The Conspiracy of the Elites

Chapter 417: reinforcements

Southern Sparta, Vatican City.

After their Lieutenant Colonel left them to go help other nearby cities, the soldiers of the Dragon military division and Vatican City as a general felt the pressure immediately but they still held.

Unlike Savannah City, their situation was stabilized much earlier, granting them a good foundation to fight a defensive siege battle with the Mocan army.

Due to this, they had an advantage earlier on. And also, compared to Savannah city, their 2 ace defense measures against invasion and war were on a whole other realm completely.

Though the enormous Dome Shield's energy was almost depleted already due to the relentless bombardment, it was still barely functioning but this was still more than enough help to the Vatican soldiers.

The Mocan soldiers could not infiltrate further, nor could their opponents push them to retreat further, they were stuck in a stalemate.

And besides, the Mocan soldiers were intimidated by the Lieutenant Colonel, so they didn't dare to make more complicated moves as it would only result in defeat at the end.

The Vatican soldiers tried as much as possible to hide and cover the disappearance of their ace soldier but after over an hour of not seeing him, the Mocan soldiers made a guess.

They made a bold guess, an extremely reasonable guess. "The Lieutenant Colonel was gone to help other cities who were in dire states".

As soon as he made this bold conjecture, the leader of the Mocan forces improvised immediately to confirm this. He ordered his soldiers to push wider and penetrate deeper.

Immediately, the Mocan soldiers stopped their slightly cautious and cowardly approach to the battle. They started launching wave after wave of intense attacks at Vatican City.

Their weapons pushed deeper, and their attacks became more frequent. The damage received by the Dome Shield spiked immediately, it rapidly siphoned energy from its reserves but they were being depleted rapidly.

Though the Vatican soldiers were still able to stand their ground against this crazy offensive all of a sudden, they were under immense pressure.

Doing this for 2 consecutive times and getting no response from the Lieutenant Colonel, the leader of the Mocan soldiers basically confirmed his guess.

Even bolder now, the battle entered another realm of intensity. The Mocan soldiers once again let go of all their misgivings completely, hauling all their attacks without holding back at the Dome Shield.

Just another 30 minutes later, the Dome Shield flickered before disappearing from the city as its energy reserves were finally depleted.

Vatican City was mostly exposed again. Only one last line of defense demarcated both sides, the bulwark Defense Wall.

Though the Vatican City soldiers still firmly held their defense after this, it was inevitable that the number of casualties rapidly increased.

As this happened and the Mocan soldiers tried to penetrate the city again, a strange Fighter jet that belonged to neither side suddenly sped past the battlefield.

None of the soldiers on both sides paid attention to it before, but this nonchalant attitude stopped when they suddenly saw drop cabins falling from the air like manna falling from heaven after the jet passed.

Both parties became tense, thinking that it was reinforcement for the other side. In less than 2 minutes, the drop cabins landed with force.

Boom!

The inhibitors of these metallic constructs broke the cabins from inside aggressively to announce their arrival on the battlefield, immediately revealing their identities as some king of fighters.

Every eye on the battlefield turned to them. When the uniforms of these newcomers were revealed to both sides, they were stunned.

"The Pendragon Mercenary Group!"

The mercenaries of this famous mercenary group rushed out with aggressive expressions on their faces, their direction easily showing that they were here for the blood of the Mocan soldiers.

With thousands of soldiers reinforcing one side, including 2 fearsome 3rd rank high-grade soldiers, the Mocan forces had no choice but to retreat again in a pathetic order.

This time, retreating was not as smooth to them though because Josh and King debuted in the battle with a bang.

The former penetrated the ranks of the Mocan soldiers with his sword and rifle like a hot knife cutting through butter, while the latter spread bombs to induce mushroom-like explosions around the battlefield.

In less than 5 minutes since they arrived, hundreds of Mocan soldiers perished and the number was still counting rapidly.

The situation was quickly stabilized again, and not only that, they started pushing the Mocan soldiers to retreat further.

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Boom!

Another impeccable sniper shot flawlessly killed another helicopter pilot, but this time as the helicopter span out of control, one of the soldiers was able to substitute on time.

After putting in a lot of effort, he finally stabilized the airborne war machine but before he could heave a sigh of relief, another gunshot reverberated.

Bam!

The soldier died, and this time, the helicopter finally crashed for real.

Since Clark made his debut on the Savannah battlefield, he was like a plague spreading across that could not be stopped no matter how much the Mocan soldiers tried.

They tried every tactic to stop him, but it was not an easy feat to stop a versatile 3rd rank high-grade soldier like him who was a master both in ranged and melee battle.

Whenever he activated any of his 2 battle arts, the Mocan soldiers experience true despair and helplessness.

Left with no choice, they could only retreat out of the borders of the city and go back to their sturdy base that they created beforehand to fight a siege battle.

After being forced back to the location where they originally prepared for this battle, they finally curbed Clark's threat a bit though he still wreaked havoc among them. And this also meant that they were back to square 1.

It was frustrating, but they could do nothing about it.

After staying for 3 hours, fighting relentlessly and causing a lot of losses to the originally rampaging Mocan soldiers, and making sure that the situation was stable enough, Clark finally went to rest.

He rested for 20 minutes, then he secretly left again to the next city.