Chapter 435: Chain Fortress
The city wall of the iron lock fortress is particularly high. On the flat ground between the two mountains, the Molai people used black rocks reinforced with magic to build this terrifying high wall at least forty meters high out of thin air.
In front of such an amazingly high wall, all kinds of siege equipment seem powerless, especially the terrain of the iron lock fortress is still on a slope. If the Thracians want to attack the city, they must bear arrows and throw stones. Going up the slope, it is very difficult to fix your siege equipment on the slope.
The iron lock fortress did not completely block the mountain road, and usually both sides can be used for the convoy to travel. But during the war, how dare the Thracians marched along the fortress? It was going to bear the stones and magic that fell from the head, and it was not a very short road, it was several miles!
This kind of thing is definitely not something that any intelligent creature can do. Except for the low-level undead who have no wisdom and feelings, and do not know what fear and depression are, even the most brave orc berserker army cannot bear such madness. They may be able to persevere, but by the time they walk out of this "road of death", their morale will be extremely low. At that time, as long as a few hundred people are arranged in front to stop it, the whole army will collapse.
But... no matter how strong a fortress is, it is only a fortress after all. It can hold for a day or two, maybe a year or two, and maybe even like the Norma line of defense back then, it can become the border between the two countries in the long years after that, but it can’t do anything about it. Let the Thracians retreat, there is no way to recover more than half of the country that has been occupied.
Standing on the high and wide city wall, the newly released "famous general" of the Federation, Brave Sellers, looked at the continuous Thracian barracks a few miles away, and sighed deeply.
"How can I win?" he said to himself, "No matter what you think, you can't win..."
"Why can't we win?" asked a cold voice that seemed to have no emotions.
"If the enemy only has the left and right flanks, with our Cyrus family as the vanguard, we may not be able to defeat them if we charge to the death." Brave pointed to the barracks in front of him and sighed, "But...with Pieduts there what!"
"The Duke of Pieduts? He's great?"
"When Thrace was founded, there were two famous generals, who were called 'attack like the wind, defend like a mountain', and the titles of Duke of Stormwind and Duke of Mountains came from this. , Even if we try our best, we can only shake one of the left and right flanks of Thrace, and there is no way to force them to retreat." Brave explained.
"This shows that you are not strong enough."
"Yeah, we're not strong enough!" Brave clenched his fists.
"That's why I need my help. Thanks to my patronage, my research progress has been greatly improved."
Brave laughed.
After laughing, he asked, "How many synthetic beasts did you bring this time?"
"I'm lucky, the Thracians actually changed soldiers temporarily, which gave me enough time to prepare." Even standing on the city wall, he was still dressed in a white coat, as if Aaron, who had passed through from some research institute on the earth, was still face to face. He said expressionlessly, "A total of 30,000 units of high-quality mutagen potions have been reserved. If nothing else happens, more than 24,000 synthetic beasts can be mutated."
"The success rate is over 80%?" Brave was taken aback. "Remember when you told me on the road, the success rate was only about 30%?"
"At that time, I was poor, I did few experiments, and the materials were not rich enough. Now I have enough materials, and I can do enough screening experiments, of course, the success rate is high." Aaron said, "and this time the synthetic beast It's different from what I showed you at the beginning, the physique has been strengthened, and the controllability has also improved a lot. During the actual combat test, when facing ordinary soldiers, the advantages are already quite obvious. "
Speaking of this, the corners of his mouth finally turned up slightly, and there was a little smile.
Brave looked at his smile, but couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
Unlike those animal trainers who knew nothing, as the person who invited Aaron to the door, he had a lot of chats with Aaron along the way, and he was very clear about how Aaron's mutagenic potions were researched and how they were produced. Some kind of "key material" that they need.
Abundance of materials, screening, 30,000 units of potions... Behind these numbers is something that makes this new generation of Federation generals terrified.
He swallowed and spit out the creepy things in his heart, and then asked, "When do you plan to put the synthetic beasts into actual combat?"
"It depends on the command." Aaron said nonchalantly, "I'm just a scholar, and I'm only responsible for making them. If it's not for the purpose of seeing the results of the large-scale use of synthetic beasts on the spot, see if you can find some problems. , I won't even leave Prison Island at all - what's so good about fighting? With this time, I might as well do a few more sets of experiments."
(Prison Island? It's now called "Hell Island" or "Alcatraz"!)
Brave smiled reluctantly, and then said, "Those mutagen potions... can't be used until the battle?"
"Actually, it's not impossible to use it in advance. It's just that synthetic beasts have a relatively large amount of food. Reusing them before battle can save a lot of rations." Aaron said, "They eat meat after all, so it's not good to waste them."
"How to solve the problem of military rations before the battle?" Brave asked curiously, "Even if the dead don't care about the military rations, there will always be survivors."
Aaron glanced at him: "After a battle, there is so much meat to eat on the battlefield, why worry about the rations?"
Brave was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what he meant. It was as if he had been poured from head to toe by a basin of ice water, and even the muscles of his calf shivered.
So he hurriedly turned around and went down the city wall, not daring to stay here for even one more minute.
He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he couldn't help but chop Aaron to death with a sword, or he couldn't help but vomit.
Aaron didn't pay attention to Brave's departure, and stared silently at the barracks ahead.
The Thracians came a lot, more than he expected.
This is a good thing. The first public appearance of synthetic beasts in this world requires a large enough stage and a group of supporting characters.
He is not worried about the performance of those synthetic beasts, these war machines carefully designed by him are enough to make anyone who has never played against them suffer a big loss.
At this moment, he was thinking about other issues.
(Wolf-shaped synthetic beasts have limited potential, and no matter how they are improved and improved, there will not be much progress... Sure enough, the research direction should be turned to slime-type synthetic beasts.)
(However, how do I persuade the Commonwealth to accept my opinion?)
(The ability is too great, the technology is too much, and it is also very hard work...)