Bombardment, endless bombardment, insane bombardment, relentless bombardment!
While Lette was taming the unicorns, six border cities of the First Empire were undergoing a saturation bombardment.
It lasted for an entire morning.
No warnings, no preparations, no intention of stopping!
Bombs rained down; the barrage started immediately.
Their firepower was strong, range was long, endurance was notable!
The six border cities were essentially bathed in fire, almost peeling off their skins.
As the current commander of the border, General Michael hid inside the city's safe fortress, his eyes bloodshot.
His previous plan to rescue his son Bander was directly shattered!
Their family's vital foundation, a contingent of elite private soldiers, was completely wiped out, and the two high-priced mages accompanying them were killed without even a fart left behind.
