Chapter 486: Where the Army Points (Subscribe)

If the mobilization and marching of the three marquises were procrastinating and maddeningly slow, then the actions of the three giants of the coalition were incredibly fast.

From the moment they received the letter requesting assistance, they first accepted the loyalty of the three marquises, and then passed the cabinet resolution at the fastest speed.

From conveying the order to the corresponding corps, to completing the mobilization, from drawing supplies and food, to preparing to set off...

The entire process took less than ten days, which not only fully demonstrated the efficiency of the three giants in war, but also showed their urgency.

The People's Daily of the Habsburg Empire made a series of interpretations of this, although they were all from the perspective of the empire and made ruthless satires.

However, some of what he said makes sense.

This was a blatant and naked act of robbery, a premeditated and planned looting by the feudal remnants after they found that they could not easily obtain the fruits of industry.

They attempted to quickly complete industrial accumulation and deal a blow to the empire through this plundering war.

Although they try their best to whitewash and package it, any wise person can see their evil intentions.

This is doomed to fail, just as powerful magical weapons will crush the corrupt knights with artillery fire and bullets.

It should be said that this article from the Imperial People's Daily received a lot of attention. Although it was denounced as heresy by the coalition forces,

Every action they take is in accordance with the aristocratic code.

But it still had a significant impact on those countries that were bystanders.

Especially the Tudor dynasty, the Principality of João and the like, those in power were also thinking, wondering if this kind of plunder would fall upon them?!

Of course, sometimes the public opinion front is very important.

Shocking words can liberate people's minds, and only when the mind is liberated can people seek change.

But many times, public opinion is not that important.

Because no matter how brilliant this article is, no matter how many people cheer and agree with it, the war will still come.

…

In the Kingdom of Sardinia, in the city of Bremen, flags are waving on the sea, the wind is blowing fiercely, and there are countless large warships waiting quietly.

At the harbor, there were soldiers in green uniforms. They formed long lines, one after another, and strode onto the ship in a formation like a long snake.

There was also a full orchestra performance, with drums and music playing, which made the blood boil and made the soldiers of the 39th Army of the Empire hold their heads high.

It was as if they were going to accomplish an extremely great feat, rather than a battlefield to die.

Of course, occasionally, they would glance at the people around them, with unconcealable envy and jealousy in their eyes.

It was also a warship, but it was larger and more luxurious, carrying fewer people and even having its own private rooms.

The most outrageous thing was that a small Haitian banquet was being held on the side of the ship.

The kingdom's coastal knights took off their armor, put on various luxurious clothes, and were socializing and eating and drinking.

There were also many women dressed as noble ladies, walking among the crowd, sometimes laughing and chatting, sometimes talking for a few words, attracting the attention of many knights.

The banquet was served with fresh vegetables, barbecue, soup, and desserts, and bottle after bottle of wine was opened.

Occasionally, you can see one or two mages dressed as magicians walking around. They are mages from the Palm Mage Group. They used to be very arrogant, but now they are trying hard to fit in.

At this moment, on the shore, in a hidden corner.

A beautiful woman with natural nobility and royal bearing stared at the scene with a rather unhappy expression.

On the side, a burly man in his forties with a few white hairs on his temples saw this scene and groaned inwardly.

He secretly glanced at the beautiful woman's expression, and after a long while, he composed his words before saying, "These little guys are being a little naughty. Your Majesty, I will go and reprimand them right away."

"never mind!"

The beautiful woman spoke, her voice was pleasant and resonated: "I know that these people in the Coast Knights are all strong seeds sent by major families, most of them are here to gild themselves.

If you are too strict, their family will not agree; if you are too lenient, they will become more indulgent.

Count Hoven Xavier, it's not easy for you either."

These few words nearly brought Count Hoven Xavier to tears. He lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry for my lack of ability and for disappointing you."

The beautiful woman waved her hand and said, "Whether you lack the ability or don't want to offend others, you fought for this battle and I gave you the opportunity. I only ask one thing of you."

"General Dino Lewis, he fought pretty badly in the Ottoman Empire and embarrassed me.

If you are like him in this battle, then don't come back, or the Xavier family will also fall."

Having said everything that needed to be said, the beautiful woman said no more nonsense and turned around and left.

Only the Grand Master of the Knights of the Coast, the acting commander of the newly formed 39th Division, and the commander-in-chief of the operation against Flower Territory, Count Hoven Xavier, were left there, his face turning pale and blue.

When he looked up again, he saw the knights having a barbecue party on the warship, with a fierce gleam in his eyes.

No matter what, the Xavier family cannot fail.

Therefore, Flower Territory must be destroyed!

…

Elsewhere, the same troops were pointed at a different target but with a different style.

East of the Bonaparte Empire, Coral Harbor.

This is an important port still controlled by the Bonaparte Empire. It is responsible for the transportation of a large amount of materials and troops and is a solid and reliable rear base.

The elite navy of the Bonaparte Empire is stationed and patrolling here. There are magicians constantly monitoring the underwater situation, and swift eagles soaring in the sky.

In the void, there are three magic eyes loaded with the "art of truth", which monitor the area within a radius of 100 miles in an uninterrupted manner.

It is to protect the safety of this coral harbor.

At this time, on the shore of the harbor, an old man with a big upturned beard, a slightly fat appearance, swollen eyes, and who looked like he had not had a good sleep for a long time, was muttering and giving instructions.

"General Fake Wood, I strongly recommended you, and I am very optimistic about your abilities.

I even held back on appointing the Grand Master of the Imperial Eagle Knights and instead recommended you as the commander of this war because I believed you could bring me victory."

"This is not an order, but a plea from the Bonaparte Empire. This battle is too important for us.

Only by seizing the industry and talent of Flower Territory and successfully replicating it can we reverse the downward trend on the battlefield and seize opportunities."

"However, although I have never seen Luo Yi, the illegitimate son, the most detailed information is on his desk.

I read it many, many times, and the more I read, the more I felt that this boy had extraordinary abilities.

Therefore, you must not be careless in this battle!"

"I need you to treat this enemy the same way you treat me.

Don't give him the slightest chance to fight back. If necessary, we can also join forces and compromise with the other two empires."

He seemed to be really old. He kept nagging and was very annoying, but the person who listened to his teachings did not show any impatience at all.

He was a middle-aged general wearing a neat military uniform, with thin cheeks and slightly high cheekbones.

Even when he was standing there, he was covered in the strong smell of blood and gunpowder.

His hand was always on the hilt of the sword at his waist, as if he could strike out with a powerful fighting blade at any time.

However, as strong and proud as he was, he also bowed his head in front of the swollen old man.

That's because this seemingly unremarkable old man is a powerful figure who has managed to maintain an undefeated situation despite the gap in weapons and manpower and the fact that he has lost half of his territory.

Bonaparte Empire, Marshal Joffre!

At this moment, the perspective shifted, and one could see countless warships from Sardinia lined up in an orderly manner on the sea where the sea meets the sky.

It can be seen that teams of soldiers boarded the warships like a long dragon.

In the sky, a giant eagle with a wingspan of more than ten meters soared, and from time to time it let out a long eagle cry.

Or it might swoop down, skim across the sea, and then fly into the sky, with the catch already caught in its claws.

There was also a warship where the sound of deer calls could be heard continuously. One could see sturdy rock deer, each one restlessly swinging its front hooves, making a clanging sound.

…

Norman Duchy,

Marquisate of Carlisle, Castle Grey.

This is the core place of the Marquis Carlisle's family, but at this moment, even the Marquis Carlisle was confined in one place. He could only stare at the busy mages in front of him and dared not do anything.

In front of him, there were at least six fourth-level disaster wizards, each occupying a corner. The surging magic power was overwhelming, vaguely forming a hexagram magic circle, which seemed to isolate this part of the world.

Then, there were dozens or even hundreds of magicians busy there, drawing magic circles, carving magic patterns, placing materials, and constructing outlines, and they were very busy.

They have obviously cooperated many times and have good discipline. Although it looks chaotic, there is order within the chaos.

By the time they finished their busy work, a huge crescent-shaped moon gate had appeared. The magic power of the six Scourge Mages suddenly poured in and started to work bit by bit.

Then, lines of magic patterns lit up one after another, and finally turned into a black abyss like the sea.

It was clearly a moon gate built out of thin air, but inside it was as dark as the eternal night.

Until a ripple started from the center and turned into waves that spread to the entire Moon Gate.

Then, a ferocious head covered with scales stretched out. Its eyes were red and it looked around with murderous intent.

It has a huge body, covered with gray-brown scales, and its four hooves have sharp claws, leaving cracks on the ground with every step.

And on it is a sturdy knight who looks like a king.

He was wearing a bearskin cloak without any underwear, and his bare chest revealed his strong chest and angular abdominal muscles.

His hair was as messy as grass, his eyes were defiant, and he looked around, as if looking at everyone, but completely ignoring them, despising them like dirt.

He just walked forward with the Flame Prison Komodo Beast, leaped over it, occupied a high position, and looked around, as if he was on guard against everyone.

And behind him came the powerful Knights of the Hellfire, who came out one after another; the rough Slavs, who exuded their aura unrestrainedly; and countless soldiers, holding weapons, ready to die.

After all, the Slavic Empire is too far away from the land of flowers. If it crosses all the countries of the Old World all the way to its destination, the flowers will be cold by then.

Therefore, they dispatched the most proficient Scourge Mage in magic circles to set up this large-scale long-distance teleportation magic circle.

As for why choose this gray castle?

Of course, it’s because this is the core area of ​​the Carlisle family and it’s safe enough.

However, the Slavs did not like to carry baggage when they went to war. They always robbed whatever they could get.

Therefore, the Marquisate of Carlisle suffered. As it went west, wherever it passed, everything was robbed, killed, and burned.

As for the Marquis of Carlisle's protest, it was ignored by the top leaders of the coalition forces!

However, Earl Wick was the smartest. He cleared a straight passage as quickly as possible and prepared enough food, meat and wine along the way.

He was so sensible that even the Knights of the Hellfire felt embarrassed to rob him.

And their ultimate goal is, surprisingly, Frost Moon Canyon.

At this point, the three giants of the coalition each sent out their troops, almost at the same time, and were about to land in Flower Territory.

Then I saw that the direction of the troops was like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and the air was filled with murderous intent!

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I wrote this chapter in my spare time. I wanted to finish it in the second half of last night, but I drank a bottle of Red Bull and still couldn't resist the sleepiness.

The revision was only completed just now, please forgive me!

(End of this chapter)