Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 872 - 557 Treant Brigade Lays Siege_2

Chapter 872: Chapter 557 Treant Brigade Lays Siege_2

"I’m returning your swords. Next, adjust your status and prepare for the great battle," Gaven handed the Serpent Hilt Curved Swords back to the Six-armed Serpent Demon. The next time he summoned her would surely be in the most critical moment, where he might not have the chance to return her weapons. By that time, his role would likely be to lead troops in support and to intervene at the very end.

The Six-armed Serpent Demon took her twin swords with a snort as her figure began to fade; her summoning time was up.

Gaven, carrying the Efanso Map, ran straight to the north. After only eight hundred meters, he ducked into another warehouse, packed with fully armed people.

Katherine, Veranika, Kellysha, Regina, Darnell, August, Aidan, and others—the Conqueror Army had deployed its elite forces. Though their numbers were less than a hundred, the combative power they could unleash could easily overthrow thousands from the Regular Army, as effortless as drinking cool water.

This was the ambush force ready to support Gaven. Had there been a battle on his side, they would have reached the battlefield within seconds.

"Conspiracy inevitably leads to being calculated against, but in the end, it comes down to the strength of both parties," Katherine was the first to speak, "Whether or not to enter the fray depends on your confidence, even if this turns out to be a trap, confidence that we have the ability to break free."

After Gaven returned, they did not ask about the meeting because they had witnessed the entire process, thanks to Regina’s true Phantom projections.

"We’ll proceed as if we’re walking into a trap intended to lure our elites," Veranika analyzed. "They mainly rely on two methods: one is like the previous Troll Army that sacrificed innocent souls to summon reinforcements from Hell, a time-consuming and flawed approach because the strength of the summoned Devils is uncertain. If the Portal is destroyed, the summoning can be terminated.

The other method would be utilizing their most proficient plague virus to massively infect and transform our elite troops. If that’s the strategy, we actually have a decisive advantage—they’re unaware that we’ve found a way to neutralize the deadly toxin."

This time, Gaven showed no interest in delving further into the discussion. He waved his hand and said, "We’ve spent enough time and effort on this matter, and we’ve ascertained the basics of our opponents. Now, it’s all about tactical application. I’m curious to see whether I’ll be a foot taller in strategy or if they’ll be a head higher in cunning.

Have Susie bring over a hundred elite Gnolls from the Pitfall Brigade with utmost speed to clear out the old warehouse, and let’s see if it really leads straight to the underground of Efanso.

Conqueror Army, break camp and march towards Efanso."

"As you command," everyone responded in unison.

Whether versed in warfare or not, all knew that battles of espionage, conspiracy, and elite targeting are merely supportive measures. The Conqueror Army had to be mobilized; Efanso had to be besieged.

Previously in a semi-encamped state, with horses unloaded but cargo kept on, the Conqueror Army would need over an hour to mobilize. Now, in a fully encamped state, they would require at least a full day to prepare.

With the Conqueror Army in an everyone-is-an-enemy environment, Gaven and his forces dared not split their troops but approached in the mode of a full caravan.

They had already calculated that Efanso did not have the advantage in troop numbers. Relying on the city walls and Mystlock Locks, their forces were stretched thin, let alone launching an offense.

"They’re moving, they’re moving, the Conqueror Army is moving."

"The battle begins, the battle begins, the Conqueror Army officially goes to war with Efanso."

"The Conqueror Army encircles Efanso."

As soon as the Conqueror Army mobilized, news spread at top speed to all major cities in Efanso, countless eyes watching their every move.

Naturally, Gaven would not initiate a siege on Efanso using ants, but instead pushed out the Tower War Chariots and flank carts, forming a huge caravan that slowly inched closer towards their city walls. Efanso was only a small town with walls not very high, about six or seven meters tall, barely higher than the four-and-a-half-meter Tower War Chariots.

These Tower War Chariots served as ready-made siege towers. An ordinary adult standing on top could easily leap into Efanso, not to mention the towering Hobgoblin Giants.

"Ballista Carts, ready, fire!"

"Catapults, ready, fire!"

Buzz!

That was the whistling of the duck-egg-thick, two-meter-long Cart Crossbow Arrows.

Whoosh!

That was the sound of twenty to thirty-kilogram boulders tearing through the air.

The sight of hundreds of Ballista Carts and Catapults firing simultaneously was heart-stopping, stirring up a great cloud of dust outside the walls of Efanso.

But it did not harm anyone or anything since the Conqueror Army’s caravan formation was not within firing range, at least a hundred meters away.

Efanso was merely issuing a deterrent, warning the Conqueror Army not to come any closer, or else even their Tower War Chariots would not withstand the bombardment of these war machines.

"Treant Brigade, attack," Gaven commanded with a wave of his hand.

With a surge of rousing horn sounds, more than forty giant figures lumbered forth from the Conqueror Army’s ranks.

The Conqueror Army’s Transcendent Brigade was not originally two corps, but three.

These Treants, each possessing at least ten Life Dice, were undeniably transcendent. Having consistently been used by the Conqueror Army as beasts of burden, for pulling wagons and loading cargo, their potential for wartime use had been overlooked.