The breaches continued pouring in, overpowering all the forces sent there to stop them! Even those who had arrived with him were only pushed back, unable to damage a single newcomer.
"WHAT IN THE ORCSHIT ARE YOU DOING?!" He screamed, realizing all the guards and the citizens stationed there had already been taken care of. Now, the only ones fighting were the new forces he sent!
How could this be?! Even if the guards were attacked, all his citizens were deployed so the breach should not be this big! The main forces should’ve at least been informed that there was already a leak before it got too big!
What trickery happened here?!
Useless!
"Block the breach!" He ordered. He glared at the citizens who were just staring, shivering from the tsunami of enemy forces coming in. "If you don’t want to get kicked out, you’d better not show me you’re not doing anything!!"
And so, while scared and reluctant, the people—especially guards and slaves—lunged towards the enemies.
They had no choice after all.
Like this, the citizens, including the old and the young, raised their weapons, even if they were shaky, to meet the enemies head-on. He yelled order after order, summoning most people to where he was.
But the enemies were strong. Their equipment was all much superior to theirs, and they had shields, and their human tanks blocked his people’s attacks. When their weapons made contact with theirs, his people’s bone weapons would be destroyed.
Even his elite guards’ Class D weapons couldn’t go through, no matter how much they tried to slice!
"How can this be?" he yelled, unable to believe such a sharp contrast.
But he didn’t feel hopeless yet, after all, he had so many elementalists! That was why they were here, wasn’t it?
[Shower them with your elements, slaves!] He ordered this, and his elementalists showered the enemies with their embers and waterballs, and wind gusts.
However, elements appeared from the enemies’ side, too, showering them instead. His eyes widened as he saw fireballs, water blades, boulders, and so on appear.
They were not just big, they were powerful as well. He saw some elementalists with levels that weren’t too far away from his own guards, but they could use a technique to push away two or three guards!
He had elementalists, but these people’s abilities weren’t to the degree that he had ever seen.
If he had seen sprinkles of powers and elements before, now it was raining elements.
"Wha—"
While the enemies were hiding behind the shields, they rained down their own barrages on him and on his people.
The quality and strength of their elements weren’t anything he had seen at the village level.
For instance, the best he had ever seen were fireballs the size of fists. These people could send fireballs the size of a child. And many of them!
He watched as boulders pushed groups away, as water washed them. It was relentless, and he realized a huge number of expert elementalists were in the enemy ranks!
A huge number wasn’t even an accurate term. At least half of them were elementalists!!


He would also be blind as to what was happening in the war. How was he supposed to predict the enemy was this strong?
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