Chapter 1271 Grand Strategy (seeking monthly ticket)
With the high priest's order, the Semitic war machine that had been accumulated for many years began to operate.
From the Semitic continent to the human world, including the elven kingdom far away overseas, the fate of countless people and hundreds of millions of creatures will change with his order.
The grand military parade in the main square of the Demon Temple became the stage for the high priest alone.
In particular, the sight of two hundred war fortresses shocked all Semitic people.
When their huge and towering figures enveloped the entire square and appeared in front of the Akadelin people, even those who had doubts about the war fortress had to admit that this was an invincible force.
Even those who once wavered in doubt are full of confidence in future victory.
Two hundred war fortresses, coupled with three thousand lichs and more than ten thousand dark mages, are the basis for the undead high priest to rule the Semitic people.
In addition, under his command, there are more lichs, dark mages, hundreds of thousands of dark knights and millions of various dark creatures.
This is a terrifying force capable of sweeping across the entire world.
It can change the color of mountains and rivers, and deter the gods.
Seeing the majestic posture of the war fortress, everyone will invariably sketch such a scene in their hearts.
When a certain elite Semitic force lost its way while performing a mission, it ended up being surrounded by human legions.
The human legions immediately rushed toward them in overwhelming numbers.
They are ugly, dirty, cold, and emotionless. They hold sharpened branches as weapons and only have a rag on their bodies...
This is how the Semitic propaganda department propagandizes to the common people. Therefore, these poor and ignorant Semitic common people all know that all human beings are paupers.
That small group of nobles are all a bunch of extremely low-level scum. They guard the most fertile land but cannot support themselves. They can only live a luxurious life by ruthlessly exploiting the common people.
Moreover, in order to consolidate their cold-blooded rule, they also granted the most despicable and shameless right of first night.
The common people are all living in dire straits. Most of them live in trees. They can only survive by eating grass, eating their hair and drinking blood like savages.
But because of this, they are even more barbaric, cruel, callous, and ruthless. Just like a group of wild beasts.
Although the Semitic soldiers were young and handsome, well-equipped and had high morale, they could block ten or even a hundred.
Each one is possessed by magical powers, and fights in a bloody battle on the battlefield. Seven in and seven out. Drinking to break the bridge, warming the wine to kill the enemy chief... They are awesome to the extreme.
But...but there are too many enemies.
Everyone kept killing and killing until their hands became weak, but those crazy humans kept coming.
Of course, it was the propaganda department again, telling their people that the Semites were defeated last time by such shameless human sea tactics.
The Semitic warriors did not die in battle, but were exhausted to death by humans using such desperate tactics.
Although those brave and handsome Semitic soldiers fought bloody battles and had high fighting spirit. They repelled waves of enemy attacks. Seeing that there were more and more humans, they gradually lost their strength and were about to be overwhelmed by humans at any time.
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When the last wave of enemies attacked them violently.
The brave soldiers knew that this was their last moment. But in order to live up to their honor, they did not hesitate and rushed towards the enemy, shouting.
At this critical moment, the overwhelming war fortress roared in.
These majestic war machines dominate the world. They circle and dance above the heads of humans, casting merciless death rays at the enemy. They beat the enemy until they run away like a wolf.
But the war fortresses were hot on their heels.
When enemies appear on the battlefield, War Fortress is on the battlefield to eliminate them.
When the enemy hides in the city, the war fortress will raze the city to destroy them.
When the enemy escapes into the forest, War Fortress will destroy the entire forest and eliminate them~!
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In short, under the powerful war fortress, mankind has nowhere to escape and will surely fail.
In the last Millennium War, the Semitic people only had thirty war fortresses, but they played a huge role. Every time they appeared on the battlefield, they always caused great panic in humans. They all cried out in panic and died in embarrassment.
escape.
If it weren't for the fact that the number of war fortresses at that time was too small to take care of the entire battlefield, and if it weren't for the fact that there were several big traitors and traitors within the Semitic tribe. If it weren't for the fact that it rained for five months in a row, and then blew for seven months.
The strong wind...
if……
If, these ifs, these historical coincidences did not happen to come together, causing an adverse impact on the Semitic people and the high priest.
Perhaps the Semites would not have failed, but would have conquered the entire continent.
But even so, under the heroic leadership of the high priest, the human race did not take advantage.
Not even one of the war fortresses destroyed by human mages fell into their hands.
Finally, relying on the powerful power of the war fortress, the Semites safely withdrew from the human continent.
At the beginning, the Lingshan tribe only had thirty war fortresses.
But now, they have more than two hundred.
With such a powerful weapon in hand, even if a god comes, you still have to weigh whether you can defeat it.
What's more, their opponents are only those tiny humans?
The strong military force gave the Semites the confidence to win.
Under this strong stimulation, many people have a strange illusion, as if as soon as the war fortress is passed, mankind will have to surrender.
Even some kind-hearted noble ladies began to call out everyone for being too cruel to those poor people.
Standing on the military parade platform, Madolins' heart was also filled with ups and downs.
He had to admit that the high priest performed the military parade very beautifully and instantly aroused the morale of the Semitic people.
After hundreds of years of accumulation, the strength accumulated by the undead clan is indeed extraordinary.
Based on the high priest's rigid and boring character, it is unlikely that he would have thought of this trick, so someone else would have done it.
Madolins glanced at the mysterious undead behind the high priest.
It seems that since he appeared, the high priest suddenly issued many war preparation plans and deployed many clever methods, just like a clever tactician.
The high priest waved to the Semitic people who were worshiping him in the square. He turned to Madolins who was following him and said: "Our country is now at war. For the sake of the Semitic victory, the human continent will surely
It belongs to us.
Go, Semitic elites, and contribute your strength to our victory."
The lichs behind the high priest soared into the air and flew to the war fortress above their heads. They would go out with the army.
War Fortress plus Lich will bring out their greatest power.
The high priest waved his hand and signaled the surrounding Semitic nobles and officials to disperse.
They quickly walked out of the Demon Temple and nervously returned to their respective mansions, thinking about what they should do under the current situation in order to gain as much benefit as possible from this war.
Madolins has been closely following the High Priest of the Undead.
The crowd in the Demon Temple quickly dispersed, leaving only a few people.
Madolins wanted to open his mouth several times, but when he saw the tall back of the High Priest of the Undead, he finally suppressed it. He did not have the courage like Hawks to take the initiative to question the god in the eyes of the Semitic people.
The high priest suddenly turned around and looked at him and said, "I know you have doubts in your heart. Madolins, as the head of the government, you just have to speak out."
"Yes. My respected high priest." Madolins bowed and then said: "What plan will the war proceed according to?"
Behind the high priest, the mysterious undead smiled slightly.
The high priest nodded to him, then turned to Madolins and said: "I didn't inform you because I was worried that your government might leak the secret.
There are human spies among us. If the plan is leaked, our actions will lose their surprise.
We have made detailed plans for the war, and the first batch of troops went to sea a month ago."
"Ah?" Madolins was stunned for a moment, then blurted out: "Why didn't I know?"
As the Prime Minister, normal troop mobilization must go through him, but he didn't know anything about it.
After saying these words, Madolins immediately became alert. His attitude was not respectful enough, and there was no need for anyone under the command of the high priest to inform him.
Thinking of this, Madolin suddenly started to sweat profusely.
He quickly shook his head and said, "Dear high priest, that's not what I meant."
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 tell you. Only by hiding it from our own people can we hide it from the enemy. You didn't expect that I would launch an attack now, and the enemy even less expected it.
We have chosen a foothold for landing on the human continent, and this foothold must not be lost. From now on, your task is to transport three million troops to the human continent in the shortest possible time."
Madolins was startled for a moment: three million troops, traveling across the ocean, just thinking about it gave him a headache.
However, he did not dare to refuse the high priest's request. He hesitated for a moment, and then said: "This... is a bit difficult. Even if we take the fastest sea route, it will take three months for the first batch of troops to land, back and forth.
, it will take half a year for the second batch of troops to land."
"The dark mages will help you pass through the Sea of Storms and pass through the center of the ocean." The high priest said firmly.
Madolins looked happy and said: "That can shorten the time to one month."
Of course, the efficiency is different between making a big circle and walking in a straight line.
"Very good." The high priest smiled and nodded: "Maybe we will have won before the second batch of troops land."
Madolins felt strange. The High Priest of the Undead seemed to be very optimistic about this war. The people around him also smiled mysteriously, as if they were hiding some secret. This made him feel a little annoyed and...
Uneasy. Because this means that he is not trusted by the high priest.
"But, I still have a question." Madolins looked at the high priest's face and said cautiously.
"Say it." The high priest waved his hand.
Madolins worriedly said: "What about the logistics? We have to provide logistical supplies for millions of troops, and our transportation capacity is worrying. If we transport soldiers, we cannot transport supplies, and there are also supplies after the war starts..."
It was only after he became Prime Minister that Madolins realized how difficult it was to organize a war involving millions of people.
In the past, he only had to open his mouth to his superiors, but now he really had to make the decisions himself, and only then did he realize how painful it was.
Even though he transformed into three heads and six arms, he was still too busy. No wonder the previous Prime Minister kept complaining. He had to gather enough transport vehicles and marshaling them was enough to give Madolins a headache.
Not to mention that his subordinates were all a bunch of inexperienced novices, and the experienced old bureaucrats were either killed or driven home.
The high priest smiled innocently and said, "Do you know why I chose July to set off?"
Madolins shook his head honestly. Although the weather was good in July, the sea conditions were not the best. The sea conditions were quite rough.
"You only need to let the troops carry two months' rations with them, and we don't have to worry about the rest." The high priest patted Madolins on the shoulder.
"I understand~!" Madolins suddenly realized that the harvest season of food on the human continent will be in two months, and the high priest decided to give up the food to the enemy.
Wise, very wise~!
The human continent is rich in products. As long as a few medium-sized countries can be conquered, the food will be enough for the army, and the difficulty of transportation will be eliminated.
"As for other supplies, you don't have to worry about it." The high priest said with a smile: "Someone has already prepared it for us. At least 200,000 people. It can support us for a month. And with this month, we can do it ourselves.
Stand firm and establish a base. Then begin to launch a fierce attack on humans."
Mr. Fessy, what do you think?"
Dressed in white robes, Bishop Feixi, who had defected from humanity since then, smiled dryly and said: "The high priest really has a plan.
As far as I know, the food harvested by humans every autumn is enough to feed hundreds of millions of people across the continent. It is more than enough for our army."
After the interview, Bishop Feixi, who always looked sad, walked slowly in the dark corridor of the Demon Temple.
Even without looking back, he knew that there were two dark mages following him closely behind him.
The High Priest of the Undead was not at ease with him. He never told him the detailed war plan, and he never stopped monitoring him.
Bishop Feixi could only keep his code name in mind and suppress the thought of passing on information. Doing so would not do any good except exposing himself.
He must observe patiently, like a snake under the leaves, quietly waiting for the opportunity to strike a fatal blow.
Before humans knew it, the Semitic war machine was already at full capacity.
And this time, it will be faster, sharper, and more ferocious than a thousand years ago.
Because the High Priest of the Undead has learned the lesson from the last time... The war in Lyria is in full swing. The atmosphere in Ryder City is unprecedentedly tense.
Julie wore a simple long dress worn by an ordinary housewife, a headscarf, and her face was made up like a standard yellow-faced woman.
However, she was still cautious. During the more than half a month in Ryder City, Julie felt as if she had grown up overnight.
In the past, it would have been unthinkable for Miss Julie to wear such coarse clothes and carry a basket made of rattan.
Miss Julie is a very sentimental woman.
But now she has learned to swear, bargain loudly, and curse in a rough voice.
It's all about survival.
Julie was ostensibly shopping at the vegetable market, passing by grocery stores and dry goods stores to pick up some odds and ends of daily necessities, just like an ordinary housewife.
In fact, I quietly listened to the complaints and uneasiness of the Ryder people.
The Ryder people dared not speak out in anger at the war that suddenly descended on them, and the streets were full of heavily armed soldiers.
The cruel de Rossi had executed many people who opposed him, and their corpses were hung in a long row in front of the palace gate.
Now people in Ryder City are panicked, prices are soaring, and the price of food has soared twenty times. Normal industry and commerce have stopped, and the market is in depression.
But people still need to eat, and the market has not been closed.
The citizens could only hide their anger against De Rossi in their hearts and ridicule him with obscure jokes.
But this didn't bother De Rossi who lived in the palace. It was said that he still had fun every day and insulted the former crown princess and the crown prince's lover.
Julie wrote down the basic prices in Ryde City today and quietly returned to her base in Ryde City.
There are only two people left here, the others have been sent out to find out the news.
Chief Kobiers waved to her excitedly and said hurriedly: "Come here quickly, there is a letter for you from my hometown."
Julie pulled off her headscarf, threw down the basket in her hand tiredly, and asked doubtfully: "For me?"
"Good stuff." Corbiers smiled and winked.
Julie took the note he handed over, glanced down, and suddenly covered her mouth, fearing that she would scream, with a look of surprise on her face.
After a while, the excited Julie put down her hand, bit her lip and murmured: "Is this true? The Governor knows about me?"
"Of course, you are now a celebrity and a big reporter~!
Whether it is the academic master of Maple Leaf Danlin, the emperor of the Ruman Empire, or the pope of Vatican, the first thing they do every morning is to open the newspaper and read what a reporter named Julie wrote.
Stories from the front lines.
You deserve this."
Corbiers patted her shoulder and said with a smile: "Although it is just a note now, when you return to Nai'an, I will give you a real commendation order."
Julie said stupidly: "So, I'm famous?"
Corbiers nodded affirmatively and said, "You are famous."
Julie couldn't help but scream, rushed forward and hugged Cobiers, hugging him tightly and jumping up and down.
Corbiers smiled and patted her shoulder, pulled the note with a short line of words out of Julie's hand, put it on the candle and lit it.
Julie shook her head regretfully, watching it turn into ashes, and said: "Unfortunately, I can't take it back to show my father. He has always been opposed to me becoming a reporter."
"I think he is already proud of you now." Corbiers said.
Julie sat down on the bedside and said, "How is the war outside? How many days will it take for the peacekeepers to liberate Ryder? I can't wait to go back."
Corbiers smiled bitterly, shrugged, and said: "At present, it seems that it is far away."
"What's wrong?" Julie asked in surprise. You know, the peacekeeping force has an overwhelming advantage in strength.
"Those are a bunch of pig-like teammates." Corbiers cursed angrily.
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