It is impossible for the front-line soldiers of the Devil's Mouth to understand the entanglement of Emperor Barbarossa, and the soldiers who came to this ghost place only have a very simple logic in their minds-

Behind me are my compatriots, my friends and relatives, my family!

I must defend this line of defense!

Otherwise, they will all die!

Whoever helps guard the Devil's Mouth is my brother!

When a full team of Pegasus knights came urgently by airlift bulls, all the soldiers who were not on duty came out to see God, ah, it was a miracle.

"This thing is so big!" Against the sun, a warrior put his hand to his forehead and squinted at the sky. Even if Griffith's head has not been completely lowered, and the Pegasus Knight is still forty or fifty meters above the ground, everyone can still get the approximate size by comparing the head with the Pegasus Knight.

When four pegasus horses dragged a huge net and slowly landed the head of the demon lord with huge bison horns in the open space behind the fortress, the scene erupted in loud cheers.

"Hahaha! Let's die! Let's die! ”

"Kill the demons!"

"Oooo

"Brother Lao Tzu died in the thing of raiding the Giant Bull Demon!"

"Woo!"

There were cheers, there were crying, there were cursing, and the defenders of the fortress, whether they were regulars, volunteers, or hired adventurers, gave vent to their emotions in various ways, until the commander-in-chief of the fortress, Field Marshal Carl Ellis, came into the scene.

He gently raised his right hand and pressed it, and the noisy crowd quickly calmed down, listening to the great man who had guarded the fortress for many years.

The middle-aged marshal with gray hair and beard came up with a big meal.

"I'm a rough man! I took over the burden from the first line of defense more than twenty years ago when the previous commander-in-chief, His Excellency Livingston, was killed. From that day on, all I knew was that whoever helped the world resist the demons was my friend! People say, right!? ”

"That's right! That's right—" The soldiers let out a tsunami of approval.

Marshal Karl continued to fire on his full firepower: "Although your Excellency is not here at the moment, I still want to introduce to you our new ally, the legendary archmage of the Physics School, Ryan Tesla!" It was he who lured out the Giant Demon Lord Griffith at the critical moment and slain him, allowing us to keep our second line of defense. Comrades-in-arms, let us offer our most sincere thanks to His Excellency Tesla. Rejoice—"

Another burst of cheers rang out, and everyone shouted in a mess.

"Oooh-oh-"

"Praise the Archmage!"

"Hahaha! Thank you, Master Mage, it's all up to you and me to get a life back. ”

"Boss Karl, when are we going to have mage allies?"

Marshal Karl had a smile on his national face: "Then it depends on when the nobles and lords in the rear put down their bodies and invite people here." ”

Unbeknownst to all the kings, Marshal Karl had done a whole job for them this time.

"Everyone understands that the Physics School supports us, so we need to use our voices to get new allies to join us as soon as possible. Hopefully, our 100-year-old Mage Tower will be operational again. I'm here to file a petition for the Physicists to join—"

With a wave of his hand, the marshal had his own soldiers come over, pull over strips of long and wide cloth, and write a joint letter to the soldiers.

Originally, if a certain traverser was in the good camp, he would inevitably be kidnapped by morality this time.

Thankfully he wasn't.

Now it's okay, the devil's mouth has concentrated the elite of almost all countries, and many generals and legion commanders were also from great nobles before, and their voices, the kings dare not listen to them.

Marshal Karl, in particular, painted a picture of a bright future for the kings.

On the paperwork, he wrote: "If we can get the support of the Physicists, we are 90% sure of retaking the first line of defense that has been lost for many years. If the first line of defense can be successfully repaired, the rate of loss of existing manpower and material will be reduced by at least 30%. If we can obtain more high-level mages, especially the mages of the protection system, and reactivate the mage towers on the defensive line, our defense line will be twice as strong as it is now. 】

At this moment, the kings could not sit still.

This is a handwritten letter from the devil's mouth for more than 20 years, which can be called the strongest god of war among the nations.

Why are countries so struggling financially?

To put it bluntly, it was still dragged down by the explosion of military spending.

If you don't give enough military spending, you will destroy the country.

Not to mention anything else, once the Devil's Mouth is lost, the Karak Empire will bear the brunt of it. Barbarossa next to it is not much better, after all, the border between the two countries is a river that is not big or small, and beyond that, it is a flat river, and there is no danger to defend.

Once the devil wreaks havoc on the black soil of the Barak Plain, the largest between the two countries, and nothing will be said, the grain output of the two countries will drop by 3% that year, and I don't know how many people will starve to death.

Well, now that the opportunity of Archmage Tesla has appeared, it is a fake for the kings not to be moved.

But just giving up the command of the physics school, or the influence, Emperor Barbarossa was a little unwilling.

After King Cervantes' personal test, asking a certain archmage to get a mage tower is another price, and it is estimated that he or his disciples will reside in the mouth of the demon, and the other party will ask for a higher price.

What if only the first wall of the Devil's Mouth was completed?

Barbarossa XIII was extremely entangled.

It's not like they haven't tried to show mercy, such as handing over more than 10,000 petitions signed by soldiers to the School of Physics.

Who knows, Wren gave them a standard [read only and no reply].

"Oh!"

That's how Wren reacted.

For this, Flora asked Wren.

Wren declined to comment.

When there was no one around, Wren crossed Erlang's legs and scoffed at it.

"The Dog Emperor just wants to hold on to power. I'm going to relent, I'm the most honest cow who has been used to death. It's not impossible to help [Devil's Mouth] improve the battle environment. The problem is that the saved pension and military expenses, the emperor is embarrassed to put them back in his pocket like this, and not pick out the physics school that gives the most power? ”

You can't let that happen.

Whoever instigates and soft-heartedness is who is a dog.

Wren couldn't have been a dog.

Then the only one who can be a dog is the emperor.

Before the two emperors figured out their younger brothers, Ren's bird didn't bird them.

Isn't it fragrant to continue to teach disciples behind closed doors and upgrade the system?

The emperor is actually quite difficult. The two countries have indeed obtained a number of mages, and their level is obvious to all. The baby bumps in these nobles can be the backbone of the mage group formed in the future, and even the commander, and the strength of the partial life at this time is not enough to affect the situation of the demon's mouth.

It can be said that both emperors have a bit of an embarrassed feeling.

No one knows if it was Archmage Tesla who gave in first, or if they, as emperors, gave in first.

Accidents and who will arrive first in the future have been a big question throughout the ages.

No one expected that Rennes would usher in an unexpected assist.

(End of chapter)