Chapter 703 Lanqi's War
The first day of September in the solar calendar year 1798.
From this day on, the whole world changed a lot.
War has come to the southern continent.
In recent years, the overlord of the southern continent, the Kreming Empire, which had been planning for a long time and was ready to make a move, launched an all-out war.
The Krewe Empire's well-equipped troops, advanced imperial magic engineering, and terrifying imperial military gods quickly swept across the borders of the kingdoms of the southern continent with overwhelming force.
At the same time, the cardinals of the southern continent where the Resurrection Church is located also joined the camp of the Krewe Empire. In addition, several large neutral forces outside the Krewe Empire and the Kingdom Federation also chose to help Krewe invade the kingdoms.
The Kingdom of Canberra, the western hub where the headquarters of the United Parliament of the Kingdom is located, is the primary target of attack by the Cremorne Empire. However, as the kingdom with the strongest comprehensive national strength among the member states of the United Parliament of the Kingdom, it is also the most difficult strategic location to capture.
On the contrary, the wars that broke out in the central plain countries, which were easy to attack but difficult to defend, were the most intense.
The mountainous and coastal eastern region was the third front.
The north coast area has not been attacked by the Krewe Empire yet, but according to the trend, the Krewe Empire fleet may attack at any time and try to cut off the supply and sea transportation of the three major fronts from the rear.
Even so, even in the relatively remote eastern regions, tens of thousands of people died in less than 24 hours.
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The eastern region of the southern continent, the westernmost side.
The border of the Kingdom of Alolan, the Zeld Highlands.
The terrain here is dangerous, with mountains and canyons.
The Zelder Highlands are bordered by cliffs to the east, dense jungles to the west, and narrow valley passages to the north and south. It has always been an important barrier for the Kingdom of Alolan, guarding the throat leading to the hinterland.
Wars have occurred since ancient times, and countless martyrs of the Kingdom of Alolan have sacrificed their lives and shed their blood to defend their homeland.
Faced with the huge military machine of the Kremer Empire, the Zelde Highlands unsurprisingly became the front-line battlefield.
The smoke-filled Zelder Highlands was like a purgatory on earth. The once lush ancient trees were shattered by the magic cannons, the broken branches were charred, and the bark was still riddled with bullet marks.
The lush grass was trampled to pieces, the green grass leaves were now a horrible sight, and the soil was dyed a terrifying dark red by the blood.
Torn armor and broken magical weapons were scattered all over the ground. The gloomy sky was hanging low as if it would collapse at any time. The dark clouds blocked out the only remaining ray of light. Everything on the battlefield was lost, and darkness enveloped the whole area.
The shadow of death was everywhere. From time to time, sounds of fighting and wailing could be heard from all over the battlefield, echoing in the mountains, deafening and tearing at everyone's nerves.
In this hell on earth, the soldiers of the Kingdom of Alolan fought bloody battles and built the first line of defense with their flesh and blood.
The ones defending the Zelder Plateau are none other than the Urn Star Table Corps, the most elite force on the western border of the Kingdom of Alolan.
The warriors of the Urn Star Table Legion are all elites who have stood out from thousands of troops. They have been through hundreds of battles and are rich in combat experience. The commander of the legion, General Leonard, is the strongest man on the border and is known as the "Reincarnation of the God of War". He has also trained Juliana, the strongest man in the current Alolan Kingdom. He has a burly figure, a sharp gaze, and a lion-like mane that makes him look even more majestic.
"God of fighting and war, I will swear to do what you say!"
Lieutenant General Kotel is a famous swordsman. He can draw his sword so fast that ordinary people cannot see it clearly. The sword light only leaves a residual shadow in the air.
“Don’t get tired or lazy, just work hard!”
The soldiers of the Urn Star Table Legion are all brave and good at fighting. Their silver armor shines brightly in the sun, like gods descending from heaven.
After days of bloody battles, the Urn Star Table Legion finally repelled the first wave of fierce attacks from the Krelian Empire!
The exhausted soldiers were cheered up and their morale was boosted again.
General Leonard stood on a high ground, looking at the devastated battlefield below and the faces of the soldiers who had survived the disaster. His loud voice resounded throughout the battlefield:
"Brave warriors, you are all true heroes! You are not afraid of powerful enemies and defend your homeland with your blood and lives! I am extremely proud of your bravery! Let those beasts of Kremlin see what the Alolan Iron Cavalry is! Today, you are all the masters of Zelder Highlands!"
The soldiers shouted in unison, rubbing their hands, eager to try, and full of murderous intent.
"As expected of General Leonard, the teacher of the Immortal Sword Saint Juliana."
"When Big Sister Juliana returns to Alolan from the Kingdom of Hutton, it will be time for us to strike back!"
"I haven't seen her for several years. I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to fight alongside her again. Just thinking about it makes my blood boil!"
Thousands of eyes were burning with fighting spirit, waiting for the Krelian army to attack again so that they could experience the power of the indestructible Alolan cavalry.
The pride of their legion was Juliana, who had left the border legion and gone to the royal capital. She had even surpassed General Leonard a few years ago and successfully advanced to the eighth rank.
Just when the soldiers were full of confidence, they suddenly began to look at each other in confusion.
Can't tell what the problem is.
"What's wrong?"
When Lieutenant General Kotel asked this question, he realized the problem.
He couldn't hear anyone else.
General Leonard had his hand on the hilt of the sword by now.
Unusually quiet.
It's too quiet.
Even the howling wind seemed to have stopped, the birds and beasts were all silent, and there was an eerie silence.
An inexplicable fear gripped everyone's mind, it was a trembling from the depths of the soul.
General Leonard was the first to notice something was wrong, and his intuition from years of fighting told him that something was wrong.
"Cottle, come to me! Everyone else, line up where you are, beware of attacks! Stay alert and be ready to meet the enemy at any time!"
He subconsciously tightened his grip on the weapon in his hand, his bronze face tense, and he shouted in a low voice.
Just by looking at his lip movements, Kottle immediately came to the commander's side, his sword already unsheathed, the blade emitting a cold light.
The Urn Star Table Legion quickly formed a battle array, with densely packed swords standing like a wheat field, forming a linked sword formation that surrounded the battlefield.
Everyone's nerves were stretched to the limit, every muscle was tense, they glanced around vigilantly, gripped their weapons tightly, and were ready to deal with the appearance of a powerful enemy at any time.
However, to their horror, the expected attack did not come.
On the contrary, the fog began to spread silently on the battlefield, covering the entire Zelde Highlands. The ground under the soldiers' feet became soft and sticky, like stepping on a puddle of mud.
"The environment...has changed?"
They looked around in disbelief.
It was as if they were no longer on Zelder Heights in an instant.
Before they could really panic.
Even the dark sky seemed to be distorted and deformed, turning into a ferocious mouth with bared fangs and claws, or like the face of a god, ready to devour everyone.
They looked up in surprise.
Compared to that giant face in the sky, I am as small as a sesame seed.
Is this really something that can be done with magic? In other words, if someone can control the entire sky, is he a human or a god? This is beyond their cognition.
Before the soldiers could react, the fog engulfed everything like a tide.
Leonard only felt the scene before his eyes change, and he seemed to be thrown into another strange and unpredictable world.
All around them was an endless expanse of desolation and deathly silence. The sky and earth were covered in a gray haze, like a deep ocean. Everything had lost its color, leaving only a dead atmosphere that almost suffocated them.
"This is an illusion! Everyone, don't be fooled, concentrate!"
General Leonard shouted, trying to awaken his comrades' minds.
Unfortunately, it was too late. Even though he felt the severe pain by hurting himself and concentrated his mind to get rid of the illusion, the other legion members were already deeply trapped in the illusion. The soldiers stood there like puppets, covering their throats, and slowly lost their breath in fear.
Only Adjutant Cottle managed to break free from the illusion.
At the same time, an invisible force enveloped the battlefield.
Leonard and Cottle felt suffocated and their movements were hindered in an instant, as if a heavy burden was weighing on their shoulders, making it difficult for them to move.
They all thought of the same terrifying possibility.
"Teacher Leonard! Don't worry about me, just run as fast as you can! I'll help you stop him!"
Adjutant Cottle gnashed his teeth, veins bulging, and tried frantically to break free from the invisible shackles.
However, as a seasoned swordsman, he tried his best to resist, but gradually he became powerless. The sword seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and he could no longer swing it.
Just as Leonard and Cottle were fighting desperately, a tall black shadow slowly walked out of the fog.
He was dressed in a jet-black robe and held a mechanical agate staff in his hand. His handsome face and cold and indifferent eyes could be vaguely seen under the drifting mist, yet they also flashed with arrogance that looked down on everyone.
The magical fluctuations he emitted alone made Cottle stop struggling and tremble.
"The third military god, Geyat, the throne of sardonyx..."
Leonard recognized the enemy at a glance, and his voice trembled with desolate despair.
Compared to his adjutant Kottle, he was more able to recognize the gap between himself and the enemy.
He even couldn't help but feel fortunate that his disciple Juliana was not here.
Because even if Juliana was there, she would not be a match for Geyat.
Geyat did not respond. He just raised his hand and pointed lightly. Leonard and Cottle seemed to be strangled by invisible big hands, blocking their ability to move, and they knelt down involuntarily.
The two men were like puppets with their strings cut, no longer able to resist, blood gushing out of their mouths.
A few minutes later.
When the fog cleared from the Zelder Plateau, all that was left was corpses strewn across the ground.
No one in the Urn Star Table Legion was spared, and even the remaining communication magic equipment on the ground continued to ring. The command center in the rear kept asking about the situation at the front, but never received any response.
…
Halgengard Fortress, on the southwestern border of the Kingdom of Person.
This ancient fortress stands tall, with its back against the mountains and facing the vast plains, guarding the border city-states behind it.
The Halgengard Fortress is surrounded by mountains on three sides, with only a narrow valley passage on the south side. The central army of the Persen Kingdom is also stationed there, and it is the first line of defense on the southeastern border of the Persen Kingdom.
The smoke-filled Halgengard Fortress was littered with broken walls and ruins. The thick stone walls were riddled with holes from being blasted by magical equipment, and the rubble rolled down, stirring up clouds of dust.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and blood. The ground inside and outside the fortress was littered with broken limbs and corpses. The blood dyed the soil red, forming a smelly pool of blood.
Huge black crows were circling and howling, the sky was so crimson and dark that it seemed to be pressing down on the city, and at sunset it seemed as if even the heaven and earth were weeping.
Sounds of fighting, wailing and explosions were heard from inside and outside the city from time to time, echoing in the valley for a long time, tearing at the nerves of every soldier.
In this hell, the soldiers of the Person Kingdom built the last barrier with their flesh and blood.
It was the central army of the Person Kingdom that was defending the Halgengard Fortress.
Seven days ago, when the Kreming Empire launched an attack, in order to resist the invasion of the Kreming Empire, the Person Kingdom did not mobilize the more critical garrison troops in the south, but instead sent the Central Army to form a coalition with the garrison on the southwestern border.
This force was called the "Persen Iron Cavalry", and the first and fifth legions of the Persen Iron Cavalry were stationed at the Halgengard Fortress.
Giovanni, the general of the First Legion, was known as the "Tiger of the Battlefield". He was handsome, had a gaze as sharp as lightning, and a voice as loud as a bell.
General Giovanni was a brave and skilled warrior who led many charges on the battlefield and was invincible.
Lord Roland, commander of the Fifth Legion, was equally brave and fearless.
He is old, with white hair and has experienced many battles, but he is still energetic, and his battle-hardened face is full of vicissitudes of life.
Every member of the Person Iron Cavalry is a fierce general. The armor of the soldiers flashes cold light in the smoke, and their black cloaks flutter in the wind.
The Persen King's emblem on their chests was particularly eye-catching under the reflection of the artillery fire. Although the Halgengard Fortress was already in ruins, the Persen Iron Cavalry soldiers were still full of fighting spirit.
They held their spears high and lined up in neat rows on the ruined city wall, their resolute faces filled with determination to face death.
Once the fortress of Halgengard is lost, the towns to the rear will be slaughtered and looted, and it will be difficult to retake this important place.
They need to hold out until reinforcements arrive from Aquitan's troops on the southern border.
The two commanders, General Giovanni and Lord Roland, charged into the surging Cremonese army, their bodies soaked in blood.
At level seven, they are invincible on the battlefield.
Despite being besieged by many level six warriors, he was still able to fight his way out.
"Brave Persian warriors!"
General Giovanni shouted, his voice resounding through the air.
"The invaders from Cremorne are right before our eyes! But I want to show them what a Persian lion is! What it means to fight to the death without surrender! Let them have a taste of our power!"
“Never retreat!”
The soldiers responded in unison, and their loud shouts shook the earth and echoed over the sky of Halgengard.
Cremorne's artillery fire became more and more intense, and the city walls were crumbling, but the momentum of Person's cavalry only increased.
They believed from the bottom of their hearts that as long as the Halgengard Fortress stood, they could protect the people of Persen to the end.
The army of the Kreming Empire surged in like a tide, a dark mass that shook the earth.
Spears pierced the enemy's chest, sharp blades cut off the enemy's head, magical artillery sounded from time to time, corpses were scattered all over the battlefield, and the Person warriors vowed to live and die with the city and never retreat.
They understand that behind them is their homeland and the fate of countless people.
Even if they have to fight to the last drop of their blood, they will fight to protect their homeland until the last moment of their lives.
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Just as the Person Cavalry was resisting step by step, all the soldiers felt an inexplicable pressure, as if an invisible hand was strangling their throats, gradually slowing down their movements.
The color of the sky deepened again, turning into an ominous crimson, and thick dark clouds rolled and surged like blood.
The earth began to tremble, countless cracks appeared on the ground, and blood oozed out from the cracks.
The Person warriors looked at each other and instinctively sensed danger.
"Oh no! It's a strong man from Krei-ling!"
Lord Roland's face changed drastically and his voice trembled slightly.
As an experienced veteran, he immediately realized that something was wrong.
General Giovanni clenched his sword, gritted his teeth, and trembled all over, but he was powerless to reverse the situation.
At this moment, a blood-red comet suddenly streaked across the sky.
The comet had a long tail, like the fangs of a vicious dog, tearing the sky apart.
A terrifying aura enveloped the battlefield, and everyone felt their souls trembling.
In this suffocating atmosphere, a figure fell from the sky and landed on the wall of Halgengard.
The visitor was wearing dark red heavy armor, his cloak was blood red, and he was arrogant and unruly.
His short black hair was flying like flames, his eyes were blood red, his gaze was sharp and frightening, and a wave of hot air was swirling around him, and the air was distorted.
The earth was suppressed by his momentum and the air was burning.
All the soldiers around, whether from the Kreming Empire or the Person Kingdom, stopped moving.
"The seventh military god of the Kreihe Empire, Philip, the Blood Jade Seat."
Giovanni uttered this terrifying name with difficulty, his face ashen.
According to rumors, Philip was the most war-loving of all the Cretan war gods, and he might have been looking forward to this war for a long time.
Philip gave a cruel smile and raised his right hand. Scarlet cracks gradually appeared on the ground and the flames expanded rapidly, becoming as hot as the sun in the blink of an eye.
"The Border Lord of Aquidans is not here, so who else can stop me?"
Philip laughed up to the sky, with a hint of disappointment,
"Is it you, or you?"
Before he finished his words, hundreds of pillars of fire tens of meters wide rose up from under Halgengard like a punishment from heaven, reaching from sky to earth.
Countless soldiers were melted along with the ruins, and screams were heard everywhere.
Philip moved forward, and wherever he passed, the warriors of Person's cavalry were like paper dolls in front of him and were easily melted away.
"brute!"
General Giovanni roared and raised his sword to strike Philip.
But before his sword touched Philip, it was blown away by an invisible force, pierced diagonally into the ground, and broke with a loud bang.
Before Giovanni could react, Philip's fist had pierced his chest and blood gushed out like a fountain.
"You haven't seen enough."
Philip unclenched his bloody fist and let Giovanni's body fall to the ground.
The seventh-level Lord Roland also failed to stop Philip for long before he also turned into a pool of blood, with even his bones completely dissolved.
A few minutes later.
The Halgengard fortress was suddenly breached, and the civilians in the city of Halgengard in the rear fell into panic in the face of the sudden disaster.
"Mom, don't!"
“Someone can save us!”
"Don't kill her!"
There were cries and wails everywhere, and people were running in all directions, but had nowhere to go.
Fear enveloped everyone's heart. The city turned into a sea of fire. The raging flames devoured everything. The streets and alleys were littered with corpses, blood flowed like a river, and the whole city was devastated.
Cremorne's cavalry then charged into the city like wolves and tigers. They slaughtered not only Person's defenders, but also unarmed civilians. In the swordplay, no one was spared, including the elderly, the weak, women and children.
Among the countless dead and wounded bodies, only Philip stood proudly, his body covered in blood. He looked around at the tragic scene and laughed with enjoyment. The laughter was creepy and echoed in the sky above Halgengard for a long time.
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Kingdom of Hutton, western border, Silva Forest.
This dense primeval forest is like an endless maze, with towering trees blocking out the sun, entangled vines, and overgrown bushes.
The terrain of the Silva Forest is complex, and neither the army of the Cretan Empire nor the troops of the Hutton Kingdom are willing to go deep into it.
But correspondingly, this place also became a secret passage that could go around behind the enemy's line.
An elite squad of the Hutton Kingdom's special assassination force, they were marching through the forest like ghosts, waiting for an opportunity to launch a surprise attack on the headquarters of the 32nd Army of the Kreming Empire tonight.
As night fell, the Silva Forest was shrouded in darkness.
The towering trees cast eerie shadows, like a ferocious demon; their branches and leaves rustled in the wind, and the air was filled with a damp smell.
The ground was covered with rotting leaves and dead branches, which crunched with every step.
The night was like solidified ink; even the moonlight could not penetrate the darkness.
Flashing through the Silva Forest was the Shadow Blade Squad of the 7th Special Operations Brigade of the Hutton Kingdom, consisting of six elites.
They belong to the inner organization of the royal family of the Kingdom of Hutton, and are composed of top assassins who cannot be put on the table under normal circumstances.
The leader of the Shadow Blade Squad is a seventh-level assassin with a slender figure and moves like the wind.
Captain Reno's eyes are as sharp as an eagle's, and he can see clearly in the dark. He is good at preparing various strange poisons, and a poisoned silver needle can take a person's life.
Each member of the Shadow Blade team has his or her own skills, and can complement and help each other, carrying out perfect teamwork. They come and go like ghosts and never fail.
This time, they were ordered to launch a "decapitation operation" against the Kremlin Empire's troops stationed outside the Silva Forest.
Reno led the team members forward into the forest.
"The target this time is the commander and chief of staff of the 32nd Army of the Kremlin, an old man."
Reno said calmly, "As long as I can get within thirty meters of him, he will be dead, but the difficulty lies in retreating."
"I'll help you create an escape route."
Deputy Captain Catherine added softly that judging from his temperament, he doesn't look like an assassin at all.
"It's time to make achievements. Normally, we can only carry out some purge work and anti-assassination security work. Now this war has set off a turmoil in the southern continent. As long as the Kingdom Federation can win, we may not have to live a shady life anymore. We can get a chance to retire, and it is not impossible to even be promoted to an official position and become famous."
"After we retire, we will each go our separate ways?"
"No, we are a family that grew up together. I will go to a small village and build a house, and wait for you to come back anytime."
This mission was just a routine for them.
But every subsequent mission may be the most important one.
Just as the Shadow Blade Squad was marching and chatting, the wind suddenly howled in the Silva Forest.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Reno keenly sensed that something was wrong. As an experienced assassin, his intuition told him that danger was approaching.
He suddenly pulled out the dagger, scanned the surroundings with his eyes like a hawk, and shouted in a low voice.
"Be careful, there are enemies approaching."
The other team members also went on alert and gripped their weapons tightly.
Catherine narrowed her eyes slightly, and the Shadow Blade Squad was facing a formidable enemy, but they could not see any trace of the enemy.
There is obviously a problem.
But as assassins, they couldn't find any trace of each other.
Until a faint scent of sandalwood wafted from somewhere, which was incompatible with the humidity in the forest.
At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded behind the Shadow Blade Squad.
"There's no need to be so nervous. I have no hostility."
Everyone turned around suddenly.
They never dreamed that they, the top-notch assassins, would be approached without anyone noticing.
What was even more frightening was that although the person who spoke had a gentle tone, it made everyone feel a chill running down their spine, as if ice water was being poured into their bones.
A young man in a white robe embroidered with intricate and gorgeous patterns was standing beside them.
He has short light blond hair and a clear face.
But what makes people most frightened is his silver eyes that seem to be able to see through people's hearts.
This man exudes an otherworldly aura, which is in stark contrast to the gloomy Silva Forest.
"Who are you……?!"
Reno's face changed drastically, but he didn't dare to attack rashly.
Because the other party took the initiative to get so close to him, he didn't feel the possibility of assassinating the other party at all.
"The eleventh military god of the Kreihe Empire, Simonlo of the Emerald Throne."
The man with light blond hair and white robes answered.
"Look at how beautiful the moon is tonight. It's not a good time to fight and kill."
Simon Luo smiled and said, his tone was as gentle as a sigh, "What do you think?"
“…”
No one dared to answer.
The air froze, and only the rapid breathing of the Shadow Blade team members could be heard.
They were all waiting for Reno's order.
"If we want to leave, will you let us go?"
Reno said in a deep voice.
"Of course not."
Simonlo answered as a matter of course,
"I definitely cannot let you endanger the Kremer Empire. Capturing you is inevitable."
"Get started!"
Reno shouted sternly the moment he heard it.
It is better to fight to the death with the enemy than to be captured by the enemy!
Before he finished speaking, Reno had already thrown the dagger in his hand, heading straight for Simonro's throat.
There was a flash of silver light, and the dagger hit the target accurately.
At such a close distance, Simonro didn't dodge completely.
or.
He didn't even try to hide.
After the dagger pierced Simon Luo's chest, it turned into tiny bits of light and disappeared without a trace.
"Okay, can you guys calm down? I really don't want to hurt you."
Simon Luo was calm, except that his white robe was pierced, but his skin healed quickly.
But the members of the Hutton Kingdom's special assassination force apparently refused to negotiate with Simon Luo.
In their opinion, Simon Luo left too many loopholes.
Attack when you should attack, run when you should run.
But.
All the attacks vanished three feet away from Simon Luo, as if they had hit an invisible wall.
"Since the negotiations have failed, there is nothing we can do."
Simon Luo sighed, and his tone finally showed determination.
As soon as he finished speaking, Simon Luo raised his right hand and clenched his fist.
A gust of wind suddenly arose, and the members of the Shadow Blade Squad were instantly blown away like kites with broken strings.
Countless trees in the entire forest rose from the ground, and at this moment, they lost gravity! The biting wind cut their bodies like a sharp blade, and blood splattered in the air.
Just a moment.
Several Shadow Blade members who escaped fell to the ground or were hung on trees, their bodies were cut beyond recognition and broken into countless pieces.
Reno, who escaped fatal injury, managed to stand up, but he was covered in blood and was shaky.
"Monster! You monster!"
Reno roared, his eyes bloodshot.
But as a Hutton soldier, he would never surrender to a strong enemy! "What's the point."
Simon Luo said to himself compassionately.
There was a slight smile on his lips and his finger pointed at Reno.
Just when Reno was concentrating on avoiding the wind blade, pretending to attack but actually looking for a chance to evacuate.
He felt himself enveloped by a faint light, and all the injuries on his body were healed.
And Simon Luo was still looking at him with a smile.
It's like telling him - even if I help you heal completely a few more times, what can you do?
“…”
At this moment, Reno felt truly powerless.
The crows and birds in the Silva Forest were startled for a few times, but eventually the noise died down.
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The Kingdom of Person a few hours later.
As the hub in the eastern region connecting the Kingdom of Alolan on the left and the Kingdom of Hutton on the right, the top leaders are in chaos at this moment.
In the heart of Parië, the flower capital of Persian, sits the imposing King’s Ministry of Defense building.
The building is made of gray-white marble, with six Paleopatra columns supporting a triangular pediment.
As you enter the building, you will see a spacious hall with a statue of the national emblem of the Kingdom of Person. A spiral staircase deep in the hall leads to the core area of the Ministry of Defense.
The dispatch center is located on the third floor of the Ministry of National Defense building.
People wearing military uniforms and the uniforms of high-ranking civilian officials of the Person Kingdom kept running back and forth.
They connected using communication magic, gathered around a smart touch table, and talked with serious expressions.
The surface of the touch table displays the military deployment map of each border defense line of the Person Kingdom in real time, and the different colored light spots represent different military branches and troop numbers.
"It's not just us now. Even the defenses of the Alolan Kingdom and the Hutton Kingdom have suffered heavy damage. There's basically no hope of asking for help."
The intelligence officer used the magic mechanical pen to circle a few flashing red dots on the screen, his tone revealing a seriousness. Now they had to rely on the strongest western hub area to attract firepower, otherwise the situation in the east would be even worse.
"Our army's dispatched troops in the southwest have lost nearly one-third of their forces, and the surviving troops are retreating southward. At this rate, even if we can strengthen the defense of the Southern Yaquidan Territory, we can basically give up the southwest."
He looked at the constantly changing data on the screen and said gloomily.
When the noise continued.
Footsteps were heard, and a figure walked up the stairs to the third floor. Immediately, many figures surrounded him.
"Mr. Lieutenant General, the border is asking for help. Should we continue to send our central army?"
They quickly asked Nigel, who was now a lieutenant general.
"...Let the Senate decide. I think it's no longer meaningful to send reinforcements to the southwest."
Nigel shook his head with tired eyes, and seemed to have no idea what to do.
There have been constant turmoil, and although Nigel is not a general who would easily go to the front line to fight, if he is really attacked in Flower City, he will be the commander of the last line of defense to protect Flower City.
His duties are equally important.
What's more, even if he went, he probably wouldn't be able to turn the tide of the war.
At this moment, he couldn't help but think of his deceased teacher. If he had the same powerful strength as Perlman, perhaps he could really play a crucial role on the front battlefield.
After the battle in Flower City that night, he once again understood the saying "The realm of life and death will make the demon warriors stronger". If the immortal species does not put aside the concept of life and death and learn to bloom limited fireworks like short-lived creatures, it will be difficult for them to become stronger quickly.
The fragment of [Parroni's Grudge] that was forcibly implanted in his body by Perlman was almost integrated with him. After recovering himself, he did not choose to separate it, but tried to suppress and control its power by himself.
If one day he has to face an eighth-level powerful enemy again, he may need to rely on this barely legendary berserk ability to have a chance to fight against him.
Nigel simply dealt with the officers and civilian officials around him and walked straight to the back.
There is a rest area on one side of the third floor.
Ranchi and Talia are drinking tea.
"Nigel, here we come."
Lanci noticed Nigel and smiled.
He and Talia stayed in the Person Kingdom for nearly a week for transportation. Now they pay attention to the war situation and transportation information every day. The person responsible for taking care of them in the Person Kingdom has gradually changed from Countess Rosalinda to Nigel.
Now that the war has begun, Countess Rosalinda, as a platinum-level card maker and magic engineering expert, has been recruited into the military industry department at the first opportunity and is extremely busy every day.
"Lanqi, Tata, I'm very sorry, the war situation has become worse. We have no way to send you back to the Kingdom of Hutton for the time being. Except for large city-states like the Flower City Pariah with core city defense systems, any other place where the magic energy rail train passes may be very dangerous."
Nigel took off his military cap, sat opposite them, and bowed his head to them.
What they brought today was still not good news, but the bad news that they will have to stay for an unknown period of time.
Cross-border transportation is frequently attacked, and the available stations and routes are becoming fewer and fewer. No one knows where the city-state will fall.
If we want to return to the Kingdom of Hutton now, there are many uncertainties using the only magic rail train.
At the moment, the safest plan is to head eastward within the country, then transfer to a small vehicle when leaving the country, cross several small countries in the eastern region, and arrive at the Kingdom of Hutton, the easternmost kingdom of the southern continent.
Even then, it would take a long time and be extremely risky.
"Your identity as a scientific researcher is enough for the Kreihe Empire to send enough forces to kidnap you. In the worst case, if your itinerary information is leaked, you will face a death sentence."
Nigel added.
Although the large army of the Krewe Empire will not directly attack the territory of the Person Kingdom, the high-level assassins of the Krewe Empire can launch a surprise attack, and once they leave the border, there may even be the appearance of a military god.
"It doesn't matter. When we knew the war had started, we were already prepared. We were even glad that we didn't rush out right after waking up, otherwise we might have been blocked halfway."
Lanqi shook his head and patted Nigel's shoulder comfortingly.
The last time he fought a strong eighth-level Perlman, he was already sweating profusely. He had to rely on his and Talia's Demon King's special attack, plus he used tricks on Perlman twice before he won. No matter which Imperial Military God he encounters, he might get into trouble.
Moreover, even if the difference in hard power is not big and constitutes attribute restraint, it will still end up with one side suppressing the other.
For example, Talia's mental magic doesn't work against alchemical organisms, so if she ever meets the corrupted Bishop Farmer, she will have no chance of winning.
"Lanqi, Tata..."
Nigel's expression turned a little bitter, and he seemed to be at a loss for words.
It would be safest to wait for a good time to arrange for Lanqi to go back.
At least this period of time was the most turbulent, and the Person Kingdom itself was somewhat overwhelmed.
"Can I entrust you to serve as our magic engineer in the near future?"
Nigel looked at the two and finally spoke out.
He already owed favors to Lanqi and Tata. Now that the Person Kingdom was unable to send them back safely, it had to entrust them with work instead. This was a bit of "ungratefulness", which really made him feel guilty.
"no problem."
Lanqi glanced at Talia, then nodded and agreed straightforwardly.
Nigel was a lifelong friend of both of them, there was nothing much to say.
"Thank you, that's a great help."
Nigel breathed a sigh of relief.
Not only do the two platinum-level card makers provide assistance as magic craftsmen, but the Person Kingdom is now lacking top combat power, and with them around, Nigel can feel a little more at ease.
suddenly.
The communication magic device next to Nigel's ear rang.
"Lieutenant General Nigel, we have received intelligence that the second line of defense on the southwest border is also on the verge of collapse."
Accompanied by a buzzing sound.
"Why so fast?"
Nigel stood up immediately.
Lanqi also looked confused and paid attention to the front line. Although he did not have the authority to coordinate the battle situation, he would give some suggestions as a technical support expert.
"It was Philip, the seventh military god who was conferred the Blood Chalcedony Throne. He went crazy and launched a second round of attack!"
“…”
Nigel's expression froze for a moment when he heard this.
"Sorry, Lanqi, Tata, I may need to check the situation. If necessary, I will also go to the front line to provide support."
After listening to the communication, he said something apologetically to Lanqi and Talia, and prepared to leave.
Lanci and Talia looked at each other.
"Nigel, what is the strength of the God of War?"
They didn't waste Nigel's time, they just followed him and asked him questions beside him.
Lanqi had only heard about the strength of the Twelve Military Gods before, but what exactly their level was? Just listening to the fighting power of the students of the Alchemy School of Ikerita Academy, it was definitely not as accurate as what Nigel, a real general of the Person Kingdom, knew.
Nigel was silent for a moment.
"If they are the strongest military gods, no unit in our Person Kingdom can fight against them one-on-one. I'm afraid only your country's high priest Loren can fight the military gods head-on."
He replied.
"Besides the First Military God Hecintos, are there any other strong men in the Krelian Empire who are stronger than Loren?"
Lanqi thought about it and asked Nigel again.
Of all the forces in the Krelian Empire that he knew of, leaving aside the vampires, the strongest one should be Hecintos, the strongest man in the southern continent.
The Bishop of Extinction of the Northern Continent, who is also the source of the term "super-bishop-level strength", has always been mentioned together with the head of the Twelve Military Gods of the Krelian Empire of the Southern Continent, the military god Hecintus who was conferred the Diamond Throne.
In Lanqi's opinion, Loren is a top-level strongman, famous throughout the southern continent, and no one will question his strength.
Lanci didn't know exactly how much stronger Hecintos was than Loren.
But at the moment, it seems that Loren is obviously not as good as Hecintos.
"...I'm afraid there are three or four who are stronger than Loren. I don't mean to offend you, I'm just stating the facts. Among the twelve military gods, Loren can only be considered at the upper level, not the top."
Nigel shook his head.
“…”
Lanci and Talia looked at each other again.
They believed that Nigel's intelligence and judgment were correct.
Nigel is an extremely reliable teammate.
In comparison, a typical negative example is the Ice Witch, whose intelligence never seems to be correct.
"Nigel."
Lanqi suddenly called Nigel and asked Boss Cat to open the sound sealing barrier.
Nigel stopped for a moment when he realized that Lanqi seemed to have something important to discuss with him.
"During this period of time, Tata and I will do our best to help you, the rear of the Person Kingdom, but can you find a way to help me get an identity and a channel so that I can disguise myself as a businessman and sneak into the Cremorne Empire from the southern Aquidan Territory?"
Lanci stared at Nigel and said.
For this kind of thing, he couldn't ask anyone for help in the Person Kingdom, or he couldn't trust anyone except Nigel, whose reliability he believed in.
He, Lanqi, has never been good at playing head-on, but when it comes to starting a business in the opposite house, he becomes an expert.
Recommend this book ~ "I am the Cataclysm!"
(End of this chapter)