At first, no one cared.

Everyone thought it was just a skirmish at the border.

Those pointy-eared probably have itchy skin, and they want to take advantage of the fact that the First Empire has been removed from the status of a holy state.

Hum! Amusing!

The First Empire is strong! Even without the blessing of the Holy Light Goddess, there is no support from the Holy Light Church.

It won't let the mere elves get a bargain!

Whether it is the people or the princes and nobles, everyone has a common idea in their hearts.

If you can't beat the Holy Light Church, can't you be cleaned up?

Then, less than half a month.

Eighty percent of the entire empire has completely fallen, and the ratio of casualties to ours is quite exaggerated, so exaggerated that no one wants to seriously calculate it.

It's a good border conflict, and the whole country thinks that the advantage lies in me, and hitting the other party is like throwing garbage when you go downstairs to buy food, and it's a good thing.

How did it become a battle to defend the capital?

Is there something wrong?

But when those who were concerned about the war in the headquarters seriously inquired about the entire war process, not only did they not understand, but they became even more confused.

What went wrong?

No, no, no, it's all a problem at all!

To be honest, in front of the capital of the First Empire, there were not many troops assembled.

But after the early battle report, everyone has understood in their hearts that they basically have no chance of winning.

Just a thousand unicorn knights killed tens of thousands of troops and fled in disarray.

With so many cities in the occupied area, no one can withstand the endless artillery bombardment.

The Ancient Tree of War stood in front of it, and it was simply an unshakable fortress of war.

The tall and burly body looks more like the titan of the giant god that was handed down in ancient times.

At all, there is no room for resistance.

And the people don't have much will to resist.

In the case of so many years of sustainable fishing by the royal family and aristocratic circles of the First Empire, the people cannot be said to be in dire straits, and it can be regarded as the people's misery.

Although they still have some feelings for the First Empire, they hate the upper echelons of the Empire.

Especially after the First Empire was kicked out of the ranks of the Holy Light Church because of these stupid pigs, this anger reached its extreme.

Now, they had heard that the people in the occupied area had returned to the embrace of the Goddess of Light.

Moreover, the dual management of the city guard and the city pastor makes the political integrity regulations clear, and everyone has a bright future.

So, on the contrary, I yearn for this kind of life even more.

Now in the imperial capital, the people inside the city and the people outside the city are eager for it to be breached, and only the royal family and those nobles are still struggling to support it, making the last dying struggle.

"Archmage Mode, can you really hold it?"

The emperor of the First Empire, Pedrepulos III the Great, looked at the black-robed mage standing under the throne with an ugly face.

"I've heard that in the enemy's camp, there is a very tricky female mage who can make all the magician's spells fail."

Master Morde sneered: "I know that woman, Your Majesty, please rest assured, she is just a weapon of war created by the Tower of Truth back then."

Since we can make her, we have the means to subdue her.

These elves are powerful, but they can't be our opponents. ”

Pedrepulos the Great obviously didn't believe in the other party's words: "Really? If you are so powerful, why did you allow the land in front of you to fall? ”

Master Morder shook his fingers: "Don't be in a hurry first, that's because the time hasn't come yet."

And just now, I received a message from the teacher, who said that everything is ready, just wait for the fish to take the bait, and then come back and win.

Dear Your Majesty, when my teacher, the Sage of the Sky, begins to join the battlefield, everything will be fine.

We can even enslave the entire elves! Be the sharpest spear in the Empire!

Think about it, Great Majesty!

When you have this well-equipped elven army, sweeping through the entire human world will no longer be a dream! ”

Looking at Councillor Morder, whose face was full of excitement, Pedrepoulos frowned.

The man in front of him is indeed a powerful backer, but in the current situation, it is really difficult to win.

But now, he had no other way but to accept this man's proposal.

"I hope your teacher doesn't break his word."

Outside the imperial capital, high in the sky.

Wright sat on top of the giant crow, overlooking the battlefield.

Such a perspective suddenly reminded him of some strategy games he had played.

"The high-level class kills everything, and it is indeed an immutable truth."

He is here today for only one purpose, to be ready for emergencies.

Under the attack of the elves and the vigorous cleaning of the holy subject country, the truth workshops in the occupied cities were cleaned up and uprooted one after another.

The Dark Mage and the Remnants of Truth fled in a hurry, and were vigorously encircled and suppressed in the process.

Today, this chaotic group is at the end of its power.

The imperial capital is their last fortress.

As long as this last nail is removed, there will be no place for these illegitimate people on the entire continent.

Even if there are two or three cats and dogs, it won't be a big climate.

In this way, the world is finally going to be a little more peaceful.

But as some old sayings say, emaciated camels are bigger than horses, and the Workshop of Truth has been in operation in the Empire for so many years.

I believe that when they reach the final point of life and death, they should still have a bit of a killer weapon at the bottom of the box that has not been taken out.

In order to prevent the boat from capsizing in the gutter, Wright personally went to the front line to supervise the battle.

However, as far as he felt, even if the remnants of truth still had the means, they would not be able to make any big waves.

Just one Emily is enough to solve the other party's problems.

What really needs to be worried is still the Corrupt Lady, and her dependents, and those rotten eggs.

In this tense and exciting pre-war time, the people of the imperial capital found that the elves were planting grass. And it's blazing fast!

You must know that before the arrival of the elven army, the empire adopted the means of fortifying the walls and clearing the wilderness.

The ten miles outside the capital have been turned into a scorched earth, leaving no grass behind. All the people were forcibly sent to the capital, and became homeless and homeless.

This is done in order to weaken the elven army as much as possible. Prevent them from being resupplied or take advantage of the opportunity to cause chaos.

However, they still underestimated these elves.

They don't need any hostages at all, let alone any supplements.

All it takes is enough of the Magic Plant Phalanx to lay the foundation for victory.

If the First Empire rushes out to confront the elves at the first moment when the elves put on a posture, then there may still be a glimmer of life.

But they cowered in their own city, waiting for the elves to pull up one phalanx of magical plants after another, and summoned powerful magical plants as the commander of the phalanx.

By the time the elves had finished their preparations, it was already too late.

The big picture has been decided, and all that remains is to reap the fruits of victory.

"Since the enemy doesn't want to strike first, let's fire the first shot."

Emily stood atop the canopy of the War Tree and pointed to the majestic city in front of her.

"So, what are you waiting for? Isn't bombing your favorite and most exciting thing? Hurry up, let's get started! ”

Before Emily could finish speaking, the watermelon pitcher phalanx had begun the first round of bombardment.

Countless explosive watermelons were thrown high into the air and smashed towards the imperial capital.

Seeing this, the magicians in the imperial capital hurriedly opened the protective circle of the city, trying to resist the attack of the elves.

The roar was endless, and the defensive array of the imperial capital was still very strong, and it was forced to stand up.

The soldiers in the city rejoiced, feeling that this battle was not without fighting.

It's a pity that they overlooked one thing.

It was nothing more than a round of bombardment by a phalanx of one of the dozens of magical plants.

Soon, they learned what despair is.

Corn cannon phalanx! Cauliflower pitcher phalanx! Corn pitcher phalanx! Frost Watermelon Phalanx! Pea pitcher phalanx......

Each magic plant had three or four phalanxes, and dozens of magic plants were thrown together, and the scene was simply overwhelming.

It was as if it was a huge dark cloud, completely blocking the sky over the entire imperial capital.

Boom, boom, boom! Bang bang!

Countless explosions were thrown together, as if there were no gaps.

The defensive magic troops in the city began to throw magic crystals into the defensive magic barrier with all their might, and then they poured baskets and baskets directly, and finally threw the whole box into it, and it was too late to open the box.

The consumption rate of magic crystals was astonishing, and the entire imperial capital was crumbling in the sound of these dense explosions.

It's a huge defensive barrier, but no one in the barrier feels protected.

This kind of equivalent bombing is simply like vaporizing the entire imperial capital.

The soldiers who were still lucky just now were like ashes, and those princes and nobles were even more mournful.

Only by truly facing this fear can they deeply feel what it means to be in a catastrophe and what it means to be desperate!

The elves stood at the back of the position, silently watching the magic plants go crazy.

At this moment, their hearts were extremely comfortable.

Finally, the shame of the elves has finally been washed away!

In fact, the elves were defeated in the battle for the hegemony of the continent, and the elves did not feel the pain of defeat too much.

After all, no one knows better than the elves themselves about the problems within the elves.

In that battle, he didn't complain about the loss, and the elves didn't say it on their lips, but they were convinced in their hearts.

But then, the First Empire's encroachment on the territory of the Elven Empire, the active provocation again and again, and the humiliation and oppression again and again, are the things that the elves are really trampled on with dignity.

Now, before they reached the enemy's capital, they were all at the mouth of the king.

Finally, this bad breath came out.

At this moment, they were extremely grateful to the great Saint Wright.

If it weren't for Lord Wright, how could they have had a chance to do this?

Not to mention forcing the First Empire to this point, I don't even have the courage to start a war with the First Empire.

Wright, get the elves back on their feet.

At this moment, his status among the elves will rise infinitely, even enough to match the status of the goddess of life.

And at this moment, the imperial side is struggling in endless despair.

They thought they would just be bombarded by the elves.

The empire is full of elite soldiers, and there are many more people than the elves.

As long as you survive this round and rush out to fight with the elves, you may not have no chance of winning.

But this self-confidence was exhausted in the constant bombardment.

Why is it still non-stop?

Not only does it not mean to stop, but it seems to become more dense!

How much ammunition do they have, how long can they bomb, are they here to fight?

Ten minutes later, the remnants of the Empire still had the courage to take a desperate gamble.

Half an hour passed, and the remnants of the empire were in shock.

An hour passed, and the remnants of the Empire went berserk.

Two hours passed, and the remnants of the empire were gradually gnawed away by fear.

Three hours had passed, and the remnants of the Empire had become numb and had no illusions about the war.

Finally!

After nearly five hours of bombardment, the empire's twenty-year reserves of magic crystals were completely depleted.

The troops responsible for pouring magic crystals into the eyes of the enchantment array fell to the ground one by one, their tired faces pale and out of breath.

Perhaps, they are the ones who really paid the sweat in this war.

Click!

After the addition of the mana crystal, the defense array finally couldn't hold on, and loopholes and cracks began to appear.

The soldiers looked up at the translucent shield and became crumbling, and there was no fear in their hearts.

Instead, it gave birth to a ......

Ah, the sense of relief that was finally bitten apart.

Click!

As everyone expected, the capital's defenses shattered in response to the continuous bombardment.

The entire imperial capital, like an egg that has been peeled off, is displayed as it is.

However, just when everyone was about to be buried in the artillery fire because of the imperial capital, the artillery fire of the elf clan stopped.

Although a few shots fell because they didn't stop, the moment the barrier broke, everyone chose to cease fire.

Yes, this is an order given by Wright.

He had never intended to destroy these cities, if not necessary.

His purpose was simple and clear from beginning to end.

First, complete the cage replacement for birds, destroy the top of the First Empire, and replace it with a new head class that is obedient and sensible.

Second, in this process, complete the encirclement and suppression of the remnants of truth and the black magician group, and completely eradicate this hidden danger.

Third, kill monkeys and make an example of chickens, knock on mountains and shock tigers! Let the other holy subjects who are ready to move see the fate of betraying the Church of Light.

However, in the final analysis, the three are only for one thing.

Stable.

Wright wants the world to be stable and peaceful, because he intends to live here for a long time, or even settle down.

The gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, but he doesn't want to change places, so he is ready to clean up the dangerous wall.

And now, the last unstable factor has finally been forced out by him.

In the imperial capital, a terrifying aura permeated.

Wright knew that the big one was coming.

(End of chapter)