I Can See the World's Attributes

The shadows of the old world, the tides of the new era. Light and darkness, chaos and dawn... arise alternately in a world of machinery and witchcraft!

But what does this have to do with me, ...

Chapter 219 Imperial War

Inside the palace of the Basaran Empire.

The young King Simon was sitting in the hall, and below him were all the important officials of the country who held the title of marshal, as well as a group of ministers and dukes.

"Your Majesty, the Borg have begun to invade our northern border. They are coming with such force that we must prepare strategies to deal with them," said a marshal in gorgeous armor.

"I suggest mobilizing the Empire's most elite troops and having each of the major lords deploy their own troops to form a joint army. Otherwise, it will be difficult for us to resist the Borg's attack."

Those who could speak in the palace were either those who held heavy military power or those who held great power. Only nobles with the lowest status of duke could participate in the meeting. The other party's statement also aroused opposition from many nobles.

"Right now, all major regions are preparing war supplies and also need to maintain regional security at all times. The number of troops that can be dispatched is very small."

"How is it possible that there haven't been any wars in these years and no news of any disaster anywhere. The nobles in various regions have been developing peacefully for a long time, with their pockets full of gold coins and plenty of available people in their territories. Now we just want you to give out a part of it to support the war. Do you have something to hide when you say this?" The marshal turned his head and stared at the person who spoke.

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm just stating the actual situation. You only see the prosperity of each region and never consider the expenditure of each region. Many lords are living a tight life."

"It's just that you spend too much on a daily basis."

"Shut up, everyone!"

At the command from the platform, the noisy people on both sides suddenly fell silent.

King Simon only then raised his head

This morning, we received a series of military reports from yesterday. The Borg's first batch of 120,000 elite troops, forming the vanguard, have launched an attack on the North. Due to the fierce artillery fire and the power of airships and wizards, the outermost wall of the North was destroyed overnight, and tens of thousands of soldiers died on the battlefield.

The intelligence we received was even worse.

Not only the Borg, but even the Kate people organized a small force to avoid the border of the northeastern region. However, the country of Kate has been subservient to the Borg for many years and its national strength is not strong. Apart from certain casualties on both sides, no large area of ​​land was occupied. Moreover, the northeastern region of the Bashalan Empire is the place with the most imperial earl families, and their joint army should be able to resist for a while.

But the signal for help is probably on the way to the imperial capital.

Simon looked at the silent crowd below, and also noticed the marshal and the duke who had just been arguing.

"Now the Borg troops have broken through the northern gate. Once their armies reunite, they will soon launch a second attack on us. You are still here arguing about such a small matter. What I need is a solution, a solution to the Borg invasion." He angrily said to everyone.

In fact, there is one thing Simon didn't say, that is, some of the imperial nobles in the north, seeing that the situation was not good, actually surrendered with their families, and it was only one day.

If the enemy marches straight in, who knows how many nobles will choose not to resist like them. By then, the enemy will be at the gates.

The ministers were afraid to speak in the face of the king's anger, but Prince Philip stood up instead.

"Your Majesty, I don't think we need to worry too much."

"Hmm." Everyone fixed their eyes on the prince whom the king trusted very much.

"Finish your sentence, Philip."

"The Borg came with such force that they destroyed our northern defenses overnight. But that's because we haven't fought in years, while the Borg have been battling the Ket for years, even extending their reach westward. They've become adept at fighting. But we're not as easily subdued as the Ket. It's said that Imperial troops have already headed north, and the northern marquises and earls are actively organizing a joint defense force."

"But this won't drive away the Borg." A marshal stood up and said.

"There's no need to rush them. They will leave on their own. Winter will be here soon. As long as we fight them until winter and hold our ground, and harvest all the food nearby, the Borg will naturally retreat because it's inconvenient for them to fight in winter. Then we only need to send ambassadors to the Borg to lobby and the war will be settled." Philip said.

"You are publicly surrendering, Your Highness. Why can't we fight the Borg?"

"The Borg's combat power is beyond our ability to contend with. This is the simplest and most effective method," Philip said to the person who stood up to refute.

"Hahaha, this is the funniest surrender statement I've heard this year."

"Mr. Marshal, I want to remind you of one thing. War and destruction are sometimes a matter of decision. Would you let a young soldier fight against a brutal monster?"

"You are saying that we Bashalan people are weak." The marshal on the opposite side said dissatisfiedly.

"Only when reason triumphs over temper can our nation endure."

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"Okay," King Simon said to stop them when he saw they were about to quarrel again.

"The Borg are now coming in full force. Our intelligence has shown that they have sent out a full 500,000 elite troops this time. Even our Empire will find it difficult to deal with such a number. We cannot fight the enemy head-on on the battlefield. We must use our wits to defeat them." Although King Simon did not specify it explicitly, it was obvious that he trusted his uncle more.

"Your Majesty, we can't do this. The soldiers will lose confidence, and the people will lose hope in us."

“As long as we are alive, that is our greatest hope.”

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