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"The Creation Empire only attacks but not defends, and its massacre tactics targeting civilians are actually using civilians as a threat, forcing us to increase the frequency of defensive confrontations and reinforcement dispatches."
Speaker Steven, who was sitting in the chair, pinched his eyebrows and asked other members for their opinions.
“Once reinforcements are dispatched, top experts must be stationed at key fortresses. Otherwise, the front lines will have to be withdrawn and the land will be given away. At the same time, countless civilians will die to ensure the safety of the core combat force. "
As a single entity, the eighth level has high combat power and can move much faster than the legion.
In a full-scale campaign, they are equivalent to large legion units that can be mobilized quickly.
The territory of the Allied Powers of the United Kingdom Council is too large, and the whereabouts of the Twelve Gods of War are unknown on the battlefield. From time to time, people from the Crean Empire will disguise themselves as false Gods of War, allowing the true bodies of the Gods of War to roam around and attack.
They now want to kill the eighth level of the alliance at all costs.
If you want to defeat the eighth-level strongman who has almost entered the realm of gods, you have to fight the eighth-level with the eighth-level.
Either rely on the army and large-scale military city defense facilities, such as Phantom Shock Tower, Magical Air Breaker Cannon, and Sky Shield Array, which can cause enough effective damage to the eighth-level powerhouse.
Now a trade-off must be made.
The eighth level is a non-replenishable hero unit's combat power, which also determines the flexibility of tactics.
Once all eight levels of the Kingdom United Council Alliance are wiped out, the chances of winning this battle will become extremely slim.
"If we continue to compress it further, it will be safe, but what will happen to the residents who cannot escape? Are we going to give up most of the land to the Creation Empire?"
There was silence in the highest chamber for a long time, and finally someone beat the table angrily and asked.
"What should I do?"
"Let's just give it a try and concentrate all our superior forces to attack the Creation Empire!"
"The Kraiyu Empire's style of play is so pretentious, it seems like they don't care whether we counterattack or not. They seem to be determined to tell us - if you dare to come, they dare to change."
"But you have to be prepared to lose everything. If you fight like this, it will end soon. And if you are double-teamed from both sides, you will be in the worst situation."
The Creation Empire's mad-dog style of play, which only attacks but does not defend, makes it clear that they don't care about civilians. Correspondingly, they believe that the Kingdom United Council Alliance cares about civilians.
"What's more, even if we really intend to take a gamble, can we convince other countries to cooperate in this plan?"
Until this question was raised, the Supreme Council fell into silence again.
Trust is gone, and it is impossible for all countries to agree to such a huge gamble, and if not all kingdoms work together, such a gamble will be meaningless.
After a long discussion.
At last.
The United Kingdom Parliament can only make a bitter decision.
Just to be on the safe side.
Countries will take the initiative to shrink their fronts and can no longer disperse their combat forces.
Only by giving up land can we increase the density of the army and defensive forces, while ensuring the safety of the eighth-level hero units, and allowing multiple eighth-level units to work together as much as possible.
Save the land and lose the people, everyone and the land will be lost. Save the people and lose the land, and everyone and the land will survive.
despite this.
This decision destined the United Kingdom Council to gradually give up its territory in the coming time, and civilians covering tens of millions of square kilometers also began the largest-scale flight and migration recorded in history...
……
a few days later.
Posen Kingdom.
District 1, South Bank of Huadu Parrieux.
At four o'clock in the afternoon in Lucerne Park on the banks of the Selena River, the afternoon autumn sun shines on the river, creating sparkling waves, as if it is covered with a layer of golden gauze, and the gentle breeze blows away the mist.
Regardless of the external war, the capital located in the hinterland of Posen is still a safe place for the time being.
A thin figure of a young man sat on a bench by the river bank.
He seemed to be in a daze, motionless.
After an unknown amount of time, another person finally came and sat down next to him, minding his own business and opened the newspaper in his hand.
"Meet at the Selena River, it's a good mood."
Nigel looked at the newspaper and muttered to himself.
He found Lan Qi, who had already changed into casual clothes when he arrived, dressed like an ordinary Huadu resident.
From that day on when he decided to help Lan Qi infiltrate the Creation Empire, he would never contact Lan Qi again as Lieutenant General Nigel.
"It's rare to have a sunny day."
Lan Qi moved his gaze from the river to Nigel beside him, smiled helplessly at Nigel and said.
"It's either raining or foggy during this period, and I feel like my heart is getting rusty."
Nigel also sighed, his eyes unable to hide his fatigue.
The water of the Salina River is rippling.
"It won't always be like this."
Lan Qi looked at Selina River again and murmured.
"I've already done it for you. Tomorrow you will go to the Creation Empire alone."
Nigel said as he flipped through the newspaper.
Lan Qi's shadow trembled, and a kitten popped out of it, and jumped onto Lan Qi's lap curiously.
"So sudden?"
it asked Nigel in surprise.
Logically speaking, Nigel promised to help Lan Qi get it done within a month.
"It's not sudden. I took the initiative to speed up my trip to Creju. I have important things to deal with."
Lan Qi touched the cat's head and replied.
Maybe the identity will be a little more difficult, for example, the age and occupation are too different from what I expected, but I can go to Creation faster.
Even one day earlier could have saved many lives.
"If you want to come back, you can publish a painting of yours in the Creation Central Daily News. Someone will contact you and find a way to arrange for you to return to the Kingdom Alliance."
Nigel handed the newspaper in his hand to Ranchi.
Although it is just an ordinary newspaper, it contains the way Lanqi communicated with the spies of the Posen Kingdom in the Creju Empire.
He believed that Lan Qi could remember it after reading it once.
"I understand."
Lanci took the newspaper.
"I look forward to the day when comradeship is commensurate again."
Nigel stood up, put on his hat again, and said to Ranchi.
"Take care."
Following the instructions, he walked away without looking back.
In this war, every meeting may be the last.
In their line of work, once necessary, even life will not belong to them. Facing the invaders, death is not terrible. What is terrible is that death is meaningless.
"Take care of yourself."
Lan Qi said silently.
He gradually turned his attention to the newspaper in his hand and flipped through it.
Looking at the photo of Loren's remains in the newspaper, Lan Qi suddenly became excited.
Lan Qi finally stood up and stood beside the river bank, beside the stone pillars connected by iron chains.
He recited the code silently, tore the key pages of the newspaper into pieces and threw them into the river.
When I closed my eyes, I heard the sound of the whistle blowing.
The announcement on the ship gradually became clearer——
"On September 1798, 9, at 17: pm Poisson time, South Asia's Quidanland Free Broadcasting Emergency Interruption."
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have just received a battle report from the front line. The 11nd Chris Magic Armored Division encountered an attack by the enemy's 60th Heavy Cavalry Regiment in southeast Harrisonburg. After a day and night of fierce fighting, our troops suffered casualties. Heavy losses, about 30% of the soldiers and magic weapons were lost. At present, the battle line has been forced to retreat 55 kilometers west of the Yser River. At the same time, our 7th Infantry Division is also encountering the enemy on the Blount Heights. The 1th Mountain Division and the st Air Assault Special Forces are encircled and are in danger of being wiped out at any time."
"According to the battle report from the Supreme Headquarters, in the past 24 hours, a total of more than 2.5 members of the Kingdom Alliance Allied Forces were killed or missing. The enemy's advance was unstoppable. Starting from Holson in the south, they advanced all the way. Our army was retreating steadily along the way. . To the north, the enemy's 4th Army also broke through the blockade near the Province of Elis and headed straight for Port Austin."
"General Albion, the supreme commander of the South, delivered a speech this morning, calling on all Poisson soldiers and civilians to be united and vow to fight the invaders to the end. He emphasized that although we are in a difficult situation at the moment, as long as we persist in resisting, the dawn of victory will eventually come. Let us Let’s join hands to welcome the last dawn!”
The announcer's voice was choked with sobs, unable to suppress the sadness and anger in his heart.
The radio then played the passionate "Ode to Glory"——
"Forward, forward, brave warrior!"
"Hold high the banner of justice and truth."
"Use our blood and lives to compose an immortal hymn to heroes."
“It takes courage to die.”
Lan Qi stood with his head lowered for a while and then returned to the dock.
He never said a word, sitting alone on the bench silently, facing the rising sun and sea breeze.
The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the slowly flowing river, dyeing the water surface golden yellow, and the clouds on the horizon are dyed crimson by the sunset, like the color of dawn.
Lan Qi was sitting alone on a bench, wearing a simple white shirt. His face was full of sadness and grievance, with tears in his eyes, and he looked into the distance unwillingly, as if reminiscing about his time in Ikerita. those times.
The music in the church behind me is gentle and distant, like I am groping for my way alone in the dark, but I don’t speak, I just move forward, not knowing how far away the light is.
The surrounding environment seemed particularly quiet because of his silence, with only the occasional chirping of birds and the voices of children in the distance.
There was a bench by the river in the sunset, and the breeze was blowing his hair and clothes, but he remained motionless.
"Lanqi Meow..."
The cat boss raised his paw and patted Lan Qi worriedly.