Chapter 149: Care for a Taste of Fire Attack?

There was no help for it; who could have anticipated that this War of the Great Cities would differ so drastically from what he had imagined.

One had to bear in mind that in a one-on-one scenario, fewer than one hundred people among these Blue Star individuals possessed any combat capability.

Yet the third match required a full five thousand people—how could that possibly be enough?

"Whether it is five thousand people or ten thousand people, you must provide them. My convoy can only supply about one hundred."

Everyone looked at each other, feeling this was exceedingly inappropriate.

Since they were all wearing collars, their status ought to be equal, shouldn't it?

How could the burden of providing personnel fall entirely upon them?

Lin Mu naturally understood what they were thinking in their hearts, so he spoke up, "It is not that I wish to reduce your numbers; you need only look at your physical constitutions compared to ours to understand. Even though we possess powerful weapons, the risk of close-quarters combat remains."

In truth, this was not the most crucial factor. The most important thing was that many people here had never experienced large-scale battles.

Even if weapons were given to them, it would be useless.

Whether they could hit their targets was another issue altogether.

If you simply handed a pistol to an ordinary person, they might not even be able to hit someone standing ten meters away.

Hearing Lin Mu put it this way, it seemed to make a certain kind of sense.

"Rest assured, however. I have already had them craft your armor. I cannot guarantee it will definitely save your lives, but it will at least reduce casualties."

...

On the day of the War of the Great Cities.

"Jiang Han, your squad will come with me. The rest of you remain behind to guard the base. Make sure you wear all the equipment I issued to you."

"Yes!"

Everyone hurriedly changed into their gear, each clad in heavy armor with only a narrow slit left for their eyes.

A long sword hung from their left waist, grenades and gasoline bottles from their right, and they carried laser guns in their hands.

This was practically the standard equipment for everyone, though a small number wielded spiked clubs or shields instead.

Looking at these people, Lin Mu nodded with satisfaction. Equipped like this, he wanted to see how the opponents planned to play.

"City Lord, we are also ready."

Koloduo approached with his troops, a total of ten thousand people divided into two phalanxes.

Their armor was somewhat lighter and thinner, seeing as they were, after all, the main force.

"Once we arrive there, you are the City Lord, not me," Lin Mu said suddenly.

"But... in the War of the Great Cities, the City Lord's attire is automatically gilded. You cannot fake that," Koloduo twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Indeed. Everyone harbors such thoughts, City Lord, and even if you take off the equipment, it will not work."

Lin Mu's mouth twitched. Gold again.

Very well, it mattered not.

At this point, it was clearly impossible to turn everyone's armor gold, for the War of the Great Cities had begun.

[Please have all Great Cities prepare 10,04 participants. Teleportation will commence in 30 seconds.]

"Damn! It really is ten thousand. Did it have to be so precise?"

Thirty seconds later, the teleportation began.

On Blue Star's side, 104 people were prepared, while the native races of the Great City prepared 9,900.

Upon entering, they found themselves in a boundless, pure white space.

"Surely the War of the Great Cities won't be held here?"

A human elder shook his head. "This is merely the staging area. The participants will be teleported to the battleground."

Very well.

The first battle was an individual combat match. Lin Mu casually sent a member of the Great City's native race to participate.

They were killed outright in the second round.

Lin Mu rubbed his chin. The opponent actually possessed laser weapons as well?

"What race was that just now?"

"Just ordinary humans, but their city houses the technological Goblin race, and laser swords are their trump card. However, do not worry; their numbers are not large."

On the second day, the melee battle took place, and Lin Mu lost once again.

He did not care about this in the least. Victory or defeat depended on which city had survivors at the very end; losing the first two rounds was of no consequence.

On the third day, the team battle finally arrived. This time, Lin Mu personally led his troops onto the battlefield.

The map for this round was a grassland, with both sides stationed three kilometers apart.

"It's cavalry!"

Koloduo's expression changed drastically. Infantry fighting against cavalry—wasn't this a joke?

"Calm down. It's only a portion of them."

"But the cavalry's charge will be enough to scatter our formation."

Lin Mu waved a hand. "It's not a major issue."

In the distant camp, looking at the golden armor, the enemy forces wore excited expressions.

"Their City Lord has actually taken the field! Change the objective—kill their City Lord!"

"The Goddess of Victory favors us! As long as we kill him, the opposing side will immediately lose."

Lin Mu looked at his opponents in the distance, who seemed overly excited, and felt somewhat baffled.

"Have they taken stimulants or something?"

"I imagine it's because they saw your golden attire. After all, as long as the City Lord is slain, the city will instantly be judged defeated and disqualified."

Lin Mu's mouth twitched. "Then why didn't you tell me?"

"We tried to stop you, but you insisted on coming anyway," a female chieftain said, gently touching the collar around her neck. Who dared to say any more?

What if she ended up being killed?

Lin Mu let out a light sigh. Never mind, it no longer mattered.

"Prepare the gasoline bottles!"

As soon as the time came, the Blue Star heavy infantry stood in a single row, unhooking one-liter bottles of gasoline from their waists.

"Throw!"

The enemy knights had already charged forward, and the bottles shattered a short distance ahead of them.

"Open fire!"

Beams of laser fire struck the ground, and instantly a wall of fire rose up.

The fire wall inflicted very limited damage on the cavalry, but it proved exceptionally effective against their mounts.

Half of the several hundred cavalrymen were panicked, and their formation fell into disarray.

"The rest of you, get ready. Follow behind me and march forward."

With lasers clearing the path, the group maintained a steady pace.

Arrows flying in from the distance were all blocked by Lin Mu and his vanguard.

Any arrows falling from the sky were intercepted by the shields in the rear.

Suffice to say, unless the enemy possessed overwhelmingly powerful weaponry, they simply stood no chance against Lin Mu.

"How truly uninteresting."

Koloduo twitched the corner of his mouth. You aren't using any tactics at all, are you?

The final result was that Lin Mu secured victory with zero casualties.

For the second round, the opponents were swapped, and this time the map was a forest.

"This woodland is certainly dense enough."

Trees were everywhere, rendering cavalry virtually helpless as target practice here.

"This map tests the scouting capabilities of both sides. Whoever spots the enemy first will claim victory."

After all, the probability of failure for the side that was ambushed reached 80 percent.

"It shouldn't be that troublesome."

Lin Mu surveyed the surroundings and found that this forest stretched on endlessly, making it quite difficult to locate the enemy.

"Your weapons are all of the latest design, with enough force to cut down these massive trees. Your first task now is to chop down the trees and clear a safe zone extending twenty meters out from our formation."

For them, this map was simply perfection.

Time for some arson.

Finding the enemy piece by piece was out of the question—a massive fire to burn everything down would suffice.