Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel - Chapter 292

Chapter 292: Razad the deliverer comes knocking 2
Razad’s army had turned this nearby town just several kilometers from the capital into a war camp site.

After the all inspiring speech he gave earlier on, it was time for the real work.

At this time, the only true power here, was him.

Even the former mayor of this town had to shut up and hide behind the safety of his home, not making a sound as Razad’s men pillaged his town for both food and the satisfying warmth of women to adorn their beds one last time before their battle.

When it came to the food part, there was truly nothing he could do, but on the aspect of women, it was different.

Most young girls easily swayed by the visual valor of these men and the empty promises of riches to come, willingly gave themselves to the soldiers to enjoy in blissful fornication.

Some of them, willingly taking more than two soldiers at a time once their ears were filled with words of marriage and gold.

Meanwhile, as Razad’s men terrible for self discipline stumbled upon beds one last time before the pull of the war curtains, Razad himself and those trusty war commanders at his side planned their assault on the capital city.

They conversed in a a wide room with a ceiling several meters high, adorned with windows just as high, formerly the mayor’s counsel room. A map of the capital city was laid out on a large table before them.

Just then, a soldier ran into the room to give a report.

“Leader Razad, Iceberg is here, and seeks an audience with you!”

Hearing that name surprised Razad.

But the soldier had barely finished giving the report when the wide doors to the room were kicked open, and a large man, much larger than Razad walked into the room.

On seeing him, Razad frowned hard.

Even his security in this place by his men was questionable.

Iceberg had a head so smooth and shiny that rumors it that cored beast Eagles had mistaking it for a stone a few times and dropped tortoise to break it’s hard shell on it a few times.

His face was shaved to be as smooth as his head.

But the rumours about his head did not mean he did not gather much respect. In fact, he garnered a lot of it. Even with the addition of his impressive muscles and an impressive pot belly.

Like Razad, he was also a man of the military.

However, he was of an older generation, only coming out of retirement because he saw an opportunity to rise to the top of power within the kingdom.

As an old veteran, Iceberg had influence no less that Razad had acquired, and considering that Razad’s men were too busy fornicating, he could have sneaked in here and gotten rid of the competition for ruler of the land in one fell swoop.

However, he did not.

The moment he entered the room, he walked up to Razad and took a respectful bow, indicating that he was willing to serve under him.

This surprised Razad a lot.

If there was anyone out there that could compete with him when it came to the amount of power and influence he had gathered, then it would be this Iceberg.

Yet, the man was more willing to become a subordinate than compete for the throne.

When Razad had asked him why, Iceberg had replied, “I am already an old man. I only seek to see a worthy leader on the throne.”

Those words had sounded very patriotic to all, and many commanders were moved by this.

This was true patriotism for one’s nation.

Naturally, Razad had opened his arms and welcomed Iceberg with an embrace.

Iceberg had a lot of men and weapons to his command.

Especially at such a time when he was about to go for a major assault, he needed as much power as he could gather.

Hearing that a person like Iceberg had gone under Razad’s rule, many other rebel leaders, competitors for the throne, but not as powerful sort Razad, also coming under his camp.

After all, if Razad became king, those that stood at his side would become nobles of high ranking positions.

By the next day, Razad’s army had more than doubled and a new plan for assaulting the central city had been drafted.

Razad looked at the map of the central city with new found confidence. Sooner than later, this city was going to be his.

The central city had four gates, each for a cardinal point.

There were, North, South, East and West gates.

However, for safety and security reasons, only two of those gates were in use.

Only two, one at each extremity; North and South gates.

The others were not only locked but well fortified with spiritual energy totems and seals.

The walls of the capital city were not to be underestimated.

They were several hundred meters high and just as thick.

So thick, that many nobles even built masions on them.

Aside that, there was also the issue of the heavy ballistic weapons on its walls.

These weapons were made to shoot out compressed spiritual energy balls.

They were much like the guns on sesseracts only smaller, more focused, and much more flexible.

Assaulting the city would truly not be easy.

Razad knew next to nothing about laying a seige on a city.

Luckily, he now had Iceberg by his side.

This bald man claimed to have lived in the capital city for a while after his retirement.

He also claimed that he had spies within the city that could help their cause.

For these men, it was good news.

After all, those within the city were still their country men.

The aim of this assault was not just to free the country, but also free those in the capital.

“My spies tell me that the armless prince and his men are weak and very few in number. I believe he had also taken the lives of the former king and the generals by trickery. This means that if we attack from two fronts, we will be able to spread their strength thin. I suggest we attack from both the north and south gates.”

Iceberg gave a proper outline of the city, and a formation for attack was drawn. The attack for certain reasons, was to happen at night.