Chapter 1515 The Awe of the Imperial God of War

The Gwana Empire's war preparations are in full swing, and no matter how much they do, it will not make people feel at ease.

Even humans have not experienced a war with demons for quite some time. But since the discovery of the opening of the Abyss Gate more than a year ago and the gathering of demons and orcs into an army, the performance of this evil alliance has been enough to make people worry about the future of themselves and Lost Land.

On the imperial front, the nominal commander-in-chief is of course the emperor. No one dares to question this. But the actual commander-in-chief was Ricardo Cavi, the old man who led the organization of the entire defense line in Risa.

He knows better than anyone else the terror of the coming demon army. As the old saying goes, the more people know, the more they fear the unknown.

Ricardo Carvey is an extraordinary person, but he is not a brave man. A true brave man is someone who can overcome all difficulties and obstacles with a fearless spirit. Extraordinary people are just people who have evolved from the original life form to the next stage.

Precisely because he is no longer primitive, the old man can better understand how terrifying those higher-level beings are to human beings. Not to mention the nonsense, he once hunted a demon when he was young.

It was an act of justice, accomplished at a heavy cost. A demon summoned by the evil one crossed the border and slaughtered an entire town. The young Ricardo, who was in the process of being an adventurer at the time, gathered many companions to defeat this demon.

The crusade was successful, but at the cost of many lives. It was this costly success that made young Ricardo determined to go home and return to the young master he had known since childhood.

Today, I am no longer the impulsive and ignorant young man I used to be. Thinking of the death battle against a demon in the past, he experienced despair once.

This time we faced an entire army. The feeling of being pressed down by a nightmare deepened with every breath.

Perhaps only after truly proving with your own hands that you can easily defeat the opponent can you escape from such a nightmare. Otherwise, the old man would feel like he would succumb to this pressure.

...Are you afraid of death because you are old? Although extraordinary beings have transcended from their original lives, no one can say whether or how much their life span has been improved.

It is possible to be alive and kicking one moment and into eternal sleep the next. This uncertainty is the reason that forces some extraordinary people to take the wrong path.

Normally, Ricardo Carvey can control his negative emotions very well. Without a strong heart, he would not have been able to achieve what he has achieved today. But the invasion of demons has exceeded the upper limit that the old man can treat with a normal heart.

Thinking of your relatives, your family, the vassals and subjects you are loyal to, and the emperor you are loyal to. All this brings heavy pressure, almost making people breathless.

Although he is known as the undefeated god of war in the empire, there has been no war in the Mysterious Land for more than two hundred years. Most of the conquests launched by the empire were aimed at the monsters on one side, or organized to conquer king-level monsters.

Ricardo Carvey is able to obtain the final fruits of victory with minimal losses. This is the reason why he is highly regarded.

But even defeating a king-level monster can be regarded as a small war. The lack of experience of not having fought a real war made the undefeated god of war in the empire feel a little flustered.

But no matter how shaken he was in his heart, the old man's outward appearance was still calm, as if he was sure of victory.

He understands very well that if a leader loses confidence, how can he lead everyone to the final victory. So no matter how guilty he is, he must behave completely differently.

In terms of actual layout and actions, the old man chose a conservative strategy. It's all about defense, not offense.

Looking at the mercury-like offensive of the allied forces of demons and orcs, no one could fault the old Grand Duke's conservative strategy. It is a very simple truth to talk about counterattack without stopping the demon coalition.

Even the most radical group of young people, with the failure of the Southern Front in front of them, dare not fight back lightly and push the front out. If they fall into siege again and fall victim to the same strategy twice, the young people themselves will not be able to accept it, let alone what outsiders think of them.

Since he chose a conservative strategy, it was certainly impossible for the old man to let go of any help. Now he couldn't wait to pile all the cards he could play on the battlefield to block the demons' attack.

Therefore, a seemingly leisurely magician became one of the targets for catching young men. And it was quite high on the list in the old man's mind.

Of course, Lin had no reason to refuse this old man who took special care of him. Moreover, the other party emphasized very considerately that he would not use himself as cannon fodder and be pushed to the front line.

For an invitation letter that was mildly worded and righteous, Lin could be said to have both face and dignity. He had no reason not to go and die... so he had no choice but to go.

Although he took over the defense of several small countries outside the northern border of the empire, the old Grand Duke still sat in the Risa Territory and did not rush directly to the front line.

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Relying on the help of the forum, some orders and information can be sent back without spending the time of the messenger. This saves the old man from the pain of running around, and also helps him to control the entire defense line.

As for the problem of the forum being full of loopholes, in addition to having a set of verification and certification measures, the old man had the consciousness to recruit people with flexible brains and the ability to learn the programming language created by a certain magician very early on.

And these people have indeed created applications that are far less confidential than sieve-like forums. At least they have established a private forum for internal use within the family, isolating communication from public forums, and the level of confidentiality is much better.

The old Grand Duke even 'strongly' suggested that his son should come up with the title of a powerful earl and numerous rewards to attract these talents to work for him. The principle that there must be a brave man under a heavy reward is also reflected in Mi Di.

The young Kawei Gong was quite critical at first, but to this day he can only feel happy. Without the help of these convenient applications, they may have to work ten or twenty times harder to achieve the same thing in organizing the defense line against the devil.

The old man is not afraid to stand on the front line. There were countless moments in his life when he stood at the front of the team, leading soldiers loyal to his family and the empire to charge.

It's just that the war hasn't started yet, and the war called "preparation" is on the rear. Before the old Grand Duke commanded the soldiers to go to the battlefield to fight the demons, he had to deal with businessmen from various places, officials from all over the empire, and the noble lords who came with their troops to support him.

There are also those adventurers and mercenaries who come voluntarily. Which line of defense they want to join and who they will be assigned to command, all of these also have their own complicated evaluation operations.

And these tasks are not suitable to be moved to the front line. So the old man stayed behind obediently and fought hard with the pen head. At most, he occasionally drives his custom-made car made of pure magic materials to patrol the defense line.

Lin came directly to the rear base camp to see this old man who originally thought he would be tortured by countless documents until he became inhuman.

But the situation at hand...how should I put it? The old nobles are indeed old nobles. They have many secretaries, deacons and other assistants to share the complicated affairs. As the dominant person, he can easily choose to be busy or idle.

In short, what someone saw was a group of young guys pretending to be elegant, but in fact everyone was so busy that they were flying. There was no shouting, but there were constant whispers.

The old man was sitting upright, holding an expensive and exquisite porcelain cup, sipping the exquisite scented tea produced by the elf. The aroma was so overflowing that even the magician who had just entered was dizzy.

In front of the old man is a large sand table. The Fengdi Mountain Range lies across the center, dividing the sand table into two halves. However, the mountains are not scaled down exactly according to their actual height. Instead, it is roughly shaped according to its mountain shape, mainly showing several passable passes.

On both sides of the mountain model, there are known locations of armies, defensive fortresses, and magic towers.

It can be seen from the north side of the mountain that the human army does not occupy much territory, and every place is in danger. Some of the worst places have even been surrounded.

If it weren't for the forum's ability to transmit information regardless of distance, people might not know that there is an organized military presence in the encirclement network. But even if you know it, what can you do? No one has the ability to rescue them.

Maybe, but that magician can't be moved by vague compassion, or any kind of human justice. Such an attitude does not mean that he is a villain. That guy is just a homebody who is used to withdrawing from himself and observing the society in which people live.

On the sand table, the south side of the mountain is surrounded by several passes, forming an overlapping defense system. In particular, several magic towers are the focus of protection.

Because the blocking battle on the north side of the mountain proved that the Magic Tower, as an important fortress protecting the civilized world, is difficult for even demons to defeat. Magician associations in various places also began to mobilize and actively strengthen the defense of magic towers approaching the abyss invasion battlefield.

Although the old Grand Duke looked leisurely and out of tune with the surrounding scenes, in fact his heart was not that peaceful. At least when a certain magician appeared, the old man didn't greet people with his cheerful voice like a bell like in the past.

However, someone who was currently busy formulating the plan for the Twin Towers of Gates did not notice this anomaly. He just came to the old man in a familiar manner as before, picked up the teapot, and poured a small sip of the elf tea without tea leaves into the empty cup.

Such an action made the old man notice the existence of the magician.

Lin is wearing a black Xuanwu robe, which is his standard external appearance. Defense-oriented equipment can better protect his life. Even though there are not many people who can threaten his life in this era, someone is still habitually on guard.

"Here you go. Sit down." The old man looked the same as before, greeting a certain magician.

The people who can operate in this war room are all the old prince's cronies. They were equally familiar with this magician, so no one was on guard against the 'strangers' or waiting on the 'distinguished guests'.

This is during wartime, when all the rules of the nobility are simplified. This is the old man's request.

Seeing the old man come to his senses, Lin nodded and said, "Good day." Glancing at the sand table, Lin casually said, "The battle situation looks very bad."