I'm in Terra

Is it a hybrid mutation? Kashena looked at the ear feathers on Victoria's head and pondered uncertainly.

As the two chatted, the shadowy assassin who had been lurking at Victoria's feet quietly emerged. She had originally thought that this assassination attempt would end in failure, but she had never expected that Victoria and Kasheina would let down their guard after killing those assassins.

Without thinking too long, the Hidden Assassin decided to give it a try, but when she suddenly jumped out from the shadows, she found that the target she wanted to attack had disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, an irresistible feeling of dizziness hit her brain. The assassin lady, who had no idea what was happening, fainted on the ground under Kashena's mocking gaze.

"Is this the last one?" Victoria, who had completed the dimensional transcendence, rubbed his temples. It was not a difficult problem for him to knock out a determined assassin, but attacking while traveling through time and space was still too much of a mental burden for him.

"If I had known, I would have just traveled behind her and knocked her out. Showing off your skills is giving me a headache instead."

"How could that be?" Kasheina blinked, stepped over Miss Assassin's body, and threw herself into Victoria's arms. "I'm very satisfied with your performance today. It proves that both your combat prowess and your Originium skills are at the cutting edge."

"As long as you are satisfied." Victoria kissed the side of Kashena's face, then held Kashena who was clinging to her with one hand, and lifted up the unconscious assassin lady with the other hand.

"Then, I'll ask you to perform for me. The legendary immortal black snake has countless identities. I wonder if this assassin lady can become one of your incarnations?"

"Since you've satisfied me so much today, I'll show you my skills."

"Oh hoo? I'm looking forward to it."

A general's success: 54

This is a dark and cold little room. The moonlight from the sky is blocked by the curtains. Two men and women with very different expressions are surrounding a young girl and touching her all over, as if they are about to do something indecent.

"Why can't we turn on the lights?" Although both of them were Hippogriffs and could see at night, Victoria still raised his question.

"Shh~ How about keeping a little mystery for the girl?" Kashena threw a coquettish glance and gently placed her hands on the girl's shoulders.

Although she agreed to demonstrate her "power" to Victoria in person, Kashena felt inexplicably nervous. Victoria's sharp eyes were projected on her without reservation, making Kashena feel as if she was naked.

It's obvious that they have been frank with each other several times, and have even played in groups of 3 twice. Why would they suddenly become shy at this time?

Kashena shook her head and discarded the messy thoughts in her mind.

In a sense, Dorothy's dimensional transcendence is very similar to Kashena's power, except that one is a skill that requires concentration to release, while the other is an innate instinct.

Along with Kashena's breathing, a dark and ethereal mist slowly seeped out from Kashena's body and poured into the assassin's head in front of Victoria.

Victoria narrowed his eyes, and the world before him instantly transformed into a barren wasteland. From this new perspective, Kashena's consciousness gradually blurred, while her fading spirit continued to erode the assassin's scattered consciousness.

So that's how it is. The key is to split the consciousness and then devour the will of others.

Dimension Transcendence can peek into other people's memories through the projection of their consciousness, but Kashena can swallow and digest it directly. The effects achieved by the two seem to be very similar, but in fact they are very different.

But it didn't matter. Everything that happened in the consciousness world was under Victoria's watch. The Dong Zhuo general card he had loaded had already been replaced with the eagle-eyed and wolf-eyed genius when he entered the room. As Kashena's invasion progressed, Victoria's own consciousness projection gradually began to wield a black mist.

However, Victoria did not rush to try out the newly imitated ability. Instead, he locked the black mist tightly in his body.

"call----"

The sound of rapid breathing brought Victoria back to reality. Kashena's possession had reached its end. Meanwhile, this intelligent and seductive beauty gradually slumped down on the bed, her expression becoming increasingly dull.

Victor stepped forward and gently supported Kashena, and found that although her eyes were still open, she was unresponsive as if she had lost consciousness.

Seeing this scene, Victor didn't know what was going on, but when he looked down at the female assassin, the delicate-looking female assassin had already opened her eyes and was looking at Victor with a smile.

Seeing that Victory had noticed her, the assassin smiled and raised the dagger she had taken out from between her fingers, gently pressing it against Victory's abdomen: "I don't know what happened, but this woman failed, you know? How about surrendering obediently? Maybe I will spare your life."

Victoria raised his eyebrows, completely ignoring the dagger in the assassin's hand. Instead, he rubbed his chin and looked up and down. "Did you really swallow it along with the memory? Why do you look nothing like it?"

"Hmm~ Just a little joke." The smiling assassin's face suddenly turned serious, and instantly returned to the expressionless deadpan face she had during the assassination. "How are you now?"

Victoria nodded in satisfaction. "That's more or less the same. But what about Kashena? You can't only control one body at a time, right?"

"Of course not." Noticing that Victoria was concerned about her, Miss Assassin's dead face returned to its original smiling appearance:

"It's just a small price to pay for forcibly occupying it. I transferred most of the consciousness stored in Kashena into this body, so it needs some time to recover. Of course, it won't take too long. Probably one night is enough for it to return to normal."

"Oh? According to you, Kashena is just an unresponsive doll tonight?" After listening to Black Snake's introduction, Victoria became interested. He hugged the dazed Kashena in his arms and teased her gently.

As expected, under Victor's teasing, Kashena responded quickly, but she still had no consciousness and could only breathe heavily instinctively.

Watching Victoria molesting her body, the assassin couldn't help but roll her eyes. "I didn't expect you to have such a strange habit. There's a female assassin here who can jump and dance, but you care more about a motionless body. What a bummer! I was thinking of playing an interrogation game with you~~~"

"Saying such things proves that you don't know me well enough." Victoria grinned, gently placed Kashena on the bed, then came to the assassin lady and pressed her head down.

"Whether it's a puppet show or an interrogation game, I want it all. I won't let you go until I've subdued this little snake of yours tonight."

The assassin licked her lips charmingly, then quickly returned to her expressionless face: "Your will~"

The next day, Victor announced that he had been assassinated by Count Rossia. Fortunately, he was unharmed with only minor injuries, and the assassins, except for the leader who escaped with injuries, were all killed.

After receiving this information, Count Rossia did not show any emotional fluctuations, but gloomily ordered his men to continue to intensify the offensive.

Paul ordered the bodies of the assassins killed by Victoria on the streets to be dragged out, chopped up and fed to the dogs.

As for the assassin leader who was wounded and escaped as Victor mentioned, he was now huddled under the desk in front of Victor with Kashena, continuing his assassination mission.

"Come to think of it, I thought you would let me go back to Rossiya right away and give him a return gift." In the interval of the assassination, the assassin lady did not forget to ask Victoria for information.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Victory was dissatisfied and held down the assassin lady, stubbornly resisting the assassination:

"If Count Rossia had died long ago, how could I have continued my ambitions? I don't intend to be accused of fratricide. Only when they are both defeated can I take action. Only then will I have a chance to control the entire Luxembourg territory in one fell swoop. As for Carter's death... I can only say sorry."

"Haha, a ruthless man." Kashena, who was hiding aside, laughed mockingly, but she didn't expect that when she turned around, Victory would take up his gun and mount his horse.

For a moment, the whole office was in chaos.

No, the whole place under the desk was in chaos.

A general's success: 55 cities captured

"charge!!!"

Under the orders of the non-commissioned officers, a large number of ragged infected people were driven to the front line. Each of them was symbolically given a tattered weapon and a red dirty cloth was wrapped around their head or arms.

Clearly, these weren't Rossiya's main force. Rather than soldiers, they were simply captured men. Rossiya's purpose in sending these cannon fodder was clear: to force Luxembourg's city defenses to counterattack.

BOOM————

The defenders on the city walls knew that the charge below was just a mob, but they still requested the city defense artillery to keep firing. Not to mention how troublesome it would be to fight these infected in person, the mere thought that there might be a few elite special forces teams among them was enough to give them a headache.

As the artillery fire continued to burst across the battlefield, the charging infected also tacitly dispersed their formation. The siege had lasted for two days, and these originally useless infected had instinctively learned how to evade the artillery fire.

After all, those who couldn't learn have all died, and maybe there isn't even much left.

Seeing the formation disperse, the city defense artillery cluster tacitly stopped firing, and the crossbowmen were allowed to scatter freely. The supervisor standing in the back saw this and hurriedly cursed and ordered the infected to regroup.

In this way, the assault regiments dispersed and reunited, the city defense artillery and crossbowmen fired alternately, and the two sides formed a strange tacit understanding on the battlefield, and this song of artillery fire ultimately left only hundreds of infected corpses.

"The city defense artillery is about to go silent." Rossia, who had seen all this, put down the telescope. He knew the war supplies in Luxembourg. After two days of squandering, the inventory in the mobile city should be running out.

"Two more rounds at most. By then, they'll have no choice but to use the mortar squads and crossbowmen." The officers nearby were also very experienced: "We still have enough captured men. If we seize the opportunity to charge them twice more this afternoon, we might even be able to save them dinner."

"Indeed, with the quality of those bastards, they are only fit to be cannon fodder. I even feel bad about supplying them with military rations." The officer's words were echoed by everyone.

Count Rossia nodded, and just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by a signalman who suddenly rushed in: "Report! The front-line troops have successfully cut off the supply point in northern Luxembourg. A caravan containing large supplies such as artillery shells and explosives has been intercepted by our army!"

"Well done!" Count Rossia's anger instantly vanished. He stroked his beard and patted the signalman's shoulder with satisfaction. "Pass my order. After the assault battalion has reorganized, have them charge again. After that, have the vanguard regiment make a tentative advance. Also, the second battalion will rest early and be responsible for a feint attack tonight. Tomorrow morning, we will storm Luxembourg!"

"Yes!"

As Rossia's order was passed down, the infected people who had just retreated were driven back to the battlefield. Under the temptation of an extra serving of meat for dinner, they rushed towards the city wall again, either actively or passively, and were once again sent to hell by the melody of artillery fire.

What these infected people didn't know was that the officers had no intention of fulfilling their promise at all. Even if these people could come back alive from the battlefield, Rossia didn't intend to keep them.

"Send a few people ahead and inform the city's nails to start tomorrow morning. By the way, it's almost time to get Carter's head back. Remember, failure is absolutely not allowed this time!

"

Meanwhile, Luxembourg was also urgently discussing the battle situation. They had witnessed Rossiya's desperate charge, but now they had no other choice but to hold on and wait for help.

Carter knew this, but he also knew that if he lost the will to resist, the decisive battle would be over before it even began. So, in order to stabilize the morale of the troops, he told everyone the trump card he held in his hand.

"Everyone, there's no need to be so gloomy. The city defense artillery's silence is only temporary. The nobles of Saint Jun Castle have already urgently shipped a batch of strategic supplies, and my brother Victoria has also led 4,000 elite troops to provide support at any time. We still have sufficient arrows, and the mortar team is ready to fire. It won't be difficult to intercept the enemy with the help of the city walls."

As expected, as soon as Carter finished speaking, the originally lifeless council room became lively, and the officers began to rack their brains, thinking about how to delay longer.

"The Governor is right. And don't forget what a despicable Count Rossia is. We're already in direct conflict with him, and it's too late to surrender. We should just hold the city and fight them to the death."

"That makes sense. We can clear out the residential areas on the edge of the city in advance. Even if we run out of ammunition and food, we can still rely on guerrilla warfare on the streets."

"Don't forget the main roads. Prepare blockages in advance. If the city gates are lost, simply block the main roads. This way, they can only capture one area at a time, and we will have enough strategic depth."

Listening to the officers talking to each other, Carter's expression became more and more relaxed, so much so that he didn't notice that an officer in the corner didn't look relaxed.

At nightfall, Rossiya's harassing troops continued their relentless actions, but after two days of hard fighting, the night watchmen had gained sufficient experience in dealing with them. Numerous searchlights were placed along the edge of the city walls, scanning the surroundings according to pre-arranged trajectories.

The night raiders launched several feints, but were all discovered by the defenders in time. The two sides held out until dawn, and the night raiders finally withdrew.

In the early morning, as the sky gradually brightened, an officer and his men arrived at the city gate. Looking at the fiercely beating defenders, a trace of cruelty flashed in the officer's eyes.

"Darius, switch defense."

"Huh? It's Garen. Why are you switching defense so early today?"

"Everyone heard the noise last night. The Governor asked us to come over early to take over."

"Okay, thank you all for your help. Oh, by the way, it's not Swain's turn today..."

Before he could finish his words, Darius' chest was pierced by a saber. Garen grinned and pulled the blade out of Darius' body.

At the same time, the soldiers who were taking over the defense also took action. The defenders who had been busy all night were completely unprepared and were quickly killed by the sudden attack of friendly forces.

"Stop rambling. Someone, open the city gates! Welcome the Earl!"

As the heavy city gates were lowered by the defenders, Luxembourg's iron wall was officially broken.

A General's Success: 56 The Battle is Coming

The strange roar that appeared in the early morning could not be hidden from the extremely nervous defenders. Many troops stationed nearby sent scouts to confirm the situation.

But when the scouts saw the corpses on the ground and the open city gate, everything was over.

Armored and armed assaulters came in groups from afar, and did not retreat even in the face of the bombardment of huge artillery. The artillerymen stationed on the high platform could only sit slumped on the edge of the city wall after pouring out all their firepower, watching the tide of soldiers pouring in from under their feet.

"Report! The main gate has been lost! Darius and his troops who were defending the city last night were killed by Garen! Now Garen and Rosia have joined forces and have taken the main gate!"

"Snapped----"

Carter slammed his palm down on the conference table, his palms reddening. "As expected of Rossiya, all these despicable tactics. Looks like the emergency measures we discussed yesterday will be used today. Come on! Pass my order! Send the mortar team to the main gate and bombard it with all their might. Make sure to slow down Rossiya's advance!"

"Yes!" The signalman quickly departed. Today was Swain's turn for the mortar squad he commanded. After the sudden change at the city gate, Swain did not withdraw his troops. Instead, he led his troops to set up an interception in the urban area near the city gate.

When Swain received the order from Carter, his troops were already prepared.

"Everyone, non-stop bombing! Even if we have to blow the city gates apart, not a single person is allowed to escape! Infantry battalion, set up nearby bunkers and checkpoints. No one approaching from the city gates will be spared. Darius's vengeance will be mine!"

The violent explosion resounded through the sky again, but this time it was not the music played by a cannon, but the melody of revenge raised by a veteran.

Leveraging the mortar squad's heavy firepower, Swain successfully blocked Rosiah's forces near the city gates. But Swain wasn't pleased. He knew his blockade could only buy time for the other forces. Rosiah's forces would eventually break through the blockade, eroding the two adjacent city walls.

Fortunately, Luxembourg's cannons were designed with the possibility of penetrating deep into enemy territory or being invaded. All of them were fixed to the city walls, unable to be moved except for slight adjustments. At least they didn't have to worry about Rossiya taking control of the city defense cannons and using them to bombard the city.

At the same time, the news of the fall of Luxembourg's gate was passed on to Victor by Kaciena, and Victor had already counted his soldiers early and was ready to rush to Luxembourg's aid at any time.

Before setting out, Victoria summoned the female assassin possessed by the black snake: "Rosia is now in your care, dear Miss Assassin. Send him some false intelligence in advance to make our raid more successful."

"I'm curious." The assassin nodded and agreed to Victoria's arrangement, but she remained where she was. "How would you have handled this battle without my help?"

"The main path won't change." Although a major battle was imminent, Victoria remained relaxed as he explained to Black Snake:

"However, the specific process won't be as smooth as it is now. I will mobilize all my soldiers to attack the rear of the Rossiya army once the city is breached. This will inevitably force all of Rossiya's troops into the city, attempting to forcibly control Luxembourg and block me from entering. Then, I can legitimately enter the city from the east or north of Luxembourg and join the fray as Carter's trump card."

"You're amazing." The assassin blinked and gradually turned into a shadow, disappearing from the spot. Instead, Kashena, standing behind her, seamlessly followed the assassin's words: "As long as Rossiya enters the city, Carter will be in great danger. If you can achieve the final victory, you will be the only nominal heir to Luxembourg. But have you ever considered what would happen if you failed?"

"I won't fail." Victoria clenched his fists. "Just like I promised you before, I will continue to conquer and climb until I can no longer see anything when I look up, until everything is beneath my feet. This is not only a promise to you, but also my eternal goal."

"Conquer everything?" Kashena smiled faintly, then bowed and left. "Then I wish you invincibility in advance."

"All troops attack!!!"

One hour.

With Swain's experienced response, his artillery battalion and vanguard battalion blocked Rossiya at the city gate for an hour.

For ordinary people, one hour may not matter, but for Carter and other troops, this one hour is their hope to persevere.

Checkpoints were set up, guerrillas were deployed, roads were sabotaged and blocked. In just one hour, all the soldiers worked together and poured all the resources at hand into the battle.

At this critical moment of life and death, no one cared how much damage Luxembourg would suffer. As long as it could stop the enemy's forces, any damage was worthwhile.