Since defeating the Frost Alliance, the Apocalypse Fortress has also surrendered to Cranzia. Currently, there are about 200,000 troops stationed in the fortress, monitoring the terrifying empire in the east.
On a high tower in the fortress, a general in heavy armor overlooked the golden field below.
"Has the grain on the Golden Plains been harvested?" The general's voice was a little hoarse.
"The harvest is complete and is currently being transported back to the fortress by various convoys." The adjutant at the side flipped open the paper book in his hand. These were the data reported recently.
"Is there any new news from Cang Cui?"
"Reporting to the Lord, the first batch of Cang Cui's newly trained troops are now heading south. After arriving in the Dukedom of Pascal, they will probably need some time to rest and recuperate."
"So, they will launch an attack in the early spring of next year." The general analyzed in a deep voice.
"However, at this time, the empire had not yet fully mobilized, and many local nobles were still hindering it because the imperial conscription had reduced their available labor force..."
"No, you don't understand the emperor's character. He is not the kind of person who procrastinates. With his character, he will not wait until everything is ready before taking action... cough cough." The general shook his head, coughed a few times, turned around, and another officer beside him hurriedly handed him some water.
After he finished drinking, he moistened his throat before continuing.
"With just a small victory, the emperor would publicize it throughout the country, setting up a group of role models, inspiring the desires of the lower classes, and carrying public opinion, sweeping away the nobles who hindered conscription and launched wars."
"And many small nobles will become jealous of the huge profits gained from the war and will stop uniting and join the war. Then his goal will be achieved."
"Given the Empire's vast territory and population, it can mobilize far more soldiers and resources than we do. Once fully operational, it will become a terrifying, bloodthirsty lion. Therefore, we must be on guard."
Just as a few people were discussing, hurried footsteps were heard in the corridor beside them, coming from far away and getting closer. One could even clearly hear the sound of metal armor rubbing against each other.
"Report to Lord Sage, a letter has been delivered from Solander." An elite soldier of War Sequence 4 stood at attention and reported loudly.
"Give it to me."
"Yes!" The adjutant took the tightly wrapped letter, quickly deciphered the code on it, and then handed the translated text and the original to General Sage.
Saige looked at the paper in his hand for a long time, then handed it to the person next to him.
"Lord Pullman's letter tells us that 100,000 Falcon cavalrymen will arrive soon to reinforce the fortress's defenses."
"Will Falcon send someone over at this time?" The people present looked at each other and then started discussing.
"Six years ago, when we were at war with Frost Rose, Falcon was on the opposite side."
"Although they withdrew in time, it remains to be seen whether they are trustworthy."
"Besides, the current rulers of Falcon are still the same people from before."
"Because we took sides in a timely manner, we later had no good excuse to remove the original rulers."
"Ahem, just talk here. Don't talk nonsense outside. This goes against the teachings of the wise man." An officer pretended to cough and pointed out.
"Of course we understand this. After all, we are all compatriots from the seven countries of Xuehua, and we still have to talk about friendship." Several other generals answered, but judging from their expressions, it seemed that they felt it was a pity to miss such a good opportunity.
"The Sanctuary has recently sent quite a few people to Falcon. I heard that even the Scepter Priests from the Star Track Palace have gone there."
"What are you doing over there?" an officer asked curiously.
"Within the church, there are now many people who worship His Highness Loran Hill. Some even directly call for His Highness to be enshrined as the Seraph of the Lord's faith. And the Scepter Priest of the Star Track Palace is the leader of this group."
"He specifically collected His Highness's past sayings and compiled them into a scripture to be disseminated within the church. The Winged Tribe within the Falcon Kingdom also has numerous relics and spoken word traditions that indicate His Highness is the original angel depicted in the murals."
"If he can successfully prove that the two are the same person, and list this scripture as a recognized canon of the church, then His Highness will directly canonize it, and it will become the main belief of the church."
"In this way, all nations and races within Crancia will be highly unified. All parties will also have a common and recognized faith."
"That is, the crimson flame singer, the sage of starlight and miracles, the archangel of wind of beginning and end, His Highness Loran Hill."
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