Chapter 703: Lanqi's War

The first day of September in the year 1798 of the solar calendar.

From this day on, the whole world has changed a lot.

The war in the southern continent has come.

The overlord of the southern continent, the Krewe Empire, which has been planning for a long time and ready to move in recent years, has launched a full-scale war.

Its ready-to-go Krewe Empire army, 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 have also joined the Krewe Empire camp. In addition, several large neutral forces outside the Krewe Empire and the Kingdom Federation have also chosen to help Krewe invade the kingdoms.

The Kingdom of Canberra, the headquarters of the Kingdom United Parliament, in the western hub area, is the primary target of the Krewe Empire, but as the kingdom with the strongest comprehensive national strength among the member states of the Kingdom United Parliament, it is also the most difficult strategic location to be captured.

On the contrary, the wars that broke out in the central plain countries, which are easy to attack but difficult to defend, are the most intense.

The eastern region with rugged mountains and coastal areas is the third front.

The northern coast has not yet been attacked by the Krein Empire, but according to the trend, the Krein Empire fleet may attack at any time and try to cut off the supply and sea transportation of the three fronts in the front from the rear.

Even so, even in the relatively remote eastern region, tens of thousands of people have died in less than 24 hours.

…

The eastern region of the southern continent, the westernmost side.

The border of the Kingdom of Alolan, the Zelder Highlands.

The terrain here is dangerous, with mountains and valleys.

The Zelder Highlands are bordered by cliffs in the east, dense jungles in the west, and narrow valley passages in the north and south. It has always been an important barrier for the Kingdom of Alolan, guarding the throat to the hinterland.

Since ancient times, wars have occurred, and countless martyrs of the Kingdom of Alolan have shed their blood here to defend their homeland.

Facing the huge military machine of the Krei Empire, the Zelder Highlands became the Shura field at the forefront without any surprise.

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 there were bullet marks on the bark.

The lush grassland was trampled to pieces, the green grass leaves were now horrible, and the soil was dyed a terrifying dark red by blood.

Broken armor and broken magic weapons were scattered all over the ground, the gloomy sky was so low that it would collapse at any time, and the dark clouds covered the only remaining light. Everything on the battlefield was pale, and grayness enveloped the fields.

The haze of death was everywhere, and from time to time, there were fighting and wailing sounds coming from all over the battlefield, echoing in the mountains, deafening, tearing 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 soldiers who defended the Zelder Highlands were the most elite troops on the western border of the Kingdom of Alolan, the Urn Star Table Corps.

The soldiers of the Urn Star Table Corps were all elites who stood out from thousands of troops. They had been through hundreds of battles and had rich combat experience. The commander of the Corps, General Leonard, was known as the "God of War Reborn" as the strongest man on the border. He also trained Juliana, the strongest man in the Kingdom of Alolan today. He was burly, with a sharp gaze, and a lion-like mane that made him look even more majestic.

"God of Fighting and War, as you decide, I will swear with all my heart!"

The deputy general Kotel was a famous swordsman. He drew his sword so fast that ordinary people could not see it clearly. The sword light only drew a residual shadow in the air.

"Don't get tired or lazy, and do your best!"

The soldiers of the Urn Star Table Legion are all brave and good at fighting. Their silver armor shines 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 refreshed and their morale rose again.

General Leonard stood on a high ground, looking at the messy battlefield below and the faces of the soldiers who survived the disaster, and his loud voice resounded throughout the battlefield:

"Brave warriors, you are all real heroes! You are not afraid of strong enemies and defend your homeland with blood and life! I am extremely proud of your bravery! Let those Krelian beasts see what the Alolan Iron Cavalry is! Today, you are all the masters of Zelder Highlands!"

The soldiers shouted in unison, they were eager to fight, eager to try, and murderous.

"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 fight back!"

"I haven't seen her for several years. I didn't expect to have the opportunity to fight side by side with her again. Just thinking about it makes my blood boil!"

Thousands of eyes are burning with fighting spirit, waiting for the Krelian army to attack again so that they can taste the power of the indestructible Alolan Iron Cavalry.

And the pride of their legion is Juliana, who had left the border legion and went to the capital before. She even surpassed General Leonard a few years ago and successfully promoted to the eighth level.

Just when the soldiers were full of confidence, they suddenly began to look at each other in confusion.

I couldn't tell what was wrong.

"What's wrong?"

When Deputy General Cottle asked this question, he realized the problem.

He couldn't hear other people's voices.

General Leonard had already put his hand on the hilt of the sword at this moment.

Abnormal silence.

Too quiet.

Even the howling wind seemed to stop, the birds and beasts were silent, and there was an eerie silence.

An inexplicable fear seized everyone's mind, it was a tremor from the depths of the soul.

General Leonard was the first to notice the abnormality, and his instinct from years of fighting told him that something was wrong.

"Cotel, come to me! The others line up in place, be careful of attacks! Be alert and be ready to meet the enemy at any time!"

He subconsciously clenched the weapon in his hand, his bronze face was tense, and he shouted in a low voice.

Just by looking at his lip shape, Cotel immediately came to the commander's side, the sword was unsheathed, and the sword tip was emitting cold light.

The Urn Star Table Legion quickly lined up, and the dense long swords stood like a wheat field, forming a linked sword formation to surround the battlefield.

Everyone's nerves were tense to the extreme, every muscle was tense, vigilantly scanning the surroundings, holding the weapon tightly, ready to deal with the appearance of a powerful enemy at any time.

However, what horrified them was that the expected attack did not come.

On the contrary, the fog began to spread silently on the battlefield, covering the entire Zelder Highlands, and 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 seemed that they were no longer in Zelder Highlands in an instant.

Before they were really terrified.

Even the dark sky seemed to be distorted and deformed, turning into a ferocious giant mouth with bared fangs and claws, and it looked like the face of a god, wanting to swallow everyone up.

They looked up in a daze.

Compared with the giant face in the sky, they were as small as sesame seeds.

Is this really something that can be done by magic?

In other words, if someone can control the entire sky, is he a man or a god?

This is beyond their cognition.

Before the soldiers could react, the fog swallowed everything like a tide.

Leonard felt the scene in front of him change, as if he was thrown into another strange and unpredictable world.

There was an endless desolate silence around him, and the sky and the earth were gray, like a deep sea. Everything lost its color, and only the lifeless air was left, almost suffocating them.

"This is an illusion! Don't be confused, everyone, concentrate!"

General Leonard shouted, trying to awaken the minds of his comrades.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Even if he felt the severe pain by hurting himself and concentrating his mind to get rid of the illusion, the other members of the legion were already deeply trapped in the illusion. The soldiers stood like puppets, holding their throats, and slowly lost their breath in fear.

Only the adjutant Cottle could barely break free from the illusion.

At the same time, an invisible huge force covered the battlefield.

Leonard and Cottle felt suffocated and their movements were blocked. It seemed that a heavy burden was on their shoulders, and they could not move.

They thought of the same chilling possibility at the same time.

"Teacher Leonard! Don't worry about me, run as fast as you can! I'll help you stop him!"

Adjutant Kotel gnashed his teeth, veins popped, and he tried frantically to break free from the invisible shackles.

But as a swordsman who had been on the battlefield for a long time, he tried his best to resist, but gradually became powerless. The sword seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and could no longer swing it.

Just as Leonard and Kotel fought desperately, a tall black shadow slowly walked out of the mist.

He was wearing a jet-black long robe and holding a mechanical agate staff. Under the mist that kept drifting, his handsome face, cold and indifferent eyes could be vaguely seen, but they flashed with arrogance that looked down on all living beings.

The magic fluctuations he emitted alone made Kotel stop struggling and tremble.

"The third military god, Geyat, the seat of twisted agate..."

Leonard recognized the enemy at a glance, his voice trembled, with desolate despair.

Compared with his adjutant Kotel, he could better recognize the gap between himself and the enemy.

He even felt fortunate that his disciple Juliana was not here.

Because even if Juliana was here, she would not be a match for Geyat.

Geyat did not respond. He just raised his hand and pointed lightly. Leonard and Kotel seemed to be pinched by invisible hands and their mobility was blocked. They knelt down involuntarily.

The two were like puppets with their strings cut off. They had no power to resist and blood gushed out of their mouths.

A few minutes later.

When the fog of Zelde Highland dissipated, only corpses were seen everywhere.

No one in the Urn Star Table Corps was spared. Even the remaining communication magic equipment on the ground was still ringing. The command center in the rear kept asking about the situation on the front line, but no response was received.

…

Halgengard Fortress, southwestern border of the Kingdom of Person.

This ancient fortress stands tall, with its back against the rolling mountains and facing the vast plains, guarding the border city-states behind.

The Hargengard Fortress is surrounded by mountains on three sides, with only a narrow valley passage in the south, where the central army of the Persson Kingdom is stationed. It is the first line of defense on the southeastern border of the Persson Kingdom.

The smoke-filled Hargengard Fortress is full of broken walls and ruins. The thick stone walls were blasted with holes by magic equipment, and the broken stones rolled down, stirring up clouds of dust.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and blood. Inside and outside the fortress were broken limbs and bodies lying in all directions. The blood dyed the soil red and gathered into a smelly pool of blood.

Huge black crows circled and howled, and the sky was crimson and dark as if it was pressing down on the city. At sunset, it seemed that even the heaven and earth were weeping for it.

From time to time, the sounds of fighting, wailing and explosions were heard inside and outside the city, echoing in the valley for a long time, tearing 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 defended the Hargengard Fortress.

Seven days ago, when the Krewe Empire launched an attack, in order to resist the invasion of the Krewe Empire, the Person Kingdom did not mobilize the more critical garrison troops in the south, but sent the Central Army to form a coalition with the garrison on the southwest border.

This force was called the "Person Iron Cavalry", and the first and fifth corps of the Person Iron Cavalry guarded the Hargengard Fortress.

Giovanni, the general of the First Corps, was known as the "Battlefield Tiger". He was handsome, his eyes were like lightning, and his voice was like a bell.

General Giovanni was brave and good at fighting. He charged into battle many times on the battlefield and was invincible.

Lord Roland, the commander of the Fifth Legion, was equally brave and fearless.

He was old, with white hair and a hundred battles, but he was still vigorous, and his face was full of vicissitudes.

The Persian Iron Cavalry were all fierce generals. The armor of the soldiers flashed cold light in the smoke, and the black cloaks fluttered in the wind.

The Persian King's emblem on their chests was particularly eye-catching under the reflection of the artillery fire. Although the Hargengard Fortress was already devastated, the soldiers of the Persian Iron Cavalry were still full of fighting spirit.

They raised their spears high and lined up in a neat and uniform manner on the broken city walls, with their resolute faces full of determination to die.

Once the Hargengard Fortress fell, the towns behind would be slaughtered and looted, and it would be difficult to take back this important place.

They needed to hold on until the reinforcements from the Aquidan troops on the southern border.

General Giovanni and Lord Roland charged into the surging Kremen army, their bodies soaked with blood.

They were invincible on the battlefield at the seventh level.

Despite being besieged by many sixth-level warriors, they were still able to fight their way out.

"Brave Persian warriors!"

General Giovanni shouted loudly, his voice resounding through the sky,

"The invaders of Kremen are right in front of us! But I want to show them what a Persian lion is! What it means to fight to the death! Let them taste our power!"

"Never retreat!"

The soldiers responded in unison, and the loud shouts shook the earth and echoed over Hargengard.

The artillery fire of Kremen became more and more intensive, and the city walls were crumbling, but the momentum of the Persian cavalry only increased.

They believed from the bottom of their hearts that as long as the Hargengard Fortress stood firm, they could protect the people of Persian to the end.

The army of the Krei Empire surged like a tide, black and overwhelming, shaking the earth.

Spears pierced the enemy's chest, sharp blades cut off the enemy's head, magic cannons sounded from time to time, and the battlefield was littered with corpses. The Persian warriors vowed to live and die with the city and never retreat.

They understood that behind them was their homeland and the fate of countless people.

Even if they fought to the last drop of blood, they would fight to protect their country until the last moment of their lives.

"?"

Just as the Persian cavalry resisted step by step, all the soldiers felt an inexplicable pressure, as if an invisible big hand strangled their throats, making their movements gradually slow down.

The color of the sky deepened again, turning into an ominous crimson, and the heavy dark clouds rolled and surged like blood.

The earth began to tremble, and countless cracks appeared on the ground, and blood oozed from the cracks.

The Persian warriors looked at each other and instinctively felt the danger.

"Not good! It's a strong man from Cranbrook!"

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 save the situation.

At this moment, a blood-red comet suddenly streaked across the sky.

The comet dragged 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 fell on the wall of Halgengard.

The visitor was wearing dark red heavy armor, a blood-red cloak, and was arrogant and unruly.

His short black hair was flying like flames, his eyes were blood-red like torches, his eyes were sharp and frightening, and a hot air wave was lingering around him, and the air was distorted.

The earth was suppressed by his momentum, and the air was burning.

The soldiers of the Cretan Empire and the warriors of the Persian Kingdom all stopped moving.

"The seventh military god of the Cretan Empire, Philip, the Blood Jade Seat."

Giovanni uttered this frightening name with difficulty, his face ashen.

According to rumors, Philip is the most warlike of the Cretan military gods. He may have been looking forward to this war for a long time.

Philip smiled cruelly and raised his right hand. Scarlet cracks gradually appeared on the ground. The fire quickly expanded and became as hot as the sun in the blink of an eye.

"The Border Earl of Aquidans is not here. Who else can stop me?"

Philip laughed at the sky with a little disappointment.

"Is it you, or you?"

Before he finished speaking, hundreds of fire pillars tens of meters wide surged from the bottom of Halgengard like a punishment from heaven, reaching the sky and the earth.

Countless soldiers were melted along with the ruins, and screams were heard.

Philip moved forward, and wherever he passed, the warriors of the Persian cavalry were like paper puppets in front of him, melting easily.

"Beast!"

General Giovanni roared and raised his sword to chop Philip.

But before his sword touched Philip, it was blown away by an invisible force, inserted diagonally into the ground, and broke with a bang.

Before Giovanni could react, Philip's fist had pierced his chest, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

"You are not good enough."

Philip loosened his bloody fist and let Giovanni's body fall to the ground.

Lord Roland of the seventh level also did not stop Philip for long, and he also turned into a pool of blood, and even his bones were completely dissolved.

A few minutes later.

The Hargengard Fortress was suddenly breached, and the civilians in the city of Hargengard in the rear were in panic in the face of the sudden disaster.

"Mom, don't!"

"Who can save us!"

"Don't kill her!"

The cries and wails were endless, and people fled in all directions, but there was 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 place was devastated.

Krein's cavalry then rushed into the city like wolves and tigers. They slaughtered not only the defenders of Person, but also the unarmed civilians. In the flash of swords and shadows, the old, weak, women and children were not spared.

Among the countless dead and wounded bodies, only Philip stood proudly, his body covered in blood. He looked around at the miserable situation and laughed a loud laugh of enjoyment. The laughter was creepy and echoed over the sky of Hargengard for a long time.

...

Herton Kingdom, western border, Silva Forest.

This dense primeval forest is like an endless maze, with towering trees covering the sky, vines entwined, and bushes growing.

The terrain of the Silva Forest is complex, and neither the army of the Krein Empire nor the troops of the Kingdom of Heton are willing to go deep into it.

But correspondingly, this place has also become a secret passage that can go around the rear of the enemy's front line.

The elite team of the special assassination force of the Kingdom of Hutton, they marched in the forest like ghosts, waiting for an opportunity to surprise the headquarters of the 32nd Army of the Krei Empire tonight.

As night fell, the Silva Forest was shrouded in darkness.

The towering trees cast eerie shadows, like demons with bared fangs and claws, and the branches and leaves rustled in the wind, filled with a damp smell.

The ground was covered with rotten leaves and dead branches, and every step made a creaking sound.

The night was like solidified ink, and even the moonlight could not penetrate the darkness.

Flashing through the Silva Forest was the Shadow Blade Team of the 7th Special Operations Brigade of the Kingdom of Hutton, composed of six elites.

They belonged to the inner organization of the royal family of the Kingdom of Hutton, and gathered top assassins who could not 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 quick movements.

Captain Reno's eyes are as sharp as those of an eagle, and he can see clearly in the night. 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 Squad has his own skills, and can complement and help each other, and work together perfectly as a team. They come and go like ghosts, and never miss.

This time, they were ordered to launch a "decapitation operation" against the troops of the Krelian Empire stationed outside the Silva Forest.

Reno led the team members forward in the forest.

"The target this time is the commander and chief of staff of the 32nd Legion of the Krelian Army, an old man."

Reno said calmly,

"As long as I get within 30 meters of him, he will be dead, but the difficulty lies mainly in retreat."

"I will help you create a retreat route."

Deputy Captain Catherine added softly, and her temperament does not look like an assassin at all.

"It's time to make achievements. Normally, we can only carry out some cleansing work and anti-assassination security work. Now this war has set off a chaotic world in the southern continent. As long as the Kingdom Federation can win, we may not have to live a life that is not visible to the light anymore. We can get a chance to retire, and it is not impossible to be promoted and become famous."

"After retiring, will we each go far away?"

"No, we are a family who grew up together. I will go to a small village to build a house and wait for you to come back at any time."

This mission is just a commonplace for them.

But every mission that follows may be the most important mission.

Just as the Shadow Blade Team was running and chatting, the wind suddenly whimpered in the Silva Forest.

Reno keenly noticed that something was wrong. As an experienced assassin, his intuition told him that danger was approaching.

He suddenly pulled out the dagger, his eyes scanned the surroundings like a hawk, and shouted in a low voice.

"Be careful, there are enemies approaching."

Other team members also went on alert and held their weapons tightly.

Catherine narrowed her eyes slightly, and the Shadow Blade Squad was facing a great enemy, but they could not see any trace of the enemy.

There was obviously a problem.

But as assassins, they could not find the enemy's trace.

Until a faint sandalwood scent came from nowhere, which was incompatible with the humidity in the forest.

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded behind the Shadow Blade Squad.

"Everyone, there is no need to be so nervous. I have no hostility."

Everyone turned around suddenly.

They never dreamed that they, the top assassins, would be approached unknowingly.

What was even more frightening was that although the person who spoke had a gentle tone, it made everyone feel a chill to the bone, as if ice water was poured into their bones.

They saw a young man wearing a white robe and embroidered with complicated and gorgeous patterns already standing beside them.

He has short light blond hair and a clear face.

But the most heart-stopping thing was his silver eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

This man exuded an otherworldly aura, which was incompatible with the gloominess of the Silva Forest.

"Who are you……?!"

Rui Nuo's expression changed greatly, but he did not dare to attack rashly.

Because the other party took the initiative to stay so close, he didn't feel the possibility that he could assassinate the other party.

"The eleventh military god of the Creain Empire, Simon Lo, the Emerald Seat."

The man with light blond hair and white robe replied.

"Look at how beautiful the moonlight is tonight. It's not a good time to fight."

Simonro said with a smile, his tone as soft as a sigh,

"What do you think?"

"..."

No one dared to answer.

The air was frozen, and only the rapid breathing of the members of the Shadow Blade team could be heard.

They were all waiting for Ruino's order.

"Then if we want to leave, will you let us go?"

Ruinuo said in a deep voice.

"of course not."

Simonro replied matter-of-factly,

"I definitely can't let you endanger the Creation Empire. It is inevitable that you will be captured."

"Do it!"

Ruinuo shouted sharply the moment he heard this.

If you are captured by the opponent, it is better to fight with the opponent desperately!

Before he finished speaking, the dagger in Ruino's hand had already been thrown out, heading straight for Simon Luo's throat.

There was a flash of silver light, and the dagger hit the target accurately.

At such a close distance, Simonro did not completely avoid it.

or.

He didn't want to hide at all.

After the dagger pierced Simonro's chest, it turned into bits of broken light and disappeared without a trace.

"Okay, can you calm down? I really don't want to hurt you."

Simon Luo remained calm, except that his white robe was punctured, and his skin was quickly healed.

But the members of the Hutton Kingdom's special assassination force apparently refused to negotiate with Simon Roe.

In their opinion, Simonro gave too many loopholes.

Attack when you need to attack, run when you need to run.

But.

All attacks were in vain three feet away from Simon Luo, as if they hit an invisible wall.

"Since negotiations have failed, there is nothing we can do."

Simonro sighed, and finally there was a sense of determination in his tone.

As soon as he finished speaking, Simonro raised his right hand and made a fist.

A gust of wind suddenly rose, and the members of the Shadow Blade team were instantly blown away, like kites with broken strings.

Countless big trees rose from the ground throughout the forest, losing gravity at this moment!

The biting wind cut their bodies like sharp knives, and blood splashed in the air.

Just a moment.

Several escaping Shadow Blade members fell to the ground or were hung on trees. Their bodies were cut beyond recognition and broken into countless pieces.

Ruinuo, who escaped fatal injuries, managed to stand up, but was covered in blood and crumbling.

"Monster! You monster!"

Ruinuo roared, his eyes cracked.

But as a Hutton soldier, he will never surrender to a strong enemy!

"What's the point."

Simonro said to himself pitifully.

There was a slight smile on his lips, and his fingertips pointed at Ruino.

Just when Ruino was concentrating on avoiding the wind blade, pretending to attack but actually looking for an opportunity to evacuate.

He felt like he was enveloped in a shallow light, and all the injuries on his body were healed.

And Simonro was still looking at him with a smile.

It's like telling him - even if I help you completely heal a few more times, what can you do?

"..."

At this moment, Ruino felt truly powerless.

The crows in the Silva Forest were startled for a few times, and finally the noises calmed down.

…

Posen Kingdom a few hours later.

As the hub in the eastern region that connects the Kingdom of Aloran on the left and the Kingdom of Hutton on the right, the top management is in a mess at this moment.

In the heart of Parrieu, the capital of Poisson, lies the magnificent King's Ministry of Defense Building.

The building is made of gray and white marble, with six ancient Parian columns supporting the triangular gable.

Entering the building, you will see a spacious hall with a statue of the national emblem of the Posen Kingdom. A spiral staircase deep in the hall leads to the core area of ​​the Ministry of National Defense.

The dispatch center is located on the third floor of the Department of Defense building.

People wearing military uniforms and high-level civilian uniforms of the Posen Kingdom were constantly running back and forth.

They connected using communication magic, gathered around a smart touch table, and communicated with solemn expressions.

The surface of the touch table displays the military deployment map of the various border defense lines of the Posen Kingdom in real time, and the different colored light spots represent different military services and the number of troops.

"Now, not only us, but also the defense lines of the Kingdom of Aloran and the Kingdom of Hutton have been severely damaged. There is basically no need to ask for help."

The intelligence officer used a magic mechanical pen to circle a few flashing red dots on the screen, and his tone was solemn. Now it all depends on the strongest western hub area to attract firepower, otherwise the east side will be even worse.

"Our army's dispatched troops in the southwest have lost nearly one-third, and the surviving troops are retreating south. At this rate, even if the defense of the South Asia Kuidan Territory can be strengthened, the southwest is basically ready to give up."

He looked at the changing data on the screen and said gloomily.

While the noise continues.

Footsteps sounded, and a figure came along the stairs to the third floor, and many figures immediately surrounded him.

"Mr. Lieutenant General, the border is asking for help. Do we, the Central Army, continue to send troops?"

They quickly asked Nigel, who was now a lieutenant general.

"... Let the Senate decide. I think there is little point in continuing reinforcements to the southwest."

Nigel shook his head with tired eyes, as if he didn't know what to do.

There are constant turmoils before and after. Although Nigel is not a general who will easily go to the front line to fight, if he is really beaten to Huadu, he will be the last line of defense commander to defend Huadu.

His responsibilities are equally important.

What's more, even if he goes, he may not be able to reverse the situation of the war.

At this time, he couldn't help but think of the teacher who had passed away. If he had been as powerful as Perlman, he might really be able to play a vital role on the frontline battlefield.

After the battle in Huadu that night, he once again understood the sentence "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 like a short-lived creature, it will be limited. If you don't have fireworks, it will be difficult to become stronger quickly.

The piece of [Parroni's Grudge] that Perlman forcibly implanted in his body has almost become one with him. After regaining himself, he did not choose to separate it, but worked hard to rely on himself. Suppress and harness its power.

If one day he has to face a powerful eighth-level enemy again, he may need to rely on this barely legendary madness ability to be able to fight against it.

Nigel simply dealt with the officers and civilian officials around him and went straight to the rear.

I saw a rest area on one side of the third floor.

Ranchi and Thalia were drinking tea.

"Nigel, here we come."

Lan Qi noticed Nigel and suddenly smiled.

He and Thalia stayed in the Poisen Kingdom for nearly a week due to transportation. Now they are paying attention to the battle situation and traffic information every day. The person responsible for taking care of them in the Poisen Kingdom has gradually changed from Countess Rosalinda to Nigel. .

Now that the war has begun, Countess Rosalinda, as a platinum-level card maker and expert in magic engineering, has been immediately recruited into the military industry department, and she is extremely busy every day.

"Lanchi, 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 with core city defense systems like Huadu Parrieu, the magic rail train passes by Anywhere else could be very dangerous."

Nigel took off his military hat, sat opposite them, bowed his head and said to them.

What today brings is not good news, but bad news that they will have to stay for an unknown period of time.

Cross-border transportation is frequently attacked, with fewer and fewer stations and routes available, and no one knows where the city-state will fall together.

Now if you want to return to the Hutton Kingdom, there are many uncertainties with the only magic energy rail train.

At present, the safest plan is to head all the way east within the country, and then transfer to a small vehicle after exiting the country, crossing several small countries in the eastern region, and arriving at the Kingdom of Hutton in the easternmost part of the Southern Continent.

Even then, it takes a long time and is extremely risky.

"Your status as a scientific researcher is enough for the Creation Empire to send enough force to kidnap you. In the worst case scenario, if your itinerary information is leaked, you will face a situation of death and no life."

Nigel added.

Although the large forces of the Crean Empire will not directly attack the Posen Kingdom, the high-level assassins of the Crean Empire can make surprise attacks, and once they leave the country, there may even be military gods.

"It doesn't matter. We were already prepared when we knew the war started. We were even lucky that we didn't wake up and set off in a hurry, otherwise we might have been blocked halfway."

Lan Qi shook his head and patted Nigel's shoulder in relief.

The last time he fought against the strong eighth-level Pearlman, he was already sweating. He had to rely on his and Thalia's Demon King's special attack, plus the routine to win Pearlman twice. No matter which Imperial War God he encountered, he might Something is going to happen.

And even if the difference in hard power is not big and it constitutes attribute restraint, it will still become one side suppressing the other side.

For example, Thalia's spiritual magic does not work on alchemical organisms, so if she meets the corrupt bishop Farmer, she has no chance of winning.

"Lanchi, Tata..."

Nigel's expression became a little bitter, and he seemed to be speechless.

It would be safest to wait for a good time before arranging Lan Qi's return.

At least this period was the most turbulent, and the Posen Kingdom itself was a little overwhelmed.

"Can you be entrusted to serve as our magic engineer in the near future?"

Nigel looked at the two and finally spoke.

He himself owed Lan Qi and Tata a favor, but now that the Posen Kingdom was unable to send them back safely, it had to entrust them with help, which was a bit of "repaying a favor with an enemy", which really made him feel guilty.

"no problem."

Lan Qi glanced at Talia, then nodded and agreed simply.

Nigel was a lifelong friend of both of them, and there wasn't much to say.

"Thank you, that's a big help."

Nigel breathed a sigh of relief.

Not only are their two platinum-level card makers providing assistance as magic craftsmen, but the Kingdom of Posen currently lacks top combat power. With their presence, Nigel can feel a little more at ease.

suddenly.

The communication magic device in 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."

There was a buzzing sound.

"Why so fast?"

Nigel stood up immediately.

Lan Qi also looked confused and was paying attention to the front. Although he did not have the authority to coordinate the battle situation, he would give some suggestions as a technical support expert.

"It's Philip, the Seventh Army God who is sealed on the Blood Chalcedony Seat. He's crazy. He launched a second round of attack!"

"..."

When Nigel heard this, his expression froze for a moment.

"Sorry, Lanci, Tata, I might go to confirm the situation. If necessary, I will also go to the front line to provide support."

After listening to the communication, he apologized to Lanci and Talia and prepared to leave.

Lanci and Thalia 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 at his side.

Lan Qi had only heard hearsay about the strength of the Twelve Gods of War before, but what level it was, just listening to the students from the Alchemy School of Icerite Academy, definitely did not know the level of fighting power of the real generals of the Posen Kingdom like Nigel. accurate.

Nigel was silent for a moment.

"If they are the strongest military gods, no unit in our Kingdom of Posen can compete with them one-on-one. I am afraid that only Loren, the great priest of your country, can fight against the military gods head-on."

he replied.

"Besides the First Army God Sea Sintos, are there any other strong men in the Creain Empire who are stronger than Loren?"

Lan Qi thought for a while and asked Nigel again.

Of the forces he currently knows about the Creation Empire, apart from the blood clan, the strongest one should be Hyacintos, the strongest man in the Southern Continent.

The extinct bishop of the northern continent is also the origin of the term "super bishop-level strength". He has always been called the head of the twelve military gods of the Creain Empire in the southern continent and the military god Hyacintos who was awarded the Diamond Seat.

In Lan Qi's perception, Loren was a ceiling-level powerhouse, famous throughout the Southern Continent, and no one would question his power.

Lanci didn't know how much better Hyacintos was than Loren.

But at present, it seems that Loren is obviously not at the level of Hyacintos.

"...I'm afraid there are three or four who will be stronger than Loren. I don't mean to offend, I'm just stating the facts. Among the Twelve Gods of War, Loren can only be said to be at the upper level, not the top."

Nigel shook his head.

"..."

Lanci and Thalia looked at each other again.

They believed that Nigel's intelligence and judgment were fine.

Nigel is an extremely reliable teammate.

In comparison, a typical negative teaching material is the Snow Witch, and her information seems to be incorrect.

"Nigel."

Lan Qi suddenly stopped Nigel and at the same time asked the cat boss to activate the sound sealing barrier.

Nigel noticed that Lan Qi seemed to have something important to discuss with him, so he stopped for the time being.

"During this period, Tata and I will do our best to help you in the rear of the Posen Kingdom, but can you find a way to help me get an identity and a channel that allows me to disguise myself as a businessman or something like that, from Yaquidan in the south? Lead the infiltration into the Creation Empire?"

Ranchi stared at Nigel and said.

He couldn't ask anyone for this kind of thing in Posen Kingdom, or he couldn't trust anyone, except Nigel, whose reliability he believed in.

Lan Qi has never been good at talking head-on, but if he wants to go to the opposite house to start a business, then the expert is here.

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