Of course, even if this former military stronghold had long since been razed to the ground by holy light and blazing flames.
The rebuilt city rising from the ruins still had walls bristling with densely packed, metallic Mandala branches, like rows upon rows of deadly blades.
For the Great Horned Legion, which lacked siege equipment, crossing these mountains of blades and capturing Hundred Blades City was no easy task.
Thus, the Ratfolk Rebel Army besieging Hundred Blades City had not truly been ordered to "take the city at all costs."
Their real order was to "make as grand a show as possible, let the defenders within Hundred Blades City feel the pressure, and force them to send up smoke signals for reinforcements."
As the saying went, attack what the enemy must save.
This was a law of war shared by Earth and the Otherworld.
The wolf clans had already suffered several humiliating defeats in their campaign to encircle and suppress the Great Horned Legion.
Even knowing that Hundred Blades City was unlikely to fall, they could not simply stand by and watch.
For the mere fact that "Hundred Blades City was under siege" was enough to make the Jackals, Wolves, Tigers, and Leopards, who had dominated Turanze for thousands of years, lose all their majesty and face.
When the time came, the Lion and Tiger Clans, whose relationship with the wolf clans was delicate, would have even more reason to make trouble and weaken the wolves' power.
Therefore, the wolf clans' heavily armed forces would certainly rush to the rescue through the night.
As long as they dared to come.
The White Bone Battalion, which had already laid a Net of Heaven and Earth around Hundred Blades City, would naturally make these jackals and wolves understand even more deeply just