The villain queen eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and won't let me lie down?

Drive away the tiger to devour the wolf is over, next round...

It's still driving away the tiger to devour the wolf!

Chapter 79: The Empress's Successful Sneak Attack

North of the Kanbussak Desert, outside Serena City.

Blood stained the yellow sand and rough stone walls, magic streaked across the blue sky, and the Rommel Legion had begun to attack the city.

Under the full magical suppression and fire cover of the orc tribes, the Qing Teng(青藤: Green Vine) soldiers successfully climbed the city walls, pressing the Bell Tribe's Imperial Guards back step by step.

Roger walked out of Rommel's temporary camp, watching the two tribes' soldiers fighting fiercely on the city walls not far away, listening to the earth-shattering shouts, the clash of weapons, and the explosions of magic, he felt that the ground beneath his feet was trembling slightly.

Wherever his eyes fell, there was war. Being in the middle of it, he deeply felt his own insignificance.

Even the side with the advantage in a real war appears so cruel.

Where is the romantic sentiment in novels, movies, and games? Looking at the wounded soldiers on stretchers, Roger's eyes were heavy.

Under the temptation of loyalty, honor, and fame, young people in the prime of their youth rushed forward, and were carried back covered in wounds, missing arms and legs.

Of course, more fell on the front lines, blasted into pieces by the enemy's magic, and their bodies could not even be found.

The magic of this world is very magical; severed limbs can be reshaped, and death can be resurrected.

But the magic of this world is also very expensive; the precious magic power of the accompanying mages has to be used to strike the enemy, and not every injured soldier can enjoy comprehensive care.

There are many, many veterans with disabilities in the empire.

Roger was invited by the Eternal Night Empress to witness her heroic feat of breaking through the orcish royal city.

He himself was also curious about and yearned for the real battlefield, so he crossed space with her to come to the front line.

Then he regretted it.

Watching CG is one thing, smelling the bloody stench here is another.

Compared to the suddenness of the Blood Night of Aodu(奥都: name of a place), the almost boundless and ubiquitous battle at this time is another kind of magnificence, and also another kind of despair.

He suddenly remembered the saying "the worst peace is better than the best war."

"But if you don't beat the enemy until they dare not fight, how can they possibly give you peace?"

Roger muttered to himself, discovering a logical paradox.

Sometimes you really don't need to think too much about life, because you have no choice.

Just like the war that the Rabbit(兔子: refers to China) fought across the 38th parallel back then, despite all the difficulties and suffering countless losses.

Without this battle, who would allow you to develop peacefully?

Greed has no limit. The gods' thirst for faith is like capitalists' pursuit of profit. You always take one step back, and they take ten steps forward.

If you don't want to be bled to death by the Seven Gods, you have to fight, even if it means gritting your teeth.

The good news is that most people in the empire have not lost their passion, are not afraid of war, and even yearn for war, following the sword of the Eternal Night Empress, not knowing what it means to retreat.

Even those three new armies, led by veterans to the top of the city, coupled with a little mental suggestion from the mages, became more and more valiant.

Above the boiling blood, they were completely selfless, daring to slash at the orcs' heads with their broadswords.

Usually, the brave win when enemies meet on a narrow road. In this kind of battle between two armies, you don't need to consider defense. You will survive if you kill all the enemies.

"After this battle, the empire will have 90,000 more warriors."

The heroic and handsome Rommel walked out of the camp, stood side by side with Roger, with a cigar in his mouth, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Wearing a military uniform and with shining stars, because the victory he personally commanded was about to come, and he had conquered a powerful enemy for the empire, he exuded a charming confidence all over his body.

This Rommel is much more charming than the young Elvin(埃尔文: a name) at the Abyss Mill that night.

"Congratulations, with such a great victory, you are one step closer to the position of marshal." Roger replied absentmindedly.

Rommel glanced at him, quite surprised: "With your courage, you shouldn't be someone who fears war and death, but I can feel your disgust for the battlefield."

He remembered that night when he and Roger showed off their acting skills under pressure, and he also admired him for using himself as bait to kill a strong enemy. These are all qualities that the people of the empire appreciate.

So he was surprised that such a young man did not yearn to go to the battlefield and establish unparalleled achievements?

Roger smiled wryly: "One general succeeds, ten thousand bones wither. How can I like it?"

Rommel savored this sentence, which was very appropriate, but he disagreed.

He corrected rather seriously: "The Right Prime Minister is too kind, so it has influenced you? You sympathize with the casualties of the soldiers, but don't forget that without the achievements built by these bones, more people of the empire may die."

Angelina's(安洁莉娜: a name) reputation for kindness is known throughout the empire. Rommel thought that she had influenced his younger brother and wanted to guide him back to the bravery and combativeness of the imperial nobles.

"This is not my sister's influence. My sister appreciates the bravery of the soldiers and will spare no effort to do a good job in logistical preparations for you to make achievements." Roger shook his head and hurriedly cleared Angelina of the blame. "It's just that I personally haven't adapted to this atmosphere in the military camp yet."

"Then you have to adapt as soon as possible. The empire's army, everyone is good at fighting, everyone dares to fight. This is the best atmosphere, this is the strongest army!" Rommel said very proudly.

Roger hesitated, comparing it with the strong army in his heart, he felt that the atmosphere of the troops in this era was actually quite brainwashing.

It would be a bit too much to say that it is the promotion ladder for noble lords and mage lords, after all, civilians also defended their homes, and nobles are also fighting desperately.

In this blue era, the Qing Teng Empire is really rare.

Rommel was a delicate and sensitive person. He was optimistic about Roger and was also curious about what he was thinking in his heart, so he asked: "I feel that you don't believe me. Do you think there are better troops in the world than the empire? Are they the troops of the elves, dwarves, or dragon descendants?"

Roger looked into his eyes, knowing that he had caused a misunderstanding, but he didn't want to be accused of being a traitor, so he could only explain:

"Human race. That is a troop that exists in my ideal, which has not yet appeared in this era. They don't need the most sophisticated equipment, but from the officers to the grassroots, they all understand why they are fighting. What unites the team is not superiors and subordinates, power, money, or mental magic, but a common ideal."

"Fighting for an ideal? It sounds beautiful, but such an army is impossible to appear in a thousand or ten thousand years—" Rommel exclaimed.

Roger said solemnly: "It is possible, but the conditions are harsh. But once such a military soul is forged, everyone is good at fighting, everyone dares to fight, and everyone fights to the death! If the army commander dies, the deputy army commander will take over, and if the deputy army commander dies, the brigade commander will take over, because they understand the goal, so there will be no confusion in the organization, no fleeing in panic, until the last soldier fights... Tell me, can the imperial army compare to such an army?"

Rommel frowned and pondered, and sighed softly after a long time: "Such an army is indeed incomparable. Young Elvin yearns for it, but doesn't know how to achieve it."

"I don't know either... But General, you should pay attention to the battlefield in front of you. The orcs are still very strong, so don't be careless."

Roger didn't dare to say any more, for fear of making Rommel go crazy.

That kind of army requires the right time, the right place, and the right people, and it also requires the background of the era.

It is too unrealistic to forcibly turn a feudal army into that kind.

At least the popularization rate of culture and the literacy rate must be increased before it is possible.

At present, the empire still relies on the personal charm of the Eternal Night Empress, and it is more effective to create collective fanaticism.

Rommel smiled when he heard Roger's reminder:

"Don't worry, we have Her Majesty, and I have also kept enough reserves."

In the wars of this world, generals, training, equipment, morale, luck, weather, etc., will all affect the direction of a war.

But there is another one that Earth does not have. Here, the decisive factor is the duel between the strong on both sides.

The Qing Teng Empire, without the intervention of the Seven Gods, has the Eternal Night Empress, and is always invincible in the confrontation between the strong.

So, it only needs to increase the comprehensive national strength, smash equipment, and smash training, and it can easily destroy everything.

However, although there is an absolute strongman in charge, which can offset many variables, Rommel, as a peerless famous general, has also left many backhands.

He will not give all the pressure to the Eternal Night Empress, so as not to make himself seem too useless.

Roger had to admit that Rommel's confidence made sense.

If the Eternal Night Empress hadn't taken the battle mage route today and was now playing infiltration operations, but had transformed into a humanoid cannon to provide fire support, the battle might have ended long ago.

But now that the Eternal Night Empress has infiltrated Serena City, and even Rommel doesn't know where the Empress is, the battle is a bit anxious.

However, Roger always felt that something was wrong.

Based on his experience in the game, the strength of the orc tribes should never be so worthless.

In the plot, there is also a super beautiful Tequila(龙舌兰: a name) Princess on the orc side, who at a critical moment persuaded the tribes to raise a powerful coalition army, which restrained a lot of Qing Teng Empire's troops on the side battlefield.

Those strong combat arms, fierce mounts, terrifying cavalry and archers, and shamans who are extremely suitable for field battles, left a deep impression on him.

Judging from the time, Tequila Princess should already be quite prestigious at this time.

How could that princess not appear to turn the tide when the empire had reached the royal tent?

Was she holding back some big move? Or was she absent due to her period?

At this moment, suddenly a huge blood-colored beam of light rose from the center of Serena City, exploded, and then golden rain fell all over the city.

Rommel's face lit up, and he raised his arms and shouted to order the entire army: "Her Majesty has broken into the enemy's palace, the First Army is on standby, and the Second Army will follow me!"

"Long live the Empress!"

Cheers like a tsunami came from the Qing Teng Empire's army formation.

The soldiers who were fighting also felt new strength born from their tired bodies, and their eyes were excited.

Her Majesty has already entered the city, how can we still stay outside? We must meet with Her Majesty as soon as possible!

In an instant, the morale of the entire Qing Teng Empire army soared, and the movements of waving their knives were three points faster out of thin air!

In contrast to the orcish imperial guards who were resisting desperately on the other side of the city wall, they were all dumbfounded when they heard the earth-shattering movement and looked back:

Fuck, what about our palace?

Our palace, which was so big, has now disappeared directly from the map?

Although everyone dared not believe it and did not want to believe it, they had to admit helplessly that while they were fighting hard here, the enemy had implemented a shameless sneak attack tactic!

The Eternal Night Empress did not break into the palace, but directly leveled the palace!

How many magnificent palaces were now razed to the ground and turned into ruins.

And in that rubble covering several square kilometers, hundreds of gorgeously dressed orcish chieftains and high officials were floating.

They were being held by the tail by the Mage's Hand, like overturned turtles, helplessly paddling their limbs in the air, and no matter how high their strength was, they could not exert even half of it.

Margaret, who was watching remotely, subconsciously tightened her little butt.

She really empathized with them too much. Everyone has a tail, and everyone has been Eternal Night Empress...

Cough, minor details, don't mention it!

Compared to other prisoners, Bell Tribe Chieftain Francis Cachini was slightly more dignified.

Of course, it's not that he leads the orcish royal court that he's given face, but his tail is very short, just a ball.

The Mage's Hand couldn't hold his tail, so it could only pull his feet, hanging him upside down in the air, which seemed a bit conventional.

These Mage's Hands were all connected to a woman in a gray hooded robe with a faint smile on her lips.

Although the wide robe couldn't show her appearance and figure, the little cherry lips and slender hands that were exposed had already made many orcs dry-mouthed, and felt a pressure like an abyss from her...

It was clearly just a woman, but she was even more terrifying than the giant dragon that appeared outside the city a few days ago!

The gray-robed woman slowly flew higher, and the Mage's Hand drove those prisoners to spin by their tails.

At the same time, all the Mage's Hands revolved around the palace in a circle, constantly accelerating.

It wasn't a merry-go-round in an amusement park, but a high-power centrifuge!

Under the pull of the force, the terrified screams of those high-ranking chieftains and high officials continued.

Bang!

Finally, a chieftain couldn't bear it anymore, and the blood in his body rushed out and exploded!

One after another, the chieftains couldn't resist the pull of this force and turned into blood-colored fireworks!

This was really a novel and cruel method of execution, and even the most basic magic "Mage's Hand" was played out in a new way.

The orcish soldiers and citizens who reacted couldn't help but roar, scream, cry, or flee in all directions, or countless arrows and magic attacked the demon-like woman in the sky.

Unfortunately, they were all blocked by a thin magic shield, and couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes.

Including the attacks of the legendary priests, all were ineffective.

The gray-robed woman stretched out her hand to take off her hood, revealing a head of gorgeous golden hair and a peerless face that couldn't be faulted in any way.

A casual and lazy chuckle spread throughout Serena City inside and outside:

"Heh~ What a disappointing and boring opponent, orc tribes, is this all you've got? Is this all you've got?"

"Is this all you've got?"

The soldiers of the Qing Teng Empire saw their invincible empress, felt the contempt contained in their empress's words, and also clamored.