Chapter 1117: The Great War Is Coming
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In the world of consciousness, the two volcanic craters in the void in the distance had a rich fire rising into the sky. As the hot magma flowed down the mountain, forming patterns www.biquge.info of different shapes, and finally submerged into the void, Eren seemed to hear all the cells in his body singing in joy. There was an invisible shackle in his body that "clicked" open, and the source of the heavenly fire roared and churned, and Alan knew that he had advanced again.
Twenty-seven levels, this combat power is enough to make a lieutenant general in the Federation. And in Heavenly Star, as long as he can have enough territory, he can even be promoted to a marquis immediately, even if his combat power level is one level lower than the imperial standard. However, with his record of slashing through the walls of Mirahand, causing most of the city to fall into flames, this difference is almost negligible.
God knows how much Alan wants to enter the depths of consciousness again, to explore the infinite red land and the will of the ancestors. However, considering that the Flame Castle was approaching, Eren retreated from the world of consciousness peacefully. When he opened his eyes, he felt a genetic circuit in his body spring up like mushrooms after a rain, and a new ability came to his mind.
Fiery volcanoes.
A destructive ability that is completely inclined to attack, and is a group attack. When activated, it creates a binding force field that forcibly gathers opponents within the force field's area of effect before launching a lethal attack. Of course, because its attack range is as high as nearly 100 square meters, it is obvious that this ability must be used carefully, otherwise it will be embarrassing to pull friendly troops in.
The sky was slightly bright.
Alan had no pajamas and simply got out of bed. He opened the window and could see the gray-blue sky outside, and the city still sleeping beneath it.
Sharp Rock.
The third city, occupied by Marsen, fell into the hands of the crusaders yesterday evening without resistance. In fact, since the destruction of the city of Miraham, it is not known if the defenders of the other two cities have been frightened. Long before Sharp Rock, the second city, Pike, only symbolically resisted a few times, and the soldiers defending the city surrendered early.
Afterwards, Waddrick learned that there were only about a hundred soldiers left behind to defend at that time, and that the main force of the original defenders had already evacuated the city before the crusaders arrived. Sharp Rock was even more desperate, with not half of the defenders, and Alan remembered arriving in the city last night, the gates were wide open, and the city's inhabitants were left behind, looking at them with helpless eyes.
The food reserves of Sharp Rock were plundered, and the defenders left an empty city for Woodrick, and everything they could take with them, including food and young men, was swept away by the defenders. As a result, Waddrick had to settle the inhabitants of the city first, distributing the rations to the inhabitants and writing to the imperial capital to ask for material support.
Now Sharp Rock is quiet, but in the shadow of countless buildings, I don't know how many homeless residents lie down. Their house was demolished before the defenders left, blocking the road, and Woodrick had to clear several main roads to restore traffic to the city. In fact, Sharp Rock is not wealthy, strictly speaking, all three cities of Miraham. The defenders were not able to take much food with them, but it would be fatal to the outcast residents of Sharpstone, if Woodrick hadn't opened up the rations.
The city's most abundant resource is stone, a stone that is outrageously hard. Even though the city has several large stone mines, it is still difficult for the people to live in a world of Olisga.
But no matter what, time always moves forward against the clock, and it doesn't stop because of anyone. Whether it is a nobleman or a commoner, everyone is equal before time. Therefore, the gray-blue sky in the east gradually dyed the sunlight with a touch of gold, and the city gradually had a human voice. When a new day comes, no matter how difficult life is, as long as you have to go on until you close your eyes.
People have to rebuild their houses, and in order for the quarries to resume production, the inhabitants must exchange their hard work for the capital of life, after all, military rations are not infinitely available. Of course, the Empire will help, but it will not be enough to keep them out of poverty forever.
After breakfast, the herald brought a message from Woodrick. Alan took Edward out of his city lodgings and went to the City Lord's Mansion to discuss with Woodrick about the attack on Flame Castle. Walking along a main road in Sharp Rock, while passing through a small square, Alan saw Miro. The priest was standing on a stone that had been moved, describing to the crowd the benefits of becoming a believer. One of the greatest benefits is the aid of the church, which will bring food to these poor believers, and of course the believers will have to give their allegiance to the church.
Alan shook his head and said softly: "Mirรณ often says that in fact, between the church and believers, it is just a transaction. โ
"But such a deal is mutually beneficial, so why not?" Edward pointed to the onlookers, "See those tired faces?" I believe that they are in great need of Father Mirรณ's spiritual care right now, even beyond the material. โ
"Maybe that's the charm of faith."
"Do you have faith? Master Allen? โ
"Me?" Alan smiled and patted the Red King: "Yes, my sword is my faith." โ
Edward gave a disapproving expression.
In the conference hall of the City Lord's Mansion, it was rearranged. The old clutter had been cleared up, leaving it to the residents to dispose of whatever could be used, and Woodrick's request was that it was spacious enough to fit the sands of war. The general's orders were carried out most thoroughly, at least Alan who walked into the room didn't even see a curtain, but in this way, the place seemed to be well-lit.
In addition to the important figures of Wandrick, Julian, and Bellekay, there were a dozen or so officers of all sizes below. The meeting didn't seem to have begun yet, with Bellekay alone and the others standing in twos and threes, and Waddrick and the prince talking about something. Seeing Allen appear, the general coughed dryly and said, "Everyone, please come here." โ
The vicinity of the war sand table was immediately filled with people, and the model on the sand table was re-assembled last night. From above, it is not difficult to see the Flame Castle where Masson is located, and the newly built town in front of the castle, the long, winding town wall seems to tell everyone that behind that wall is Masson's territory.
With his hands propped on the table, Woodrick's gaze swept over the crowd and said in a deep voice, "According to the Scout's report, our enemy has gathered their forces and is all stationed on Flame Castle and this nameless town. Guys, Masson wants to have a big game with us, what do you think about that? โ
Julian pondered for a moment and said, "Admittedly, concentrating all our forces is a huge obstacle to our crusade against Flame Castle. But this is not a good thing, as long as Masen's main force is defeated here, the Sword Lord will no longer have the strength to make a comeback. โ
"I agree with His Highness." Bellekai, who had never expressed it at the meeting before, said in a rare voice this time: "Using a battle to decide the winner is simply and exciting." If I procrastinate for several fights, I'm afraid I'll fall asleep. โ
Woodrick shook his head, disagreeing with Bellekay's words. The Ten Holy Powers are not necessarily a good military strategist, and Bellekai's stage is to face off against Masson, not on any battlefield. Woodrick looked at Allen, who was smiling and silent, and said, "What is the Earl's opinion?" โ
Alan pointed to the town wall and said solemnly, "This thing is too long, I can't split it this time." โ
Julian laughed, making the atmosphere in the chamber less serious. Allen's words evoked memories of the day he broke through the city with a single sword, and it successfully inspired the confidence of the officers present. Eren reminded them that in addition to the Ten Saint powerhouses like Belle Kai in the crusading army, there was also him, a master who could threaten the Ten Saint powerhouses. There was also a smile on Waddrick's resolute face: "I didn't plan to let the Earl do that again, not to mention that, as you said, this time the guard wall is too long, and another Mirahan feat is just a waste of your source power." I don't believe that after hearing about Miraham, Mason will not be unguarded against you. โ
"So what is the General going to let me do this time?" Alan asked with a wink.
Woodrick said directly: "It's very simple, I will allocate you a team of men and horses at that time, plus the Earl's own men." I want you to form an assault team to take out the enemy's strong men. Without the support of the strong, I do not believe that Masson's defense line can stop the pace of our army. โ
"This happens to be what I'm good at, and I guarantee that except for Masson, the other enemy masters will disappear one by one."
Woodrick nodded, "I think Lord Bellekay will be happy to greet Masson if he makes a move." โ
Bellekai tapped his pipe on the table and sighed, "Let's talk about it first, it's not my forte. If I were to confront Masson's sword, the odds would be slim. So I need a helper, a helper who can take on Masson head-on, so I still have a chance to take him off. โ
Woodrick straightened, "I'll cover you, my lord." โ
"That's it." Bellekai said happily.
After discussing the details of the attack, the meeting was dissolved. The crusaders will spend another day in Sharp Rock, leaving at dawn tomorrow, and are expected to arrive at the nameless town in front of Blaze Castle by noon. So today is a rare day off, but the big war is in the middle of it, everyone is hurrying to prepare, and they are not willing to waste their time.
Walking in the golden morning light, wearing armor with red stripes on a silver background, and a fiery red cloak hanging from his back, Masson walked up to a tower. He looked condescendingly, groups of soldiers lined up in several phalanxes, looking up, all eyes falling on him. Masson's eyes lit up, as if there was a flame erupting from it, and in an instant, a majesty enveloped the audience. He showed a bright and confident smile, looked at the soldiers downstairs and said succinctly: "This battle will be won!" โ
Victory-
His epilogue echoed over the empty ice field, as if the ice field was also chanting!
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