Chapter 1515: The Awe of the Imperial God of War

The war preparations of the Gwana Empire are in full swing, and no matter how much it is done, it will not make people feel at ease.

Even if humanity has been for quite some time and has not experienced a war with demons. But since discovering that the Abyss Gate had been opened more than a year ago, and the demons and orcs had assembled into an army, the performance of this evil coalition was enough to make people worry about their future and that of the Lost Land.

On the Imperial Front, the nominal commander-in-chief is, of course, the emperor, and no one dares to question this. But the actual commander is the old Carvey Gong who led the organization of the entire defense line in Risa - Ricardo? Kaveh.

He knew better than anyone else the horrors of the coming demon legion. As the old saying goes, the more people know, the deeper the fear of the unknown.

Ricardo? Kaveh is a transcendent, but not a brave man. The true brave is the one who can break through all difficulties and obstacles with a fearless spirit. The transcendent is simply a person who has evolved from a primitive life form to the next stage.

It is precisely because he is no longer primitive that the old duke can better understand how terrible those higher level beings are for human beings. Even if he doesn't talk about those vanity, he once hunted a demon when he was young.

It was a righteous act, accomplished at a terrible cost. A demon summoned by the wicked and crossed the border slaughtered an entire town. The young Ricardo, who was trained as an adventurer, gathered many companions to defeat the demon.

The crusade was successful, but it cost a lot of lives. It was this costly success that made the young Ricardo determined to go home and return to the young gentleman he had known since childhood.

Today's self is no longer the impulsive young man of the past. Thinking of the death match against the 'one-headed' demon in the past, he saw a desperate emotion.

This time it's against a whole army. It was as if the feeling of a dream demon pressing down on his body deepened with every breath.

Maybe only after you really prove with your own hands that you can easily beat the other party, can you get out of such a dream demon. Otherwise, the boss would feel that he would have to succumb to this pressure.

…… Is this old age and afraid of death? Although the transcendent is detached from the primitive life, whether the life span has been improved and how much it has been improved is something that no one can say.

It is possible that one moment it is still alive and kicking around, and the next moment it will go into eternal sleep. This uncertainty is the reason that oppresses some transcendent beings to go down the wrong path.

If it were a normal time, Ricardo? Kaveh can control his negative emotions very well. Without a strong heart, he would not have been able to achieve what he is today. But this kind of thing like a demon invasion has exceeded the upper limit that the boss can look at with a normal heart.

I think of my relatives, my family, the vassals and subjects to whom I am loyal, and the emperor to whom I am loyal. All of this is so stressful that it can be almost breathless.

Although it is known as the undefeated god of war of the empire, it has not been a lost place in a major war for more than two hundred years. The most expeditions started by the empire were still aimed at which side of the Warcraft, or organized a crusade against the king-level Warcraft.

Ricardo? Kaveh was able to achieve the ultimate victory with very small losses, which is why he is admired.

But even a crusade against a king-level monster can be considered a small war. The lack of experience in not fighting a real big war made the undefeated god of war of the empire a little flustered.

It's just that no matter how shaken his heart is, the boss's external performance is still calm, as if he has a chance to win.

He understands very well that if he loses faith as a leader, he can lead everyone to victory. So no matter how weak his heart is, he must behave completely differently.

In terms of actual layout, the boss chose a conservative strategy. Everything is about defense and not offense.

Looking at the mercury-like offensive of the demon-orc alliance, no one can say anything wrong about the boss's conservative strategy. If you don't block the demon coalition army, how can you talk about a counterattack, this is a very simple truth.

Even the most radical group of young people, with the example of the defeat of the Southern Front in front of them, did not dare to fight back lightly and push the front out. If they fall into the siege again, they will fall for the same plan twice, and the young people themselves will not be able to accept it, not to mention what outsiders say about them.

Since he chose a conservative strategy, of course, the boss could not let go of any help. Now he can't wait to pile up all the cards he can play on the battlefield to block the attacks of the demons.

So a seemingly leisurely magician has become one of the targets of catching strong men. And on the list in the heart of the eldest duke, it is still quite high.

For this old man who takes special care of himself, Lin certainly has no reason to refuse. And the other party also emphasized very considerately that he would not use himself as cannon fodder and be pushed to the forefront.

For a gently worded invitation letter, Lin can be said to have face and lining, and there is no reason not to send him to death...... So I had to go.

Although he took over several small defense affairs outside the northern part of the empire, the eldest duke still sat in the Risa Territory and did not rush directly to the front line.

】

Relying on the help of the forum, the return of some orders to Buda and intelligence can be carried without spending the time of the messenger back and forth. This saved the old man from the pain of running around, and it also helped him to control the entire line of defense.

As for the problem of the forum full of loopholes, in addition to having a set of verification and authentication measures, the boss consciously gathered talents with flexible brains and learned the programming language created by a certain magician at a very early stage.

And these people do create applications whose secrecy is not comparable to that of a sieve-like forum. At the very least, they have built a private forum for the use of the family, which is cut off from public forums, and the degree of secrecy is much better.

The eldest duke even 'strongly' suggested that his son should come up with the title of Earl of Real Power and numerous bounties to attract these people to work for him. The truth that there must be a brave man under the heavy reward is also reflected in the fascination.

The young Kavi Gong was quite complaining at first, but now he is only happy. Without the help of these handy apps, they might have to put in ten or twenty times the effort to organize a line of defense against demons to do the same thing.

The old duke is not afraid to stand on the front line. There were countless moments in his life when he stood at the front of the line, leading the charge of soldiers loyal to his family and finally the Empire.

It's just that the war has not yet begun, and the war called 'preparation' is in the rear. Before the eldest duke commanded his soldiers to go to the battlefield to fight demons, he had to deal with merchants from all over the world, officials from all over the empire, and noble lords who came to support him with his troops.

There are also those adventurers and mercenaries who come voluntarily, which line of defense they want to join, and who they are assigned to command, these also have their own complicated assessments.

And these tasks are not suitable for all to be carried out on the front line. So the old man obediently stayed in the rear and fought with the head of the pen. At most, he occasionally drove his custom-made car made of pure magical materials up the line, patrolling the streets.

Lin just came directly to the rear base camp to see this old man who thought he would be tortured by countless documents to the point that he was not human.

But the situation at hand...... How to say. The old aristocracy is worthy of being the old aristocrat, and there are many secretaries, deacons and other auxiliary leftists who share the complicated affairs. As the leader, he can easily choose to keep himself busy or idle.

Anyway, what someone sees is a group of young men pretending to be walking gracefully, when in fact everyone is busy flying. There was no shouting, but there was a whisper of shredded noise.

The old man sat upright, holding an expensive and exquisite porcelain cup, sipping the delicate flower tea produced by the elf. The aroma was so thick that even the magicians who had just entered the door were dizzy.

In front of the old man was a large sand table. The Wind Emperor Mountain Range is horizontal in the center, dividing the sand table into two halves. However, the mountains are not completely proportional to their actual height. Rather, it is roughly shaped according to the shape of the mountain, mainly showing a few passable passes.

On either side of the mountain model, there are known armies, defensive fortresses, and magic towers.

On the north side of the mountain, it can be seen that the human army has not occupied much territory, and it is dangerous everywhere. Some of the worst places have even fallen under siege.

If it weren't for the fact that forums could send messages regardless of distance, people might not have known that there were armed forces in the siege network. But even if you do, what can you do? No one has the ability to rescue them.

Perhaps, but that magician is not something that can be moved by ethereal compassion, or some kind of human righteousness. Such an attitude does not mean that he is a wicked person. That thing is just a house, accustomed to withdrawing from oneself and watching the society in which the present people live.

On the sand table, the south side of the mountain is surrounded by several passes, forming a overlapping defense system. In particular, several magic towers are the focus of protection.

Because the resistance battle on the north side of the mountain proves that the magic tower, as an important fortress to protect the civilized world, is difficult for even demons to take lightly. And the mage associations in various places have also begun to mobilize, taking the initiative to strengthen the defense of the magic tower close to the abyss invasion battlefield.

Although the old duke looks laid-back and out of place with the surrounding pictures, his heart is not so calm. At least when a certain magician appeared, the old man did not greet people with that hearty voice like a bell as in the past.

However, someone who has been busy working on the Twin Towers of the Gate lately has not noticed this anomaly. He just walked up to the old man familiarly, as before, picked up the teapot and poured a small sip of elven flower tea without tea leaves into the empty cup.

Such an action made the old man notice the existence of the magician.

Lin was dressed in a black Xuanwu robe, which was his standard outfit to the outside. Defense-based equipment can better protect his life. Even if there are not many people in this era who can threaten his life, someone is still habitually on guard.

"Here we are. Sit. "The old duke looked like he had done before, beckoning to a certain magician.

The people who can operate in this war room are all cronies of the boss. They were also familiar with the magician, so there was no one to warn out of the 'strangers' or wait on the 'guests'.

This is in wartime, and all the rules of the nobility are simple. That's what the boss wants.

Seeing the old man come back to his senses, Lin also nodded and greeted, "Good day." Glancing at the sand table, Lin said casually: "The battle situation looks bad. ”