After waking up

In Kingspea Palace, a debate was going on in the council hall, and the king was sitting on the throne rubbing his forehead.

"Your Majesty, would it be better for us to go south? The royal capital will soon become the front line! Your Majesty."

"Shut up. Slanderous ministers like you can't help much on weekdays. Once a kingdom is in crisis, you should first consider protecting yourself!"

"What? I am thinking about His Majesty!"

The two ministers started to argue, and there were still some among the military generals who argued with each other.

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister, there are still 30,000 imperial guards in the capital, and there are other defenders in the surrounding areas. We can also recruit young and middle-aged men to serve, and with the help of civilians, we will definitely be able to fight!"

"That's right, Your Majesty, the Dilga people have been exhausted after a series of fierce battles. We are waiting for work, there is still a chance!"

Some of the ministers made sarcastic remarks.

"Really? That's what you said before. Hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers of the Kingdom perished because of your arrogant words."

"Do you people in the military still have this kind of confidence now? Maybe the troops can recruit, but what about weapons? Is it enough to equip so many people? All our heavy firepower has been transferred to the north in previous battles. How many artillery pieces are there now? Do the rusted copper cannons on the old city wall count as enough for a hundred guns?"

The Minister of Finance is very aware that the current situation of military equipment reserves is really worrying.

Another minister also took the opportunity to attack.

"Marshal Gauss, you said before that the front line can withstand at least a month, right? If you can't be willing to deal with it under military law, why did you escape before half a month?"

The military marshal suddenly became angry.

"You! The Deauville defense line has not been established at all. The defenders in the front are all useless. They have not been able to fight for it in two days let alone a week. The mobilized reinforcements have not yet arrived, and the weapons and ammunition have not arrived yet. What can I do to stop them? The Dilga people? Just a few thousand troops?"

"Stop arguing--"

The king finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted angrily to stop the quarrel, and the council hall fell silent for an instant.

The king swept the whole place with bloodshot eyes, and then looked at the generals of the Kingdom's military headquarters. He wanted to kill those useless generals, but even if he didn't know anything about military affairs, he knew that this situation was not suitable for killing generals. And they are all great nobles.

"Prime Minister, do you have anything to say?"

After hearing the king's question, the old prime minister finally spoke. He first asked the archbishop of the Cult of Life, and received the expected answer.

"Your Excellency Archbishop, can we win the war with the power of extraordinary beings? Where are the allies?"

The main host of the God of Life sighed, it was still impossible to be a transparent person.

"The God of Life will not abandon her devout believers. We will do our best, but the power of the extraordinary is not invincible. There are also many magicians on Dilga's side."

The old prime minister sneered in his heart and turned to look at the foreign minister.

"Is there any news from Basman and Bach?"

The Foreign Secretary has been uneasy, and now he can only answer bravely.

"There has been a response from Bach. They said that the war just ended a few years ago, and they do not want to start another war with Dilga for our sake, unless Basman declares war on Dilga together."

"What about Basman?"

"Uh, Basman's side"

The Foreign Secretary glanced at the Archbishop.

"There was no response from Basman."

The old prime minister knew in his heart that Basman might not be willing to start a war again, but this time there must be pressure from the Holy Church. Dilga can directly conquer the cult, and the Holy Church is very satisfied.

"Then Your Majesty, perhaps there is only one suitable solution left."

"any solution?"

The king perked up, sat up straight and looked at the old prime minister.

"Send an envoy to Dilga and ask for peace. We should admit our failure."

"Will the Dilga be willing?"

The old prime minister sighed slightly. His family had already sent them away, so he said the next words without any worries.

"Your Majesty, please send an envoy to Digao as quickly as possible to express your surrender to Queen Dilga and be willing to compensate the Dilga people for their losses. I think there is a high probability of success."

"What?"

The king was shocked and looked at the old prime minister in disbelief.

"How dare you ask me to surrender to a little girl, how dare you say such a thing!"

The king clenched his fists and stood up.

"Are you looking out for the good of the kingdom, or for yourself?"

"Your Majesty, the reason why the Dilgar people started the war is nothing more than the Life Religion and the Holy Relics. They never said they wanted to destroy Goldspear!"

"shut up--"

The king roared and stopped the old prime minister's words.

"Sacred objects are illusory, they can look for them, but the God of Life Religion is our belief. If you turn your back on the God of Life, God will also take away your healthy life!"

"Your Majesty, the Life Cult is just transferring other people's lives to your body."

“But without the blessing of the God of Life, can I remain healthy?”

The old prime minister never shut up. He looked at the archbishop who was silent at this moment and said bluntly.

"Then Your Majesty, I have no other solution. Perhaps the Archbishop has one."

The archbishop glanced at the old prime minister.

“Everything is a test from God, and God has His own arrangements!”

It was another unhappy day, but today was more exciting. The old prime minister had openly challenged the authority of the Life God Cult.

Many ministers even thought that the king wanted to kill the prime minister.

It's just that the days of such quarrels were gone. Three days later, the latest battle situation on the front line arrived in the royal capital. As expected, in addition to a defeat, it was a defeat.

The king once again summoned all ministers to discuss matters, but this time there were far fewer people. Even the prime minister said he was ill at home, and everyone who came to the palace seemed to be in a hurry, and still no effective results could be obtained.

Jibusi fell, the city of Ariel fell, Oak City surrendered, Mutata surrendered the city, and the newly formed 345th Army fled into formation.

Everything is bad news. In just one week, the atmosphere in the royal capital is already very depressing.

Compared with the hard battle in the first half, the advancing army in the second half was more like marching in Gingspea. As an invading army, it even continued to receive help from the Gingspea people.

On the thirteenth day after the fall of Deauville, soldiers hurriedly ran into the command post on the front line of Lombardier, the capital of Kingspea. Then Marshal Gauss and a group of senior officers came outside and reached the frontline position.

Many soldiers climbed out of the trenches, stood on tiptoes, or ran to higher ground.

Pieces of black smoke rose in the distance, and the vast Lombardi forest burned. This was the order given by the marshal to ignite the entire forest to prevent the Dilgar people from crossing the border.

The shortcut to the royal capital from the north is through the Lombardy Forest, which has several wide avenues.

It is definitely inconvenient to travel through the forest when it is burning, and the Lombardy Forest is vast enough to burn for a long time without necessarily being extinguished.

On the other side of the Lombardy Forest, the advancing legion stopped marching. Mulan stood on top of the steam tank, looking at half of the sky that was rendered red in the distance. I am afraid that this avenue through the forest cannot be walked.

"It seems that there are some soldiers in Kingspea who still have a strong sense of resistance."

"Legion commander, what should we do? Do we need to organize fire-fighting?"

Mulan shook his head.

"The fire is already too big and will soon spread to the entire Lombardy Forest."

Mulan suddenly frowned.

"Everyone, form an arrow-shaped defensive formation, close to the steam tank, prepare to attack the resistance——"

Mulan personally shouted the order, and the entire advancing army immediately became nervous. The tanks moved slowly and lined up for defense, and some military vehicles were also dragged forward.

In a short period of time, countless animals rushed over, including deer, wolves, bears and even tigers. There were countless species and numbers, and they were all escaping from the fire.

"Bang~" "Bang."

"Ouch~" "Ouch"

"Roar——" "Ah——"

"Bang bang."

Many animals directly hit the steam tank, more animals hit the military formation, and many soldiers were even knocked away directly.

"Fire, fire!"

"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta."

"Bang" "bang" "bang" "bang".

The machine guns on the steam tanks began to fire, and the soldiers began to fight back. Countless animals fell in pieces, and an endless stream of beasts began to flee to both sides, like a tide broken by the rocks of the military formation, and this was just a corner of it, the entire This side of the Lombardy Forest is full of escaping animals, and there are all kinds of flying birds in the sky.

"Uh-huh——"

A melodious chirping came from the direction of the forest. This sound was so penetrating that everyone who heard it felt that it came from the center of the forest.

Mulan suddenly became energetic and looked at Hessen and Sabastina not far away. Both of them had the same incomprehensible expressions. Even many students from the Black Castle subconsciously took a few steps forward, and countless soldiers looked at each other.

Judging from the feeling brought by the sound, it is inferred that there is some kind of magical existence in the Lombardy Forest.