"Are you kidding me? The general of the Holy Demon Empire didn't go north?" Sitting on his throne, His Majesty Hook looked at his uncle Zorn in front of him in shock, and gritted his teeth and yelled: "How are you doing things?
of?"
When Zorn heard the reprimand, he could only lower his head. He lowered his voice and said: "At that time, the general of the Holy Demon Empire was very dissatisfied with our move south... So, in order to calm the other party..."
"Hmph!" Hearing that Zorn had brought out people from the Holy Demon Empire as a shield, Hook was helpless. Although he always felt that the Holy Demon Empire should give him an explanation, when he really faced the Holy Demon Empire, he
I also feel very guilty.
He has been suppressed for so long that he has forgotten what it feels like to stand up. As a monarch of a mortal empire, he has always been kneeling on the ground, not even daring to look up at the people of the Holy Demon Empire...
"Then what should we do now? Ah? I won't say anything about ceding the territory in the south. I also lost Naaru City in the north! My territory! Those are all my territory!" Hook knocked on the armrest of the throne,
shouted to Zorn.
"Your Majesty! I am willing to personally lead an army of 100,000 people to the north to level Elanthir! I will vent my hatred for Your Majesty!" Zorn felt that he should make meritorious service and restore his image.
His proposal was in line with His Majesty Hook's thoughts. It is not impossible to recover the losses that cannot be recovered in Dothan in the north. After wiping out Ireland Hill, Yalant, who has the advantage of artillery,
Maybe we can also get some benefits from the Grassland Empire.
Once he had this idea, Hook had more things to think about: "There are already 100,000 soldiers going north. If you bring the main force back north, you will have an army of 200,000... It won't be difficult to defeat Ireland."
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"Of course it's not a difficult task! We have 80 red cannons and so many experienced soldiers. It's not a difficult task at all to defeat an Ailanthir!" Zorn said with confidence.
Just kidding, it's natural that you can't defeat the Holy Demon Empire, but if you can't defeat Elanthir, then you really are incompetent. Zorn knows that he can't lose again. If he loses again, it will be a small thing for him to fall out of favor. I guess
The sister who is the queen will be implicated.
Just when he vowed to defeat Alan Hill, a dusty officer rushed into the hall and knelt behind Zorn: "Your Majesty! The news just came from the front line. Volavo was killed by Alan Hill.
Breached!"
"What?" Before Alan Hook could say anything in shock, General Zorn, who was kneeling in front of the officer, was so frightened that he subconsciously asked: "Are you kidding me? Is Wallawona east of Naaru City?
Far away?"
"Yes! When the city was broken, the old general Franky had people return to the royal city with news, saying that the Ailanthil army had broken through the city wall in one day, and Volavo could not be saved... I didn't dare to delay, I just got it
Report the news of your arrival in the royal city immediately!" The officer lowered his head and his tone was already choked with sobs.
"Impossible! General French is one of the most famous generals in our army! He is determined and capable, and Volavo City has so many troops. How could it be possible that it was captured in just one day?" General Zorn retorted, still in disbelief.
He is the military chief of the Arant Empire, and he knows the defense of the entire empire very well. Because he wants to go south to attack the Dothan Empire, he deliberately left some powerful characters in the north who can fight hard.
Although Adam, who defends the Naaru, is greedy, he is still very capable. There are at least 3,000 capable soldiers in the city of Naaru, plus the surrounding castles, it is definitely more than enough to withstand the sneak attack of Elanthir.
The person guarding the direction of Bude is the emperor's uncle Alan Lombak. He is a famous general in the world and has 50,000 elite soldiers in his hand. He also added some improved versions of giant red cannons, and his combat effectiveness is quite powerful.
Although the general stationed in Maritsa has a low reputation, he is also a mature and prudent choice. We don't expect him to create any miracles, but he is still very confident in defending a city.
Wallawo to the east guarded the magic concentrate, so Zorn arranged for a trustworthy old general. Franky, who was known to be popular and capable, had such a veteran guarding the place, so Zorn felt free to go south.
It's good now. Adam from Naaru City is Prime Minister Clark's confidant. If he loses him, he will lose the Prime Minister's face. Looking back, Prime Minister Clark seems to be responsible for losing Naaru.
But now that Volavo is lost, this matter is serious: it is not just a simple loss of a city, but there is also a problem with the magic concentrate further east, which will shake the foundation of Arant.
!
"What the soldier sent was indeed the old general's order. Volavo has indeed... been lost." Because he had repeatedly confirmed the handwriting and seal, the officer who sent the message had to repeat the report again.
"Damn it! Your Majesty! I will be ordered to go north! Take back Wolavo!" Zorn, who realized that the situation was serious, was really angry this time. He really didn't expect that he was so contemptuous and wanted this summer
Alan Hill, who went back to deal with it later, actually caused such a big trouble to himself at this time.
Therefore, Zorn, who has already had murderous intentions, is now filled with the idea of destroying Elanthir.
"Your Majesty!" At this time, another officer broke into the main hall where few people usually broke in. He knelt beside the previous herald, raised his head and reported loudly: "The news just sent... Mali
Check, it’s lost!”
"This!" Alan Hooker was shocked by two consecutive pieces of news. He was just about to agree to let Zorn lead the troops north, but at this time, another piece of news came. He was really angry.
, and he had clenched his fists unconsciously.
His fingernails had sunk into the flesh of his palm, and he didn't even realize it. The emperor of the Alant Empire was really on the verge of exploding at this moment. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth and laughed fiercely.
Nodding: "Okay! Very good! They are all my good ministers! Good ministers!"
"Your Majesty, calm down!" Zorn knew that his brother-in-law was really angry now, so he quickly admonished: "Your Majesty, I will lead the troops north to level Eilandhir! I won't waste a moment!"
"Ha! Franky, Adam...so many generals were swept away by Ai Lancier as if they were in no one's land, and they swept across my empire! The news was just sent back a few days ago that the opponent's troops are limited! What's the result?
? Maritsa and Volavo fell one after another. Is this the so-called opponent’s limited military strength? If the opponent’s military strength is sufficient, will my royal city also be occupied by them? Ah?”
The frustrated Hook shouted angrily and banged the armrest of his throne. He no longer cared about the appearance of the monarch, and his face was full of anger: "I have worked hard for this country! What about you? Clark is greedy too.
That’s it, he is an outsider after all, what about you? Ah? You actually failed to live up to my expectations again and again?”
"Your Majesty, calm down!" Zorn no longer knew what to say. He had originally expected that his southward attack would stabilize the southern border of the empire. He would then go north to teach Ailan Hill a lesson and make an immortal contribution. But now,
But he could only swallow the bitter fruit of failure.
If it weren't for the erratic attitude of the Holy Demon Empire... Thinking of this, Zorn secretly clenched his fists. He thought of Ildor's bossy face, and thought of the soldiers who died tragically near the Fallen Abyss River.
Even more angry.
He wanted revenge, even if he lost the position of the general of the Arant Empire, he still wanted revenge! So he lowered his head and endured the insults from his brother-in-law, the emperor, and waited for the other party to send him north to kill the mysterious Elanxi.
you.
At this moment, a familiar figure stumbled into the hall. This time, it was not an officer announcing a funeral, but a man whose armor was covered with dust and looked very embarrassed.
As soon as he came in, he knocked over a candlestick. With the help of several guards, he finally staggered to Zorn's side. Only then did Zorn realize that the person who came in was the guard general from the direction of Bude, the emperor's uncle.
General Alan Lombak.
"Prince Lombak?" General Zorn looked at the man beside him, widened his eyes and exclaimed: "Why do you look like this? Also, aren't you in Bude?"
"Uncle!" Alan Hooker was extremely surprised when he saw his uncle suddenly appearing in the royal city. He stood up from his throne, took two steps forward before stopping, and asked
: "What on earth happened!"
"Your Majesty! General Zorn! I was defeated! It was a complete defeat! Bude's defenders and 50,000 border troops were wiped out... I have a heavy responsibility and deserve to die!" He didn't take much rest along the way and ran away frantically towards the royal city.
Lombak said with an air of anger.
His words stunned Zorn on the spot: all the guarding generals in the three directions were defeated! These famous generals and old generals he had high hopes for all failed to complete their missions without exception!
Where did Airanthil find so many generals? Where did they conjure up so many "elite soldiers"? How could they defeat more with less and defeat the Arantian army in three directions in one go?
Zorn, who was full of questions, looked at His Majesty the Emperor in the direction of the throne. At this time, Alan Hooker's face was extremely ugly. His empire lost four major cities in just a few dozen days.
There is also a large territory. His army suffered heavy casualties, and even maintaining the defense line seemed a bit stretched.
Just when he was about to explode again, Lombard shouted something unexpected: "They have a new type of cannon! It can hit farther than the red cannon given to us, and even farther than our improved second-generation red cannon."