A Battle That Advanced All the Way (Seeking Moon Tickets)
This was a war that was hardly worth mentioning.
Because when the outcome was completely one-sided, it could not be called a war. It could only be called a massacre.
When the dragon troops and golem legions attacked the Round Table Fortress, the fortress soldiers unleashed volleys of arrows, sending a vast barrage of arrows raining down and creating a spectacular scene of ten thousand arrows flying at once. But to the dragons and golems, those arrows were simply too feeble.
A dragon's scales could deflect every arrow.
Golems were even less affected. They were not living beings, and even when their bodies—made of rock, soil, trees, minerals, and other materials—were struck by arrows, all it could do was produce a clanging chorus of "clang, clang." Beyond that, the arrows were useless.
Even when the soldiers finally used what appeared to be enchanted arrows, weapons presumably supplied by the Holy City, and even when several Magi appeared, they remained far too fragile beneath the assault of the dragons and golems.
One had to understand that Luo Zhen had not summoned wyverns, but genuine dragons—the strongest Phantasmal Species, ones that even top-tier Servants would have to struggle to drive back. How could ordinary soldiers and Magi possibly deal with them?
The golems needed even less explanation. Because he had considered how their excessive size would make them easy targets for the enemy, Luo Zhen had not summoned the largest golems of the Top-Level Familiar rank. However, he had still summoned large golems of the High-Level Familiar rank, and they charged all the way to the fortress's main gate while withstanding the rain of arrows.
Then came the inhuman slaughter.
The dragons' breaths blasted into the fortress, sending buildings and earth flying,