Chapter 455 Imperial Pyramid
Chapter 455 Imperial Pyramid
Imperial Millennium, March 3th.
The troops on the edge of Cangwu Province began to move towards the front line one after another.
The Si family was mobilized in full force.
Although the old lady was extremely reluctant, she was unable to go against the empire's war rules.
The Undying-class battleship Da Siming set sail, and the Great Marquis went on the expedition, accompanied by a dozen gold-class elders and retainers, and all three thousand marquis guards boarded the ship.
The old lady insisted on bringing Si Jianian, Yue Qingyu and others, as well as a large opera troupe, to entertain them on weekdays.
As a middle-ranking family, there are six lower-ranking families that usually depend on the Si family, and there are countless aristocratic families and poor families.
Six supreme warships and dozens of perfect warships guarded around the Great Siming, descending from the Dawn Continent to the Eternal Darkness Continent.
Strong men and warships are the main manifestations of the family's weight.
On the Immortal battleship, Si Ning was sitting in the captain's room, feeling extremely overwhelmed. She had to juggle her duties as a lieutenant colonel regimental advisor, as well as handle military affairs.
In comparison, Jiang He seemed quite relaxed. Thanks to the Si family's operation, the rank of major had been entered into the military's files. He received a transfer order, but had not yet taken up the post.
Through the ship window, you can see the sky getting farther and farther away. On the vast land, a beacon line stretches endlessly. On the long scale, fortresses and cities stand on both sides. The blood of the dark race and the human race has stained every corner of the border.
In the evening, the fleet arrived above Siming City.
The First Division of the Cangwu Army had already moved in.
Millions of troops were distributed in Siming City and various beacon areas, interspersed with countless simple camps, which were managed by the nobles and the common people.
It has been a month since the advent, and Jiang He has basically figured out the empire's pyramid system.
Lieutenant General = upper-class family = ordinary hero = province = beacon fortress = Duke/Duke.
Major General's Division Commander = Middle-Rank Family = Peak of Gold = County City = Beacon City = Marquis.
Colonel Brigade = Lower Class Family = Golden Elite = County Town = Beacon District = Marquis.
Lieutenant Colonel = Low-class family = Ordinary gold = County town = Beacon fire area
Major = poor noble family = peak silver = beacon camp.
Lieutenants are basically Silver Age creatures, depending on the situation and their military achievements, while non-commissioned officers are mostly Bronze Age creatures. As for privates first class and privates, they are no different from cannon fodder, usually beginners in practice, or those with passive force qualifications.
In a pyramid-like empire, if you want to climb up, you can only rely on strength and military merit.
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Looking down from the sky, this Siming City is like a dormant steel behemoth, surrounded by undulating mountains and steep terrain, and in front of it is an endless plain forest.
The huge city is in an irregular polygonal shape, surrounded by thick and tall walls that gleam with a cold metallic luster. It is dotted with shooting holes of various sizes, and sentry towers stand at the four corners, reaching into the sky.
The layout inside the huge city is rigorous and orderly, with main roads running through it, clearly dividing various functional areas. Ammunition depots, barracks, command centers and other buildings are scattered around, and a palace complex belonging to aristocratic families is built in the north of the city.
Around the huge city, fortifications are crisscrossed, trenches, iron nets, and minefields are stacked up, forming an insurmountable barrier. Every corner exudes solemnity and majesty.
When the fleet landed, the amount of gold in Siming City exceeded a hundred people.
The door of the Dasiming opened, and the old lady walked out with the support of Yue Qingyu.
Compared to the little girl's fear, the old lady was accustomed to the world after all, and her expression was normal. She occasionally looked back, still thinking about the opera troupe she supported. If she didn't have the daily enjoyment, she felt that living in Fenghuo City was no different from being in prison.
At the entrance of the ship yard, a burly old man had been waiting for a long time.
As the golden pinnacle of the Yu clan, he was accustomed to the temperaments of these families.
Seeing the old lady approaching, Master Yu took a few steps forward and said with a generous smile: "Old friend, it's been many years." "I just got a serious illness a while ago." The old lady pondered for a moment, but in the end, she took care of herself and did not tell the truth. She continued: "When it comes to fighting the dark race, I am definitely not as good as you."
Master Yu laughed loudly. Although he knew it was just polite talk, he still found it very useful coming from someone of the same level. He immediately reminded him:
"Everyone, please settle down first. This time, the dark race has more troops than the empire, so we will probably have to fight a defensive counterattack in the early stages."
The two top fighters kept exchanging greetings.
A group of school officers and family heads followed behind.
By the time everyone arrived at the palace complex, a dinner had already been set up, as if the entire mountain and field were covered with banquets. Through the exploitation of the barbarians, the empire's front had sufficient productivity.
"Old friend, let's dance." Yu Shizuo invited.
The old lady did not refuse. The military and the aristocratic families worked closely together. This piece of news alone could greatly stabilize the morale of the army. Being disrespectful to the elderly once would bring her considerable rewards. When she watched the drama again, some officers who understood the situation would inevitably think that this was a strategic plan.
The banquet was held naturally.
The lower-class families were very foresighted, and many young ladies, both legitimate and illegitimate, appeared. Because of their extraordinary existence, there were also quite a few female officers, and the ball was an extremely grand scene.
On the side close to the kitchen.
Si Ning stopped someone who was sneaking around and raised an eyebrow, "What are you going to do?"
Jiang He replied calmly, "Poisoning."
Si Ning was slightly annoyed when he heard this, and said, "The imperial officers are not members of the Si family. Threatening with their lives may not get what you want."
"Fifty percent probability, isn't it worth a try?"
"If I fail, the Si family will be destroyed, and what will happen to my Mars Sword?"
“There are always regrets in life.”
"...6"
Si Ning calmly analyzed the countermeasures, and only then did she realize that the alliance between the two sides was actually extremely fragile.
Jiang He bypassed the other party and went straight to the wine cellar. There were some rules for poisoning, and whether to use it or not would still be decided later, but it was always right to prepare for a rainy day. Of course, he was mainly going to get the wine, and poisoning was just a convenience.
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At the same time, deep in the forest outside the city.
A dense dark army is marching, with vampires, werewolves, spider demons, and demon descendants gathering together.
On the Dali Plain, almost all plants have immortal properties, and their concealment and resources have attracted a large number of wild tribes.
Four dark marquises appeared together, one of whom was the deputy warden of the Infernal Fortress.
"...According to the intelligence from the Dusk Society, Jiang Wuyang has recently attempted to become the son-in-law of the Si family and is trying to please the eldest daughter of the Si family."
"The Siming City of the Si family is just a hundred miles away."
"You three have all been paid by the Duke. This raid is certainly aimed at destroying the city, but don't forget the important things."
The deputy warden repeatedly reminded him to destroy the Infernal Fortress, and Duke Merrick wished he could cut the man into pieces.
The Blood Demon Marquis sighed, "The war hasn't started yet. If we go deep into the enemy territory alone, even if we achieve our goal, we will suffer heavy losses. Is it really worth it?"
"Only when it goes against common sense can there be a chance for a successful sneak attack." The Werewolf Marquis laughed grimly, "In war, what matters is momentum. It doesn't matter if hundreds of thousands of elite troops die. People are dying everywhere in the Everlasting Dark Continent. The moon has turned blood red. What's there to be afraid of!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the werewolves of the Dark Moon Tribe launched auxiliary spells one after another. Layer upon layer of concealment spells enveloped hundreds of thousands of silver elites. The personnel for this raid were all selected from the best of the best, and each of them had a title, so there was no room for the bronze burdens to participate.
(End of this chapter)