The Fat God System

Hugh had to hurry back towards the army. He had to go and let the commander see that he would go back and protect the army.

Although it would be a good idea to let them deal with it by themselves, Hugh thought that it would be better to make sure that he whisk earn the respect and trust of the commander.

Hugh rushed towards the army. He brought along a horse from the soldiers and hurried there.

As he went towards the army, he heard distant explosions and earthquakes made from them. Hugh could tell that there was a huge battle going on.

He never expected that the Shark Loan company would try and attack the army at this point in time. He did not never know that the Shark Loan company had enough numbers to fight against the Shark Loan company.

Hugh looked towards the front of the army and saw that people and slowed were dying all together. Fireballs do big stature hit one of the most densest part of the army and decimated the soldier.

Hugh saw the army and knew that they were all in disarray. The army was getting attacked, but there was one thing that he could not see.

He could not see any instance of his enemies out there. There was no opposing soldier, no army, nothing. It was just empty air and fireballs and cannons appearing out of nowhere.

Hugh looked around and used his eagle eyes. Then, he saw some kind of spell all around the army that seemed to dispel the light and reflected it around them, making it look transparent.

Hugh hurried towards the center of the army, where the upper ranks would inevitably gather to try and deal with the situation.

The soldiers al around were too busy dealing with the assault that they did not notice Hugh. He quickly saw a shabby large tent where he could hear shouting all around.

As he got closer, he heard more and more arguing from the upper ranks.

"We should attack them right now!"

"We don't know where they are!"

"We should just attack anywhere! Overwhelm them with numbers!"

The upper ranks were all standing up and pointing at each other, seeming to place the blame on others. This was a crisis, and the upper ranks were not equipped to deal with such things.

"Shut up," the commander said. Immediately, the upper ranks all closed their mouth and looked at the commander.

In this dire times, they knew that they should follow the commander's orders to the tee. He was the only one capable of trying to salvage this situation.

Then, the commander looked at Hugh, who had just opened the tent and stepped inside.

"Aren't you gong to sit?" the commander asked.

Immediately, the upper ranks all looked towards Hugh. They glared at him, clearly mad at him for being in this place.

The reason why all of them argued over the course of action was because they all wanted the prestige and respect of the commander for resolving this situation.

In their mind, if they completely solved the situation by themselves, they could over turn Hugh's piston as the commander's right hand man.

Hugh saluted over to the commander and sat down on of the seats in the round table. He was at the furthest seat from the commander, a plan hatched by the upper ranks.

"What are you doing?" the commander asked. "You are my right hand man." The commander pointed over to the chair next to him, which was currently occupied by a upper rank.

The upper rank in the seat had no other choose but to stand up and let Hugh take his seat. This was a humiliation he could not endure.

He had fought teeth and nail against the other upper ranks for being in the seat next to the commander. However, Hugh just stole his seat in just a second.

After Hugh sat down, the commander put his chin in his hands and looked at all the upper ranks. In contrast to their expressions, the commander had complete composure.

Hugh could see the reason why his army respected the commander so much. Even in this dire times, he still had the composure needed to make the right decisions in a split second.

"What is our current situation?" the commander asked.

Then, a person immediately showed himself behind the commander. This was one of the personal guards of the commander.

"We have lost a thousand men already," the man said.

The upper ranks immediately went into a panic. A thousand men was a large number for them. It was not a simple thing since they knew how long they had to grow a man into a soldier.

The upper ranks immediately went into silenced whispered with each other. They were all at a panic.

"And our enemies?" the commander asked.

Then, another person appeared behind the commander. Hugh was sunrises to see the guard, and the guard was surprised to see him.

However, the guard knew that this was not the time to think about other things. He had it report his findings over of the commander.

"Our army cannot see them only because of a spell all around us," the guard said.

Everyone went into another uproar. An invisible enemy? being trapped? Everything about this battle was a nightmare to deal with.

If they were to deal with this individually, they would not panic as much. However, both fo these problems were not additive, but they were multiplicative. Meaning that it was harder to deal with together than individually.

"Commander, we should break through with our numbers," ab upper rank said.

"We cannot seem to break through," the guard said.

Immediately, everyone went into another uproar. Everyone knew the extent of powers of the commander's personal guards. If they could not break through, then no one can.

"There must be another way! No spell is invulnerable!" an upper rank said.

*BOOM*

Another explosion occurred near the tent. The tent got displaced by the air, and everyone felt the shockwave. They could immediately hear the sounds of soldiers dying.

"Calm down," the commander said.

Everyone would have gone into a craze if the commander had not said that. They were all ready to evacuate seeing that they are being pushed back.

However, the commander was able to bring the room at peace once again with only one sentence.

"Cannons are going in. That it our way out," the commander said.

Everyone gasped. They had not thought of this solution, and it seemed plausible enough. As expected of the commander, he had the wisdom to be able to deal with any situation.

"Find some men to try and attack the moment the cannons go in," the commander said.

Immediately, the upper ranks all scrambled to send in their men to do it. If they were able to successfully pull of this mission, then they would be able to gain the respect of the commander.

The soldiers were all sent into the borders of the barrier. As soon as the cannons came in, the soldiers all threw their swords into it.

Some of them were not able to time it well, and the swords all ricocheted off the barrier. However, some lucky swords were able to go in.

The soldiers rejoiced, but the cannons once again attacked the army. Their victory was far too small to be considered a victory.

"Commander, some soldiers are able to send the swords, but there was no reaction from the opposing team," a soldier reported.

The upper ranks were once again in uproar. They were losing far too much men for this kind of progress. They could not bear to lose in such a way.

"Send in the men," the commander said.

The upper ranks all gulped. If the soldiers were sent out, then it meant that some of them would be able o get though.

However, they would be trapped with the side of their opposing army. They would be killed instantly. This made the mission very risky and the morality rate would be off the roofs.

The soldiers who were unlucky enough to be assigned to this mission would be handed a death certificate. However, the upper ranks ddi not care for this.

If the commander said to do something, then they should do it without any second thoughts. So, the command was handed down.

After all this was handed out, everyone waited for the results. After a few minutes, the results were out, and it was not good news.

Out of the fifty men that were set out, only ten were able to go through the other side. And of the then men, no one was able to come out just yet.

This was a disastrous result. Those ten men that were able to go out were presumably killed by the opposing teams.

At this rate, the army would be decimated. The upper ranks had to do something, but they could not do anything else.

Everyone looked towards the commander for answers. However, they could see him in deep thought.