In the dark night.
Li Changshu, Sun Erhu and Peng Cheng formed a team. They quietly moved towards the largest arsenal located southeast of Bamor City.
With the Daxia army approaching, the city of Bamor implemented a wartime curfew. Naturally, there were no idle people on the streets. There were only teams of patrols of a hundred people each.
Marshal Mishaul obviously did not underestimate the army coming from Daxia. Even though the Daxia army was still stationed on the Bilis Mountains, he was still guarding against possible sneak attacks from Daxia.
At this moment, Marshal Mishaul had not rested in the Marshal's Mansion.
He sat at his desk, holding a quill pen, and wrote a letter to Queen Maria II:
"...As Your Majesty has predicted, the enemy has indeed arrived at the Bilis Mountains and is currently stationed there, seeking a suitable opportunity to attack."
"According to spies, the enemy army numbers approximately 400,000. I have heard stories about their situation in the Seleucid Empire. Their weapons are extremely advanced, far more powerful than our Mauser rifles. Furthermore, the enemy possesses a weapon called an airship, capable of flying. It was with this airship that they captured the Seleucid city of Ephesus in just half a day. Therefore, I dare not afford to be careless and have constructed numerous fortifications on the walls of Bamor and within the city itself."
"...Please rest assured, Your Majesty. I am determined to defend Bamor City and will never leave the city to fight. I will never give the enemy an opportunity to exploit!"
“…The Golden Plains will be their graveyard!”
Mishaul wrote three pieces of paper with a smile on his face. As long as they could defend the city of Bamor and prevent the enemy from advancing westward, it would be a great achievement.
After the victory of this battle, this Grand Marshal will be appointed Duke by Her Majesty the Queen, and the title will be hereditary for generations!
At this moment, a guard ran in quickly and saluted: "Your Excellency, the Grand Marshal, the enemy is moving!"
Mishaul frowned slightly and said, "Speak."
"The east wall watchtower has detected a large enemy force approaching from the Bilis Mountains!"
"...Are you so eager to attack the city?"
Mishao paused, then ordered the guard, "Order General Witton to ascend the city wall and supervise the battle!"
"I obey your orders!"
"Wait a moment... Order General Bull to reinforce the defenses of the city's arsenal and granary. The enemy can fly! Be careful they sneak into the city and blow up our supplies!"
The guard bowed and left the Grand Marshal's Mansion. Mishaul then stood up, took a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet and sat opposite an old man.
He is the uncle of Her Majesty Queen France, the chief steward of the French royal family, and the Grand Duke of Leiden!
Her Majesty the Queen sent Grand Duke Leiden to the city of Bamor, which is enough to show how much Her Majesty the Queen values this group of demons from the Far East.
These days, Grand Duke Leiden witnessed with his own eyes the arrangements made by Marshal Mishaul and was very satisfied with him.
In his opinion, even if the mere 400,000 Eastern demons had the ability to fly and hide, they would not be able to break through the iron-clad city of Bamor.
Mishaul poured two glasses of wine and respectfully handed one to Grand Duke Leiden, saying with a smile, "Your Excellency, you have worked hard these days. However, it is a good thing that these demons arrived earlier. Once I eliminate them, Your Excellency will be able to sleep well."
Grand Duke Leyton waved his hand, holding his wine glass. "It's His Excellency the Grand Marshal and the warriors of the Empire who are working hard. I, an old man, have a lot of free time. It's just that I'm getting older and don't sleep as much."
After a pause, Grand Duke Leiden took a sip of his wine and continued, "The Grand Marshal should be especially careful of enemy attacks from the sky. Although there are shelters to hide from, if the enemy bombards the city relentlessly, it will cause panic among the people in the city."
"Don't worry, Your Excellency. If the enemy really launches an aerial attack, the people in the city will go to the shelters. Bamor City has built thousands of shelters specifically to deal with enemy air raids."
"By the way," Mishaul leaned over and asked cautiously, "Your Excellency, did Her Majesty the Queen predict the outcome of this battle?"
Grand Duke Leiden shook his head. "I asked Her Majesty the Queen about this when I left Bahrain. Her Majesty said it was difficult to see clearly, so we should be more careful."
"Her Majesty also said that this land battle is particularly important, and the battle for Bamor City is the top priority! Her Majesty is stationed in Bahrain, personally commanding the Imperial Fleet, because just out at sea, a fleet from the East is approaching. That could be the greatest crisis since the founding of the Empire!"
Mishaul was shocked. "Is this also a demon from the East?"
Grand Duke Leyden nodded, his face solemn. "The Empire has six fleets of naval warships totaling approximately 3,000 ships. This is an unprecedentedly large fleet, but Her Majesty is so serious about preparing for battle. This is enough to show how powerful the enemy fleet is!"
Mishaul took a deep breath, his brow furrowed. "I heard the Eastern Continent is incredibly far away from us, yet these invaders were able to split up and march across thousands of miles... This proves the country on that Eastern Continent is incredibly prosperous, possessing the strength to sustain a war on both land and sea fronts."
"So we must win this war on both land and sea fronts!"
Grand Duke Leiden downed the wine in his glass in one gulp and continued, "Her Majesty the Queen has said that after the enemy's navy and army are destroyed, she will personally lead the Imperial Fleet on an expedition eastward!"
"Conquer that fertile land! Turn that Eastern Kingdom into a colony of the empire!"
"After you win the battle of Bamor City, Her Majesty the Queen will order you to form an Imperial Army expeditionary force and march towards the Eastern Divine Kingdom by land!"
Mishaul's spirits suddenly shook. He sat up straight and replied in a very serious tone, "I will definitely live up to Her Majesty the Queen's trust!"
As soon as he finished speaking, another guard ran in.
He stood in front of Mishaul, clasped his fists and said, "Report to the Grand Marshal, the enemy's airship has taken off!"
Mishaul stood up and said, "Your Excellency, please rest here and wait for good news. I will go to the city wall to check on the enemy airship!"
He put on his armor and walked out of the Grand Marshal's Mansion, heading towards the east city wall under the protection of three thousand personal guards.
At the same time, Li Changshu and his two companions dodged countless patrols and arrived at a place ten feet away from the arsenal in the southeast direction.
The armory was brightly lit. Li Changshu raised his telescope and frowned.
Outside the armory is a circle of guard posts, each with three soldiers armed with live ammunition.
Inside the armory were teams of soldiers patrolling back and forth. He watched for a few moments and found that there was almost no gap between each team of soldiers.
How the hell is there a chance to get close to the armory?
At this moment, he raised the telescope and saw airships everywhere in the dark night sky!
There are not just two ships. In order to cover Peng Yuyan's 1,000 assault teams, Guan Xiaoxi mobilized the entire First Division Air Force!
"Boss, what should we do now?" Sun Erhu asked.
Li Changshu grinned: "Wait, wait for our air force to launch the first round of air strikes!"
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