There's not much to say hello to.

Soon, after a short private chat, the meeting began to get to the point.

"Your Majesty Modo, the Entente has just received new news, and they have increased the conditions for requesting troops to rescue again. "The old emperor of the Orlan Empire, as the host, was the first to speak.

He held a copy of the news he had just received in his hand, and said with a wry smile at the little dwarf Modo, and there was a lot of sadness in his words.

The vast Entente is coming to an end, but this is not the case with his empire, and His Royal Highness, the first heir to the Oran Empire, has been leading the evacuation team for some time.

Their group of people are basically the elites and seeds of the younger generation of the Orlan Empire, and they are also the hope of the future of the Oran Empire, but His Majesty the Old Emperor has no confidence in whether these young people can return to the homeland of the Orlan Empire in their lifetime......

"Hey~ These politicians of the Entente countries, when has this been, they are still playing these tricks. Roland IX leaned back in his chair and let out such a sigh of weakness.

The mental outlook of one of the two giants of the God of War Alliance looks a little bad, and no matter how energetic a person is, if he can only sleep less than four hours a day, and then basically spend the rest of his time dealing with various official affairs, he has not collapsed for a long time, and he is already Roland IX's nerves, surprisingly tenacious.

Roland IX drank it in one gulp, a large cup of bitter strong tea, and forcibly lifted his spirit.

Then he continued: "Don't they know that we will definitely not sit idly by and watch such a powerful friendly army be wiped out by the Burning Legion; ”

"Even if there is no benefit, we will definitely send troops to support them, I think the same is true of those in the Temple of Light, and they are not willing to face the fact that after the Entente is wiped out, they will have a free hand and a more powerful Burning Legion. ”

Speaking of this, Roland IX asked a question that caused a headache for everyone present: "The question is, we are now willing to send troops to the rescue, so how to cross the distance of half a continent and arrive in time before the Entente is wiped out." ”

Indeed, this is a very real and fatal big problem, and the bigwigs of the God of War Alliance suddenly became distressed about this problem.

Not to mention the fact that a large part of the Burning Corps controls the area controlled by the Burning Corps, with the current mainstream combat strength of the coalition forces and the advantage of the defensive line, can still play a tug-of-war with the Burning Corps.

However, if the two sides are dragged to the wilderness to engage in a field battle, then they are simply asking for a dead end, and the combat effectiveness of the two sides is not at the same level at all.

What's even worse is that even if you successfully fight your way through a bloody road and finally reach the French Empire, but such a long journey, even if the reinforcements are all cavalry troops, it will take several months to arrive.

And the Marchi defense line, which was blown into the sky by the French people, must not have lasted so long......

It would have been a very good choice to transport reinforcements by sea when the overland march was not feasible, but it was clear that the Burning Legion had been prepared for this when it had drawn up its battle plan.

According to the report of the little gnome, all the forces now know that the mysterious sea forces that attacked Pearl Harbor are the Naga from the Vortex Sea and the huge slave army they control.

These races living in the sea have a great advantage in the battle against the indigenous naval forces of the mainland, and now that the most powerful sea force in the Fila continent has been easily dealt with by them, the waters around the Jose Empire have completely become their home turf.

Before the Jose Empire sends their various detachments back to their homeland and gathers them together to win these naga, no matter how many reinforcements they send, they will all be sent to their deaths in vain.

In the hearts of everyone present, there was still a vague speculation that was not revealed, that is: even if the Jose Empire gathered the remaining detachments, the hope of defeating the Naga and their slave army was very slim......

As soon as the first topic of the meeting began, everyone was stuck in this almost unsolvable problem, and in the end, everyone who had been thinking hard to no avail, subconsciously looked at the little dwarf Modo, who seemed to be constantly creating miracles.

They all know that the United Air Force has basically been abolished in the past few months, but what if this magical little dwarf brings unexpected miracles to everyone?

In the face of the burning eyes of so many big men full of hope, the little dwarf Lord Modo was in a dilemma, and indeed he had a way and a great chance to solve this big problem and save the stormy Entente.

But the problem is that the method that the little dwarf thought of was too cruel to the executor, even to the point of hurting the heavens and the earth.

It is true that the Combined Air Force is currently full of wounded soldiers, and it is indeed impossible to count on them to fight in recent months, but this does not mean that the little dwarf Lord Modo cannot find the air power that can be dispatched.

In the underground world, there are still more than 200,000 harpys, and the adult males among these harpies have long been cleaned up by Lord Modo, and without exception, they have all been organized into the seven major air divisions.

The rest of the old and young women and children, although their physical fitness is much worse, but the innate talent of flying, there is no problem at all, let them fight hand-to-hand combat with the fierce winged demons, naturally the effect is extremely poor.

However, if these people are strapped to explosives bags and act as kamikazes, they are no different from adult Hippogriffs.

First using the kamikaze to destroy the few winged demon troops of the Burning Legion, and then letting the remaining harpies, old and young, drop bombs above the heads of the Burning Legion, which is still a perfect tactic.

It's just that the little dwarf Modo told himself intellectually that this tactic has amazing lethality, but the little dwarf Modo also understands very well that the result of this is that after the First World War, the Hippogriff race, which originally had a population of hundreds of thousands, will be wiped out.

The little dwarf Modo, who was in a dilemma, really couldn't let these eagles, who had been loyal to him in recent years, make such a huge sacrifice, and for a while, he couldn't make up his mind to make this decision.