Chapter 1271: Grand Strategy (Asking for a Monthly Pass)
With the order of the high priest, the war machine that the Semitic people had accumulated for many years began to operate.
From the Semitic continent to the human world, including the elven kingdom far overseas, the fate of countless people and hundreds of millions of living beings will change with his order.
The grand military parade in the main square of the Demon God Temple became a stage for the high priest alone.
In particular, the sight of two hundred war fortresses amidst all the Semites.
When their huge and majestic figures enveloped the entire square and appeared in front of the Arkadeline, even those who had doubts about the fortress of war had to admit that this was an invincible force.
Even those who were once skeptical and wavering are confident of future victories.
Two hundred war fortresses, with three thousand lichs, and more than 10,000 black 1271 grand strategy (ask for a monthly pass) dark mage, this is the basis for the undead high priest to rule the Semitic race.
In addition to this, there are many more lichs, dark mages, hundreds of thousands of dark knights, and millions of dark creatures of all kinds.
It's a terrifying force that can sweep across the world.
It can make mountains and rivers change color, and the gods are deterred.
Seeing the mighty posture of the war fortress, everyone will invariably sketch such a scene in their hearts.
When an elite Semitic unit was on a mission, it lost its way and strayed into the encirclement of the human legions.
The human legions immediately poured in on them.
They were ugly, dirty, cold, emotionless, with sharpened branches in their hands as weapons and only a rag on their bodies......
This is how the Semitic propaganda department propagandizes the common people, so these poor and ignorant Semitic people all know that all human beings are poor.
The handful of nobles were all a bunch of scumbags who guarded the most fertile land but could not support themselves. can only rely on the cruel exploitation of the common people to live a luxurious life.
And in order to consolidate their cold-blooded rule, they also issued the most despicable Chapter 1271 Grand Strategy (asking for a monthly ticket), the most shameless first night right.
Those ordinary people are all living in dire straits. There is also a large part that lives in the trees. They can only eat grass to survive, and drink blood like a wild man.
But because of this, they are more savage, cruel, ruthless, and ruthless. It's like a pack of beasts.
Although the Semitic soldiers were young, handsome, well-equipped, and highly motivated, they could block ten or even a hundred with one.
Each one is possessed by divine powers, fighting bloody battles on the battlefield. Seven in and seven out. Drink the bridge and cut the enemy chieftain with warm wine...... The cow fork is to the extreme.
But...... But there are too many enemies.
The big guys kept killing and killing until their hands were weak, but those crazy humans kept coming up.
Of course, it is the propaganda department again, suing their common people. The last time they were Semitic were defeated by such a shameless human tactic.
The Semitic warriors were not killed in battle, but were exhausted to death by humans with this tactic of disregarding life and death.
Those brave and handsome Semitic soldiers, although they were bloody and killed, had high fighting spirits. Repelled wave after wave of enemy advances. Seeing that there are more and more human beings, they are gradually losing their strength and will be overwhelmed by humans at any time.
When the last wave of enemies rushed towards them.
The valiant soldiers knew that this was their last moment. But in order to be worthy of their honor, they did not hesitate, shouted one after another, and rushed towards the enemy.
At this critical moment, an overwhelming fortress of war roared in.
These majestic warplanes are like kings in the world. Hover and fly above the heads of humans, dropping relentless rays of death at enemies. Beat the enemy to the wolf, and flee from the wind.
But those war bastions were in hot pursuit.
When enemies appear on the battlefield, the War Fortress is there to destroy them.
When the enemy hides in the city, the fortress of war razes the city and destroys them.
When the enemy flees into the forest, the war fortress destroys the entire forest and destroys them~!
......
In short, under the powerful fortress of war, humanity has nowhere to run and is bound to lose.
In the last millennial war, the Semitic people only had thirty war fortresses, but they played a huge role, and every time they appeared on the battlefield, they always caused a great panic among the human race, and they all cried wolf bรจi in panic and fled.
If it weren't for the fact that the number of war fortresses at that time was too small to take into account the entire battlefield, if it weren't for the fact that there were several big traitors and traitors within the Semitic tribe at that time. If it weren't for the five months of rain and then seven months of strong winds......
If......
If, these ifs, these historical coincidences did not happen to be united, they had a negative impact on the Semitic tribes, on the high priests.
Maybe the Semitic people will not fail, but conquer the entire continent.
But even so, under the heroic leadership of the High Priest, the Terrans did not take advantage of anything.
Even if it was a fortress of war destroyed by human mages, none of them fell into their hands.
In the end, relying on the powerful power of the war fortress, their Semitic people safely withdrew from the human continent.
Originally, the Psim only had thirty war fortresses.
And now, they have more than 200 of them.
With such a powerful weapon in hand, even if God comes, you have to weigh whether you can fight it.
What's more, their opponents are just those tiny human beings?
The strength of the army gave the Semitic people the confidence of victory.
Under this strong stimulus, many people have developed a strange illusion, as if as soon as the fortress of war is opened, humanity will have to surrender.
Even some good-hearted aristocratic ladies began to call for being too cruel to those poor people.
Standing on the parade platform, Madorins was also in high mood.
He had to admit that the high priest's military parade was very beautiful, and it instantly aroused the morale of the Semitic people.
After hundreds of years of accumulation, the strength accumulated by the undead clan is really extraordinary.
With the rigid and dull character of the high priest himself, it is unlikely that he would have thought of this trick, then there is another master.
Madorins glanced at the mysterious undead behind the High Priest.
It seems that since his appearance, the high priest has suddenly issued many battle preparation plans, and has laid out very clever means, like a clever tactician.
The high priest beckoned to the Semitic people in the square who were prostrating to him. Turning to Madorins who was following him, he said, "Our country is now wartime, and for the victory of the Semitic race, the human continent will definitely belong to us."
Go, Semitic elites, and contribute your strength to our victory. โ
The lichs behind the High Priest soar into the air and fly towards the war fortress overhead, where they will march with the army.
War Batains, plus the Lich, will bring out their greatest power.
The High Priest waved his hand. Motioned for the surrounding Semitic nobles and officials to disperse.
They walked quickly out of the Demon God Temple. Nervously returning to their respective mansions, thinking about what they should do in the current situation, in order to reap as much benefit as possible from this war.
Madorins had been following the High Priest of the Dead.
The crowd in the Demon God Temple quickly dispersed, leaving only a few people behind.
Madorins tried to open his mouth several times, but when he saw the tall back of the High Priest of the Undead, he finally pressed it down. He didn't have the courage of Hawkes to confront the Semitic gods.
The high priest suddenly turned to look at him and said, "I know you have a doubt. Mardolins, as the head of government, just say it. โ
"Yes. My esteemed High Priest. Madorins bowed, and then said, "According to what plan will the war go?"
Behind the High Priest, the mysterious undead smiled slightly.
The High Priest bowed to him slightly, and then turned to Madorins and said, "I did not inform you because I was worried that your government might leak secrets.
There are human spies among us. If the plan is leaked, our actions will lose their suddenness.
We have already made detailed plans for the war, and the first troops went to sea a month ago. โ
"Huh?" Madorins was stunned for a moment, and blurted out, "How did I not know?"
As prime minister, normal troop movements must be made through him, but he didn't even know about it.
As soon as he said this, Madorins became alarmed that his attitude was not respectful enough, and the high priest did not need to inform him of whom.
Thinking of this, Mador Linston was sweating profusely.
He hurriedly shook his head and said, "Honorable High Priest, I didn't mean that. โ
The high priest waved his hand indifferently and said, "Dear Prime Minister, I know what you mean, don't worry about it.
However, I need to sue you. Only by hiding from our own people can we hide from the enemy. You wouldn't have thought I'd attack now, let alone the enemy.
I have chosen a foothold for landing on the human continent, and this foothold cannot be missed. From now on, your mission is to transport three million troops to the human continent in the shortest possible time. โ
Madorins was stunned for a moment: three million troops, far across the ocean, just thinking about it already gave him a headache.
But the high priest's request, he did not dare to refuse, hesitated slightly, and then said, "This...... There are some difficulties, even if the fastest sea route is taken, it will take three months for the first army to land, and it will take half a year for the second army to land. โ
"The dark mages will assist you in navigating the storm sea through the heart of the ocean. The high priest said firmly.
Madorins looked happy and said, "That would shorten the time to a month." โ
Going around in a big circle and walking in a straight line, of course, the efficiency is not the same.
"Good. The high priest smiled and nodded, "Maybe we won't wait for the second army to land, we will already be victorious." โ
Madorins wondered in his heart that the High Priest of the Dead seemed to be very optimistic about this war, and the people around him were laughing mysteriously, as if they were hiding some secrets, which made him feel a little annoyed and ...... and restlessness. For this means that he is not trusted by the high priest.
"However, I still have a problem. Madorins looked at the high priest's face and said cautiously.
"Say it. The high priest waved his hand.
Madorins said worriedly: "What about logistics? To meet the logistics supply of millions of troops, our transportation capacity is worrying. You can't transport supplies if you have soldiers, and supplies after the start of the war......"
It was only after he became prime minister that he realized how difficult it was to organize a war of millions of people.
In the past, he only had to open his mouth to his superiors, but now he really knows how painful it is when he really directs it himself.
Even if he is incarnated as three heads and six arms. Still too busy. It is no wonder that the previous prime minister has been complaining that it is enough to gather enough transport trucks and organize them into a headache for Madorins.
Not to mention that his subordinates were full of inexperienced novices, and those experienced old bureaucrats were either killed or driven home.
The high priest smiled and said, "Do you know why I chose to leave in July?"
Madorins shook his head honestly, although the weather was nice in July. But the sea conditions are not the best. The sea is not small.
"You just need to let the troops carry two months' rations with them, and we don't have to take care of the rest. The High Priest patted Madorins on the shoulder.
"I understand~!" Madorins suddenly realized, two months later it was the harvest season of the human continent, and the high priest decided to feed the enemy.
Wise, very wise~!
The human continent is rich in products, as long as it can conquer a few medium-sized countries. The food was enough for the army, and the difficulties of transportation were also saved.
"As for the rest, you don't have to worry about it. The high priest smiled and said, "Someone has already prepared it for us." At least 200,000 servings. can sustain us for a month. And with this month, we ourselves can gain a firm foothold and establish a base area. Then began the onslaught against humanity. โ
Mr. Fishy. What do you think?"
Dressed in a white robe, Bishop Fixi, who had defected from the human race, smiled dryly and said, "The high priest is really a last resort.
As far as I know, the harvest of food every autumn is enough to feed hundreds of millions of people on the continent. More than enough for our army. โ
After the interview, Bishop Physsie, who had always been sad, walked slowly through the dark corridors of the Demon God Temple.
Even without looking back, he knew that there were two dark mages following him closely.
The High Priestess of the Undead was not at ease with him, the detailed war plan was never told to him, and the surveillance of him did not stop for a moment.
Bishop Phycy could only keep his code name in mind and suppress the desire to pass on information, which would do nothing good except expose himself.
He had to watch patiently, like a snake under the leaves, quietly waiting for a chance to kill him.
Before humans knew it, the Semitic warplanes were already at full power.
And this time, it will be faster, more aggressive, and more ferocious than it was a thousand years ago.
Because the High Priest of the Dead has already learned the lesson of the last time...... The war for Leiria is in full swing. The atmosphere in Ryder was tense at an all-time high.
Julie wore a simple long dress of an ordinary housewife, a headscarf, and a standard yellow-faced woman with makeup on her face.
But she was still cautious, and for most of the month in Ryder City, Julie felt as if she had grown up overnight.
In the past, wearing such coarse cloth clothes and carrying rattan baskets was unimaginable for Miss Julie.
Miss Julie is a very sentimental woman.
But now she has learned to swear, bargain with a loud voice, and curse in a rough voice.
A qiฤ is all about survival.
Ostensibly buying at the wet market, Julie passed by the grocery store and dry goods store to add some bits and pieces of daily necessities, just like an ordinary housewife.
In fact, quietly listening to the complaints and uneasiness of the Ryder people.
The Ryder dared not speak out against the sudden war that had befallen them, and the streets were filled with heavily armed soldiers.
The brutal De Rossi had already executed many of his opponents, and their bodies hung in a long row in front of the royal palace gates.
Now the people in Ryder City are panicking, prices are skyrocketing, and the price of food has skyrocketed twentyfold. Normal business and industry have ceased, and the market is in a depression.
But people still have to eat, and the bazaar is not closed.
The townspeople could only hide their anger at De Rossi in their hearts and sarcastically mock him a few times with obscure jokes.
But this is not painful for De Rossi, who lives in the palace, and it is said that he still has fun every day, insulting the former crown princess and the crown prince's lover.
Julie made a note of the basic prices in Ryder City today, and quietly returned to her stronghold in Ryder City.
There were only two people left, and the others were sent out to find out.
Section Chief Kobils beckoned to her excitedly and said hurriedly: "Come here, there is a letter from your hometown." โ
Julie tore off her headscarf, threw down the basket in her hand tiredly, and said suspiciously, "For me?"
"Good stuff. Kobils smiled and blinked.
Julie took the note he handed over, glanced down, and suddenly covered her mouth, for fear that she would not be able to help but scream out with a look of surprise.
After a while, Julie, who was excited, put down her hand, bit her lip and muttered, "Is this true?
"Of course, you're a celebrity now, a big reporter~!
Whether it is the scholar of Maple Leaf Danlin, the emperor of the Ruman Empire, or the Pope of the Vatino, the first thing they do every morning is to open the newspaper and read the front-line story written by a reporter named Julie.
You deserve it. โ
Kobils patted her on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Although it is just a note now, when you return to Neyan, I will give you a real commendation order." โ
Julie said stupidly, "So, I'm famous?"
Kobils nodded affirmatively and said, "You're famous." โ
Julie couldn't help but scream, jumped up and hugged Kobils, hugged him tightly and jumped and jumped.
Kobils smiled and patted her on the shoulder, pulled the note with a short line of writing from Julie's hand, and leaned it to the candle to light it.
Julie shook her head regretfully, watching it turn to ashes, and said, "Unfortunately, I can't bring it back to my father, who has always opposed me being a journalist." โ
"I think he's proud of you now. Kobeles said.
Julie sat down at the head of the bed and said, "How's the war going on outside? The peacekeepers have a few days left to liberate Ryder? I can't wait to go back." โ
Kobils smiled bitterly, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "At present, it seems that it is far away." โ
"What's wrong?" asked Julie in surprise, knowing that the peacekeepers had an overwhelming superiority in strength.
"It was a bunch of pig-like teammates. Kobils yelled angrily. rq๏ผ๏ผ๏ผ