Don't Mess with That Dragon-Chapter 706 - 94: People Are Panic-Stricken (Third Update, Please Subscribe)

"...Those Beastman armies used exceptionally powerful alchemy weapons. Every time before attacking a city, attacks comparable to Bronze Level Flame Burst Techniques would descend from the sky, precisely hitting where the army gathered. This dense bombing lasted for at least half an hour, and the city defense army suffered heavy losses before even engaging the enemy troops."

"Then, weapons dozens of times stronger than those previous alchemy weapons directly hit the city walls, producing deafening sounds. Rolling mushroom clouds of fire rose above the walls, visible from several kilometers away. The entire city wall collapsed, leaving a massive gap. The magic defense arrays on the walls were utterly destroyed without any effect. After four or five subsequent terrifying attacks of the same degree, the real assault began."

"The Beastman armies, led by alchemy steel giant beasts that spewed black smoke and moved automatically, charged forward uncontrollably, smashing through everything in their path. The remaining bow and crossbow attacks and the mages' long-range magic attacks were completely ineffective, blocked by the hideous iron armor. Meanwhile, these steel giant beasts unleashed scalding fury, equivalent to Flame Burst Techniques, spraying out at speeds beyond the naked eye, reducing the remaining bowmen and mage teams to ashes."

"The Beastman armies followed closely behind these invincible steel giant beasts, launching a charge, easily breaking through the city defenses, clearing all remaining resistance, and thus effortlessly capturing the city..."

In a certain tavern, a travel-worn minstrel was vividly describing the scene of the Dragon's Nest army laying siege to a city.

Everyone in the tavern, whether it be wandering knights, mercenaries, or adventurers, even the bartender and the tavern owner, listened intently to the account.

"Oh, my God!"

"Lord, have mercy on humanity!"

Whenever he spoke of something heart-stirring, exclamations of shock echoed around the tavern, creating an uproar.

It had been over ten days since the fall of the Three Great Dukedoms. Yet, in such a short period, that war, shocking enough to stun the world, had spread to every corner of the surrounding area.

This was the headline of headlines. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Any other news, such as a duke somewhere occupying someone's wife and daughter, some noble having an affair with a daughter-in-law, or a king making a fool of himself again,

All previous gossip that could have entertained the masses for months was crushed and overshadowed by the war news coming from the south, spreading throughout every country.

Even the remote Tanzania Duchy, a small town with seldom any interaction with the outside world, was no exception.

Three countries, not considered weak by any means, were wiped out by the Dragon's Nest army in less than half a month. The high-ranking nobles and kings of the Three Kingdoms all became prisoners, and the entire country fell and became territories controlled by the southern Beastman realm.

This was unimaginably astounding,

If it hadn't happened, anyone saying such things would be deemed the mad ramblings of a lunatic!

"...I heard there's something called a newspaper over there. It contains analyses by some great scholars, saying the war tactics of the southern Beastman realm is called 'Blitzkrieg.' It's like lightning: by the time you hear the sound, the whole process of war, from beginning to end, is complete."

The stubbly-faced minstrel animatedly narrated the hearsay, then took a gulp of cheap beer beside him, exclaiming with a click of his tongue.

"In just half a month, the Frandi, Golden Eagle, and Olan Dukedoms have already fallen. Golden Eagle Duchy is relatively new, being just a few decades old, but Frandi Duchy and Olan Duchy are true ancient countries with inheritances spanning hundreds of years. They have both been easily annihilated. Now, the bigwigs at the top are losing it."

As his words ended.

More cries of "Oh my God" and "Lord, protect us" arose, echoing around. A sense of apprehension bubbled up from within, and even the bravest mercenaries in the tavern felt a surge of fear.

Seeing the people around all looking shocked and uneasy, the minstrel felt a wave of satisfaction.

In truth, all this was just hearsay. When he first heard the news, he thought the person was crazy. But when a second and third person said the same thing, he had no choice but to believe it.

And indeed, it was true.

Now, in other parts of Tanzania, in slightly larger cities, these rumors had practically gone viral.

The impact of this war on the surrounding dukedoms was far beyond anyone's imagination. The upper echelons were conscripting armies, deploying heavy troops, and making contact with other countries. Wealthy merchants were hoarding grain and manipulating prices. Terrified citizens with connections were packing up overnight to escape to the countryside for a period.

Everywhere throughout the nation was in chaos, people were panicking, and unrest was spreading.

Only these remote towns could maintain a semblance of normalcy, using outdated news to scam a few pints of cheap ale.

"So, everyone should prepare for the future, try to work a bit more, and store a bit more grain at home. If war breaks out again, it would be impossible to survive without food amidst the chaos. Of course, it might be only a few days before the war ends, and we'll all become subjects of that Beastman realm."

The coarse alcohol rolled in his throat, prompting the minstrel to say a few more words.

"Anyway, I heard there's nothing to fear. Under the leadership of His Highness Blue Dragon in the south, that Beastman realm isn't as brutal as we thought. Life over there might even be better than here. After the last drought, some refugees fled to the southern Beastman realm. Now, hey, they've even married a Beastman woman and can brew delicious beer from what used to be a destitute home!"

When the Blue Dragon Kingdom broke through the Border Great Wall, there was once a wave of rumors spreading about the Blue Dragon Kingdom and its happenings, slowly becoming known to outsiders.

But that didn't draw much attention from the general populace.

Until the fall of the Three Great Dukedoms, the news hit like a tsunami, astounding all nearby countries. From nobles to peasants, everyone was shocked by the incredible news.

Simultaneously, because of this,

News about the Blue Dragon Realm in the south stirred waves of enthusiasm among the masses.

Against such a backdrop, stories about the earlier refugee wave and the living standards of the grassroots in the Blue Dragon Kingdom began spreading with increasing fervor.