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The situation was serious. The marshals frowned and thought hard for a long time, but still had no solution.
The marshal in the main seat broke the silence: "I think everyone has heard that many royal families of the kingdoms have abandoned their territories and thrones and fled far away. Those who are still sitting here are all planning to fight to the death.
So we should not be too depressed. Even if we are doomed to fail, we must not abandon the glory left by our ancestors. "
“But…” A marshal smiled bitterly and shook his head, “I really don’t know how to win.
Those who did not participate in the previous war do not know Lake’s weapons, those weapons…”
Novak took over the conversation: "It can allow an ordinary farmer to defeat a professional who has practiced for more than ten years after a few months of training."
"If that's the case...if...
Our Saints left without saying goodbye. If we lose our Saints, coupled with what you said, aren't we doomed to fail?"
"That's the theory."
"Bundle……"
The Marshal in the main seat interrupted them and said, "I said, even if we are doomed to lose, we must not give up the resistance."
Glancing at the people looking at him, he stood up and said, "I have decided to gather all my strength and fight Lake to the death."
As if they were infected by his aura, everyone expressed their support.
"Moiguo seconded the motion."
"Mertha seconded the motion."
"Dusou Guofu..."
And so, the countries held a meaningless meeting and came to an expected resolution.
The marshals returned to their respective countries and mobilized their capable troops to prepare for a decisive battle.
Domit, who had a drone to monitor the battlefield, soon learned the news.
He was not worried at all, and was even quite happy, because only a sufficiently brutal war could train truly iron-blooded soldiers.
Faced with the dying struggle of the remaining kingdoms, Domit did not underestimate it and responded immediately.
First, all the legions stationed in various countries were divided into three groups, which took turns to fight the enemy.
At the same time, a total of five elite legions from the third to the seventh set out and marched to a place dozens of kilometers away from the front line and waited on the spot.
This is for insurance purposes.
Since it is a struggle, they will fight desperately. In order to ensure that no variables occur that lead to unmanageable consequences, Domitcai gave this order.
Both sides deployed their troops and confronted each other on a plain.
The people of each kingdom smelled the smell of gunpowder, and the able-bodied city dwellers fled with their families. The villagers and farmers who relied on the land for their livelihood could only lead their families in praying that the war would end soon and not affect them.
The standoff did not last long.
Unexpectedly, it was the disadvantaged coalition forces that could not hold back and took action first.
I don't know whether they were just hoping for a quick death or they were planning to take the enemy by surprise, but late one night the coalition forces launched an all-out attack.
However, regardless of whether the coalition commander intended so, his goal was ultimately frustrated.
As soon as the coalition's vanguard army set out, the drones hovering in the sky all day issued an early warning, and the Lake Army immediately responded.
The two sides met head-on in the wilderness, and needless to say, the battle was about to break out.
It has to be said that the coalition forces really put all their resources into this effort, and all the soldiers were the elite of the kingdom.
The professionals in the legion are fearless and brave. Even when faced with a dense fire network composed of machine guns, they still rush forward with their bodies without changing their composure.
The Lake Legion seemed to have not expected that the intensity of the war would suddenly rise to a new level. They were caught off guard and the professionals broke through their defense line, rushed into their positions and started a massacre.
After all, due to lack of training and tempering, the Lake soldiers did not fight to the death to repel the enemy, but fled with their heads in their arms.
This move affected the nearby defensive positions. The fleeing soldiers rushed into the next position, and the soldiers who were shooting were swept by the crowd to the next position. Defeat and panic spread rapidly on the defense line.
The situation was quickly reported to Domit's headquarters by the front-line scouts.
After hearing the news, Domit did not look panicked or solemn. He said in a cold tone: "Order the artillery regiment to bombard the chaotic area."
"Yes... ah?" The soldier sitting in front of the telegraph turned his head in surprise, "Commander, are you talking about shelling the chaotic area?"
"Don't you understand?" Domit stared at him with lightning eyes.
The soldier shuddered subconsciously: "Yes... yes!"
Domit certainly knew that his own army was in the chaotic area, and bombarding the area was equivalent to killing his own soldiers as well. However, this was the only way if he did not want the first line of defense to collapse completely.
There are no war crimes on the continent of Thor. Even if he personally ordered the shooting of prisoners, no one would come forward to demand his punishment.
Therefore, Domit should have psychological burden.
But behind Domit, invisible to the soldiers, veins bulged on his clenched fists.
After several rounds of shelling, the chaotic defense line finally stabilized. Machine guns continued to spit flames, and artillery support did not stop all night.
The coalition forces' desperate fighting style did bring tremendous pressure to Lake, but it was not without cost, and their soldiers suffered heavy losses.
When the sky dawned light, most of the Allied Forces' vanguard troops were killed or wounded. The few remaining soldiers gathered together and slowly withdrew from the front line.
After fighting all night, Lake's soldiers were able to climb out of the trenches and begin cleaning up the battlefield.
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The coalition rear.
The kingdoms formed an alliance again. Although the purpose was different from the previous attack, this time it would be defense, but they still needed a nominal and actual commander. Novak, whose military ability was far ahead of everyone else, naturally took on the heavy responsibility again.
After a defeat in the initial battle, in which a large number of elite troops were sent without reservation, the atmosphere in the headquarters was inevitably a little depressing.
Everyone was silent, but Novak was unusually calm. He just lowered his head and looked at the battle map on the table.
Perhaps infected by the coach's calmness, everyone's pale faces flushed a little, and someone asked expectantly: "Marshal Novak, do you have any solution?"
Method?
What method? A method to defeat Lake?
Novak almost laughed out loud. It was already this time and he still had such delusions.
However, as the commander, he naturally could not show his negative emotions. He smiled and said, "Although we have been defeated several times, we still have the advantage of outnumbering Lake. Now both sides should show their cards and put all their strength on the table. Stratagems and the like are no longer effective. The only way is to fight to the death."
It sounded like nonsense and did not answer the question, but everyone seemed to be greatly encouraged and they all puffed out their chests.
Everyone's drifting rationality regained its footing, and someone picked up the battle report and said, "We did suffer heavy casualties in last night's battle, but Lake wasn't having an easy time either.
Their positions were breached several times by us, and the commander was forced to order artillery bombardment of the area where the two sides were entangled in order to stop the defeat. "
The people nearby heard this and said with regret: "Lake's commander... is too decisive. If they delay for a while, their first line of defense will completely collapse."
At this moment, Novak felt a little curious about Commander Lake.
According to Brando, the commander who made Lagu suffer in the Silent Forest seemed to be this person.
What's his name... Domit?
Lake's intelligence was kept very confidential. Novak had been asking for a long time but still couldn't determine Commander Lake's full name.
Hmm... Speaking of Brando...
Novak's thoughts drifted to the Kingdom of Lagu.
They just watch and have no intention of participating?
If Lake kills us all, there's no way Ragu will be spared, right?
"Marshal Novak."
"Marshal Novak?"
"Ah?" Novak was awakened by the call, and his tone was full of apology, "Sorry, I was distracted. What are you talking about?"
"Someone suggested asking the Empire for help."
Novak was stunned: "Are you sure?"
"Uh, just a suggestion."
Someone couldn't help but object: "Please forgive my bluntness, I would rather die in the war with Lake than ask for help from the Empire.
It is true that the Empire cannot resist sending troops to support Lake, but...what is the price we need to pay?"
Those who knew the inside story kept their heads down in silence, which made those who didn't know the situation curious. What price would one have to pay to ask for support from the empire, so that one would rather die than ask for help?
Novak pondered for a few seconds and said, "How about this? Send an envoy to the nearest Gangno Empire. But don't ask for help. Just tell the empire about Lake's situation."
"Agree."
"Agree."
Chapter 386 Empire
The continent of Sol is vast and can accommodate many empires.
So what is the definition of an empire?
According to the standards of the people of Sol Continent, being called an empire does not depend on how large the territory is. There is only one condition: the number of epic poems.
As long as you have even one epic, you can call yourself an empire even if your territory is as small as a village, and no one dares to question it.
This is the weight of an epic.
Otherwise, why would the former King Lake be willing to sacrifice the lives of a large number of city lords and people in order to become blessed by God, because divine blessing is the prerequisite for promotion to epic.
The comparison of the strength of empires is naturally based on the number and strength of epics.
Considering that most epics have never been compared with each other, and that each empire is unlikely to reveal the true number of domestic epics, outsiders cannot use this to distinguish the strength of each empire.
But there are other ways.
The simplest way is to base it on the empire's location on the continent. The stronger the empire, the closer it is to the wealthy area in the center of the continent.
Although this method is not authoritative, the weak cannot keep their wealth, so it is still credible enough.
The Gangno Empire that Novak and others intended to contact was a third-rate empire located on the edge of the wealthy area.
Of course, even the lowest-ranking empire is still an empire, and no kingdom or principality dares to provoke it.