The Ocean Lord Is Unusually Powerful - Chapter 512 - Chapter 512: The Second Attack of the Kingdom of Bass,

Chapter 512: The Second Attack of the Kingdom of Bass,

The Royal First Fleet, The Opportunity Has Arrived

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“Marshal, the Wasteland Guild has successfully cornered Ji Chen on that peninsula. Meanwhile, both our allies and the Glory Lords from the Lienhardt Grand Duchy are converging in that same direction.

Your strategy is really killing two birds with one stone. Firstly, it allows us to avenge our previous loss at Feiguang City. Secondly, it draws away those troublesome Glory Lords, creating a second opportunity for us to attack Feiguang City!

And the cost is only a few gold coins and rare resources,” the Chief of Staff said flatteringly to the man in front of him.

Russell’s face showed a hint of pride. “Hmph, let those Glory Lords fight amongst themselves; that’s their limited value and purpose.”

“flow far is Feiguang City?”

“After crossing these hills, we’ll be there.”

Soon, the two hundred thousand troops of the Bass Kingdom crossed the rolling hills and saw the towering city by the sea.

Russell, sitting on his horse, couldn’t help but feel excited and ambitious.

As long as they wiped this city off the map, they would need only three days to reach the gates of Tressburg City, and the nation would be engulfed in the flames of war.

As the Marshal commanding the three armies, his prestige would reach its peak in this war of annihilation.

After a few days, many of Feiguang City’s defensive structures and fortifications had been repaired. However, the massive breach on the south side of the city wall, which was hundreds of meters wide, remained open. Only a simple slope made of broken wall bricks and soil had been piled up to a height of about ten meters at the breach. Just a few days were not enough for the garrison of Feiguang City to repair such a large breach.

High on the city walls, Sylvansai looked at the Bass Kingdom’s army that had begun to camp ten miles away, his eyes showing a trace of concern.

He hadn’t expected that just a few days later, Russell would be so relentless in launching a second attack, and the banner he raised was still the same one he personally brought.

Beside him, his trusted subordinate said, “Lord of the City, we’ve received quite a bit of support from the rear these past few days. Our forces have been replenished to fifty thousand, and our supplies are ample. We might be able to hold off the enemy.”

Sylvansai shook his head gently. Feiguang City had suffered heavy losses even with its complete walls when facing an enemy force of a hundred thousand. This time, with the enemy force reaching two hundred thousand and Feiguang City lacking the protection of complete walls, if the Bass Kingdom were to launch another bombardment like they did that day, the other side of the city wall would break again, and no matter how many troops they had, they wouldn’t be able to hold it.

“Alas, we can only take it one step at a time.”

His trusted subordinate had a look of puzzlement on his face. “It’s been several days already. Tressburg City should have received our message by now. They should also know the importance of Feiguang City. Why haven’t they sent reinforcements?”

Sylvansai wore an expression of “who can 1 ask” on his face, eventually turning it into a sigh.

Regardless, as the lord of the city, he knew he had to stand by the city, for as long as the city existed, its people had a chance.

But thoughts of Ji Chen, who disappeared without a word a few days earlier, left him with mixed emotions—hope, disappointment, and a hint of relief.

Ji Chen wasn’t originally from Lienhardt, and his earlier rescue of Feiguang City was a significant favor. Sylvansai couldn’t rely on him to swoop in and save them every time.

Lienhardt needed to be saved by its own people.

When Lord Ji Chen departed, it was for the best. With his abilities, as long as he retreated into the vast sea, not even the fleet of the Kingdom of Bas could harm him.

Meanwhile, the Ji Chen who left without notice was resisting wave after wave of enemy attacks on a peninsula fifty kilometers away, diverting a large amount of firepower away from Feiguang City.

After meeting with Zunong for a day, solo players, groups of players, and guilds from various places gradually arrived here.

However, when they saw the tens of thousands of corpses that had spread from the abandoned town into the grasslands outside, their faces couldn’t help but change.

Ravens and vultures, as numerous as dark clouds in the sky, circled overhead, eagerly watching for an opportunity to feast.

Next, their gazes turned to Zunong, who stood on the elevated terrain with a dark expression. Some of them couldn’t help but smirk with satisfaction, but beneath that, confusion also lingered in their minds.

Even the Wasteland Guild hadn’t managed to resolve the situation so far, and instead, so many people had died. Who was this player named Ji Chen?

“Brother Zunong, it seems your Wasteland Guild isn’t doing well.”

A man with a sinister face, sharp eyes, and an ominous presence walked over amidst the crowd of hundreds of players.

Although they addressed each other as brothers, it didn’t hide the gloating in his words.

Zunong glanced at him without saying anything. This man was Pando, the leader of another player guild in the Bass Kingdom, the Jungle Guild. Their guild’s strength was second only to the Wasteland Guild, and they had often clashed over territorial disputes.

Seeing that Zunong didn’t respond, Pando’s face immediately revealed a disinterested expression. He looked at the abandoned town, which was about to fall into dusk once again, and made a suggestion.

“Why don’t we, the Jungle Guild, give it a try? After all, you’ve been struggling for two days and still haven’t dealt with a small solo player.”

Zunong’s eyes flared with anger, and he stared at Pando as if provoked. After a long while, he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

“Then go ahead and try. Let’s see if you can handle this tough nut.”

Pando shrugged indifferently, watching as Zunong left in a huff, and even a trace of disdain appeared on his face.

His subordinate whispered beside him, “They sent so many people these two days and still haven’t defeated a solo player. The Wasteland Guild has really fallen..”