Summoning Poseidon: A New America

Chapter 25: Green Mist

Central Calendar 17th May, 1640

Doors of the World, Kingdom of Topa, Land Bridge between Grameus and Philades

""Fuck! There's so many of them!"" some garrison soldier yelled.

Gunshots and explosions continue to ring out. Soldiers shot and quickly loaded another paper cartridge into the breech, then shouldered and fired again. Bullets whizzed down the walls, smoke was getting so thick, the view is being badly obscured. At this point, the soldiers are firing blindly. The smell of black powder was so strong, it was almost sickening.

Below the walls, a gigantic swarm of goblins and orcs are assulting the wall. There was no way to defeat the garrison aside from a direct assault, hence they were trying to force a breach. However, with only the goblins and orcs they barely scratched the talus. The assault was going nowhere at the moment.

However, Colonel Raul knew something was wrong. There has never been a swarm so large before. This time, the monsters go as far as the eye could see. Usually only small raids occur. Large raid usually devolves into chaos and infighting. However, this swarm is united in trying to take down the walls, which is unsettling.

Colonel Raul took a quick glance from the top of a tower. Watching the elven sharpshooters pick off the goblins, hitting a near 97% hit rate was awe-inspiring. However, the swarm of monsters below look like the ocean and that is a problem.

Colonel Raul called up some major.

"Tell high command we need more troops and suppljes. We will need help if we want to thin out this massive horde," colonel Raul said. "Hurry!"

The major ran off to the manacomms room. Colonel Raul then returned to his command post to lead the garrison in defending the doors of the world.

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A couple of kilometers back, Nosgorath's camp

"My lord, we have begun probing the defenses of the Doors of the World," the red ogre reported. "So far, we have established that they have firearms. Breech-loaders, rapid-fire multiple-barreled firearms and some artillery."

"'Good, pull the swarm back, that is enough probing for now,'" the demon lord ordered. "'We will wait for the air and artillery support to arrive. Surprised some of the ancient weaponry in the hands of the Oni still works somewhat.'"

The red ogre thought a little. Something has been bugging him. He didn't dare to bring it up, but the logistics of this assault will start to become very messy if they don't win soon. With tens-of thousands of beasts under them, it would be painful if they couldn't take the wall down quickly. However, he didn't dare to question the demon lord's plan.

"'Ah, you question the logistical issues concerning the assault. You're worried about how we could supply these troops,'" the demon lord said. This was met with silence from the demon lord. "'Don't try to hide it, I can read your mind.'"

Before the red ogre could say anything else, the demon lord said: "'I am fully aware of the risks of this operation. However, you need not worry, I have a way to quickly neutralise the Topan troops.'" His face morphs into a cruel grin.

The red ogre recognizes that grin. It is the look he gives when shit is about to go down. That look practically reassured the red ogre. He now knows that they are going to be victorious.

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Not far behind the lines, Grameus continent

In the place, several crescent moon-shaped craft are being reassembled. It has a cockpit on them, but no canopy because the average Oni pilot would be too big to fit into one. The yellow ogre used manacoms to report to the demon lord regarding the situation.