Chapter 1918 Traitor?

2 hours later, Kardinal Tumi and his group vigilantly landed on the sh.o.r.es. Of course, about 15 minutes before they landed, they watched several sleeping guards on the sh.o.r.es suddenly get up, stretch and look at their s.h.i.+ps in shock. And then, the guards ran away for their dear lives, probably rus.h.i.+ng to inform their superior ls of the invasion. Tsk. What will discovering their arrival 15 minutes after they dock do to save the situation? On foot shouldn't it take you hours and hours to get the news by? Tumi and many others snickered. "Tch Kardinal, I think they've become too useless after joining that so-called UN organization."

"How pathetic it's truly a shame for them to call themselves a great empire with such a disappointing display." Many people raised their shoulders even more confidently, subconsciously underestimating their enemies. Whelp, it doesn't matter if the enemy discovered them from the start or not. Why, because of the time it takes to get the news around within such an incredibly large coastal city. It should take hours for the news to properly circulate. No matter how you look at it, they should be arriving on land before all major forces arrive. So the first group of people they should have should be small fries. Although Tumi looked down even more on these Zalipnians after seeing their sleeping guards flew, he still had a look of vigilance in his eyes. Stepping down from the s.h.i.+ps in big strides, they unloaded the chariots, horses and rowed away the ma.s.sive Ballistas they were extremely proud of. Hah! After stealing the manufacturing method for making the siege weapon called the Arrow Shooter (Ballista), they have been overconfident during this past year, feeling they were on top of the world. One has to see it, to believe what this Arrow Shooter could do.

They watched the arrows destroy several targets as if cutting through fruit. Many felt their blood boiling and their bodies swelling with shock just from watching. From what they know, only Morgany, who they stole the technology from, knows of such a great thing.

Anyway, with these siege weapons, Kardinal Tumi and the others didn't think these Zalipnians would stand any chance against them Or so they thought. .

Boom!!!

A flaming stone flaming beside Tumi, instantly crus.h.i.+ng several horses and soldiers to death. What? Tumi looked at the skies that were raining with giant flaming b.a.l.l.s, and also looked at the s.p.a.ce they were now standing on. Dammit! He fell for their trap.

The enemy waited for them to move a good distance from their s.h.i.+ps and the sh.o.r.es, before launching the attack from all directions, surrounding them like crazy! Front, left, right all sides had b.a.l.l.s launching their way, all except the distraction they came from, which was the sh.o.r.es. Looking at the terrain even more, he soon discovered that this Terrain was somewhat man-made. They had kept the docks vastly open and distances from the entire city. The gap here was like a great divide, which when looking at it now, seemed like a battlefield on an inclined hill a hill that could facilitate the movements of these rolling fiery b.a.l.l.s. "Baggard! Where are the Holy Thamans??!!" "Wolololo~... Wolololo~" The Thamans with their staff, began praying and raising their staff high to control the falling stones with their 'powers' gifted by Adonis.

Some stones clashed in the air and bounced off, making some Thamans truly believe it was working. But in the end, they still fell to death after exclaiming words of anguish. "Too Many! There are too many of them. Our powers are fleeting away from overuse!!" .

Bam!!! The sounds of death echoed across the entire scene, with Tumi jumping and running around like a rat in a sewer. "Quickly, aim the Ballistas at the stones! Break them apart! Break What??!!" An arrow he was familiar with plunged into the bodies of 5 people, like barbecue on a stick. The hairs on Tumi's back now stood at attention when the blurt splattered in his face. "No.. no no! It can't beThey have Arrow shooters too?" Tumi's head slowly turned around in slow motion, looking at the mix of flaming stones and flaming giant arrows now flying through the air.

They've lost.

Tumi hated such words most in his life. Lose? Lose? When was the last time he ever lost in battle? As a mighty Warlord, he even defeated several Morgs and underwent all sorts of crazier missions. So what was different this time? How could he lose to a measly Zalipnia? More importantly, how did they get such a powerful setup, troops and supplies over in such a short time? Even if they spotted him a while back, it was unscientific that they would get everything and even had time to stay hidden and rest before they attacked. What happened to spending time on horseback delivering the message? What happened to people coming late, struggling to drag whatever weapons they had with them? Think about it? When have you ever seen people this prepared before unless they were already informed by a traitor? .

Tumi's eyes glowed with a raw hate emitting from his dilated pupils.

Yes! Yes! Yes! A traitor! There must be a traitor in their midst, a double agent, a spy who leaked not just their plans to the Zalipnians, but alsomanaged to steal Morg technology too. What annoyed Tumi was that these people who stole Morg technology, stole not just the Ballista technology Adonis was proud of, but also stole that Stone Thrower technology too. No, no, no! Stone thrower wasn't the accurate term since he also saw missiles of boiling that splatter on them too. So so can the thrower be used to throw just about anything? And what was it called? Trebuchet

If Tumi was part of the UN, he would know the right term for the siege weapon was Trebuchet. 'No, no I can't die here while the traitor lives. We must retreat and report the news fast!' They have a Stone Thrower, a mighty stone thrower. Such technology must belong to their Adonis and no one else. (*^*)