hoping to defend it against the Allied forces' attack.

However, under the allied forces' fierce and relentless offensive, the fortress was easily destroyed, like fragile tofu struck by a heavy punch, utterly defenseless.

The magic shield designed to defend against ranged attacks was easily torn apart by the impact of a large number of enchanted attacks.

The seemingly sturdy fortress walls were quickly destroyed under the repeated attacks of various siege weapons.

The Night's Watch's goal for this fortress was not simply to conquer and occupy it, but to destroy it completely.

With this tough stance, they declared their victory and strength to the enemy, while also giving the entire frontline troops a shot in the arm and greatly boosting morale.

"Damn it, why are they so powerful?! Why are even those humans who aren't Night's Watch so formidable?" The Rat General, who had managed to escape, stomped his feet and squeaked angrily, utterly bewildered.

The rats knew that the Night's Watch were powerful, a fact they had long been aware of.

However, the number of Night's Watch members has always been their weakness, which is one of the reasons why the rats dare to wage a full-scale war against the Night's Watch.

After all, the Night's Watch only had 20,000 to 30,000 troops on the battlefield, and many of them were responsible for logistics.

Although these logistics personnel are also capable of combat, from the perspective of war benefits, it is more appropriate for them to remain in logistics positions.

Even with all forces concentrated here, and with all five battlefields in full swing, the number of Night Watchmen at the front is only a little over 40,000.

The main force of the coalition forces consisted of ordinary soldiers.

They were numerous, many of whom harbored deep hatred for the rat tribe, while others longed to reclaim their homes that had been invaded by the rat tribe.

However, these ordinary soldiers were still somewhat inferior in strength to the Night's Watch.

Their average level is generally between three and four, which is considered a pretty good unit.

This was also thanks to the Night's Watch providing ample logistical support. With abundant food and nutrition, these soldiers had the opportunity to level up and thus play their due role in the war.

Faced with the overwhelming tide of the rat army, these soldiers relied more on strict discipline and cooperation between different units to cope.

But this time the situation is completely different.

General Black, who had never appeared on the front lines before, personally led his troops into battle for the first time.

Traditionally, it seems illogical for a general to be on the front lines fighting.

But Blake's visit this time was clearly well-prepared.

His peculiar power radiated outwards in the form of a halo, layering upon the soldiers.

For Night's Watch members who have already reached level ten, the enhancement effect of this power is limited, merely icing on the cake. But for ordinary soldiers, it brings about a dramatic change.

Their combat capabilities have been upgraded from level three or four to level five or six.

This was undoubtedly a huge leap, instantly giving the coalition forces a tremendous advantage on the battlefield, and the balance of the battle quickly tilted in their favor.

"What should we do now? That general's army is unstoppable, everything is doomed!" a mouse asked anxiously, its voice filled with despair.

But at this moment, it is clear that no one can offer an effective solution.

"Let's retreat to the last line of defense and gather all the rats together," the evil rat priest said helplessly.

The situation is now critical, with the coalition forces having successfully breached two battlefields and other battlefields facing extreme difficulties.

On the main battlefield, Black's army was unstoppable. If this trend continued, the rat race's manpower would soon be exhausted.

In this desperate situation, the only option is to cut off an arm to survive. Concentrating all resources on a shorter defensive line, tightly linking all the rats together, might be the only way to hold out a few more days. ...

The frontline camps on the main battlefield have advanced a considerable distance.

Inside the new camp, Blake kept changing flags in his hands.

“Now you’re more like a general charging into battle than a general,” Leilia said with a smile.

This is no joke. With Blake's legendary strength, he can provide a significant power boost to the assault troops when serving as a frontline commander.

"So I need to become stronger, strong enough that my power can be remotely amplified to different legions through my banner."

Clearly, Blake has a clear and specific plan and goals for improving his own strength.

At this stage, he can only spread the aura power outwards with himself as the center.

But this is only the first step he has taken into the realm of legend. As his strength continues to increase and his understanding of power deepens, he may be able to use his banner to provide remote power enhancements to the legions he commands.

Only when he reaches that level will he truly deserve the title of general.

"Did you plan the direction of the power's movement from the very beginning?"

Leilia couldn't help but ask, her tone tinged with a hint of envy.

She didn't have such a clear plan; rather, she gradually came to understand her own power and gained deeper control over her inner anger through battle after battle.

Compared to others, people like Leilia, who gradually advance in battle, take a step-by-step, trial-and-error approach.

Therefore, she inevitably feels envious of those who have a clear goal from the beginning.

Hearing this, Blake glanced at her and shook his head.

“How could that be? This idea only came to me during the siege a few days ago.” As he spoke, Blake looked up at the sky.

"You're not talking about Kana's Six Dragon Spear, are you?"

Blake nodded: "That's right."

They had an internal communication channel, and although they were not present at the scene of the battle, other Night Watch members provided real-time text updates through the channel.

Later, they even obtained a magical photograph of that battle through Poppot.

Although we cannot personally experience the intense atmosphere of the battle, these magical images can still roughly recreate the scene.

Moreover, there is detailed data available, enough to create a realistic magical illusion.

They were naturally aware of Cana's new weapon. It was the embryonic form of a divine artifact forged by Sergio—the Spear of Six Dragons.

The Six Dragons Spear has a special use: it can project the power contained within the spear over long distances.

They all knew how to obtain the weapon, and they had all personally tested it and confirmed that it was indeed possible to get it.

On the battlefield a few days ago, Blake had a sudden inspiration and prayed fervently to Kana, successfully obtaining one of the spears of light.

Sure enough, when the spear of light fell into his hands, he was not only able to unleash the power of the spear itself, but also to spread that power outward through the aura.

Moreover, the Light Spear's inherent power projection ability makes the use of aura power smoother and more flexible.

It was precisely because of this that the Allied forces were able to destroy the enemy like autumn leaves in that battle, which greatly boosted their own morale.

This battle also gave Blake a completely new perspective, clarifying how to further explore and develop his own power. (End of Chapter)