Chapter 405 - 18: Madman Al (2)
This meant their physical attributes were several times that of ordinary Titan Clan People, and their defense was even stronger.
Their equipment was also special. It was forged from grav-rock mined under five or six times normal gravity. As combat gear, it naturally couldn’t be allowed to burden the soldiers wearing it.
Therefore, the armor generated a repulsive force of two to three times gravity, directed outward from within. This repulsive field not only reduced the equipment’s weight but also provided the Heavy Armor Warriors with extra protection and enhanced their attacks.
So, even though these were just melee soldiers, their tier had reached Legendary.
Of course, not just any Titan Race lord could recruit such soldiers. They needed the corresponding equipment manufacturing technology and training facilities.
This was why Brelli’s cousin was so furious. He possessed such a powerful unit and was still keeping a low profile, yet this Al was out there arrogantly conquering territories.
’What gives him the right? Just because his territory has turtle-like defenses?’
"Everyone, charge! Kill them all!"
Seeing Al’s soldiers form up, Brelli’s cousin bellowed, ordering his Heavy Armor Warriors to attack.
"CHAAARGE—"
The Heavy Armor Warriors shouted as they rushed forward.
Al’s 5,000 elite soldiers were not to be outdone. Clad in the armor of ordinary Titan Race soldiers, they charged toward the Heavy Armor Warriors.
If you ignored their height, you might mistake them for soldiers of the Titan Clan People at first glance.
However, beneath the thick armor were the Demon Race heroes from Lin Yu’s territory.
Soon, the two sides clashed. Wielding various weapons, Lin Yu’s heroes engaged the charging Titan Race Heavy Armor Warriors.
To the horror of Brelli’s cousin, the soldiers Al had brought were extraordinarily ferocious. The one leading the charge, a soldier with a metal staff, sent a Heavy Armor Warrior flying with every swing. None of them could withstand a single exchange.
The moment his Heavy Armor Warriors made contact with Lin Yu’s heroes, they were sent flying like waves crashing against rocks, creating a spray of bodies.
"No, this is impossible!"
Brelli’s cousin shouted in disbelief. He knew that for Al to be this confident, his troops must be special, but he never imagined they’d be *this* special.
Those tall soldiers were beating his Heavy Armor Warriors like a father beating his son. His own elite troops were completely powerless to fight back.
While he was still stunned, the Heroic Corps, having blocked the Heavy Armor Warriors’ charge, began to spread out, widening the front line.
This way, the Heavy Armor Warriors no longer had to crowd together to get slaughtered.
By now, the Heavy Armor Warriors also realized something was terribly wrong. The battlefield had turned into a meat grinder.
Al’s soldiers were the machine; they were the meat.
It was 5,000 heroes against 50,000 Legendary Tier Heavy Armor Warriors, yet the 50,000 soldiers were being beaten so badly it looked like *they* were the ones being surrounded by the 5,000 heroes.
"Retreat!!!"
Brelli’s cousin hastily shouted.
The Heavy Armor Warriors on the battlefield felt a wave of relief. Under the heroes’ relentless assault, they quickly adjusted their formation, focusing entirely on defense. After leaving a field of corpses behind, they made it back to Brelli’s cousin.
Gazing at the Heavy Armor Warriors, half of whom were lost in just over ten minutes, and then at Al’s soldiers, who had fewer than a hundred casualties (a handful of Excellent-tier heroes had died, but most were only wounded), Brelli’s cousin clutched his chest and cried out in anguish, "My elites!!!"
"What kind of unit is this? How are they so much stronger than my Legendary Soldiers? Are they Mythical? Or Epic?"
Al chuckled. "Heh, why should I tell you? Just tell me, do you submit or not?"
"Fine, you’re strong. But even with these High-Tier Soldiers, don’t think you can take my city so easily."
Brelli’s cousin backed down, admitting his soldiers couldn’t defeat Al’s army. However, he wasn’t willing to just hand over his territory.
"I’ll go back and get help. Then I’ll show you that you’re not the only one with strong territory defenses!"
"Haha, I’ll be waiting! You’d better prepare well. Don’t disappoint me!"
"Hmph, I won’t disappoint you!"
"I won’t see you out. Take good care of my territory for me; I’ll be back to collect it in a few days!"
...
Al watched as Brelli’s cousin retreated with his heavily damaged forces, secretly calculating his next steps.
A hero standing by Al’s side, his confidant, asked, "Director, why don’t we press our advantage? We could capture that lord and present him to the Lord."
(Although Al had now been reappointed as the territory’s lord, its residents had grown accustomed to calling him Director over the past few days. He hadn’t corrected them after his reappointment to avoid any misunderstandings.)
"We’re in a position of strength now. Let him go and ask the surrounding lords for help. Let them gather their armies so we can wipe them all out in one fell swoop."
"The Director is brilliant!"
...
「Time quickly flew by to March 1st of the third phase.」
Nearly half a month had passed since Al defeated Brelli’s cousin. During this time, Al had transformed the entire territory into a war machine.
Because a High-Gravity Farm had been built in the main territory—the World Tree Territory—its special properties allowed the crops inside to be harvested again and again. Each time a crop was harvested, new plants would grow to maturity in less than two days.
Moreover, the crops produced by these farms tasted better and were more nutritious than those grown in Als Territory.