Magic Tower Starry Sky

Chapter 1515: Awe of the Imperial God of War

The Gwana Empire's war preparations are in full swing, and no matter how much it is done, it will not make people feel at ease.

Even humans have not experienced war with demons for quite some time. But since it was discovered that the gate of the abyss was opened more than a year ago, and the demons and half-orcs have assembled into an army, the performance of this evil coalition force has been enough to make people worry about the future of themselves and Midi.

On the imperial front, the nominal commander is of course the emperor, and no one dares to question this. But in fact the commander-in-chief was the old Duke Kavi who led and organized the entire defense line in Lisa—Ricardo Kavi.

He knew better than anyone else the horror of the coming demon army. As the old saying goes, the more people know, the more they fear the unknown.

Ricardo Carvey is an extraordinary person, but not a brave man. A true brave is a person who can break through all difficulties and obstacles with a fearless spirit. A transcendent is simply a person who has evolved from a primitive life form to the next stage.

Just because he is no longer primitive, the old man can better understand how terrifying those higher-level lives are to human beings. Even without mentioning those nonsense, he once hunted and killed a demon when he was young.

It was an act of justice, done at a terrible price. A demon summoned by the villain came across the border and slaughtered an entire town. The young Ricardo, who was in the process of being an adventurer at the time, gathered many companions to crusade against this demon.

The crusade was successful, but at the cost of quite a few fresh lives. It was also this costly success that made the young Ricardo determined to go home and return to the young master whom he had known since he was a child.

Today's self is no longer the impulsive young man in the past. Recalling the death fight against the 'one' demon in the past, he experienced despair once.

This time it was against an entire army. The feeling like a succubus pressing on his body deepened with every breath.

Perhaps only after he truly proves with his own hands that he can easily beat the opponent can he escape from such a succubus. Otherwise, the old man felt that he would succumb to this pressure.

...Is this old and afraid of death? Although the transcendent has transcended from the original life, no one can say for certain whether or not the life span has been increased, and by how much.

It is possible to be alive and kicking one moment, and enter eternal sleep the next moment. This kind of uncertainty is the reason that oppresses some extraordinary people to go on evil paths.

Normally, Ricardo Carvey could control his negative emotions well. Without a strong heart, he would not be able to achieve what he is today. But such a thing as a demon invasion has already exceeded the upper limit that the old man can look at with a normal heart.

Think of your relatives, your family, the vassals and subjects you are loyal to, and the emperor you are loyal to. These all bring heavy pressure, almost make people breathless.

Although he is known as the undefeated **** of war of the empire, he hasn't lost the land of a war for more than two hundred years. Most of the crusades launched by the empire are aimed at which side of the monsters, or organize crusades against king-level monsters.

Ricardo Carvey was able to obtain the ultimate victory with minimal loss, and this is the reason why he is admired.

But even a crusade against a king-level monster can be regarded as a small war. The lack of experience of having never fought a real battle made the undefeated **** of war of the empire a little flustered.

It's just that no matter how shaken his heart is, the old man's external performance is still calm, as if he is sure of victory.

He understands very well that if he loses confidence as a leader, how can he lead everyone to the final victory. So no matter how guilty he is, he must behave differently.

In terms of actual layout, the old man chose a conservative strategy. It's all about defense, not offense.

Seeing the mercury-like offensive of the demon and orc coalition forces, no one could say anything wrong with the old man's conservative strategy. It is very simple to talk about counterattack without blocking the demon coalition forces.

Even the most radical group of young people, with the failure of the Southern Front in front of them, did not dare to fight back lightly and push the Front out. If they were surrounded again, and the same strategy was used twice, let alone how outsiders judged them, the young people themselves would not be able to accept it.

Since it is a conservative strategy, the old man certainly cannot let go of any help. Now he can't wait to pile up all the cards he can play on the battlefield to block the attacks of the demons.

So a seemingly laid-back magician became one of the targets of the young man. And on the list in the old man's heart, he was quite high.

Of course, Lin had no reason to refuse this old man who took special care of him. And the other party also emphatically emphasized that he would not use himself as cannon fodder and push him to the front line.

For an invitation letter with gentle words and righteousness, Lin can be said to have both face and heart, and there is no reason not to send him to his death...so he had to go.

Although he took over the defense of several small defenses outside the northern border of the empire, the old grand duke still sat in the Rissa collar and did not rush directly to the front line.

Relying on the help of the forum, the delivery of some orders and the return of information can be done without spending the time of the messenger going back and forth. This saves the old man the pain of running around, and it also helps him to control the entire defense line.

As for the loopholes in the forum, in addition to a set of inspection and certification measures, the old man consciously recruited talents with a flexible mind and a good command of the programming language created by a certain magician from a very early age.

And these people do create applications that are not as confidential as sieve-like forums. At least they have built a set of private forums used within the family, isolating the communication with the public forum, and the degree of secrecy is much better.

The Grand Duke even 'strongly' suggested to his son that he should come up with the title of Earl of Power and numerous rewards to attract these talents to work for him. The truth that there must be a brave man under a heavy reward is also reflected in the confusion.

The young Duke Kavi had some complaints at the beginning, but he is only fortunate today. Without the help of these handy apps, they might have to spend ten or twenty times as much effort in organizing the defense against demons to do the same thing.

The old man is not afraid to stand on the front line. In countless moments in his life, he stood at the forefront of the team, leading the soldiers loyal to the family and finally the empire to charge.

It's just that the war has not yet started, and the war called 'preparation' is in the rear. Before the old grand duke commanded the soldiers to fight the demons on the battlefield, he had to deal with businessmen from all over the country, officials from all over the empire, and noble lords who led troops to support them.

There are also those adventurers and mercenaries who came voluntarily, which line of defense they want to join, and who they are assigned to command, these also have their own complicated assessment tasks.

And these tasks are not suitable for all to be moved to the front line. So the old man obediently stayed behind, fighting with the head of the pen. At most, he drove his custom-made car made of pure magic materials to the defense line occasionally, and patrolled everywhere.

Lin just came directly to the base camp at the rear to see this old man who was expected to be tortured to the point of being out of shape by countless documents.

But the situation at hand...how should I put it. As expected of a veteran aristocrat, there are many secretaries, deacons and other assistants to share the complicated affairs. As the dominator, he can easily choose to be busy or not.

In short, what someone sees is a group of young guys who want to pretend that they are walking gracefully, but in fact everyone is so busy that they fly off. There was no yelling or screaming, but there were endless whispers.

The old man was sitting upright, holding an expensive and exquisite porcelain cup, sipping the delicate scented tea produced by the elves. The fragrance overflowed, and even the magician who had just entered the door was suffocated and dizzy.

And in front of the old man is a big sand table. The Fengdi Mountains are in the center, dividing the sand table into two halves. However, the mountains are not completely scaled down according to their actual height. Instead, it is roughly shaped according to the trend of its mountain shape, mainly showing several passable passes.

On both sides of the mountain model, there are positions of known armies, defensive fortresses, and magic towers.

On the north side of the mountain, it can be seen that the human army does not occupy many territories, and every place is dangerous. The worst places have even been surrounded.

If it weren't for the forum's ability to transmit messages regardless of distance, people might not know that there are still military units in the encirclement network. But even if you know, what can you do? No one is capable of rescuing them.

Maybe there is, but that magician can't be moved by illusory compassion, or some kind of human righteousness. Such an attitude does not mean that he is a villain. That guy is just a nerd, used to detaching himself and watching the society in which we live.

On the sand table, the south side of the mountain is surrounded by several passes, forming an overlapping defensive system. Especially the magic towers are the focus of protection.

Because the blocking battle on the north side of the mountain proved that the magic tower, as an important fortress protecting the civilized world, is difficult for even demons to take lightly. And the magician associations around the world have also begun to mobilize to actively strengthen the defense of the magic towers close to the abyss invasion battlefield.

Although the old man looked relaxed and out of tune with the surrounding pictures, his heart was actually not that peaceful. At least when a certain magician appeared, the old man didn't greet people with that hearty voice like a bell like in the past.

However, someone ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ who is currently busy making the plan for the Twin Towers of the Gate did not notice this abnormality. He just came to the old man familiarly as in the past, picked up the teapot, and poured a small sip of elf flower tea without tea leaves into the empty cup.

This kind of action made the old man notice the existence of the magician.

Lin was dressed in a black basalt robe, which was his standard external attire. Defense-based equipment can better protect his life. Even though there are not many people in this era who can threaten his life, someone is still on guard habitually.

"Come on. Sit down." The old man looked the same as before, and greeted a certain magician.

The people who can be active in this war room are the old man's confidantes. They are also familiar with this magician, so no one is on guard against the 'stranger', or waits for the 'guest'.

This is during wartime, when all the rules of the nobility are kept simple. This is the request of the old man.

Seeing the old man come back to his senses, Lin also nodded and said, "Good day." Glancing at the sand table, Lin said casually, "The battle situation looks very bad."

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