Chapter 255 Turbulence
New Victory Empire.
It only took overnight for the empire to be engulfed in the chaos of war.
Eighteen border city-states were attacked by foreign nations at the same time, and the war broke out without any warning.
The once prosperous and bustling village was engulfed in flames, and the residents all died under the iron hooves of the enemy army that was advancing at thundering speed, before they could even wait for the nearest city-state to send help.
The charred and bumpy streets were littered with corpses and bones. In order to prevent the outbreak of disease, the enemy set a huge fire without a gap before retreating, and the fire points were spread to every corner of the village.
The flames that burned the sky spread from the beginning to the end of the village, and the raging flames engulfed everything in sight. Black smoke obscured the day, and ashes were blown to the city-states farther away.
Beneath the crackling sound of burning, the army was singing the army's high-pitched hymns of praise from the Church.
"We will eventually return to the embrace of our Heavenly Father—"
"In that glorious homeland/Praise forever——"
Faster, faster to win victory for the Holy See, and use blood and merit to exchange for their rewards in heaven.
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"Crazy! This group of people are really crazy!" Wendel Victor threw the voice stone in his hand off the throne platform.
Every message and every number coming from the voice stone made him angry.
The vast marginal territory of Xinshengli today is inseparable from every battle he personally led the army to win when he was young.
But in just two short days, these borders where he once led his troops to bring victory, some fell, some struggled in the war.
None of the twenty-eight urgent reports sent by voice stone was good news.
All the ministers and guards in the hall bowed their heads in fear, and the whole place was dead silent.
This dead silence made Wendel even more irritated, "Are you all mute?!"
"His Majesty……"
"Your Majesty, although these empires have suddenly launched an attack together, this rapid momentum will never last long. The southern empires, led by the Po River Empire, are already in a state of war with other countries. Attacking us today will only accelerate their own demise!"
"Yes, Your Majesty! Such heavy losses occurred because the incident happened suddenly. The soldiers were unable to react in time and suffered a great loss, which led to the current situation."
"Once the army regroups, the situation will be reversed in an instant!"
Although the courtiers were optimistic, Wendel could not feel relaxed at all.
"Didn't you just hear those troops singing the hymns of the Church?"
"…The Church has countless believers. Although those soldiers sang the Church's hymns, they were not necessarily driven by the Church. Perhaps they were just simple believers?"
Wendel was so angry that he laughed, "You mean, it's normal for so many troops to sing church hymns instead of war songs or hometown songs during the battle?
"How foolish! Are you going to wait until Callisto leads the believers of light from all over the world to attack the New Victory Capital before you cry out "Amen"?! Then I will definitely chop off your head before they set off!"
"Your Majesty, calm down!" Another minister desperately said, "The current momentum of the Holy See is hard to resist. I'm afraid we will suffer a lot if we confront them head-on. Even if we win in the end, it will be a miserable victory.
"Instead of this, it is better to negotiate peace with the Holy See. Besides, the Holy See's real target may not be the Empire, but Viscount Lu Yi, who is also able to seal the gap and has an outstanding talent for light. As far as I know, since the death of the previous Holy Son Lant, the position of the Holy Son of the Holy See has been vacant..."
Wendel's expression eased a little, but his face was still not good. He hesitated for only half a second, then shook his head and rejected it, saying, "No, this is not a problem that can be solved by handing over Lu Yi. Even if the Holy See came for Lu Yi, it would not prevent them from taking over another piece of such a vast and rich land.
"What's more, once Lu Yi is taken away, the fall of the entire New Victory is only a matter of time."
Wendel knew better than anyone the power that Lu Yi could exert on the battlefield. He could fight against hundreds of troops alone. Without Lu Yi, the New Victory Empire would only collapse even faster.
He even boldly speculated that the Holy See chose this time to take action against Xin Shengli because Lu Yi had just fallen into a coma due to a blood riot not long ago, and it was unknown when he would wake up.
"These people are all crazy." Wendel muttered, "What on earth does Callisto want to do?"
The Holy See of Light is already in an extremely high position. As the most mainstream sect on the Isaiah continent, the power and wealth of the Holy See far exceeds that of the Human Empire. There is no need for Callisto to actually control the complex imperial city-states through war.
There must be a huge meaning behind such a unnecessary behavior.
But what is it for?
Wendell couldn't understand.
Everything happens for a reason. He had no idea what caused the current situation, so how to deal with it became an extremely difficult choice.
The new victorious empire on which the sun never sets may have quietly reached the point of life and death.
Wendel glanced at the silent courtiers in the hall, and his voice was low but powerful.
"No matter what, strike back first. The glory of the New Victory Empire must not be provoked or trampled upon!"
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The next day.
Wendel received a letter from the Holy See, strictly speaking, a letter from Pope Callisto.
Apart from the false pleasantries and the hints of hidden meanings, this letter expresses only one thing.
In the battle with the Po River Empire in the near future, if the marshal sent by the New Victory Empire is a truly honorable Klein, then perhaps this will be the last battle that the New Victory will experience.
If not - then I'm afraid that the enemy that Xin Shengli will face in the future may be the enemy with reinforcements from the Holy See.
This is a naked threat!
It was still unknown when Sairen and Lu Yi would return, so only Mrs. Klein, Astor Klein and Zorn Klein were left in the Klein family.
Zorn, who has magical talent, is not the real Klein, and the real Klein Astor is just an ordinary person without magical talent!
After reading the letter, Wendel felt a deep chill.
People don’t know that Astor Klein is Sairen’s only child. As long as Astor dies, Lu Yi will be the only heir to the huge Klein family.
Even though Sairen had already hinted to him that Lu Yi would be the final heir of the Klein family, no one could guarantee what would happen until the last moment.
That is a wealth that is simply incalculable, a treasure that even dragons would look at with awe. Would Astor really be willing to give it up? Especially after learning about Lu Yi's true life experience——
Wendel had seen too many brothers who turned against each other because of the division of family property. No matter how good and close their original relationship was, they would eventually fight each other because of conflicts of interest.
What a great opportunity!
He could easily wipe out the behemoth he feared by simply going with the flow, and as long as he acted sad, he would be blameless both on the moral and emotional high ground.
Callisto had already calculated everything. I'm afraid he had already made up his mind about his answer when he wrote this letter.
Wendell sat holding the letter all day.
In the evening, the king summoned Astor Klein, the heir to the Klein family and the eldest son of Duke Klein.
The two of them talked for a whole night.
No one knew what they talked about that night, but at dawn, Astor returned to Klein Manor, packed his luggage, and with dew on his clothes, he led his army to the Po River.
The king, standing on the castle tower, watched the winding army go away.
The dazzling golden hair is like gold, but no matter how dazzling it is, it can't be found from a distance.
Wendel retracted his gaze and said calmly, "Let's go."
This battle is worth fighting.
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The next few days seemed to be accelerated.
There were wins and losses in the battle with the Po River, with the odds roughly fifty-fifty. Although there were casualties, it was still within controllable range.
Wendel had to spend a lot of time every day dealing with war reports from all over the country, while also suppressing the restless nobles and courtiers in the court.
He seemed to have turned into a tireless spinning top, and the non-stop spinning caused obvious blue and black spots under his eyes.
But he couldn't stop.
This huge, old and heavy empire suddenly exuded a heavy atmosphere of decadence. Under the high tension, many things needed Wendel to control the direction personally.
Handling government affairs requires countless sleepless days and nights, but fainting only takes a moment.
After reading half of the war report, this tireless monarch finally fainted on his desk.
The servants thought that he had fallen into a coma due to fatigue from the past few days. It was not until the evening when they tried to wake the monarch up no matter what they did that everyone in the hall realized that their king had fallen into a coma.
Healing mages surrounded the monarch's chambers.
Finally, a shocking conclusion was reached: the newly victorious king was poisoned!
This poison was extremely rare and complex. The toxin flowed through his blood, invading his internal organs, and due to fatigue over the past few days, the toxin spread faster.
At this rate, he will surely die within a month.
Wendel, who was barely revived, felt dizzy when he heard this conclusion.
He wanted to smash the chattering wizard with the golden cup, but his weak body made him unable to exert any strength.
Wendel could only shout hoarsely: "Get lost——"
"Heal me! Heal me, no matter what!"
He was in his prime and owned such a vast and prosperous country. He was a descendant of the royal family of Victor who had brought the empire to its peak. He could not die so easily in a despicable conspiracy and come to an abrupt end in the long river of history.
His great goal of conquering the entire Isaiah continent has not yet been achieved, he cannot die now!
The royal family was in turmoil and the whole city was in panic.
The people seemed to smell a sense of unease. Even though the royal city was under martial law, there were always people who took risks to find ways to escape.
Although the flames of war have not yet reached the capital, the people have already been thrown into chaos.
Countless doctors searched through books and materials day and night, and mountains of precious medicinal materials and medicines were continuously sent into the inner hall.
In just one day, Wendel's cheekbones became sunken and he became terribly thin, his golden hair lost its luster, and his blue eyes were covered with gray.
Wendel could feel his life force slipping away at an accelerated rate. His throat was often filled with the fishy-sweet smell of blood, and the elemental forces that he had originally been able to mobilize were moving away from him, and his magic power was also dissipating.
Perhaps before the New Victory Empire falls, he will die on this cold bed.
What's worse is that the war situation, which had been somewhat stable, fell into crisis again.
Latest battle report.
In the Battle of the Po River, coach Astor Clyne was trapped, ambushed on both sides and in a dilemma, and he was afraid that he would be unable to turn the situation around.
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