Chapter 175 174 Emperor Celer's Will

Chapter 175 174. The Will of Emperor Celer

The complete silence of the Seventh Army made Lu Yu happy and a little disappointed.

He was happy that he finally had time to study the Kolai language and continue to practice magic with Lulutis.

He was disappointed that the Seventh Army did not get ahead as he expected. If the opponent continued to divide its troops and failed, then if they gathered the strength of many surrounding races and cooperated with the unexpected raid of the Iris Demon Fox, they might be able to wipe out the Seventh Army.

In this state of "I will not move if the enemy does not move", Lu Yu's stable and peaceful learning environment did not last long.

The bad news from the central battlefield made the morale of the southern tribes, which had finally been inspired by a great victory, low.

The two main forces, the giants and the demon foxes, tried their best but failed to stop the pace of the Celer army. The central battlefield was defeated step by step. All the rugged terrain and the key points that were easy to defend and difficult to attack fell into the hands of the Celer people. The coalition forces with no danger to defend were forced to enter the territory of the demon fox.

Xiao Keluer, who is usually very lively, seems to be very listless when teaching Lu Yu - the main force of the Iris Demon Fox was almost completely lost in the central battlefield.

They waited for the assistance of the elven coalition on the western front, but the counterattack of the elves was only in their imagination, and the information given to them every time was "moving".

The dragons on the eastern front were too far away and could not help at all.

Of course, Lu Yu suspected that even if they could help, these guys who had basically not contributed much since the start of the war would shirk their responsibilities.

If Huo Gu was here, facing such an infuriating situation, looking at these shameful little dragons, he would probably eat a few to cheer everyone up.

Lu Yu felt that it was necessary to comfort Xiao Keluer.

"The autumn harvest is halfway through, and they have not launched a large-scale offensive. Maybe it is because the battle line is too long and the rear supplies cannot catch up. In addition, winter is approaching, maybe Celer will not launch an attack for the time being."

Xiao Keluer, who trusts Lu Yu's judgment very much, felt much better after hearing this, but her people were surrounded, which still made her frown.

Unconsciously, the cold wind gradually rose, and the sense of killing swept every corner of Mostana.

Throughout the autumn harvest season, no large-scale offensive was launched on the Celer front.

Considering that winter marches put great pressure on the quality of soldiers and the management and transportation of materials and logistics, Blue Water, Moon Shadow, and the besieged Iris, who had already formed an alliance, all believed that winter would be a rare war rest period.

After sorting out the information sent by a group of outstanding messengers from Iris and comparing it with some information from other races, Lu Yu suddenly became worried.

"Is Blue Water going to be in big trouble?"

Hearing Lu Yu's words, Ye Shui was stunned for a long time.

Lu Yu did not keep it a secret. He pulled Ye Shui to the room where he sorted out the messengers of various tribes in the south of Mostana, pointed to the map and began to explain to Ye Shui.

The Iris Demon Fox was surrounded by heavy siege. After confirmation, at least four armies were active around their territory, blocking the support lines of the elves on the west line and the dragons on the east line.

Although the elves on the western front have been pulling the line, the messenger is still working in secret and has provided a message to Lan Shui, who has just won a great victory.

One of the two legions that attacked the elves the most fiercely has suddenly disappeared.

The literal meaning of disappearance is that the messenger has not been able to find any traces of their activities, as if they were wiped out from the western battlefield overnight.

At the same time, the Seventh Army, which had previously penetrated deep into the enemy's rear, has been continuously replenished after the key roads in the central battlefield were opened up. The Iris Demon Fox noticed that the number of their temporary camps has increased sharply.

A large amount of supplies were drawn from the four armies that surrounded the Iris Demon Fox and all transferred to the Seventh Army.

Ye Shui said: "The Seventh Army was defeated by us before, and it is an isolated army. The supplies are consumed very quickly, so it is normal to get supplies after joining other main forces."

"Indeed, do you know what the Legion No. 6 that disappeared on the western battlefield of the elves is best at?"

"What is it?"

"Siege."

Ye Shui's eyes suddenly widened.

"According to the description of the elves' messenger, the elven coalition initially built a large number of traps and fortresses near some large bases, intending to rely on the advantages of the city walls to constantly create trouble for Celer, delay the offensive and consume their supplies."

"However, after their intentions were discovered, the Sixth Army was transferred to the West Front. They are very good at attacking cities and removing traps. Although there are no particularly powerful magicians in the army, they rely on "craftsmen" to make the elven coalition suffer losses."

"Now this army has disappeared, and the Seventh Army has suddenly received a large amount of supplies, and the number of soldiers has increased sharply... Sorry, I am I am timid and fanciful, so I make a bold guess..."

"This winter, the Seventh Army will be dispatched, and the target is Lanshui."

Ye Shui subconsciously retorted: "The winter in the south of Mostana is extremely cold and wet. Such weather is nothing for us mushroom people, but it is unbearable for the Celer people from the northern area. How dare their commander take such a risk? Isn't he afraid of being blamed by the Celer emperor after failure?"

Ye Shui's thinking is indeed correct. If Lu Yu is the emperor, Celer is advancing triumphantly on all fronts, and someone loses his troops, and loses to a mortal enemy, then he will definitely not be happy.

Even in wartime, the emperor is not convenient to punish the defeated commander, but some "reminders" are inevitable.

The Seventh Army was under pressure from the rear and would not dare to take any more risks. This was a very common sense inference.

Lu Yu had already made a guess about this question, but he still needed some information to prove it. He believed that the messenger of the Iris Demon Fox and the Elf Alliance, which seemed to be much more reliable than the Dragon Clan, would give him an answer.

According to the estimated time, the messenger would arrive in the evening, so Lu Yu naturally asked Ye Shui to stay for dinner.

If you want to say what to eat in Lanshui after the weather turns cold, the answer Lu Yu can give is hot pot.

There are too many edible mushrooms in Lanshui.

Mushrooms are made into soup base, and then some sliced ​​monster meat is added. With the sauce dish, sit at the table, look at the steaming pot, and comfortably take a bite of soup and a bite of meat. What Celer, what war, are all forgotten at this moment.

Lu Yu has been eating like this for a while. After all, it is too much trouble for Keluer to want to eat different delicacies all day long, and hot pot can produce different effects as long as the sauce dish, soup base, and ingredients are changed to a certain extent.

Lulutis was not interested in hot pot, because every time she had hot pot, she could only wait for Lu Yu to feed her.

It was too torturous to use chopsticks with tentacles, but if she used tentacles to poke meat into the hot pot, Lu Yu would only knock it back with chopsticks.

Every time Sigrid and Xiao Keluer were happily fishing for meat, Lulutis could only watch Lu Yu swallow her saliva. At this moment, she understood the pain of the fog monster.

"It is said that everything in Colai can be bought with money. When I get there, I will definitely find a way for you."

The picture of Lulutis and the fog monster hugging each other was very strange. A ball of black fog full of tentacles hugged a ball of white fog and rubbed each other... The picture was too beautiful.

It was Yeshui's first time to eat hot pot. A group of people surrounded a big pot, and the experience of grabbing food was very fresh as the ingredients were divided up shortly after they were put in.

She saw Sigrid take away the meat slices from the little Kelulu who was not good at using chopsticks more than once, and also saw the strange eating pattern of Lu Yu, one bite for himself and one bite for his summons...

"I didn't expect that there are people who treat their summons like this..." Ye Shui was amazed.

Little Kelulu ate the freshly rinsed greens and sighed: "This is only you Lanshui. We can't eat green vegetables in Iris this season. We eat meat and dried meat."

Ye Shui smiled at this compliment: "This is all the credit of the mother goddess."

An elf became his mother goddess, so the cultivation of plants and crops must be taught.

It is hard for Lu Yu to imagine what it feels like not to have a bite of fresh green vegetables for the whole winter, but in this world, this is very normal.

Magic can only overdraw the fertility of the land to make crops grow quickly, and then it needs to be repaid.

According to Lulutis's description, the crops that are ripened are not only very unpalatable and taste like chewing wax, but also the land that gave birth to these crops, the soil will become fine granular residue.

At that time, Lu Yu also proposed composting from the perspective of a time traveler, trying to show off, but Lulutis's words slapped him in the face.

Composting, a skill that all farmers in Solon know, cannot solve soil brittleness at all, and this is not knowledge that no one knows. Lulutis was curious about why Lu Yu thought that experienced farmers did not know about composting, which made Lu Yu blush.

Soil brittleness is a problem in the concept of magic. In essence, the land is highly enriched with magic elements after magic intervention, and the land becomes a magical residue.

Planting crops on the basis of these magical residues will directly destroy the seeds with magic power.

Therefore, conquering soil brittleness has become an extremely sacred task in the magic world. Some magicians believe that once the brittle land can be restored, it means that magic power is equivalent to food, and there is no worry about hunger.

The first successful person will not only be recorded in history, but his achievements are enough for the whole world to erect a monument for him.

His country will become an inviolable pure land while he is alive.

After his death, all the major races that had benefited from his blessing would be willing to give his descendants a face.

But Lulutis felt that the brittleness of the land was definitely not a problem that the current magicians could solve.

A very simple truth, the brittle land is like the dregs left after Lulutis made medicine every time.

If a pile of dregs has the effect of the medicinal material itself, is it still dregs?

No known magic can turn dregs back into medicinal materials.

Even if such magic is born one day, the price must be astonishingly high, just like summoning. If you want to have a powerful summon, you have to pay an equal price... Of course, except for Lu Yu.

Halfway through the meal, the news that Lu Yu was waiting for finally came.

"Some tribesmen and the remnants of the soldiers who retreated from the central battlefield saw people who looked like messengers from the Celer court. They arrived at the Seventh Army not long ago."

The tired and hungry Demon Fox Messenger was taken away by the Blue Water Guards and lived in the house that Lu Yu had arranged long ago, and even the food was ready.

Lu Yu had great respect for these messengers who shuttled across the battlefield to deliver information. This was the only thing he could do for these warriors who might die on the battlefield at any moment.

The news brought by the Demon Fox messenger completely confirmed Lu Yu's guess. Facing the gazes of the crowd, he looked solemn. After sorting out his thoughts for a while, he spoke slowly.

"The current emperor of Serel ascended the throne five years ago and is now twenty-seven years old. Although imperial power is respected in Serel, the influence of the nobles is still considerable. A new king has grown up inheriting the blessings of his father's generation. …”

Lu Yu kept sketching and meditating, using himself as his substitute.

"The empire is strong, the generals are like a cloud, and the maritime trade is prosperous. These are all gifts left by our fathers, so that one day we can avenge our shame and return to Zolegos."

"However, it is impossible for soldiers who have not experienced the baptism of fire and seen blood to accomplish this goal. Therefore, battles must be used to hone elites who can point the sword at Zolegos."

Lu Yu was pacing, his thoughts still wandering.

"For Serel, the entire Mostana is just a huge training ground. For Bidelis, this war is also the best occasion for him to prove himself and show off himself."

"Although he is the emperor, his confidence to fight this war comes from the legacy of his fathers. Whether it is the cultivation of powerful men in the empire, the opening of trade routes, or the accumulation of resources, it is not his achievement. He is just the one responsible for wielding the sword in the end. One."

"He is the emperor, but he is also a human being. As a human being, he will have desires. He directly sent a palace messenger to reach the Seventh Army instead of letting the frontline commander convey it... Maybe he directly controls the Seventh Army?"

Lu Yu ignored everyone's murmurs that made their scalps numb.

"The Seventh Army is directly commanded by Emperor Selel?" Xiao Keluer shouted, "Is he in the formation?"

Ye Shui covered her mouth, indicating to her that Lu Yu was still thinking.

Lu Yu seemed to be unable to hear Xiao Keluer's voice at all, spinning around and continuing to murmur.

"I want to prove that I directly participated and influenced the direction of the war. I want to have a sense of accomplishment in defeating Fang Qiu and defeating the enemy in a game of chess. I want to not be talked about by others as an emperor who says, 'I can go up to me, but I can go out with A'..." "

Lu Yu's muttering became smaller and smaller, and his speed became faster and faster. Others wanted to hear it, but they couldn't hear it clearly.

Lu Yu's pace became faster and faster, circling around a potted plant in the house, making everyone dizzy.

Finally, he sat back on the chair, his eyes blurred. After a while, he took a deep breath, picked up the cold mushroom soup in front of him and put it into his mouth.

No one dared to speak to disturb Lu Yu, but just stared at him.

"Get ready, this is a battle of survival for Blue Water."

"Our opponent is the angry Emperor Selel, Bedelis."

Lu Yu's voice was trembling.